Just like the moonlight on the silver sand dunes, it reflects the sand and life.
The ancient years buried the songs in the sea of sand, allowing the people of the sand to safely fall into their dreams, and that was the ancient poem, the first dream of Istania.
Rupert, the daughter of the Sand People and now the eldest princess of Istania, is standing in the center of the hall wearing a silver priest's robe. Her snow-white bare feet are reflected on the obsidian ground, and the girl's appearance is reflected in the starry sky. above.
A huge stone book stood in front of the princess. The book was written in ancient Istanian chauvinism. The once bright colors were mottled and invaded by wind and sand.
This is the Sand Sea Script, which was used by ancient Istanian priests to make prophecies, but the giant book itself does not have a truly magical effect, and kings who were obsessed with it even led to the destruction of a dynasty.
Those are histories written in the sand. The past of this book is even older than this port. People found it in the sea of sand, and now only regard it as a testament to Istania's past. cultural relics.
This book now stands in front of the crystal tower in the Craftsman Hall, and is collected by the Tansnir Craftsmen Association. There are only a few people in the hall - except for the craftsmen of the association, all the craftsmen have withdrawn, and only the guards wearing eagle robes are left. Guards around - and the current president of the Craftsmen Association, Ms. Erna.
"I have heard its story when I was very young," Rupert said while staring at the huge book, "but this is the first time I saw it. The ancestors of the royal family were somewhat superstitious and thought it was an unlucky thing. That’s why it appears here.”
She paused: "My father didn't like it either. He often used the story of the fall of that dynasty to educate us. He warned us that superiors should not indulge in foreign objects. Our responsibility for this kingdom of sand should not be attributed to other objects. Above."
Erna looked away from the crystal tower, adjusted her monocle, glanced at the huge book, and replied: "Your Royal Highness, you and Your Majesty Aleph are both very good people. Of course, The same goes for His Highness Afifah. This sea of sand... Istania will surely become more prosperous in your hands, and the same will be true for your father, the late King Babartan, who handed over this thriving kingdom to you. In my hands, you have lived up to his expectations."
In the past, Rupert would definitely have asked her to take back these compliments. But now, she has gradually learned how to grow into a true superior, neither making people too close nor making people too close. Fearful, he just nodded slightly.
She asked: "Thanks to Mr. Ed, what's going on over there now? Is the communication still smooth?"
Erna showed a solemn look and stared at the crystal tower. "Honestly, Your Highness, I don't understand. I have never encountered such a situation since the establishment of the association. Elpaxin, ancient In Lagang, there is another crystal that has wandered away from the entire network. It seems that they do not exist at any point in this world. I can't even determine where the third crystal is."
"That means the situation is not good, right?" Rupert asked a little worriedly: "Mr. Ed, will something happen to them?"
"You don't have to worry," Elna said with relief: "After all, we are just a branch of Tansnir. Previously, Ed sent the broadcast to the Kaolin-Ishuli safe environment.
There should be masters solving problems in this place."
Rupert frowned slightly.
"But I did find some strange things," Erna stared at the crystal and said: "I don't know if there is a deviation in the data. I always feel that there are some abnormal calls in the crystal network, and it seems that there is something unknown to us.
The power is 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 spread across Aitalia by the Craftsmen Association are just nodes for magical transmission, but in fact, their functions are much more complex.
Like the founding of associations, their original intention stems from a broad plan..."
She pointed at the magic furnace behind her, "You have seen those magic devices before, Your Highness, they all operate around the elemental crystal core inside them. Because we are mortals, the basic laws of this world determine that mortals
It cannot withstand the erosion of elements. Therefore, we learned to use the magic furnace as an intermediary to control these powers. This is the premise for the birth of contemporary alchemy..."
"When the wind on the Ethereal Sea begins to blow, the sea of clouds in Etalia will also usher in the rise and fall of the tide, and in this rise and fall are the magical powers of fairies, dragons, and even giants.
Source." Erna raised her head, stared at the huge crystal and said with some pride: "Since the time of the Great Alchemist, these crystal towers we have erected throughout Aitalia are the connection between us and the ether.
The nodes that connect the sea, we use them to calm the storm on the etheric sea 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 in the center is these giant elemental crystals, right?"
Erna looked at Her Royal Highness the Princess with some surprise: "You are really knowledgeable, Your Highness Princess. It may be difficult for ordinary people to turn around this corner." The president lady was sincere this time without compliments, "And the fact is almost the same.
in this way."
She added: "The power of magic comes from the rise and fall of the ether sea, but what exactly is the rise and fall in the ether sea? It is the starlight. From the first starlight of Etalia, the world was born.
The basic substances - elements."
The starlight flows quietly.
And do mortals still remember that ancient song?
The stars rise and the stars set.
Like dewdrops on green leaves, it soaks into the forest and dreams.
The ancient years have buried the songs under the sand, causing the sea of clouds to reflect the silver moon, and the sound of the waves to sing the songs of the past.
…
The starlight flows quietly.
Winding and twisting, the water surface reflects the starlight from the etheric sea, and the stars are scattered, forming a river.
