The Witch of Comprehensive Network: From Azeroth to the Classic of Mountains and Seas

"Enchanting twilight..."

The mourner, the soul-mourner, the wise man of mourning, Serafion, looked at the cold arc of light falling from the sky, and sighed with emotion.

The dark elf guard next to him looked at the wise man he was following with some puzzlement.

She turned her head, squinted her eyes, and tried to peer into the sky in front of her.

But never, from this twilight that seems to be no different from ordinary, anything unusual can be glimpsed.

Perhaps, this is the unique talent of the dark wise man?
she thought to herself.

Perhaps for the other guards, keeping silent at this time is always the best choice.

In the cold and long years of this dark region, it is not that there is no great wisdom that tries to trace the great wisdom of the dark.

But the fate of these existences is often not so good.

Perhaps among them, occasionally there will be eye-catching performances.

But in the end, it is inevitable to fall into a cruel and cold ending.

It's like a curse...

Therefore, in this dark realm, a realization gradually arises:
The reason why the dark wise man has such wisdom is because he has suffered from some ancient disaster curse.

Of course, in this kingdom of darkness where power is overwhelmingly determined.

This kind of pure wisdom does not seem to attract too much coveting.

After all, the dark and wise man has to submit to the great and only monarch...

“Have you seen a revelation in destiny?”

The dark elf asked Serafion directly.

She is not an ordinary dark elf, and therefore does not act like an ordinary dark elf.

In some way, she may at some point in the future, after a bloody banquet, completely dominate this dark kingdom.

Therefore, she can be Serafion's bodyguard at this time.

Similarly, it can also be regarded as his current apprentice.

This is a long-standing tradition in this dark kingdom—no matter who is the inheritor of the kingship, he can get a natural year to follow this dark wise man.

Serafion turned his head, his cloudy eyes looked at the dark elf who was hiding ambition and desire, and he didn't speak.

After a long time, Serafion suddenly smiled after the dark elf's furious silence:

"Son, if you can be crowned king before your mother is still in charge of this dark kingdom, maybe everything is not irreparable."

It's all this crooked-sounding useless nonsense again...

Before she was born, her mother had won the final victory from the bloody battle of a dozen of her sisters and crowned her new king.

Since she won't go back to the past, she can't change everything before she was born.

The dark elf snorted coldly in his heart.

In the realm of darkness, of course, there is no such thing as the so-called "harmony between master and student" in the realm of order and light.

She respected this great dark wise man because of his status and wisdom.

Therefore, she was able to tirelessly try to spy on all the details of this dark wise man.

The kingdom of darkness never needs any active teaching and urging—blood and blades will always fill people with inexhaustible motivation...

"Under that great throne, you have dedicated your wisdom and been given the highest praise."

"And why do you seem to be a little... sad?"

The dark elf did not continue the topic.

Instead, she pointed out some of the details she had glimpsed.

Maybe these details were something that Serafion never let her see.

But now, the dark elves didn't pay attention to these things.

Under the rules of the ancient agreement, Serafion needs to answer all the questions of the followers.

No matter how inappropriate, or even crazy, it is.

Serafion had to do that.

Because, that is the promise made by the powerful one and only king...

Of course, no follower will repeat the stupid things that his predecessors did.

The power of this dark wise man is only second to that of the only king.

Among the many sub-ring leaders drawn by the dark stars below, Serafion's power is not that weak.

Serafion didn't answer immediately, but turned his head and looked at the sky again.

After a while, he just said slowly:
"That's not sorrow, child."

It was rare for Serafion to speak to the dark elf in such a tone.

This kind of gentle enough attitude made the dark elf's eyes fixed.

Now she can feel more and more that something is wrong with this dark and wise man today.

What is the reason?

Dark elves don't know.

Obviously judging from the current situation, the other party should be happy.

The One and Only King has shown His supreme favor.

This means that the position of the leader of the opponent's sub-ring will be stronger.

Perhaps in the near future, he will be able to obtain a higher position in that dark monument.

This is already a great achievement unimaginable by countless dark beings.

That is much more enviable than the so-called "ruler of one world"...

Even if that would be directly ordered by the One and Only King.

But don't you need to be restricted if you become the ruler of the dark world?

In the realm of supreme power, absolute wantonness must mean absolute power...

And the Dark Elf could also sense that Serafion might not just be answering his own question.

Maybe it's out of some kind of nostalgia, maybe it's communicating with another image in memory.

At this moment, she seems to be just a not so important additional material carrier.

"I broke free from the famine of the last dark age—that was a long time ago..."

"They're always eager to deny my embarrassing origins, but that's how it should be."

"The gift from that ancient book has completely turned my destiny around."

Serafion continued.

But the dark elf's heart skipped a beat when he heard this.

Ancient books?
She jotted down this important message that she had never heard before.

Perhaps, the secret belonging to the dark wise man is about to be revealed in front of her.

"...I have spent countless long years in countless dark realms."

"Perhaps because of me, they tend to be less peaceful..."

Speaking of this, Serafion paused, as if thinking about some past events.

He looked at the dark elf, and through that immature but intimidating face, he seemed to have glimpsed some dust from the past.

"The curse of that ancient wisdom made me lose a lot."

"This is the price of all that was promised..."

"I will also be the price..."

"Run away, child, I will erase the darkness from you, and you can choose your destiny."

"This is the luck that I have never had - to embrace the mediocrity of light or to sink into the hideous darkness again..."

Serafion suddenly pushed towards the dark elf.

The next moment, the dark elf felt that the world around him was retreating rapidly.

She even penetrates the veil of the world.

And with a glimpse in the chaos, she saw the majestic figure gradually congealing outside the curtain...

But Serafion raised her head and faced everything without fear...