The Sixth Level of Academy City

——Am I... I shouldn't have come out of that seal... Xal'atath suddenly had an ominous premonition. The last time she had this premonition, her boss collapsed shortly afterwards, and then she was eaten.

"Uh, I may have made a mistake. This doesn't seem to be the world I want to come to. Excuse me."

After speaking, she planned to return to the realm of death.

Luo Fang didn't bother to talk nonsense with her, anyway, he just used this guy to find out the reason why the void lord who was killed by him left Azeroth, and the clues of sister Misaka. The sword of Xalatas Dark Empire, which wiped out the remaining consciousness with the power of Xalatas, stretched out in front of Xalatas, the meaning is obvious-go in!

Xal'atath has a sad face, can you touch the hand that is holding me? !I am very vulnerable now!

She was really afraid that Luo Fang would crush her to death if she was unhappy, because just from that ordinary-looking fel hand, Xal'atath felt the power to seriously injure her in the prime of life.

What monster did I encounter!Xalatas was really about to cry. She didn't cry when her backstage collapsed. She chose to lie in dormancy and the ancient gods were vain; she was beaten by the ancient gods, her followers were cleaned up, and her own body was destroyed When the other ancient gods were devoured and devoured, leaving only a little remnant soul, she didn't cry, she left behind her dark hand, waiting for the day when the other ancient gods died, she could make a comeback and erode Azeroth by herself.

But now she really couldn't stop her tears—this world is a bit too cruel, why is the person who summoned her an out-and-out monster-like powerhouse? !

No way, Xalatas had no choice but to obediently enter the sword of the dark empire that was supposed to be controlled by her.

Luo Fang picked up the sword, hung her around his waist, and put away Frostmourne, "Now I ask, you answer."

"I...what if I can't answer?"

"This sword longs for the soul and flesh of the ancient god, you should know that," Luo Fang said with a smile, narrowing his eyes, "Although you no longer have flesh and blood, I think you also know that your soul should be quite delicious."

Xalatas shuddered, she felt that this was the worst day in her tens of thousands of years of life.

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"That bastard Luo Fang threw us back!" Misaka Mikoto sat angrily on the sofa in the coffee shop, sulking.

"Misaka-senpai, calm down," Saten Ruiko handed over a cup of coffee, hoping to calm down Misaka Mikoto's mood, "It's true, senior, it's always like this."

Misaka Mikoto was about to scold Luo Fang, but suddenly noticed a very beautiful necklace on Saten Saten's neck, "Eh? Saten-san, your necklace...?"

Saten Renko just wanted to say that this was turned into a staff given by a senior, but before she could say it, she suddenly realized that Misaka-senpai's feelings for a senior seemed unusual, didn't she?If I said it was a gift from a senior...

Wow, the scene is extremely bloody, I dare not watch it...

Swallowing, Saten Leizi laughed and said, "Ah, that, this necklace? I bought it from a street stall. It is said that it can enhance my ability!"

"Let me tell you, Saten Renko," Misaka Mikoto poked Saten Saten's forehead helplessly, "this kind of thing is unrealistic, and shouldn't you use that kind of magic now? ability?"

"Ha, ahaha, maybe both abilities will increase!" Saten Ruiko felt as if she couldn't make it up.

Misaka Mikoto lay powerlessly on the table, "Oh, if only I could learn magic too, it looks like it works well..."

When Saten Ruiko heard Misaka Mikoto's words, she blinked her big eyes, and a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind - yes!Didn't Misaka-senpai want a chance to communicate with a senior alone? Hehe, for the sake of teaching me magic and giving me a staff, I, Saten Saten, will let you feel the strength of a top wingman this time!

Ever since, Lai Ye patted his chest and said confidently, "Leave it to me, Misaka-senpai, I guarantee that Senior Yi Yi will definitely teach you!"

