Stars rise and stars fall.

Just like the moonlight on the silver dunes, reflecting the sand and life.

The ancient years buried the songs in the sea of ​​sand, allowing the people of the sand to shine in their dreams safely, and that was the ancient poem, the first dream of Istaniya.

The daughter of Shamin, and now the eldest princess of Istaniya, Rupert stood in the middle of the hall in a silver priest's robe. The obsidian ground reflected her snow-white barefoot, and also reflected the girl's appearance on the starry sky.

A giant stone book stands in front of the princess, with the ancient Istani chauvin written on it. The once bright colors have been mottled and have been invaded by wind and sand.

This is the Shahai Inscription, which the ancient Istani priests used to prophesy, but the giant book itself did not have a truly magical effect. The kings who were addicted to it even led to the destruction of a dynasty.

Those are the history written into the sand. The past of this book is even older than this port. People have discovered it in the sea of ​​sand, and now they are only regarded as a cultural relic that proves the past of Istaniya.

This book is now standing in front of the crystal tower in the Craftsman Hall and is collected by the Tansnier Craftsman Association. There are only a few people in the hall - except for the craftsmen of the association, all the craftsmen in the association are behind, only guards wearing eagle robes are left - and Ms. Elna, the current president of the Craftsman Association.

"I heard its story when I was very young," Rupert said, staring at the giant book, "but this is the first time I saw it. The ancestors of the royal family had some superstitions and believed it was an ominous thing, so it appeared here."

She stopped: "My father didn't like it either, and often taught us with the story of the destruction of the dynasty. He warned us that the superiors should not indulge in external things, and that our responsibility to this kingdom of sand should not be attributed to other things."

Erna looked away from the crystal tower, held her monocle glasses, looked at the giant book, and replied, "Your Highness Princess, you and Your Majesty Alev are both very outstanding people, of course, and His Highness Afifa is also. This sea of ​​sand... Istaniya will surely flourish in your hands, and the same is true for your father, His Majesty Babartan, who handed over this thriving kingdom to you, and you did not disappoint his expectations."

If it were in the past, Rupert would have asked her to take back these compliments. But now, she has gradually learned how to grow into a true superior, and will not make people too close or too afraid. She just nodded gently.

She asked, "Mr. Ed, what's wrong with that now? Is the communication still smooth?"

Elna showed a solemn look and looked at the crystal tower, "To be honest, Princess, I can't understand, I have never encountered such a situation since the founding of the association. Elpahin, Gula Port, and another crystal has escaped from the entire network. They don't seem to exist at any point in this world. I can't even determine where the third crystal is."

"That is, the situation is not good, right?" Rupert asked with some concern: "Will Mr. Ed and others encounter anything?"

"You don't have to worry," Elna comforted: "We are just a branch of Tansnier after all. Ed previously sent the radio to the Korlin-Ihuri security. In places like Craftsmen and Kapka, there should be masters solving problems."

Rupert frowned slightly.

"But I found some strange places," Erna stared at the crystal and said, "I don't know if the data is deviated. I always feel that the crystal network has some abnormal calls, as if there is a power that is unknown to us, flowing to a certain node through the crystal network..."

Seeing that the latter didn't quite understand, she explained again:

"Your Highness, you may not understand the principle here. Because most people think that the Crystal Towers of the Artisan Association are all over Aetalia are just nodes of magical communication, but in fact, its role is much more complex. Like the founding of the Association, their original intentions are all derived from a wide range of plans..."

She pointed to the magic furnace behind her, "You have seen those magic devices, Your Highness, all of which are operating around the elemental crystal core. Because we are mortals, the basic laws of this world determine that mortals cannot withstand elemental erosion. Therefore, we have learned to use magic furnaces as an intermediary to control these powers. This is the premise for the birth of contemporary alchemy..."

"When the wind on the Sea of ​​Ether begins to blow, the sea of ​​clouds in Etalia will also usher in the rise and fall of the tides, and among these rise and fall, there are the source of magical power of fairies, dragons, and even giants." Erna raised her head and looked at the huge crystal with some pride: "Since the age of the Great Alchemist, these crystal towers we have erected throughout Etalia are the nodes that we connect with the Sea of ​​Ether. We use them to calm the storm on the Sea of ​​Ether and make the violent power available to mortals."

"So," Princess Rupert pondered, "these towering crystal towers are actually a large magic furnace, and the core of its center is these giant elemental crystals, right?"

Elna looked at the Grand Princess with some surprise: "You are really aware of your experience. Your Princess, it may be difficult for ordinary people to turn this corner." The President this time he sincerely did not compliment, "and the facts are almost the same."

She also said: "The power of magic comes from the rise and fall of the Sea of ​​Ether, but what exactly is the rise and fall of the Sea of ​​Ether? It is the starlight. In the first starlight of Aitalia, the basic substance-element that constitutes this world is born."

The starlight flows quietly.

And do mortals still remember that ancient song?

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It is like the dewdrops on the green leaves, soaking the forest and dreaming.

The ancient times buried the songs under the sand, making the sea of ​​clouds shine on the silver moon, and making the sound of waves sing the songs of the past.

...

