Encyclopedia of Feanor Continent

Avondell stood up abruptly, and walked out without explaining anything.

"Hey! Where are you going?" Phils hurriedly followed, leaving those magic apprentices looking at each other in blank dismay, either leaving or staying.

By the time Phils chased him out of the door, Avondel had already mounted the inn's horse and was heading towards the portal outside the city as fast as he could.

He kept urging the horse all the way, sweating all the way, hoping to catch up, but it was too late when he came to the wilderness, and he could see from a distance that the portal had been closed, leaving only the invalid The magic spar was still floating in mid-air in vain.

The guards outside the refugee area stopped him: "What are you doing? Horse riding is not allowed here! Ah...it's you, what's the matter?"

"When did the portal close?" Evandel asked eagerly.

"just now……"

"Where is the devil Idarus, did he really go to Titan World?"

"I went two days ago, what happened?"

Evandel was not in the mood to explain, turned his horse and ran back.

He was still late, the stable channel connecting the two worlds had been closed, and now if he wanted to go to Titan World, he would have to use some desperate methods.

And what's worse, he doesn't know how long the magic that ignites the world of Titans will take to cast. Every second from now, the world of Titans may start to burn.

He only hated himself for not telling Palos earlier that he had changed his mind. At that time, he was in pain and weak, and he still had resentment towards the culprit in his heart, thinking that the kid deserved Palos for a few more days, but who could Thinking of that brainless person actually doing such a thing?

Avondel did not go back to the city, but rode his horse to a deserted wilderness, because what happened next must not be seen by anyone, especially those in the holy city of Mikalan, otherwise they might be killed. to unnecessary interference.

He unleashes bats to keep watch nearby, then opens his backpack and takes out Festantis' skull.

The lich's body got stuck in the mouth of the bag again. As soon as he started to complain, Evandel put the bag on the ground and began to draw a magic circle on the ground against time.

"What's the matter?" Festantis was still in the storage space with half of his body, and he didn't climb out, just lying on the ground with his chin propped on his knuckle hand and watching Avondel busy.

Evandel explained while busy: "I have to use the teleportation magic we discussed before to go to Titan World, and I need your help!"

"But that magic is only theoretically feasible, and we haven't verified it. Last time I took the risk of using an unproven magic and almost killed myself. What's wrong with you so you can't think about it?"

Evandel said eagerly: "I know this is risky, but I have to do this, help me maintain the stability of the mana circuit, please!"

"I don't want it." Festantis said lazily, "Titan World is about to burn, are you teleporting there now to turn yourself into a roast chicken? I don't want to go crazy with you unless you can Come up with a reason enough to convince me."

At this critical juncture, the lich's waywardness almost made Evandel want to go crazy, but in order to improve the success rate of this magic, he had to patiently explain to the other party: "I have to bring someone back, my Lover, otherwise I will regret it for the rest of my life."

The Lich scratched his scalpless skull, and commented indifferently: "Ah, love is indeed something that makes people passionate and uncontrollable, but I think you should still consider whether he is worth the risk for you." Dangerous, the knowledge in your head is hard to come by, it would be a pity if you are unlucky and let this kind of thing fall on you."

"I know, but I have to go!" Evandel said firmly, "If you don't help me, I have to complete this magic by myself."

"Okay, well, who hasn't been crazy a few times when they were young?" The Lich shook his head angrily, and crawled out of the bag.

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The strength of Twilight Fort is famous throughout the Titan world. After all the cities fell, it is not without reason that the demons can rely on this last capital for so many years. Cassandelle agreed to the whole family to go to the territory of the demons. This point - when the two tribes have withdrawn from the Titan world one after another, relying on the fortifications of Fort Twilight, only a few mages left to operate those ancient magic weapons, plus a few soldiers, are enough to resist the madness of the demon army Counterattacked - at least for a while, until they finished the magic that set the titan world on fire.

Palos has led the soldiers to defend the city for two days. The number of demons he has killed is too many to count, but the enemies are like a tide.

The offensive of demons has never been so crazy, because it is also a battle of life and death for them. If the magic is completed, none of the demons will survive, so the demon leaders are attacking desperately, wishing to kill all the demons in one breath. They all rushed to the top of the city, and the corpses were piled up several meters high under the city wall. The demons as dense as ants were turned into ashes under the bombardment of the magic weapons, but more demons would fill the vacancy immediately.

A messenger ran to the top of the city. Palos had just killed a hammer-tailed demon who had climbed up the city wall, panting and asked loudly, "Is the portal closed?"

The messenger said nervously, "It was closed just now!"

"Okay, hurry up and inform the archmages that it's time to activate the magic!" Palos loudly encouraged the soldiers around who were still fighting desperately: "Everyone hold on, victory is close at hand!"

