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Teclis seems to want to learn some useless knowledge, and he is also one of the few calm elves.

Lynch didn't say much, and just let him find out the meaning behind the bloody customs from the skinks.

The magic swordsmen and mages also enjoyed it, and Lynch hoped that they would look at everything rationally and not really think that the weird rituals had any effect.

Fortunately, ordinary Asur are quite normal. They are hesitant due to the unfamiliar environment.

Lynch settled the elves in the forest on the left side of the square. There were many empty spaces in the dense jungle, enough to accommodate thousands of Asur.

They were not allowed to cut down trees and could only build beds simply from vines.

Teclis climbed to the bottom of the valley and tried to persuade the proud dragon prince to condescend to climb up the mountainside.

Even if he was facing the owner of Savri's Crown of War, the Dragon Prince was not willing to give him any favor.

Teclis finally gave up persuading the Dragon Prince, and just let him and the dragon go deep into the middle of the canyon, and mobilized some Asur to help Prince Nui.

At night, Lin Qi wandered around the canyon and took a look at the Sun Dragon.

The not-so-wide canyon is thousands of meters long, and there are traces of civilization everywhere on the ground.

The broken shrines are the scars left by the war. The valley bottom is covered with moss and shrubs, and there are no tall ancient trees.

Huangqi's temple should initially be located at the bottom of the valley, not on the mountainside.

Lynch made his judgment based on the damaged temple found in the middle of the canyon.

Out of curiosity, Lynch walked into the cave.

The entrance is not wide, and only a monitor lizard can barely enter.

There is a different sky in the cave. The flames on the pyramid have been extinguished, and the rubble is struggling to support the last dignity of the pyramid.

The door of the temple has been damaged, and the temple is in a mess.

It was completely abandoned, but Lynch found some records from among the scattered stone slabs on the ground.

Picking up the gold-inlaid slate, Lin Qi's eyes suddenly hardened.

That was not the writing of the lizard people, it was in the language of Lynch's hometown.

It was neatly engraved with:

I thought I was going to be a legend, but I'm just a Stunker.

I can tame the tyrannosaurus and lead my companions to drive away the dark elf thieves, but what's the use?

It’s meaningless, the Ancient Sage will never come back, we have already lost!

The priest is dead, and I am dying too. There are too many demons, and the remaining hundred or so skinks are no match for the flesh hounds!

Well, at least I won't have to watch the rat men knock down the statues I worked so hard to repair two thousand years later, and watch them casually overturn everyone's thousands of years of hard work.

As the leader, I want to die before the other Skinks.

Lin Qi walked out of the cave with the slate and returned to the settlement halfway up the mountain.

As soon as he put the stone slab into the archives on the side of the temple, Lynch heard a scream coming from the ground.

Lynch returned to the square and met the mages, only to find that the mages were all looking to the north in fear.

Even the learned Teclis was stunned and confused.

After a while, something strange in the north could be detected with the naked eye.

The colorful winds gathered into a majestic vortex, swirling in the empty northern sky, lighting up the night sky.

In the underground square that was supposed to belong to the rat clan, there were only eighty-three majestic All-Changing Demon Lords left.

The warpstones used by the Ratmen to power experimental equipment were scattered on the ground, forming a complex array.

Carlos Fateweaver is located in the center of the magic circle, and each of the ninety-nine and eighty-one Transformers occupies a node.

These winged demons with bird heads and human bodies are the masters of magic. If any of the Transformers present appears in the outside world, they can cause a bloody storm and destabilize and divide the countries.

The two-headed Carlos Fateweaver laughed wildly with two different voices.

The souls in the Maelstrom, the ancient elf mage, and Caledor the Dragon Tamer miscalculated!

The elven goddess also cast her sights on the City of Echoes by mistake!

The only mage with a chance to reverse the magic came to Lustria, and on the island of Ulthuan, no one could stop the great demons from stealing the power of the Maelstrom.

How could it completely give up the chance of victory to the Blood God's legion?

The City of Echoes is important, but the increasingly fierce battle in Zhahuitak is just the prelude.

The long preparation finally paid off, and Tzeentch's great demons successfully cheated the Maelstrom.

Although it was just a vortex of magic, there was a momentary flow error.

But the magical wind gathered in these few breaths was enough to support the demons in completing the final step of the ritual.

Except in the old world, the Changers are carrying out more important plans, and the Great Demons are launching feint attacks in the west and north.

Almost all the great demons of Tzeentch who descended came here!

The Demon Toad, which poses the greatest threat, is distracted by the legions of other true gods.

The will of the Lord of Change is about to overtake the other three gods!

The Dragon Gods of the Far East had no time to care under the siege of the Chaos tribes, and the empire in the old world that had just experienced the Chaos frenzy had nothing to fear.

The elves have been severely weakened by the civil war, and the dwarf countries are facing the largest green wave in history!

All you need to do is defeat the toys made by the Old Ones!

Carlos took another huge dimensional stone and used the energy in it to begin to dominate unprecedented magic.

Itaza, Hesiota, Taraxlan, Slanwupek

In the stargazing rooms at the top of each major pyramid, Slan, who was sleeping, opened his eyelids at the same time.

These ancient creatures looked to the sky together, and their horizons transcended the barriers of space and reflected on the boiling stars.

The star that was supposed to quietly illuminate the darkness, had a filthy shadow in its deepest part that shouldn't exist.

The black crow eroded the purity of the star, and the interior of the sun dimmed, and the evil deep darkness lit up again.

The darkness, deeper than the lonely universe, quickly spread towards the planet entrusted to them by the ancient saints, following the sunlight that had not yet flowed away.

The Slans used the nodes of the giant spiritual network to have a meeting in the energy network at a computing speed that mortals could not imagine.

Thousands of plans were proposed and then discarded during discussions.

In less than a second, the will of all the mages was unified by Lord Mazdamudi from the City of the Sun.

There is no time for hesitation, and there is no absolutely sure solution!

Under the command of the eldest Slann, the Slanns each returned to their bodies in the stargazing room.

There are no Slann to close the Chaos Chasms that keep appearing. There are more important things for them to do.

The energy network created by the ancient saint once again began to operate regardless of the cost.

Lord Slot of Itaza inspired the core hub of the Iqi Pyramid, and Lord Huinei Tankui and Lord Huahua of Slanwupek directed all the energy flowing through the Mist Temple towards the Moon City Tower. Laxlan.

The Solar Eclipse Temple of the Moon City has completely lifted into the sky, and the dazzling energy ball at the top of the temple city is like the second white moon!

Lord Ed Itago pushed the torrent in the node that could change the day to Hesiota.