After successfully killing the powerful elemental creature, closing the spatial fissure that connected to the elemental domain, and solving the crisis that the team was facing — at least it seemed to be a crisis — the old mage Modir appeared to be quite excited. The powerful spellcaster who had just cast a dozen or so legendary spells, each of which was as powerful as a naval cannon, held the swordsman's hand tightly. He was as happy as a child.
And the swordsman took a long time to finally confirm that the old mage was not joking with him, and that the praise in his words was not to mock him.
This old man is serious … He is actually serious …
"I …" The swordsman's hands were held tightly by the old man. He subconsciously tried to break free from the old man's grip, but his arms could not move. He could only blush as he tried to break free from the old man's grip. "I didn't help at all just now … It's all because you destroyed that terrible opponent …"
The more the swordsman spoke, the redder his face became. Recalling his' battle experience ', the burly man did not even know how to continue. It seemed that other than being pushed out of the arena in a daze, his greatest feat was being blown up into the air by the shockwave, which more or less made the battle more interesting and entertaining. If he could turn back time, the only thing he wished for was to land on his feet when he fell … How could he say that out loud?
The old mage Modir did not notice the swordsman's awkwardness at all. He continued to hold the swordsman's hand happily, and said rather modestly, "You are too humble, young man. This is not in line with the spirit you should have. We all know how much protection a mage needs in battle. If you were not standing in front of me, I would not have been able to perform so well …"
Beside them, Rolla's expression was blank. At this time, she did not even have the motivation to roll her eyes, but she could not help but mutter in her heart — does this terrible old man really need 'protection'? In the entire battle just now, anyone who could breathe needed more protection than him! Even that flame giant who could not breathe looked pitiful, weak, and helpless …
But she did not dare to say this out loud. She could only choose her words carefully for a long time before carefully saying, "Mr. Modir … I did not expect you to be so powerful. A powerful spellcaster like you actually kept such a low profile before …"
As she spoke, the young huntress tried to deduce the level of this eccentric sorcerer from the series of terrifying spells he had just cast. She believed that he was at least a Senior … or even a Legendary-level sorcerer. However, her status and strength were not that high, and she had never seen a real Legendary-level sorcerer in her life. In fact, she had only come into contact with a few Senior Champions. Modir's strength was like an unfathomable abyss in her eyes. She could not measure his level at all.
So in the end, the only thought in her mind was reverence.
"Is that so?" Modir was stunned after hearing Rolla's words, but then he happily touched his chin (and finally let go of the swordsman's hand). "I don't have any thoughts of keeping a low profile, I'm just doing what I like to do …"
"Powerful people have the right to choose the path they want to take." The Druid in the team couldn't help but sigh. Then, a smile appeared on his face. "No matter what, a powerful spellcaster like you is among us. This is the greatest fortune for all of us. If you are willing to continue to move around in the adventurer's camp, then our safety in Tarlonde will be guaranteed … "
Druil said what was on everyone's mind. Even Rolla, who was a little confused, could not help but secretly agree after hearing this. However, Modir seemed to be reminded of some vague and trivial memories. The old mage frowned, and a trace of confusion appeared in his eyes. At the same time, he softly muttered to himself, "You can't say that … you can't say that … you can't be blindly confident because of your own strength … There will be situations where you can't win, sometimes you just can't win …"
"Mr … Modir?" Rolla noticed that Modir was not in a good state. She immediately stepped forward cautiously and asked in a low voice, "Did you remember something again? Are you okay? "
"Me? Oh, I'm okay, I'm okay. "Modir suddenly woke up from his trance. He blinked hard, and then smiled at Rolla with a trace of gratitude." I'm sorry, I just fell into that trance again. Thank you for calling me out. I'm fine, it's just that some past experiences and lessons came to me vaguely. I seem to have suffered a lot because I believed in my strength too much, and was defeated many times by difficult enemies … Unfortunately, I can't remember the specific details. "
"Even a powerful spellcaster like you can't defeat enemies?" Rolla's eyes widened in astonishment. "And you were defeated … many times?"
Modir gently shook his head. Although his memory was a mess, the accumulated experience of his long life had been deeply engraved in his mind. "There are all kinds of powerful forces in this world. Among the mortals, there are strong people who are far stronger than me. Once those warships and chariots that rely on the power of magic to operate are assembled, no traditional strong person can compete with them. Not to mention those strange life forms that live in other dimensions, and the gods above us … Always being humble and cautious is the key to long-term survival. The great pioneer Gwen Cecil once warned his descendants that blind confidence is the first step to destruction. This is one of the maxims that I most admire in my life. "
Rolla had a thoughtful expression on her face. Even though she had been with Modir for some time now, after witnessing the old mage's true strength and hearing his humble and introspective words, she could not help but feel a lot of new emotions.
Modir's attention quickly shifted elsewhere. The old man, who was passionate about adventure and discovery, looked up, and his eyes fell on the explosion crater that was still rising with shocking heat and filled with all kinds of waste energy. His face quickly showed joy. "Ah, we still have something to check, friends. I thought I accidentally destroyed all the spoils, but it seems that the elemental lord and the spatial fissure have left us some good stuff after destruction. Look at these crystal remnants, do you think they're valuable?"
The attention of the adventurers finally fell back on their 'job'. Rolla and her companions looked at the still scorching land not far away. They saw countless explosion craters and wrinkled, curled rock formations that were bombarded by powerful spells. The remains of the elemental lord were scattered everywhere, and between the unextinguished flames and the cloud-like waste energy, fine crystals shone like gems at the bottom of the crater, stimulating the sight of the adventurers.
…
In the dark tower of the New Agundor city center, Leader Helagol and Speaker Andal sat at a long table and looked at each other. A Dragons warrior who came to report the situation stood before the two leaders, and on the long table between them, there were some fine crystals in boxes.