The starlight flows quietly.

It winds and turns, and the water reflects the stars from the Sea of ​​Ether, and the stars spread out, forming the river and han.

But the silver light spreads is just a reflection of the power of elements in reality, and it is the understanding of higher-dimensional knowledge by mortals. It does not have a true form. It spreads different stories in different songs.

The young man's blue and gray eyes reflected the silver light, but the flames of excessive greed were lit.

"Starlight is information, information is everything," he was a little ecstatic. "I said earlier that Aitalia needs to exchange information with the outside world to strengthen itself. The two worlds pay energy together, and this energy offsets each other. However, the exchange of information actually happened."

"The people selected by the 'Star Gate' give information and get information, which is more like a kind of communication...a kind of communication."

"The communication between the two worlds... is really amazing. Is the Star Gate consciously completing all this?"

"I don't know how the Star Gate accomplishes all this, but no matter what, it must be a higher-dimensional force," the young man murmured to himself with some fanatical gaze: "Yes, you're right, it must be a real existence."

He turned around, looked at everyone under the crystal tower, and announced in an extremely sacred tone:

"This is exactly the power we are pursuing, yes, it is the road to 'eternity'."

Everyone standing below showed different expressions.

That look is mostly relaxing—

Most of these people are humans, and they are really from humans on the other side of the Star Gate. Most of them are older, even older than the age permitted by the Star Gate.

Most of these people were dressed in ACE League outfits—a blue-purple, silver-plated robes.

Others are members of the Dragon Fire Guild, most of whom are young and middle-aged.

Another group is the indigenous people, members of the Crow Claw Secret Hall, the Grey Knights, and even the senior leaders of the Silver Wind Knights.

Although the strange film alliance has assured them more than once, and this young man, with the powerful figure behind him, as a guarantee - they have gathered here now, after all, have taken their lives.

They are different from the cannon fodder outside.

The higher the position and the more you are, the more you live in a pampered life, the more you are, the more you cherish your life. Naturally, you don’t want to burn everything you have like those outlaws.

And until now, the crowd felt relieved.

That is the road to 'eternity'.

The Lord did not deceive them.

And among the crowd, a tall creature with flames and shadows surrounds like stars and moons, was making a low and hoarse voice from under the robe: "It seems that you have studied the essence of this world more deeply."

The sound was like a knife scratching metal, making a harsh noise:

"Our civilization has essential differences after all, and perhaps the way you understand the world is more suitable to explore the deep mysteries of this world. Unfortunately, if we had such a layer of cognition earlier, we might not have had such a result."

"Each of them has their own strengths, and we are far inferior to you when it comes to understanding power," replied the young man: "... They have used the Star Gate for many years, but they are still on the surface, and on the things next to each other... it is like throwing watermelons and picking up sesame seeds."

He said, shook his head in disappointment.

"That is why the Lord recognizes you," replied the creature with the flames and shadows, "The Lord has given you an eternal promise."

"Yes, so we are allies."

Young people emphasize this.

But the creatures leaping with flames and shadows did not answer.

It only took off its cloak, revealing the terrifying appearance shrouded in shadow. If you look closely, you will find that this creature is very similar to the person on the square outside, and even the one beside Fang Yu. At this moment, purple flames were beating in its eyes and said, "How long will it take?"

"Soon," replied the young man: "We directly extract the starlight, which is the most essential force in this world. I'm afraid even the Craftsmen Association may not have expected them to create such a great work by accident. Unfortunately, the crystal tower has limited carrying capacity, otherwise...of course, it would be more than enough to stabilize a channel..."

"Since the starry glory contains information about this world," an ACE Alliance member suddenly asked, "Will we take the opportunity to get a glimpse of the 'eternal' secret?"

The young man glanced at everyone seriously: "I advise you not to have this idea. Stars rise and fall, and they contain all the secrets of building this world. How much sand is there in the sea of ​​sand? Can you count it?" He pointed to his head, "If you don't want to become idiots."

The creatures leaping with flames and shadows remained silent when they heard this.

It only raised its head and stared at the towering crystal, watching the crystal gradually turn from azure blue to silver light, and finally opened a dark red pupil surrounded by flames.

The pupils were condescending, staring at everyone in the hall.

But the young man was not at all uneasy, but said in surprise: "It's done!"

He turned around and said, "Oh, the three crystal towers have drawn all their strength, and now you can just put the two anchor points into it."

But at this time, the creatures leaping with flames and shadows finally spoke again:

“Wait a little longer.”

A strange light was flashing among the two balls of leaping purple flames.

"I found another anchor-"

"A, an anchor that I thought should have been lost."

The young man was slightly stunned when he heard this.

...

"Don't think about it!"

At a height of three thousand meters, the tall figure with flames and shadows leaping at the sky was only answered by the boy in his hand.

However, it sneered, as if it had expected such an answer to it, so it immediately raised its hand and picked up Fang Zhu, staring straight into the depths of the other person's eyes, which were surrounded by flames.

The power of the mind turns into a sharp blade and invades the opponent's will world like a bamboo shoot. There are many obstacles in it, but they are all broken one by one. That is just the resistance of the weak mortals.

