Encyclopedia of Feanor Continent

Luminous crystals are a special kind of crystals, the output is not low, and the price is not expensive. They can convert the magic power injected by the mage into light. This is undoubtedly the most barrier-free of all magic. One lesson is to light up the glowing crystals with magic.

They were once used as street lamps during the period of magic, and illuminated all the streets and alleys at night through a simple magic network. illumination.

Since there are not many mages now, and there is not so much magic power to waste on such trivial things as "making the crystal shine", more light-emitting crystals are made into decorations such as chandeliers to decorate the rooms of nobles . -- "Encyclopedia of Fei Nuo Continent - Magic"

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On the second day after Evandel left Mikalan on a griffin, Cassandelle, the god of light, finally appeared in the cathedral again. She was still so beautiful and dignified, but her expression was obviously a little tired, and the light on her body was all gone. It's not as bright as it used to be.

"My lord!" Knight Templar Darius fell to his knees excitedly, "You have finally appeared, and I know that waiting is just a test of our faith!"

At this time, dignitaries and mages from various countries are busy with their own affairs. In the cathedral, only some people inside the temple are working, and everyone kneels on the ground. Appear?"

Cassandelle said indifferently: "The demon leaders knew about our plan and united to attack our capital. We paid a heavy price to drive them back."

The Pope raised his head and said in embarrassment: "Mage Evandel has temporarily left here because he has been unable to wait for your trace. We will call him back to open the portal as soon as possible, but I am afraid it will take two or three days."

"No need, it's meaningless to open the portal now, we can't come to the world of Feanor." Cassandelle said, "To make the Titan world burn, at least five immortal-level archmages need to cast spells together. It was done, but the devil's attack at any cost has already cost us two mages, and we can't cast that magic anymore."

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, beyond shock.

If the Protoss can't ignite the Titan World, then even if they move to the dark Feanor world, they will only accelerate their own demise. Since they don't plan to move here, what does the fate of the Feanor World have to do with the Protoss?

Cassandelle said that the Protoss will continue to find other ways, hoping that they will remain optimistic, and then disappear, but who can be optimistic?

After pondering for a long time, the Pope finally spoke: "No one can guarantee that the protoss will find another way in time. We can't wait any longer. We must contact the demons."

Several archbishops did not speak, and Darius sneered: "We all know that gods and demons are mortal enemies. What if the request made by the demons is to burn the god of light and the entire gods to ashes? Those impious people will definitely die in order to survive." Sell ​​your soul without hesitation and bow your knees to the demons, even if the sun rises again, what will we devout believers do, what value does the Church of the God of Light have without the God of Light?"

"At this time, our personal interests, and even the interests of the church are not important." The Pope looked at him seriously, "We must do this."

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After all, Kara was a strong and swift griffin, and in one day, he flew over the distance that would normally take many days to the Moon Creek Forest with Avondel.

The endless night has had a more serious impact on Moon Creek Forest than other places. Looking down from the sky, all the trees have withered and stretched lifeless branches under the moonlight.

Occasionally, one or two small animals were startled by the sound of the griffin's wings, and fled in embarrassment on the uncovered surface. The deer herds that had been seen everywhere were gone, and some carnivorous beasts guarded the bones of the starved moose. Looking at the sky, Evandel knew that it would not be long before they would also kill each other in the famine until they all died.

He looked back with a heavy heart.

As the elf's emissary, Kenathes didn't speak much at the conference, but she would rely on a specially trained owl to keep in touch with Silver Brook City every day. It was through her that Evandel knew that the elves had found some kind of This method can temporarily create a small sun to keep the normal growth of plants in a small area.

Although it is impossible to replace the real sun and bring the whole world back to life, this technology is still of great significance in the dark night that will last for an unknown amount of time. Began to consider the issue of species preservation.