Knowing that the end point is death, the soldiers still burst into cheers and resisted the enemy's attack with redoubled enthusiasm. Only a few of them stayed voluntarily, and most of the victims were determined by lottery, and had to obey orders to complete the trip A suicidal move, but when they found their most respected king standing by their side fighting alongside them, morale took a turn for the worse.

The crazy offensive has lasted for several days, but the last short period of time still seemed extremely long. Suddenly, an abnormal magic wave made the mages present nervous, and quickly warned others: "Be careful, someone used teleportation magic, over there!"

They thought it was a demon who had mastered magic and planned to teleport behind the line of defense, so that he could directly enter the barrier to attack the archmages who were casting spells. There are very few magic demons, but it is not impossible. Palos hurried from the original A few more soldiers were mobilized from the stretched defense line, and they turned their heads to guard against the demon that might appear at any time.

But what appeared there was not a demon, but Evandel.

At that moment, Palos thought that he missed Avandell so much that he had hallucinations, and then the mage started to cough because of the stale air in this world, and before Palos figured out the situation, he had already stepped forward Go and pat the mage on the back to help him calm down.

Evandel is very angry now.

On the way here, countless words of swearing swirled in his heart. If it wasn't for time constraints, he really wished he could grab Palos and scold him for an hour before he met him, but when he really saw Palos, all he could think of was One thought remained - great, he's still alive.

And Palos looked more angry than him, and was shocked, even with a little panic, his tone was as if he was going to quarrel with the mage: "How did you come here?! Do you know that there will soon be Turned into another sun, how can you come?!"

It was the first time that Palos spoke to Evandel so loudly, and the mage's eyes narrowed dangerously: "Being a devil is really different, and you dare to yell at me."

"Don't change the subject!" Having said that, Palos's momentum has obviously weakened, and Evandel didn't come here to quarrel with him. He took out the materials and began to draw the picture of returning to Feanor's world on the ground against time. Magic Circle: "How much time is left before it starts burning?"

Palos had already sent the other soldiers back to the line of defense. He looked back at the direction of the palace worriedly: "The magic circle should have been activated, and it will take about 10 minutes to recharge."

"It should be too late..." Evandel accelerated the speed of his men.

Palos hesitated, but couldn't help asking: "Why are you here? It's too risky."

"I know it's dangerous, but I have to come and take you back." Evandel said angrily, "I'll die if I disagree with you, don't you think you're great?"

"I'm not here to die, someone needs to defend here..."

"Is there a difference?" Evandel interrupted him without raising his head.

Palos stopped talking, and after a while of silence, he said sadly: "You were in such pain at the time, and when I thought that it was because of me that I made you suffer... I felt that my sins would never be repaid."

If it weren't for being too busy, Evandel almost wanted to sigh with his forehead: "So you think you can pay it off by simply dying? Do you know that I would rather suffer severe pain to heal that scar, It’s just so that I won’t be hurt again in the future. I’m trying to forget the hurt in the past and try to be with you again, but what about you? You ran here to die after being wronged. If I got the news later, wouldn’t it be Regret for life?"

Hearing that Evandel still wanted to reconcile with him, Palos felt as if he had been struck by lightning. The surprise came so suddenly that he could hardly believe his ears: "But... but your attitude at that time , I thought you would never forgive me..."

"I was in so much pain at that time, you can't expect me to be kind and gentle to you, the culprit, right?"

The author has something to say: Today is Phils =w=

The black-skinned thief is the funny guy in the team. It seems that his combat effectiveness is not very good. In fact, he is quite good at assassination. It's just that in this team, which is either a frontal or a mage, his assassination skills don't show much. room.

This character is inspired by the assassin Zewan in the game "Dragon Age: Origins". He is dark, unattractive, mean-spirited and unscrupulous, but I don't know why it is unexpectedly cute. Like me, I have always been fine with thief-type characters. The people I love have been turned over by cuteness. I set up such a role at that time, and even wrote a hard disk article with him as the protagonist when I had to abandon the pit within [-] words. Of course, I have already cheated. After all, I The love for thieves is still not strong enough and not durable enough, and since such a life experience is set, it is doomed that his view of love should be the type that sleeps as long as he wants to sleep and sleeps a few times without losing money, although the protagonist is not going to be successful , the supporting role can still be a part =w=

Firth's camp is neutral evil. No matter in the underground labyrinth or after he came to the world above the ground, he is still relatively well-behaved on the surface, but he doesn't know what he is planning in private.He is the only evil faction in the team. This does not mean that he must kill and set fire at any time, nor will he necessarily betray his friends, but that when he does things, he always puts his own interests first, no matter his loyalty to the mage or his teammates. The concern is not out of virtue and goodwill, but because it is more beneficial to him. When interests are involved, he can kill innocent people indiscriminately without mercy. This is the way for an assassin to survive.