At night, a car was speeding on the road leading to Fort Landing.
Rendell came from the Bridge of the Other Bank, not only using spells, but also using modern means of transportation, which can be described as a two-pronged approach.
However, even so, it was the third morning when the Wizard Emperor and his party arrived at Landing Castle.
Without shyness, Rendell walked in from the front hall of the bar.
The first floor is still a mess after a noisy night.
The waiter at the bar turned a blind eye to Rendell who walked in, while the bartender directly motioned to Rendell to go upstairs.
Nodding at the leader of the remnant soldier, Rendell walked steadily up to the second floor of the bar.
It was empty here, even colder than the first floor after the hustle and bustle, only one person was sitting there holding a wine glass, or...waiting for his arrival.
"John, long time no see!"
After Rendell saw the other person's face, a bright smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"haven't seen you for a long time!"
Old John held the wine glass and raised it high, as if celebrating the reunion of the two parties.
If it wasn't because of the etiquette between wizards and they were not fond of hugging, Old John would definitely give the other party a big hug; of course, it was more because of the other party's body.
"Are you still overdrawing your life?"
After Old John took a closer look at his friend again, his brows frowned.
"something is inevitable, and I always want to take the initiative..."
Rendell shrugged as he said, a wry smile appeared on his face.
"Tsk!"
Old John took a sip of his wine and didn't comment too much.
Because, he doesn't know how to say it is correct, or... such things don't need to be evaluated at all.
"Let's go. Some big people have been waiting for a long time—maybe they can help you with your situation!"
After drinking the wine in the glass in one gulp, Old John lightly threw the quilt in his hand to the bar. The cup covered a distance of about ten feet and landed firmly on the bar counter.
"Still so in control!"
Rendell praised it like this. Then, he subconsciously asked, "Is it because of these big men that you brought me from the Bridge to the Other Shore?"
"certainly!"
While walking underground, Old John nodded.
And Lendell's face was full of doubts.
After all, there are definitely not many people who can be called big shots by Old John, and even fewer are related to him.
therefore. Full of doubts, Rendell walked into the newly opened fourth underground floor of the bar.
And here, the wizard emperor and his party, who had already received the news, were sitting in two rows on chairs, still according to the seating order of the Supreme Hall.
It's just that, behind Abigail and Sull, there is another chair, which is slightly higher than the ground and wider.
'The Great' Delpa is sitting in it.
Rendell looked at the people in front of him and rubbed his eyes subconsciously. Looking again, after confirming that he was not seeing hallucinations, the chief wizard of the Wizard's Hand couldn't help but frowned at Old John. Said: "My old friend, if this is a joke, it is really not funny!"
As the chief figure of the Wizard's Hand, Rendell has of course seen portraits of wizard emperors, and even a portrait of the 'Great Emperor' Delpa.
Although these people in front of him are exactly the same as the description, Rendell doesn't think it's true.
Because, whether it is the 'Great Emperor' Delpa. Or the wizard emperors, they have already fallen. Just like the Floating Void City in history, all of them fell. Not a single sham.
"This isn't a joke! Before... I've been through some unimaginable things—well, Abigail, tell me! I'm not the right fit for the role!"
Old John said with a solemn expression, then hesitated for a moment, did not continue to speak, but handed everything over to Abigail; after all, the identity of the other party's wizard emperor is more suitable, and the other party can also Let his buddy confirm it is correct.
"Rendall?"
Abigail asked.
"Yes!"
Rendell hesitated, but, as a kind-hearted elder, even in the face of these clumsy liars, he still has a lot of tolerance.
Maybe they just want to make me happy, after all, I'm running out of time!
Thinking of this fact, Rendell completely relaxed.
Obviously, he had some beautiful misunderstandings.
And Abigail will never allow such a misunderstanding to exist, he raised his arm, and with extremely meticulous control—a way that neither breaks the 'time' package, but also transmits power, he transfers some vitality The seeds were put into Rendell's body.
Suddenly, Rendell's expression changed.
"This this… "
He was a little overwhelmed.
"Astrology itself is a skill that relies on the 'power of faith'. Before it can achieve true immortality without strength, any divination depends on vitality. Therefore, in the heyday of the wizard dynasty, there will be an astrologer who will become a wizard. The emperor's reward—replacing the consumption of one's own vitality with the seed of life... Although it's a bit late, it can still make up for it!"