Some of them unexpectedly resisted him, but they were only slightly stronger than ordinary people. Then it hit a silver barrier head-on. The figure leaping with flames and shadows was slightly stunned, but immediately showed a contemptuous look, smashing it to pieces.

Amid the mountains of Idus thousands of kilometers away, a silver-haired elf suddenly raised his head.

"What's wrong, Lord Mirle Himis?"

Hanging on the branches in the hotel, on the bar, and on the lamps, the fairies were lying or sitting, and they were chirping and asking.

"Nothing," An Luoser shook his head gently, "the mark that just left on a child seemed to have disappeared."

After saying that, he pondered for a moment.

The fairies are lively by nature and their curiosity quickly diverted their attention and discussed other topics lively.

The winter in the forest is set against the twilight shadows of the twilight, the golden lake surface, and the faint light of the setting sun, day after day, waiting for the warm spring breeze of the coming year to blow again on this area.

Just as it did in the previous year, the goblin ladies still remembered the travelers passing by in the previous year, arguing about each different face.

"Yes, there's Mr. Ed."

"Yes, Mr. Ed has been away for a long time."

"Will Mr. Ed come back? It was very lively at that time. Let's hold a banquet at that time."

The setting sun sank into the mountains.

Dew and stars set against the long night forest and lake shore.

The goblins have discussed the next bonfire banquet.

And An Luoser's heart moved slightly, and his face reflected the firelight of the fireplace. The messenger seemed to have thought of something else. It was like the memories of the distant clouds and mountains, and it also remembered something that had been long-standing - how could it have her breath?

The elf shook his head gently.

...

“Where is this?”

The hoarse voice was echoing in a lonely space like a knife scraping metal.

It was the fog that never dissipated all year round.

The mist lingers on several snow-covered peaks, and the strong wind blows snow dust and covers the mountains.

But the wind could not blow into this quiet valley, there was only endless, thick fog, a vast white area. There seemed to be something in the fog, but it was not clear. The figure leaping with flames and shadows was quietly staring at the vicinity.

The world of will disappeared.

The blue light disappeared that day, and all that was left was this strange space.

But where is this?

How could there be such a place in that young man’s spiritual world?

It fell silent and walked forward silently. The fog separated in front of it, and finally revealed the scene ahead.

In the valley, the square elbow, wearing an alchemist's robe, stood quietly, watching it.

The moment the fog separated, the other party raised his hand and the arm armor in his hand shot straight from it, but the tall figure who was leaping with flames and shadows didn't even look at it. He let the rocket fly fist hit his left shoulder and turned it into a cloud of misty black mist and penetrated it.

The fog gathers and turns into a physical body again.

The other party emitted a few more flashing golden lights, which were clockwork fairies, but the structure roared and exploded with golden flames. But after the flames passed, the smoke dissipated, and the tall figure leaping with flames and shadows was still standing in its original place.

Unscathed.

Looking at this scene, Fang Yu finally put down his hand and gave up the attack.

"Give up?" A contemptuous voice came from the leaping flames and shadows: "Why, are you trying to defeat me in the world of will? What you can't do in the outside world will be even more ineffective here."

But Fang Zhu just shook his head.

"I just want to try it," he replied in a somewhat disappointed tone: "It's just like the lady said, and I don't plan to do anything futile. This is your trump card, it turns out to be the power of the soul... In fact, I should have thought of it when I was in the Tower of Summer End."

"No," replied the tall figure, leaping with flames and shadows, with satisfaction: "At least, before dying, you can understand this, which is much more insightful than those pretentious fools."

But it suddenly became stunned: "...that lady?"

Fang Yu raised his head and looked at the creature with a strange look, leaping with flames and shadows: "Yes, she said..."

An invisible wind broke out in the valley.

The wind was only one wisp, but it carried the vastness of stars on the wasteland.

It once passed through the sea of ​​clouds, bringing the midsummer rainy season, and also through the tops of the mountains covered with ice and snow, and lightly surrounding the moonlight of the hills of giant trees.

It once blew the forest and rippled on the sea of ​​Ether. When the tides fluctuate, the world is like an open book - revealing its entire secret to the world.

That's an innumerable memory—

It was a giant dragon walking through the sea of ​​clouds.

Its body covers the sky and the sun, and its wings can cover the light of the sun and the moon. It can no longer remember how many years it was born and how many names it had. It only remembers that before that time, it once used a title.

Its bloodline comes from a king and a master of the sky.

People call it the king of the dark dragon.

Livgard.

But it is the daughter of the Dragon King, Alaisha.

"you--!"

The confident voice of the tall figure, who was leaping with flames and shadows, turned into a shrill scream.

An invisible wind broke out in the valley, and suddenly an endless storm roared through the tops of the mountains, above the glaciers, and finally returned to the throne and returned to silence.

The ally of the past has become the enemy of today.

The imprint of the world of will turns into a sharp blade that can kill everything.

After the sword blade passes, everything will not exist.

Only a pair of golden eyes were left, staring at the gradually extinguished, purple flame dust.

And Fang Zhu's last words echoed among the mountains:

"She wants to learn more..."

"Your strength."
Chapter completed!