But the diffuse silver light is just a reflection of the power of elements in reality, and is a mortal's understanding of higher-dimensional knowledge. It does not have a real form, and it tells different stories in different songs.
The young man's blue-grey eyes reflected this silver light, but what was ignited was the flame of excessive greed.
"Starlight is information, and information is everything," he said with some ecstasy, "I have said before that Aitalia needs to exchange information with the outside world to strengthen itself. The two worlds jointly contribute energy, and this energy cancels each other out.
However, the exchange of information actually happened."
"The people selected by the "Star Gate" give information and receive information. This is more like... an exchange."
"The communication between the two worlds... is really wonderful. Is the "Star Gate" consciously accomplishing all this?"
"I don't know how the "Star Gate" accomplishes all this, but no matter what, it must be the power of a higher dimension," the young man muttered to himself with some fanaticism: "Yes, you guessed it right, it
It must really exist."
He turned back, looked at everyone under the crystal tower, and announced in an extremely sacred tone:
"This is exactly the power we are looking for. Yes, it is the way to 'eternity'."
Everyone standing below had different expressions on their faces.
That kind of look is probably that of relaxation——
Most of these people are humans, genuine humans from the other side of the Star Gate. Most of them are old, even beyond the age allowed by the Star Gate.
Most of these people are wearing the e-League attire—a blue-purple robe with silver-plated patterns.
Others are members of the Dragon Fire Guild, mostly young adults.
There are also a group of aborigines, members of the Crow's Claw Secret Palace, Gray Knights, and even senior members of the Silver Wind Knights.
Although those strange alliances of shadow people have promised them more than once, and there is also this young man and the powerful man behind him as guarantees - but they are gathering here now, after all, they are risking their fortunes and lives.
.
They are different from the cannon fodder outside.
The more powerful and pampered you are, the more you cherish your life. Naturally, you don't want to burn everything you own like those desperadoes.
But it was only at this moment that everyone felt relieved.
That is the way to "eternity".
The Lord did not deceive them.
And among the crowd, surrounded like stars over the moon, was a tall creature with leaping flames and shadows. At this moment, he was making a low and hoarse voice from under his robe: "It seems that you have no regard for this world.
Study the essence more deeply."
The sound was like a knife scraping metal, making a harsh noise:
"After all, our civilizations are fundamentally different, and perhaps your way of understanding the world is more suitable for exploring the deep mysteries of this world. Unfortunately, if we had such an understanding earlier, we might not have ushered in the world.
Such a result."
"Each has its own strengths, and when it comes to understanding power, we are far inferior to you," the young man replied: "...They have used the Star Gate for many years, but they are still on the surface, in those trivial matters.
On things...it's like throwing away the watermelon to pick up the sesame seeds."
As he spoke, he shook his head in disappointment.
"That's why the Lord recognizes you," the creature with dancing flames and shadows replied, "The Lord has given you an eternal promise."
"Yes, so we are allies."
Young people emphasize this point.
But the creature of flame and shadow did not answer.
It only took off its cloak, revealing its terrifying face shrouded in shadow. If you look carefully, you will find that this creature is very similar to the one in the square outside, and even the one next to Fang Plover. At this moment, purple is dancing in its eyes.
flames, and said: "How long will it take?"
"Soon," the young man replied: "We directly extract the starlight, which is the most essential power in this world. I am afraid that even the Craftsmen Association may not have thought that they have inadvertently created such a great work. Unfortunately,
The capacity of the crystal tower is limited, otherwise...of course, it is more than enough to stabilize a passage..."
"Since the starlight contains information about this world," a person from the e-League suddenly asked, "then wouldn't we be able to take the opportunity to get a glimpse of the 'eternal' secrets in it?"
The young man glanced at everyone seriously: "I advise you not to think about this idea. The stars rise and the stars set. They contain all the secrets that build this world. How many gravels are there in the sand sea? Count them.
Are you clear?" He pointed to his head, "If you don't want to become an idiot."
The creature with dancing flames and shadows remained silent upon hearing the words.
It just raised its head and stared at the towering crystal, watching the crystal gradually change from blue to silvery, and finally opened a dark red pupil surrounded by flames.
Those pupils were condescending, watching everyone in the hall.
But instead of feeling uneasy at all, the young man was very surprised and said: "It's done!"
He turned around: "Your Excellency, all the power has been extracted from the three crystal towers. Now we only need to put the two anchor points into them."
But at this moment, the creature with flames and shadows finally spoke again:
"hold on."
Among the two dancing purple flames, a strange light was shining at the moment.
"I found another anchor—"
"An anchor point that I thought should have been lost long ago."
The young man was slightly startled when he heard this.
…
"Don't even think about it!"
Three thousand meters high in the sky, the tall figure dancing with flames and shadows only got such an answer from the young man in his hand.
However, it sneered, as if it had expected such an answer, and immediately raised its hand to pick up Fang Plover, looking straight into the depths of his eyes with pupils surrounded by flames.
The power of the soul turned into a sharp blade and invaded the opponent's world of will like a powerful force. There were many obstacles in there, but they were all broken down by it. It was just the resistance of a weak mortal.
