With his brisk pace, he sprints through the mountains, glides through the mountains, and leaps over the mountains.
He was like a mountain elf, flying quickly across mountains one after another, coming from the snow and going back again.
The magic power that has not increased in more than two years has undergone earth-shaking changes, and it can slightly affect matter under the influence of mental power.
In the past two years, his familiarity with magic and application skills have been continuously improved. This has nothing to do with realm, just familiarity.
Soon, with the sound of wind whistling in his ears, he forgot everything, feeling the sunset, moonrise, and the ebb and flow of the tide.
He seemed to have lost himself, completely immersed in nature and himself.
He crossed levels 10, 11, 12, 13, and the fourth level of junior druid one by one, reaching the boundary of junior druid.
When he opened his eyes to look at the world again, the whole world was completely different in his eyes.
Crash--
The waves hit the overhanging wall of the strait, and the white waves were hit hard and shattered into pieces.
A faint gray mist is rippling, not in a hurry, covering the other side of the sea.
A flying bird flaps its wings and shuttles between the sea and the fog, coming and going freely.
"Beyond the mountain, there is the sea..." Bai almost cried with joy. This was a joy like a newborn, a joy that came from the soul.
He saw that on the other side of the mountain was the sea.
"Congratulations, Bai." The elf mentor smiled and looked at the halfling who was crying in joy.
"Thank you, teacher." Bai bent down solemnly and bowed, facing this venerable elf with the highest respect.
He wasted two years. He originally planned to get out of sight and settle down, but if he failed to do so, he would have to admit it.
He felt guilty, but his mentor never gave up on him and even went on a trip with him to find a solution for him.
And along the way, the elf mentor has been following him to protect him.
Such a great favor that he could hardly find a way to repay.
"Bai, are you willing to be my inheritor?" the elf mentor suddenly asked.
Bai Yizheng, the inheritor? The inheritor who can inherit all the knowledge of the mentor.
This kind of thing is a scenario that almost everyone has imagined. He did not expect that after experiencing the first ups and downs in his life, he would receive such exciting news.
"I do." He said without hesitation, his active and surging heart beating rapidly.
He would never give up such an honor, and he vowed to carry forward his mentor's legacy to repay his kindness.
The elf mentor nodded, and the look in Bai Bai's eyes changed instantly, and he looked even closer than before.
He seemed to have just remembered something, and suddenly asked with a strange expression, "Then do you know my name?"
Bai was stunned, he seemed to really not know.
"Speed Fagrand Storm."
"My name."
"Hiss..." Bai took a breath of cold air, "Is it you?"
Speedster is his title, or his belief, Fagelang is his first name, and Storm is his last name.
The speedster means that he is a priest to the God of Speed, and he is also the highest priest.
Although he knew that there was such a powerful elf in the White Stone Tower, he did not expect that the teacher who had taught him for several years was actually that one.
Because he had never introduced himself, and no elves or other tribesmen had ever told them.
Fagerang seemed to enjoy his shock, or maybe he was trying to cover up his failure. His face changed, and he asked him with a smile, "Then do you know what day it is today?"
"Today?" Bai glanced at the melted snow behind him and at the cold ice water that had not yet drained away. Although he was not a priest and was not familiar with the magic of telling time, he could still combine the changes in the environment with the teacher's words.
Make assumptions.
"Is it the twelfth year since the founding of the Elf Kingdom?"
"Well, that's right, today is the celebration day for the twelfth anniversary of the founding of the Elf Kingdom." Fagerang said.
It has been thirteen years since the first year of the Elven Calendar. March 1st of every year, which is the first day after winter, has become a special festival in the Elf Kingdom.
On this day every year, most tribesmen rush to the main elf city to celebrate freedom and faith under the crown of the woodland.
At this time of year, many professionals will appear one by one at the military parade in the Elf Kingdom.
This is also a major festival alongside December 30, which is the Day of God’s Favor.
As for why March 1 was chosen, it was because on March 1, 2007 in the Elf Calendar, the national boundaries of the Elf Kingdom were clearly defined and the sovereignty of the territory was complete. That is, from that day on, the Elf Kingdom was truly established.
Got up.
"But, is it too late?" Bai whispered, looking at the sun that had risen. At this time, the main elf city would probably start celebrating.
He ran from the Lingdong Mountains. Although he doesn't remember exactly how long he ran, it was definitely a short period of time.
"Have you forgotten what my title is?" Fagerang's tone was a bit proud.
"It's a speedster, it's speed you can't imagine."
Speedster is Fagram's most proud title. As the top priest to the god of speed, his speed is almost unmatched by anyone in the world.
call out--
A bright light seemed to come from the universe, lighting up a series of stars.
A figure that was so blurry that it couldn't be seen pulled out a golden shadow that was tens of meters long. Before many creatures could react, he had already disappeared into the distance.
The mountains, the earth, the swamps, even the thorns, the sea of trees, and the forest plains were all left behind by the blurry figure.
Water splashed on the rivers and streams. Before the water rose to the highest point, the golden figure had already disappeared in the distance.
With a splash, splashes of water fell into the water, startling the little beasts who were drinking from the side, screaming and running around.
Extreme speed, extreme speed, this is the real speed.
Bai's pupils dilated, and he felt countless lights and shadows impacting his eyes, but he could only watch, unable to react at all.
In the last moment, he saw a mountain wall crashing towards him. In the next moment, he saw the mountain wall shrinking under him. It was his instructor who was leading him vertically on the mountain wall.
run.
It was too fast, too fast, so fast that he couldn't even see it. It was completely beyond the range of his sight and brain's processing capabilities.
No wonder druids choose to transform their bodies into elves after becoming official professionals.
It turns out that their own bodies simply cannot take advantage of the professionals.
If the body of a tribesman is a wooden spear, then the body of an elf is equivalent to a delicate and tough iron spear, which is not of the same magnitude at all.
Therefore, there is a saying among the tribesmen who are learning the Druid path, that is, only the body of an elf can fight against the body of an elf.
Otherwise, no amount of formal druids like him would be enough for the teacher to kill him in one go.
He only needed to wipe a knife on their necks while running at top speed, and they would be dead before their bodies could even react.
Although on the surface he is just an ordinary level 16 intermediate woodland druid, in fact, he is a true believer in the God of Speed, his high priest, and can cast nine-ring divine spells.
Under the nine-ring magic, even a 19th-level senior druid may not be able to benefit from him.
Of course, that level 19 druid is just an ordinary druid, not a wall hanging.
Theoretically speaking, using the ten-ring magic can bring out legendary power, but no one has seen it, so they have no say.
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"Σ_(???"∠)vomit..."
The silent environment receded, Bai's ears resumed vibrating, and his hearing returned.
Amidst the excitement and noise around him, the weak-looking halfling was kneeling on the ground miserably, vomiting acidic water with his mouth wide open.
The elf mentor Fagelang on the side used his slender fingers to straighten his hair that was messed up by the wind with great interest, and shook out the clothes that were somewhat deformed in the wind.
"How are you?"
"Look, I spoke very quickly."
Bai shakily tried to stand up from the ground, and gave his teacher a thumbs up with his free left hand.