"Eh? Eh?!" Misaka Mikoto seemed to realize that her words seemed too purposeful, her face blushed slightly, she covered Saten Renko's mouth, and looked around guiltily, "Saten Classmates, don't talk nonsense, I'm just complaining!"

"Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!" Saten Renko smiled slyly, her eyes were bent like a little fox's.

Chapter 158 Broken Notes

Three days later, in the side hall of the Sunwrath King's Court in Silvermoon City.

"So, you said that you were rescued by a white-haired human mage while being chased by a troll's demigod?"

Alleria half-kneeled in front of the graceful elf man, lowered her head and replied, "Yes, Your Highness Anasterian."

Anastarian frowned and paced the room, "It shouldn't be... How can humans be magical? Could it be the descendants of those ancient rune mages? Windrunner, are you sure he is a human?"

"Although it's a bit different from those humans living in the north, at least the appearance is roughly similar, but..." Alleria hesitated.

"Just what?" Anasterian asked.

"I can't feel the similar aura of humans from him," Alleria said after organizing her thoughts, "and there is a very strange cat beside him, the cat's aura is unpredictable, it seems to exist for a while It doesn't exist again."

Anasterian chewed on the meaning of Alleria's words, and suddenly he stood motionless as if struck by lightning.He lost his mind for a while, and then waved his hand to signal the other guards and courtiers to retreat first, leaving Aurelia alone.

"Your Highness?" Alleria didn't understand why the guards should avoid suspicion.

Anasterian pondered, "Windrunner, since you have personally experienced this matter, then I will not hide anything from you."

"Please also express your Highness."

"Father is old, even though his magical power has long been unfathomable, we have lost eternal life after all, and time is no longer our ally..." Anasterian sighed, "But we After all, the Sunstrider family has a long history, and in this long history, there has always been a legend passed down from generation to generation."

Alleria has already realized the meaning of the future Sun King's words. The human she met this time has a great possibility to be related to this legend.

With a move of Anasterian's right hand, an ancient magic book flew over from the bookcase beside it, and landed gently on his hand. Under the traction of the magic power, the pages of the book were carefully drawn by Anasterian. Flipping it open, "This is an ancient book left over from the ancient times. In fact, it is not a precious magic book. It records some experiences of my great-grandfather, Dath'Remar Sunstrider."

After Alleria heard Dath'Remar's name, she felt a sense of solemnity—it was this pioneer who led the original high elves and today's high elves through the darkest time. Today's Quel'Thalas was opened up on this continent.

"It's no exaggeration to regard great-grandfather as a legend all his life. He once served Queen Azshara, known as the Light of Light, and fought against the oppression of the night elves. In the end, he took risks and left his hometown for the future of his people. , drifted in the endless sea, passed through the dangerous jungle, and finally established the kingdom of Quel'Thalas," Anasterian said calmly, telling the glorious beginning of the Sunstrider family, but behind this glory there are countless Bitter past.

After accepting it, Anasterian continued, "This is my great-grandfather's notebook, which records a lot of unknown past. My grandfather and my father kept this notebook after his great-grandfather passed away. Keep it in mind."

After finishing speaking, Anasterian turned to a page and read softly, "The king fell into the abyss, the heaven and the earth collapsed, the sky was ignited by flames, the tranquility of the lake was shattered, why did the symbol of the curse fall into my hands? Where, ill-fated, ominous pale, hopeless darkness, the call of the demon lord."

Alleria didn't think it was strange when she heard the narrative in this poem. The ancient high elves liked to write this kind of narrative poem to record events, and the content of the poem was not surprising. catastrophe.

"From this poem alone, there is really no way to know anything," Anasterian turned to the next page, swipe his fingers in the void, as if he had broken some seal, and Alleria saw the seal in his hand. Arcane light flashed, and a white ball floated in his hand, "But with this research note from great-grandfather and your description, it made me wonder for the first time whether this legend is true."

"Research notes?"

"I am very confused and anxious. Why did this ball appear in my hand? The palace has long been unsafe. This demon has already targeted me. What should I do?"