Encyclopedia of Feanor Continent

Mages have always been considered a group that has nothing to do with "piety", because after systematically studying magic, they generally accept the idea that there are higher-level existences than "gods" in this world. Even the gods can't defy it, that's the "law", the law is the iron rule of this world, just like a camel can't go through the eye of a needle, like heavy things will fall to the ground before light ones, like everything that lives must die , an irregular, random and chaotic world cannot exist, and even God must act within the rules.

Ordinary people only have an insignificant little corner of prying into the law, but they still benefit a lot from it. Even the ignorant people know how to use the law to survive, and the smart people will use the law to improve their lives. -- "Encyclopedia of Fei Nuo Continent - Magic"

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Palos looked in one direction, and Evandel also looked in the past, only to see a hand sticking out from under the pile of bricks and stones.

"I tried... I can't move the huge boulder above." Palos said with some sadness.

Evandel moved over with his injured leg, and carefully touched the wrist of that hand: "...there is no pulse, let's go."

"Alkay also..."

"Stop talking." Evandel's injured leg was unconscious from the knee down. He tried to stand up while leaning on the cave wall, and said with a calm voice that seemed to be numb, "Everyone living in this world Every day, we are facing the risk of death, especially those who come out to take risks like us, but as long as there is still a breath, we must find a way to survive."

Palos went to support him: "It seems that there is no other exit except for the place where it collapsed. What should we do?"

"I don't know what to do." Evandel said with his head down, "I have lost my magic, and the knowledge I know is completely useless here. I don't know who the person whose hands resemble yours is. Why? There was a breathing sound for a while, and then it stopped. I don’t know what kind of creature the monster that attacked us belonged to. Why did it live in the maze? We haven’t kicked anything on the ground this way, no bones, no excrement, such a big creature, What does it rely on to maintain the energy it needs for its activities? There is no trace of mucus or corrosion left on the brick wall. When it approaches, there is no sound, no smell, no vibration on the ground, and no air currents. It’s not reasonable to let people as strong as Geer and Daya disappear quietly.”

"Evandel..." Palos knew that the mage was very broken now. He understood the feeling. Avandel, who had always believed that everything had rules to follow, suddenly came to such a place, and felt that his entire outlook on life had been subverted. He also felt it before. He tried to say some words of encouragement to cheer up the other party, but suddenly a severed hand fell in front of them.

That hand had slender phalanges, obviously from the elves, and the section was corroded to a bloody mess. As the severed hand fell, a large lump of mucus also dripped down.

Palos raised his head, and in the darkness above them, the huge mouthparts of the monster had been vaguely revealed. He quickly pulled Evandel to hide, and Evandel had only time to grab it. A handful of glowing mushrooms.

Like a slug, the monster slowly wriggled its huge meaty body, and squeezed into the underground cave bit by bit through the breach.

Palos could only climb up a crack in the stone with Evandel on his back. I don't know how this slanted crack was formed. The deeper it went, the narrower it became. Now we can only hope that the monster's body If it is too big to squeeze in, it will always give up.

But his last hope also came to nothing. The monster's body was like an octopus without bones, and it squeezed itself in bit by bit through the cracks in the stone.

"...It seems that we are really going to die here." Evandel lay on Palos' back, looking at the narrower and narrower gap in front of him through the little light from the mushroom.

Palos was still carrying him to climb into a narrower place, and said while climbing: "Do you still remember, when we were in the big chasm, I grabbed the rope and climbed down, and you also lay on my back like this?" On my back, there is a mist of undead all around. At that time, you asked me if I had a similar nightmare. I was surrounded by endless darkness, and I could only see a small cliff in front of me. I knew that the cliff had no end, but I could only keep going. Continue to climb on the ground, and you still ask me if I am afraid, maybe we will just climb down like this and go all the way to hell."

"Really..." Evandel didn't quite remember these details, and only got some impressions after being reminded by Palos, "I was just trying to scare you."

"I know you're trying to scare me deliberately, but I was thinking at the time, as long as I'm with you, I'm not afraid of hell."

In such a desperate situation, Evandel actually laughed: "Did you start obsessing with me so early?"

"Let's not talk about infatuation. At that time, I didn't know my feelings for you. I just felt that when I was with you, it was always very reassuring. No matter what kind of adversity, you will always have a way to deal with it."

"But this time I really can't help it." Evandel held Palos's hand tightly.

He has been tirelessly pursuing knowledge and power, not only because he is eager to learn, but also because he believes that everything in this world has its own laws to follow. The more laws he masters, the more comfortable he will be when encountering things. One day he suddenly came to a world with no rules to follow.