After a long time, Speaker Andal finally broke the silence. The old black Dragon God had a strange look as his eyes fell on the warrior who reported the situation. "Are you sure? A legendary mage? In the adventurer camp? "
"Yes, it's confirmed. Although we can't conduct a direct 'test' on the human mage, the battlefield management team in charge of the aftermath can conclude that it was at least an all-out attack by a legendary mage," the Dragons warrior replied seriously. "And even among the legendary champions, the mage's strength should be in the upper echelons."
"This is too weird." Andal frowned and turned to Helagol. "How could a legendary champion, and a mage with a very high status in the human world, come to the adventurer camp … And I heard that he signed up for the ship at the port like the other adventurers. Until today, he was just like the others in the camp, helping to flatten the land and build the shield of the town … Have you seen such a thing before?"
"Like you, I don't have much contact with the human race of this civilization. My information comes from the 'patrol records' collected in the Omega network." Helagol shook his head. "But no matter what, this does not look like a normal Legendary champion's mode of action … Could this be some kind of 'hobby' of the mage?"
"If it is a hobby, then it's possible to explain it in any way. Humans are an incredible race, and it's not unusual for them to do anything." Andal shook his head with a strange look. "But the mage claimed that he was a keen adventurer and signed up for this group of adventurers. I … have some doubts about this. Now, the adventurers are not the only way to enter Tarlonde. Isn't it more comfortable to spend more travel expenses and be a traveling scholar than to work in the adventurer camp? "
"If we have the chance, we should find a way to contact the human mage and find out what his purpose is." Helagol nodded. "A powerful spellcaster like him should not be unknown in human society. His name should be in the old Mithril Vault. Unfortunately, our database is destroyed, and most Dragons do not know anything about the Lolun Continent …"
"Let's observe for a few days. We have to be prepared before we contact him. After all, he is a Legendary. By the standards of the human race, he should be a respectable champion. He is an extremely valuable upper combat force in Tarlonde today." Andal pondered for a moment and said slowly, "Let's put this matter aside for now. Now, what I am more concerned about … are these crystals."
His eyes fell on the small box on the table. In the metal box, the fine crystals were emitting a faint glow like some kind of gemstone. Even though they had been cooled for a long time and were placed in a metal container with a magic suppression effect, the elemental power contained in them still escaped from time to time and reflected in Andal and Helagol's senses.
"These are the 'trophies' sent by the Adventurer Management Center. They came from the defeated Elemental Lord and the destroyed elemental rift," Andal said. "High-quality elemental cores, pure and stable. They are valuable industrial raw materials in the old Tarlonde … But this is not the point. The point is the residual magic aura in these cores. Do you feel it, Helagol?"
"Yes, very weak, but it does exist. It is a qualitative change caused by the erosion of magic power. This kind of qualitative change should not occur in the pure elemental domain." Heragol nodded gently, and his expression became serious. "And this is not the first time we have found such traces. Three days ago, a combat team in the north also brought back a small number of condensed cores after closing the elemental fissure that suddenly appeared. There were similar traces of qualitative change in the condensed cores."
"So this cannot be the effect of the Legendary mage's magic," Andal said in a low voice as he reached into the container and took out an elemental core the size of a fingernail. The dark red crystal became active in his hand, and illusory flames and faintly discernible heat began to rise on its surface. But as the old president injected magic into it, the restless energy in the core immediately calmed down, and after a few flickers, it completely turned into a black stone. "The change is from the other side of the rift, the elemental domain … Like you said, there should not be such erosion of magic there."
"Elemental domain, huh …" Helagol said thoughtfully. "It is not just the cores. The frequency of the elemental rifts has increased recently …"
Andal did not speak for a moment. He was deep in thought, thinking about what the residual traces of magic in the cores meant. It was not until half a minute later that he suddenly said, "Helagol, do you feel that the aura of the erosion of magic is a little … familiar?"
There was a flash of seriousness in Helagol's eyes. "Sure enough, you feel it too. At first, I thought it was just an illusion. After all, it was too weak … "
"It is the Deep Blue Well, the kind that is unique to the shallow tributaries and the second to sixth layers of the network," Andal said slowly. "I … am familiar with this thing. You know, before Tarlonde completely sealed it, I was obsessed with tracking the flow of the Deep Blue Well in the depths of this planet, and observed it in its various layers of network for centuries."
Helagol's voice was low. "What do you think it means?"
"… I'm not sure." Andal shook his head. "The pulse flow of the Deep Blue Well runs through the entire planet, and even penetrates many realms from the present world to the Realm of Shadows and then to the Realm of Shadows. Even the Elemental World and the border of the divine realm have the projection of the Deep Blue Well flowing. Its scale is far beyond our imagination. The Dragons have studied the Deep Blue Well, but until the final rebellion happened 1.87 million years ago, we have not been able to fully draw the network model of the Deep Blue Well. So I don't know what is in the deepest part of this huge magic flow system, let alone its complete operating pattern.
"But there is one thing I know. Under normal circumstances, the pulse flow of the Deep Blue Well flows in an orderly manner. As part of the original structure of this planet, it will never change its' path, 'let alone suddenly leak and leave so many traces of erosion in the Elemental Lords and the elemental fissures. At least in the past 1.87 million years, this has never changed."
"It has changed," Helagol reminded. "According to the information we recently got from the Theocratic Council, 700 years ago, a god who protected the Lolun Continent detonated the 'exit' of the Deep Blue Well in the present world to resist the Demonic Tide. The big explosion changed the way the Deep Blue Well flows in the present world. This should be the only change in the past million years."
Andal nodded gently, his eyes lingering on the fine elemental cores in the container for a long time.
"… Will it blow up again?"
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