Encyclopedia of Feanor Continent

During the first cataclysm, the gates of hell opened, gods and demons used the human world as a battlefield, and the war that lasted for a hundred years made the mortal creatures miserable.

Until Sharma, the god of war, led the mediocre mortals to repel the demons and close the gates to heaven and hell.Because of this, she couldn't return to the God Realm, and stayed in the human world forever, losing her eternal lifespan and most of her power.

During her more than 500 years of ruling the world, she left more than a dozen descendants with her mortal companions. The first "second generation of gods" lived a long life, some lived for more than 1000 years, and their life span was almost comparable to that of elves. It is also mixed with humans, elves, and various mortal races. After hundreds of generations, Sharma's bloodline has been so thin that it is no different from mortals. Later wars and disasters also caused most of the descendants of the gods to be scattered among the people without a trace. can be found.Chances are that the lame blacksmith next door to you, the waitress at your hotel, the old woman selling fish at the morning market, is one of Sharma's offspring without ever discovering it themselves.

But there are also very few lucky ones who will have a rare mutation, and suddenly find that they will not age when they become adults, and have the same longevity as the second generation of gods.This mutation occurs completely randomly among Sharma's offspring, and so far no relationship has been found between the probability of the mutation occurring and the closeness of the blood.This kind of long-lived people is called "Sharku people", which means the descendants of gods and immortal people. ——"Feino Continent Encyclopedia · Humanoid Creatures"

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Until he returned to his tent, Palos was still thinking about the encyclopedia. Even though Evandel was a mage, he was still very happy to see the author who wrote the encyclopedia, and even showed a rare smile .

Little did they know that in the eyes of another Templar, Basil, the smile on his face was simply dazzling.

When Palos was about to sit down and rest, Basil said in a nonchalant manner: "What are you doing so close to the mage, forgetting what your mentor told us?"

Palos said in his heart, "Here we go again." This is not the first time that Basil has troubled him. He didn't want to have a conflict with Basil in this environment, so he replied patiently: "I picked up his manuscript, take it to Just give it back to him."

"Yeah, by the way, we chatted happily for a while, made a friend, and were deeply fascinated by the handsomeness and demeanor of the other party. Do you think he is different from those bad mages outside?"

"What do you mean!" The other party was so aggressive, Palos was a little angry, "He is a free mage who has passed the trial, an expert in ancient languages ​​hired by the church at a high price, not an apprentice who must be closely guarded. The mentor said Don't have any personal friendship with him, but it's not that we treat him like a prisoner and a plague, you'd better be polite."

"You started to speak for him so soon. Could it be that you are so obsessed with him that you blush when you mention him?" Basil was also very angry today, and his words were full of malice, "Yeah, the more you Things that are taboo are more exciting, he is not only a mage but also a man, you must always be fantasizing about him kissing you with gentle lips, stroking your whole body with his slender fingers, and..."

"You're enough!" Palos pushed Basil away, and it was fine to insult him, but he even insulted Avandel, he couldn't bear it anymore.

Their movement attracted the Templar Commander Kent who was taking care of the wounded: "What's going on?"

Basil was still a little afraid of Kent's majesty: "...I'm just reminding him to abide by the teachings."

Kent looked at Palos.

Palos took a deep breath to control his emotions: "He said some inappropriate nonsense."

"What time is it now? Completing the mission is the top priority. Let go of your personal grievances. I will deal with you when I go back." Kent glared at Basil. He knew his disciples. Palos never lied. To say "inappropriate", it must be that Basil said something so outrageous that Palos' face turned red with anger.

Basil walked away resentfully, and Kent patted Palos on the shoulder: "Calm down, too, now is not the time for us to have internal disputes."

Palos nodded, and he could feel the burning temperature on his cheeks himself, knowing that he must be blushing again.

He particularly hated his physique that would blush when he was angry, shy, embarrassed, or excited, but he was born with it, and there was nothing he could do about it.

Palos's personality is not weak, but he is very thin-skinned. When he is excited, he will show his face. His complexion is relatively fair. Even if his skin peels off during training, he can't get dark. Sometimes he is teased by his colleagues as "shy" Little girl", although he has become a leader among the younger generation of the Knights Templar with his talent and hard work, he is still inevitably ridiculed and ridiculed because of this characteristic.

It was not surprising that Basil would target him. Although Palos and Basil belonged to different troops, they had crossed paths before this trip.

That was already six years ago. At that time, 17-year-old Palos was still a trainee Templar. In addition to his skills, there are also five contests with other trainee Templar knights. If you win more than three games, you can become a regular. If you lose, you can only wait for the next year.

The opponents of the competition are determined by lottery, and who they meet depends on luck. After all, in the eyes of the church, luck is also an important symbol of God's favor.

When Palos faced Basil, he had already played two games and won both games, but Basil won two games and lost two games.

Judging from the performance of the two, Basil, who was 21 years old at the time, might not be able to beat Palos, who was only 17 years old.

Basil's mentor said or bribed the referee, and the two hinted to Palos that they hoped that he would let Basil win in the next contest.After all, Palos still has two chances in the future. With his strength, it should not be difficult to win at least one victory. Even if he loses the next two games, he is still young, and there is nothing to lose if he waits another year, but Basil is already 21 years old. Well, if he loses today's contest again, he will become a 22-year-old apprentice knight, which will undoubtedly cause Basil to be ridiculed a lot, and will also embarrass his mentor.