Everything here is irrational, everything is irregular, but it still exists. Could it be that the stable and regular world they lived in before was just a coincidence?

Instead, Palos comforted him and said: "It's okay, as you said, each of us is facing the risk of death every minute, and I don't know where our souls will go after death, but at least in At the last moment, we were together."

Palos grabbed the mage's finger and pressed it to his face, and said with some nostalgia: "It's a pity that we still have too little time to spend together. It would be great if I could meet you earlier."

Evandel didn't speak, he suddenly wanted to look at Palos' face again, but unfortunately the shimmering light from the mushroom could only make him see a little outline.

As a lucky person who lives far longer than humans, he always felt that there was more time in the past, but everything will come to an end in a blink of an eye. From the end of summer to the beginning of winter, he and Palos have only known each other for a few months. The employment of the church has not noticed that the time of this "one of the Templars" is included, and it does not exceed half a year.

During this period, he didn't have any bad things for Palos, and sometimes he even thought about believing Palos' promise to "be together for a long time", but he really didn't cherish the time they spent together.

They have climbed to the narrow position where only one person can be stuck sideways inside, but the monster is still squeezing in, as if such a huge body is completely made of liquid, Palos tried his best to squeeze Evandelce In the narrower gap, he staggered and pulled out his sword, even if he was going to be eaten, he had to stab it a few times before he died, maybe the monster would eat him and he would be full, no I will continue to dig Avandel hidden in the depths.

Evandel hugged him tightly from behind, and the mage was on the verge of a nervous breakdown: "Don't leave me, I don't want to struggle alone in this terrifying place."

The monster's tentacles were already close at hand, and Palos said with a sigh: "I'm sorry..."

As he spoke, he gritted his teeth, forced Avondel's fingers to push him away, clenched the hilt of his sword, and rushed towards the monster diagonally below.

Although Paros has never struggled against some of Avandell's strong behaviors on weekdays, his strength is indeed much greater than that of a mage. Avondell can't stop him at all. Nothing could be illuminated, and he could only hear the sound of Palos fighting the monster in the darkness.

Evandel covered his ears, trying to block out those sounds-the screams that were suppressed after opening, the muffled sound of flesh being chewed, and the sticky friction sound made by the monster wriggling.

He who had lost his power turned out to be the last one to die, but this was not a good thing, he could only watch his teammates being killed one by one, and the torment of fear deepened layer by layer, as if there would never be stop.

The monster tried to squeeze deeper into the rock to catch the mage, but its huge body finally cracked the rock formation, a sudden collapse occurred around it, and Evandel fell down.

He woke up after being dizzy for a while, and found that the monster was not far away, and many fallen boulders were buried on its body. Only a few tentacles of the monster were still twitching outside, but Evandel was lucky again. survived.

There was fire seeping out from the opening on the top, and a distant voice said, "What's going on?"

Another voice said, "It seems to be coming from here, let's go down and have a look."

Evandel dragged his injured leg and sat up against the stone, waiting for them to approach. Those people finally climbed down the breach. They were a few Templars in full armor, and the leader was the famous mage stalker. Rafazi.

"Yo, look who this is?" Rafarzi whistled triumphantly.

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For the sake of safety, Avondel, who had lost his strength, was locked by magic shackles, stuffed in a prison cart and transported to the holy city of Mikalan. Rafazi rode a horse and followed the bumpy prison cart, saying proudly : "Unexpectedly, you fell into my hands in the end. Are you feeling very lonely now, and feeling the impermanence of fate?"

Evandel just propped his forehead and closed his eyes to think, ignoring him at all.

"Don't you want to talk? It's okay. I have countless ways to get you to talk when we get to the trial court." Rafaqi turned the horsewhip in his hand, "Maybe I can tell you some of our methods on the way, so as to avoid the journey. Boring, right?"

Evandel said irritably: "Shut up, I'm thinking about how to break this illusion."

"Illusion?" Rafazi snorted, "What are you talking about?"

"I've already figured it out. Everything in the world has rules to follow. This is an unchanging iron rule. If everything that happens in a place makes no sense at all, it can only mean that it is actually a dream, right? , Lord of Nightmares?" Evandel looked at Rafazi calmly, "The previous dreams that were easy to decipher were just a cover, but in fact this is your real trump card. You have been making me feel pain all the time. And fear, draw strength from it, and the plot of Rafazi and the trial court suddenly appeared, is it also to prolong the time of fear and pain? After all, in the dream, you can't kill us directly, you can only use the superimposed fear and pain to weaken or drive us mad."