Abigail said lightly.
For Abigail, the power of the same system allows him to see what's going on in Rendell's body at a glance.
Moreover, because of the strength of the same system, Abigail also knows how to make up for Rendell's shortcomings.
After a pause, Abigail continued.
"You have reached your current level with incomplete strength, which is enough to prove your extraordinaryness—I hope you can continue to serve as an astrologer! Although this is a position where honor outweighs real power, this is the greatest compensation I can give you … After all, our time is long over!"
"You, are you really His Majesty Abigail?"
Feeling the changes in his body, Rendell was a little uncertain.
He was sure that he would not be mistaken for that kind of majestic vitality, and the similarity in power made it easy for him to absorb this power. Without the slightest stagnation.
Being able to have such a powerful force, and the power system is so similar.
Except for those dead wizard emperors. Rendell really can't imagine who else can reach this level.
"Um!"
Abigail nodded.
"But you are not the King of Swords..."
Rendell asked subconsciously, but. Before the words were finished, Abigail looked at Old John with burning eyes, and said, "Although I really want to compete with him, but with the existence of Ye, such a rivalry is destined to be Indistinguishable!"
"John is the king of swords?! You disappeared because you went to a thousand years ago?"
Rendell is worthy of being the chief wizard of the wizard's hand, and he also has the blood of an astrologer. In just an instant, he guessed a general situation.
"Yes, Ward and I both went there, and Ye Qi and his partner did the same!"
Old John nodded.
"So which one is Ye? The hermit?"
Rendell guessed.
"he?"
Old John's face became a little weird.
"Ye is on our side—the sixteenth truly recognized wizard emperor: Dragonborn Emperor!"
Abigail didn't wait for Old John to answer, and said directly.
"Emperor Dragonborn?! Wait, let me clear my mind..."
Even Lendell couldn't help being startled when he heard such news, and subconsciously stood there in a daze.
And Abigail didn't rush, just waited.
The same is true for Old John, who knows the news well. It takes time to digest.
Fortunately, their time at this moment is definitely not short.
…
Just when Rendell met with the wizard emperors, Ye Qi once again came to the underground of Lorant.
The underground world after a thousand years. It is no different from the underground world thousands of years ago.
It was still so dark and dull, and killings existed all the time.
The only thing that has changed is that the population is getting sparser!
At least the 'tunnel caravans' that could be seen everywhere a thousand years ago are gone, and the ruins of several city-states that were originally remembered are not even left.
Everything about the underground world in Ye Qi's memory has almost lost the slightest connection.
It was like seeing Calco before.
Both Boleta and Simi failed the test. They stayed there, and with the first city destruction of Calco, they died in the charge in the battle with the underground creatures.
And more underground creatures. The same died at the hands of the wizards.
Subterranean creatures like Hildrin and Fu Jin who had a little relationship with Ye Qi left the battlefield early and hid in Betasha's place. Then, we went to Godez together.
perhaps. This is the only place where Ye Qi feels a little comfortable.
As for the rest
Isn't that what he came here for
The perception is released, and the number of different powerful fluctuations in the underground world is locked.
After Ye Qi confirmed the target, he appeared there in an instant—
This is a temple!
The Temple of the Dark Maiden!
The radiance belonging to the gods shrouded the entire temple, and then, the radiance brought light to the entire city-state. The drows and dwarves here faced everything with a more friendly attitude.
Even facing Ye Qi who suddenly appeared, he didn't draw his sword.
However, the necessary inquiries are indispensable—
"Surface people, explain your purpose!"
A leading drow asked like this.
"I'm looking for Tan Rui'er!"
Ye Qi, who originally wanted to go straight in, stopped in the face of such an inquiry, and answered in a tone that fit the other party's etiquette.
"Tan Ruier?!"
The leader Drow was taken aback. As the chief guard of the temple, she had never heard of this name.
However, the bell that suddenly rang from the temple behind her interrupted her thinking—
Clang, clang, clang...
Under the loud bell, an elegant voice rang out.
"Welcome again, Lord of the Sky, King of Gods, God of God..."
ps I'm so tired, I can't lift my energy all over my body!
Decadence must go to bed early!
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