Palos understood what they meant, but instead of following them, he beat Basil mercilessly.

Cheating is wrong, no matter what the reason is, wrong is wrong, if there is no substantive evidence other than suggestive words, Palos even thinks that he should report this obvious violation to stop the Templars' assessment The wind of malpractice.

Palos insisted on his principles, and knew that Basil would definitely hate him in the future. Sure enough, when they met again in this mission, Basil didn't give him a good face, especially recently, probably after a long stay. In the dark underground labyrinth, everyone was under a lot of psychological pressure, and Basil seemed particularly anxious, and his attitude towards him became more and more excessive.

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As a prisoner, Phils always stayed in the corner very low-key, and never resisted the rude pushing and beating of some mercenaries. He seemed extremely obedient, but in fact, he grew his ears with extraordinary hearing every day , Collecting information beneficial to oneself.

After several days of eavesdropping, he has roughly grasped some information, and he has also confirmed that the mage is the best thigh-holding candidate he can find in this team.

The mage is often mentioned in the daily chats of the mercenaries. Phils knew that Avondel's age was not as young as he seemed. In fact, the mage was already over 200 years old. Purebred humans, but a special group of people called "Sharku people". Due to some reasons that he does not know, this kind of people can live as long as elves even though they are humans.

Maybe it's because he lived longer than other human beings. Avondel is a powerful mage. No mage can destroy the world anymore. Now, the destructive power of one trebuchet can exceed that of the most powerful mage. If one can't do it, then two, no more.

The strength of Avondel is mainly reflected in his rich knowledge and combat experience. There are also mages among the dark elves, but the mages Fils has seen can only rub fireballs without thinking, and they will run out of magic power after just a few swipes. , or release lightning that is not as lethal and accurate as a crossbow bolt.If it weren't for the natural talent of mages, it would be impossible to think about it. It is estimated that no one is willing to learn magic now.

But Evandel is different. He is very good at using simple small magic to change the situation of the whole battle, such as using a strengthened light spell to blind the dark elf's eyes.And knowledge is also his magic weapon for victory. In the last battle, if he hadn't understood the nest-protecting characteristics of starback spiders and burned the spider's nest to disintegrate the spider's will to fight, I'm afraid this team would have to pay even more. casualties.

In Phils' eyes, these are signs of strength.

He wants to escape from the pursuit of the "Blood Spider" and live another life, which can only be realized by relying on someone who is strong enough. Out of some intuition that he can't explain clearly, he decides to bet his fate on this place. Not at all like a mage's mage.

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Recently, Evandel's sleep condition has become worse and worse. When he finally fell asleep, his familiar bat Natalie flew back to the camp, landed on his face, flapped its wings and screamed, insisting on killing him. He wakes up.

Evandel frowned, slapped the bat away, and muttered irritably: "What a trouble."

After sitting up with difficulty, he hung his head in a daze for a long time before he got up weakly.

Herris, the mercenary captain who was guarding the "night", asked, "Do you want to go to the bathroom? I'll ask two people to follow you."

"Call everyone up." Evandel said with a gloomy face, "There are dark elf assassins approaching us."

When the dark elf assassins of "Blood Spider" followed the trail and approached this group of people, before they had time to discuss how to sneak attack, they saw a red light spot floating towards them from the corner of the passage.

They looked at this floating spot of light in surprise, thinking it was just an unburned spark, but the spot of light, which was weaker than a firefly, suddenly exploded, bursting out with violent glare.

Evandel did it again, and it was a time-tested trick against creatures like dark elves who could see things in complete darkness but couldn't stand strong light.

The pain from the burnt eyes caused the dark elf to scream, and the mercenaries and Templars rushed forward to fight the incoming assassins.However, due to the narrow and tortuous passage, many dark elves walking behind were not blinded by the strong light, and the battle did not quickly turn into a one-sided massacre like last time.

Phils said that the "Blood Spiders" were the most professional assassin organization in the underground labyrinth, and it didn't seem like he was bragging. Even though these dark elves failed to sneak attack successfully, they still had amazing fighting power. They were extremely tall. Agility, tacit cooperation, and fighting methods are significantly different from those of humans on the surface, which puts a lot of pressure on the mercenaries.

During the melee, a dark elf assassin took the opportunity to throw a dagger at Phils, and Phils quickly picked it up and cut off the leather rope that bound him.

The mercenary captain Herris was the first to notice that the captive had escaped. He wanted to rush over and kill the black-skinned liar he had long wanted to kill, but he saw Phils coming behind a dark elf assassin. , while the dark elf assassin was defenseless against him, he stabbed the dagger into the opponent's back.

This move surprised both sides. The assassins cursed words like "traitor" in Dark Elven language, but Fiers didn't care. He grabbed the dead man's short knife and launched an attack on the next Dark Elf.

Unlike the mercenaries from the surface, he was very familiar with the combat methods of the "Blood Spider" assassins, and even many of them were trained by him. Most of the assassins he targeted could not survive a minute.

Evandel also changed from the previous style of wanting to lay out a napkin to sit down and make tea to watch. He had a stinky face, and all kinds of offensive magic hit the target for free, and the hot fireball hit the dark elf assassin. Explodes, piercing the enemy's body with sharp icicles, freezing their veins.

The Templars who were protecting him felt a little shivering down their spines. Before, they always thought that he was a mage who was a bit willful but had a good temper. Today, they had a new understanding of his aura.