Some plants can be replanted from preserved seeds even if there is no living body left, but those plants that rely on branches and tubers to reproduce offspring will never have a chance to recover if they all die, including some Essential herbs and precious alchemy and magic materials, if nothing is done, many plants recorded in his encyclopedia will become history, and some species will disappear forever in the world before being included by him superior.

There are also animals. The large-scale withering of vegetation will cause large-scale famines in the wild to die of famine. It must be ensured that after everything is restored, there are enough individuals to allow the entire population to recover again.

Before flying to Silver Brook City, Avondel saw the small sun from a distance. It was placed on the tallest ancient tree in the area, surrounded by mirrors to ensure that all the light could be concentrated. Sprinkle on the ground to reduce waste.

Kara landed on a platform in Silverbrook City with ease. As soon as Evandel jumped off the griffin, he couldn't wait to find Arland, the elf king, to ask about the principle of the temporary sun. If possible, he wanted to persuade Arland to put this The technology is shared with humans, so that mages can enclose protected areas in various parts of the continent, preserve species as much as possible, and provide some basic rations for people who are about to face famine.

Arland also understood his reason for coming, and the Elf King sighed sadly, without further explanation: "Come with me."

The feeling of walking from the ground to the illuminated area is like gradually returning to the world before the sun disappeared from this lifeless reality. The fallen plants dotted the ground half-deadly. The further you went in, the more intense the light was. In the small area in the center, the vigorous vitality was enough to make your heart beat faster.

It was as if he was in the rainforest of the Midsummer Islands. From the top of his head to the soles of his feet, there was nowhere that was not full of lively and lively life. All kinds of flowers competed for splendor, wild ducks poked their heads in the tree holes, and insects worked hard beside the fresh leaves that had just been eaten. In twos and threes, antelopes and elks wandered in the crowded forest. On the branches above their heads, two apes of different species were fighting, and nearby elves rushed over and tried to separate them.

The elves are indeed the race closest to nature. The concept of this protected area coincides with Avondel. In this small forest, there are almost no plants that can be propagated by seeds. Many trees are obviously planted Temporarily transplanted, the elves strictly control the number of animals and plants in this area, ensuring that each animal and plant is kept at a level that is just enough for the population to continue, so as not to occupy too much space.

The ancient tree in the center is not so much a tree as it is a tall tower. The elves built a spiral staircase along the huge trunk in a way that least harms the tree itself. From the perspective of exquisiteness, this Clearly not a recent handwriting.

Evandel walked along the stairs for a long time before arriving at the canopy of the tree. Many rooms with various purposes were built among the branches. To see things clearly.

In the highest room, he saw the body of the small sun—a huge luminous crystal.

Luminous crystals are not uncommon. There is one on the top of Evandel's staff, which is basically not used. This thing can convert the mage's magic power into light with the greatest efficiency, but to light up such a large piece of luminous crystal, Even with Avondel's current ability, he couldn't last long.

The reason why this crystal can shine continuously is because there is a big bed under the crystal, on which lies the unconscious Princess Inelia.

As a mage, Evandel can clearly sense that the magic network centered on Inelia is continuously providing energy for the luminous crystal.

"That's what you want to know." Arland the Elf King said feebly.

Evandel asked in shock: "Has she been the sun that has been illuminating this forest, and is she alone?"

"She said that the mana circuit she designed can minimize the loss. If you change someone else, you have to regenerate a different mana circuit. The interruption time is too long, so she has been insisting on lighting up this crystal by herself. , light up ten hours a day, and other mages will use weaker crystals to simulate the transition of morning and dusk." Elf King Arlande's voice was filled with pain, "She has been doing this for more than half a month, just Occasionally wakes up to eat something, mostly delirious."

"Fourteen hours of rest are not enough for her to recover her magic power! Even half of it is not enough!" Evandel looked at Arlande condemningly, his tone agitated, "This is no longer consuming magic power, it is simply consuming her life do you know!"

"I know it, and she knows it herself. She said that you are working hard for the sun to rise again in the distance. If you succeed, she can keep these precious 'seeds' for the recovery of the world in the future. If you fail... Anyway It is also impossible for her to survive alone in a completely dark world."