There was some resistance that surprised him, but it was only slightly stronger than ordinary people. Then it hit a silver barrier head-on. The figure with flames and shadows was slightly startled, but immediately showed contempt.
His expression shattered it into pieces.
Thousands of kilometers away in the mountains of Idos, a silver-haired elf suddenly raised his head.
"What's wrong, Myrleuthys-sama?"
Hanging on the branches in the hotel, on the bar, and on the lamps, the goblins are lying or sitting, chattering and asking.
"It's nothing," Anlose shook his head gently, "It's just that the mark left on a child seems to have disappeared."
After speaking, he pondered silently for a moment.
The goblins are lively by nature, and their curiosity quickly diverted their attention and started discussing other topics lively.
The winter in the forest reflects the long slanting shadows of sunset, the golden lake surface, and the faint light of the setting sun. Day after day, we are waiting for the warm spring breeze to blow in this area again in the coming year.
Just as it had been the previous year, the fairies still remembered the travelers from the previous year and argued endlessly about each different face.
"Yes, there is also Mr. Ed."
"Yes, Mr. Ed has been away for a long time."
"Will Mr. Ed come back? It will be lively at that time. Let's hold a banquet then."
The setting sun sinks beneath the mountains.
Dew and starlight reflect the long night forest and lake shore.
The goblins have already discussed holding the next bonfire banquet.
And Anlose's heart moved slightly. His face reflected the firelight of the fireplace. The messenger seemed to have thought of other things. Like the memory of distant clouds and mountains, it also thought of some distant things - so what?
Will it have her breath?
The elf shook his head slightly.
…
"What is this place?"
The hoarse voice, like a knife scraping metal, was echoing in a lonely space.
That is the fog that lingers all year round.
Fog lingered on several snow-covered peaks, and strong winds blew up snow dust and shrouded the mountains.
But the wind cannot blow into this silent valley, there is only endless, thick fog, and a vast expanse of white. There seems to be something in the fog, but it is not clear, there are figures dancing with flames and shadows.
He was watching Sakon quietly.
The world of will disappears.
The green light that day also disappeared, leaving only such a strange space.
But what is this place?
How could there be such a place in that young man's spiritual world?
It fell silent and walked forward silently. The mist parted in front, finally revealing the scene ahead.
In the valley, Fang Plover, who had free time to carry the magic furnace on his back and wore an alchemist's robe, was standing there quietly, staring at it.
When the mist parted, the opponent raised his hand, and the gauntlet in his hand shot straight at him, but the tall figure with flames and shadows leaping around didn't even look at it, and let the rocket flying fist hit his left shoulder with a straight hook.
, and turned it into a dense black mist, passing through it.
The mist gathered and turned into reality again.
The other party released a few more flashes of golden light. It was the Clockwork Fairy, but the construct flew in with a roar and exploded into golden fire. But after the fire, the smoke dissipated, revealing a tall figure dancing with flames and shadows.
Still standing in the same place.
Unscathed.
Seeing this scene, Fang Pliover finally put down his hand and gave up the attack.
"Give up?" A scornful voice came from among the dancing flames and shadows: "Why, you are still trying to defeat me in the world of will? You can't even do it in the outside world.
, it’s even more ineffective for me here.”
But Fang Yu only shook his head.
"I just want to give it a try," he replied with a somewhat disappointed tone: "It's just like what the lady said, I don't intend to do anything in vain. This is your trump card, it turns out.
The power of the soul... I should have thought of it when I was at the Tower of Summer End."
"Yes," the tall figure with dancing flames and shadows replied with satisfaction: "At least if you can realize this before you die, you are much more knowledgeable than those pretentious fools."
But it was suddenly startled: "...that lady?"
Fang Plover raised his head and looked at the creature with flames and shadows with a strange expression: "Yes, she said..."
An invisible wind blew in the valley.
There was only a wisp of wind, but it carried the vastness of the stars above the wilderness.
It once passed through the sea of clouds, bringing the midsummer rainy season, and also passed through the tops of iron mountains covered with ice and snow, gently surrounding the moonlight on the hills of giant trees.
It once stirred the trees and raised ripples in the etheric sea, and when the tide rose and fell, the world was like an open book - revealing all its secrets to the world.
Those are countless memories——
It was a giant dragon traveling through the sea of clouds.
Its body can cover the sky and the sun, and its wings can block the light of the sun and the moon. It can no longer remember how many years it has been born or how many names it has had. It only remembers that before those years, it once used a
title.
Its bloodline comes from a king, the master of the sky.
People call him the king of the dark dragon.
Lifgard.
But it is the Dragon King's daughter, Alessa.
"you--!"
The confident voice of the tall figure dancing with flames and shadows turned into a shrill scream.
An invisible wind rose in the valley, and suddenly an endless storm arose. It roared through the tops of mountains and glaciers, and finally returned to the throne, returning everything to silence.
Former allies have become today's enemies.
The brand of the world of will turns into a sharp blade that can destroy everything.
After the sword blade passes, nothing remains.
Only a pair of golden eyes were left, staring at the dust of the purple flame that was gradually extinguished.
And Fang Plover’s last words still echoed among the mountains:
"She wants to learn a lesson..."
"Your power."
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