Chapter 382

"Your Excellency?"

"Well, you are a good student. You have pushed everything to an irreversible position."

"What does this mean?"

"The bell of fate has sounded, and the verdict of mortals has not yet begun, but it will not wait for too long."

A ran pondered this sentence in a dazed way. There were many things in it. Without thinking about it, he suspected that there was a god involved. Just now, he heard that the Witches of the black insect Society said that the sphere was the eye of Magnus. Even if there were gods and Demons involved, it was very normal.

"OK, I see. I'll take the students away."

"It's too late." After the mysterious mage said this, a ran was surprised to see that eight mages in the same costume came out of the void one after another.

"What do you mean it's too late?"

"Because of a boy." Another woman spoke in the ancient elvish language, and the learned a ran could hear clearly, "which boy?"

"Dragon descendant, body all dragon soul, time fragment, if have no him, that person also impossibly rush into this time fragment."

In the crowd of teachers and students in the college, a ran noticed that the child they said was a tall and strong Brayton boy with a tall and straight figure and a tender face. Falauda said that he would become a master of the Department of destruction. Now it seems that he is. In all the still life, he is the only one who is trembling slightly, not the kind of excited trembling, but the shivering of fear of cold, although he can't see it He had a sad face.

"What's the matter? Is the child going to be ok? "

"The Crystal Tower gives us the power of fixed time, just like freezing the river with ice, which was perfect until this little guy appeared. He is a piece of charcoal, even if it can't melt through the ice, it will emit bright fire. It's enough for that man. "

"Crystal Tower? You are the order of Saik A ran exclaimed in shock.

It's a great organization.

And the crystal tower is an amazing creation.

Its extraordinary place is by no means simple can say clearly, its history needs to trace back to the spirit era.

The ancient elves who once occupied the dominant position in Nain found that magic was constantly fading, just like entropy. From the birth of the world to the destruction, the material became more and more disordered, the energy became more and more lazy, and even the personality of the soul would be gradually consumed.

The original magic, that is, the power of the spirits in the battlefield, is called dawn magic, the most extraordinary and the greatest.

But all things can't escape the time.

In order to preserve the dawn magic, the ancient elves established the crystal tower, also known as the crystal law, which was the supreme symbol of power in the kingdom of Elinor at that time. It was in order to compare with this tower that aledes, who were far away in tamril, established the platinum tower.

The masters who built the Crystal Tower poured all the dawn magic that they could collect at that time into it. For a long time, the crystal tower was an important magic beacon on Nain, and the greatest magic academy in the eyes of the world.

, however, the mystery of the crystal tower is much simpler than that seen by the foreigner. It is, like, or like Nandi Dean of the bronze God, it is alive and represents the essence of the highest philosophy of the ancient elves. He is the spiritual step of the elves who advocate the ancestors.

Noble and self disciplined Elves will use their whole life to improve themselves, learn art, magic, fighting, alchemy, forging, military and other knowledge, in order to make themselves close to the great ancestors. At the last moment of an elf's life who embarks on the road of ancestors, he will enter the Crystal Tower and carry out a ritual called Dragon pupation.

Dragon is time.

Pupa, namely coagulation.

The pupation of dragon is the coagulation time.

An elf condenses into a dragon chrysalis, sublimates to the light world, and joins the ranks of the yuan spirit. Later generations revere him, making him a new ancestor god in the elf God family.

It is no wonder that the high elves, as the orthodox descendants of the ancient elves, are so arrogant, because they defeated ori el, who is close to the elves and dislikes the mortal world, rather than lockhan, who is close to human beings and loves the mortal world. The arrogance of their family is rooted, and it is the most correct for them.

At this time, Allan was affected by the oppressive tone of the nine saiks. He could not help feeling a little flustered. After breathing for a while, he felt that the air was so dull, there was no smell at all, and it did not seem to flow into his body. He was just a passer-by. He walked around his lungs and left. If the magic was not still surging around, he almost thought he was in the middle of the world Eternal silence after death.

"Anyway, I need to take the teachers and students away!" A Ran is very serious. How difficult the situation is now, just like when he abandoned his companion in a hurry in rablin Xian! But this time, I won't run away. This is the glory of the chief mage!

The glare of electricity from the dark elf master's hand lit up, "stop at the end, we'll go right away!"

A female believer coldly scolded: "you can stop it! If it's not for your outstanding strength, we don't need to pull you out alone. We hope you can accompany us to fight against the enemy instead of troubling us! ""It's a matter of your own. Try to restrain your arrogance." Ah ran said, "you are just one of the people struggling in the world. If you have the ability to change history, why don't you fight the fire earlier? You must fight the fire when the situation is irreparable?"

The first believer replied politely: "who can really explore the fate? We are just a grain of sand in front of the flood, trying to protect the carefree insects behind us. This operation is in a hurry. If it can be done, it's OK. If it can't be done, go to the divine world first. "

Ah ran was moved by their pessimism, "really so desperate?"

"You're right. We're just struggling in the world, and that man is a demigod living in the world!"

Ding Ling!!!

Ding Ling!!!

"What sound?" Asked a ran.

The sound of the bell disturbed the sleeping air, and the magic energy was like a pot of hot cheese soup. It roared, cooed, burst bubbles, and chattered. The color of the world returned. Aran saw that the saiks were wearing bright yellow robes, cuffs, collars and red patterns. The clear light was still there, and time had stopped But everything is so different!

"The bell of fate can't be wrong."

Another man came in from Sattar's crevasse, wearing a white robe, with mottled blood stains on his ugly face, holding a huge copper umbrella in his hand and gently shaking eleven bells.

The man glanced around, his face dignified and solemn, and his three eyes looked like the evil spirits in the ghost stories. When he saw the people of the black insect society, he frowned, and then saw Ah ran, nodding. Then he looked at the saiks and grinned.

A ran recognized him, Jonas's foster father, the gourmet of Dongbao!

"Are you going to hurt my children?"