Evandel was speechless.

"Inelia won't last long...she is my only child, I only hate that I am not a mage, and I can't do this for her." Arland looked old and haggard like never before, he said sadly , "I know that the God of Light has not come, and there is nothing you can do, but I still want to ask you, try your best to find a way to make the sun rise again, and don't let her sacrifice be in vain."

Evandel gritted his teeth, turned his head and walked away.

"Where are you going?" When Arland chased after him, Evandel had already jumped off the top of the tree with a levitation technique, and a voice came from below: "Go find the demons!"

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Kara was very dissatisfied with the decision to fly back after resting for less than two hours. The elf who had been in charge of feeding it tried to persuade her, and packed a lot of moose meat that she liked to eat. He flew up with Evandel on his back.

Evandel used some wind magic to help the griffin fly more easily, otherwise Kara's physical strength would not be able to support such a continuous long-distance flight. Even so, when he finally saw the white city wall of the holy city Mikalan again It's already the second day.

Avondel ignored his exhaustion, and went to the Cathedral of the God of Light to discuss with the Pope about cooperating with the demons after getting off the Griffin.

But as soon as he approached the Cathedral of the God of Light, he found that there was an uneasy atmosphere around him. There were traces of battles everywhere in the corridors and halls. Some bloodstains had not been cleaned in time. People carried it away, and a demon that Avondel had never seen fell on the side.

"What's going on?" Evandel asked in astonishment.

"You're back..." Leicester sat by the table, a mage was healing the wound on his arm, and he pointed his other finger at the demon on the ground, which looked like a squashed sea cucumber , "We were attacked by surprise. When the demon army attacked the city that day, many demons were thrown down, and most of them were killed. Unexpectedly, there is such an invisible demon that has been lurking in the city. Not long ago they As if they had received some order, they suddenly acted together to assassinate some important targets, envoys from several countries were killed, and the pope was seriously injured."

"Where is the Pope?" Evandel asked quickly.

They all knew that Evandel's wound healing technique was the best among mages, and a priest immediately showed him the way and took him to the Pope's residence.

The Pope was lying on the bed with a gray face, surrounded by several priests and bishops, seeing Evandel's questioning gaze, one of the bishops said sadly: "You are late, His Excellency has just returned to the embrace of the God of Light. "

Evandel walked over in disbelief, touched the pope's carotid artery, and opened his eyelids to see that the old man had indeed no signs of life.

"...how could this be?" Evandel murmured.

The bishop explained to him: "The devil has been hiding in the flower bed, it looks exactly like the mound of dirt, the light in the corner is too dark, no one has noticed it for so many days, until it suddenly lifted its outer skin and spit out a bone spur, piercing the earth. It pierced His Holiness the Pope’s chest. Immediately, a mage treated His Holiness the Pope. Although the wound was healed, the blood flowed too much. His Holiness the Pope persisted for several hours, but he still couldn’t make it through.”

As he spoke, several young pastors next to him let out soft sobs, and Cecil was among them. He just lowered his head and remained silent in pain.

Evandel looked at the dead pope motionlessly for a while, until two silent monks came in and began to arrange the remains of the pope, and the mage followed the others out of the room in a daze.

Cecil followed and tugged on Ravendel's sleeve lightly.

Evandel turned to look at him in confusion, but Cecil acted as if he hadn't noticed the mage at all, and walked away with the other priests with his sleeves rolled up and his eyebrows lowered.

Half an hour later, Evandel stopped Cecil in a corner where no one was paying attention: "Do you have something to tell me?"

Cecil looked around: "No one is following you?"

"With Natalie watching, you can rest assured."

"That's good." The little priest raised his head and looked at Evandel, "I'm afraid I can only believe you, Mr. Evandel, His Excellency the Pope was not killed by a demon, but was murdered, I know why It's a bit strange to ask a mage about this, but I still want you to give him justice."