How do I break the team invitation from my old enemy?

Lin Wei accepted the sentence.

In fact, at that moment, it seemed as if a cold spear passed through his chest, bringing tearing and freezing pain, which was the function of soul connection, and he knew that the pain he endured at this time was far greater than the pain he conveyed. It is a hundred times more intense to myself.

This made him suddenly in a trance, thinking of the scene of Kungunir piercing through his chest in the hallucination induced by Abel's vine flower in the dead marsh.

Similar scenes magnified his fear, as if fate was grasped by one hand, and everything could be traced.

Blood gushed out, not bright red, but flowing dark gold.

He stretched out his hand towards the wound of the severance, but he didn't dare to move forward. That was where the heart was, and the blow of "blessing" pierced through the heart.

"Why are you hurt? Aren't you an element...you won't get hurt." His voice trembled, wanting to shake the man's shoulders, longing for an affirmative answer.

Juan shook his head.

Sandra desperately wanted to turn her head to look at the situation on her back, but her body was heavy and her peripheral vision could not reach it. Feeling the surging emotions in the connection with the master's soul, she let out an anxious and sad moan. Ming.

Lin Wei wanted to put down Juanyu and let him rely on himself, but saw Juanyu shook his head.

"It's not over yet." His bloodless thin lips kissed Lin Wei's forehead.

The sunlight reflected on his silhouette, which was so breathtakingly beautiful - as if it would disappear from sight in the next moment.

Lin Wei looked over there, watching the goddess confront Adrihiger, but the old man looked at them and gave him a wink.

The magician nodded slightly to him, and he shook Lin Wei's hand back: "Help me."

"Let's resurrect the holy gun."

Lin Wei looked at him silently, as if the image in his eyes would last forever.

He finally said, "Are you leaving me?"

"Sorry." The blood spread on the white robe, almost merging with the golden runes on it, like flowers blooming wantonly.

Lin Wei picked up the magician's left hand and injected spiritual power into his space ring.

Appearing between them was the crystal coffin and the sleeping golden holy spear in the crystal coffin, broken into three pieces.

"The power of the holy gun is his power, and the soul of the holy gun is his soul." Adrihiger said.

Then his strength shall be returned, and his soul shall be returned.

The lid of the coffin was pushed open, and the holy and powerful power released its breath. The beliefs of the dead mages who were wandering in mid-air finally found a harbor and sank into the gun body, making its originally dim body shimmer.

Lin Wei used his own soul to surround the broken soul, guarding it from escaping, leaving the body bit by bit, and entering the crystal coffin.

Originally, the body is the only resting place for the soul in this world, and no soul can leave it.

But Linwei is a psychic, or a psychic who has learned the contract and the great prophecy-these forces together make the transfer of souls possible.

With the entry of the soul, the two fractures of the Holy Lance underwent incredible changes. They lengthened, stretched, and merged, just like a drop of mercury meeting another drop of mercury.

Although the magician's eyes are still clear, he knows that this clearness is about to disappear.

"Take it," he said, "and kill me."

Lin Wei stretched his hands into the crystal coffin, his hands were trembling, and the chill spread all over his body.

He gripped the cool handle of the gun tightly and picked it up—he had never held such a heavy object.

The old man's voice came from behind: "But Your Majesty is not omniscient either. You thought that 'Quiling' was engraved in the city of Callaway, but you didn't know—"

In the north where the cold wind howls, the valley of sharp gold.

The last drop of blood fell from the wrist of the white-robed magician in the magic circle, and five lights lit up in the distance on the mainland.

However, his body gradually became transparent, with blurred edges, turned into dots, and disappeared with the biting cold wind.

He took one last look from the sky at the winding road from the continental world into the valley, and sighed softly, thinking of the woman who trekked here more than ten years ago.

He closed his eyes, lost consciousness, and entered the embrace of immortality.There is no difference in appearance, identity or strength, and it turns into magical elements flying all over the continent, merging with many people who have passed away, and among these people is the one he has missed all these years.

The same sacrifice took place in the floating capital, and the gray-robed old magician emitted a unique burning light around his body. What is different is that there are many complex magic runes looming in the light, which is far away from the five elemental valleys on the mainland. echo.

When his life gradually disappeared, the runes gathered, like meteorites falling from the sky, descending on the head of the goddess, binding her in place, unable to move forward.

Adrihiger took up his words: "But you don't know that he has engraved the most critical magic circle in his body."

Behind the goddess, Longinus pierced Juanyu's chest along the original wound.

The blood finally found where it belonged, and frantically flocked towards the Golden Holy Lance.

An unprecedented light lit up, reflecting the sky brilliantly.

Lin Wei looked at the light, even though it was too hot and hurt his eyes.

It's too bright, he thought blankly, and I can't see him.

He retracted the holy gun, and the feeling of sliding through the flesh was transmitted to his hand through the gun body.

The man finally showed his figure, looking at his red eyes tenderly.

Go there, don't look at it--be good, don't cry.

The voice came through soul communication, and the person in front of him had slowly closed his eyes.

His figure suddenly became unreal.

Lin Wei closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his expression was almost indifferent.

He went forward, picked up the man, put him into the crystal coffin, and closed the coffin lid.

The crystal isolated the elements, and the magician's body did not continue to be illusory.

This person really didn’t have a good place, he talked little, showed no expression, and finally broke his promise. He thought coldly in his heart, only one face can be seen, so let’s stay in the coffin——Eternal Life Don't even think about it.

The black-robed summoner left the dragon's back and stepped into the void. The high-altitude wind blew through his hair, and the holy spear in his hand was still dripping with blood.

The goddess looked down at Adrihiger, who was already powerless: "Unfortunately, this can only restrain me for a moment."

"But it will only take a moment." The corners of the bard's lips curled up, his pale silver pupils were calm, and the expressions of disbelief and panic before him disappeared at all.

The goddess frowned slightly: "What are you laughing at?"

She didn't finish her words, but was replaced by a pause.

She lowered her head, and saw the golden spear point appearing from her chest with a scorching light.

First the tip of the gun, then the body of the gun, and finally the handle.

When the butt of the gun also came out, bright red blood splashed out, staining the solemn robe red.

The goddess turned her head in disbelief, and saw a pair of violet eyes, reflecting her figure indifferently.

—this was the last sight she had ever seen in her life.

Adrihiger's voice seemed to be sighing: "I laugh at you for thinking that without Katanafia, no one can manipulate the soul as they please."

The sun died.

After 1000 years, the war, blood, suffering and struggle of that distant era finally settled down.

Lin Wei stared at the Longinus gun that was gradually dimming, looked around, and saw only a dozen magicians left in the sky, some of them were silent, and some were crying - tears of excitement and sadness.

The crying gradually stopped, and a farewell ceremony was carried out in silence.

In this battle, the wizarding world suffered heavy casualties, but all the enemies died.

I don't know how many years it will be before the world can recover from the loss of so many high-level magicians and great magicians.

The elemental storm sweeping across the entire continent has begun, and the survival of magic is more difficult than before in an environment of thin elements—however, the deepest threat and shadow have dissipated, and what greets them is true freedom—they read from "The Handbook of Time" Learned in middle school, loved freedom for 1000 years.

Adrihiger's face was not at all relaxed. He met Lin Wei's gaze and smiled helplessly.

"How much do you know?" Lin Wei's tone was scrutinizing and questioning coldly: "Kungunier—do you really not know?"

He closed his eyes, and continued: "Old man, and you, give us Kungunir and the contract, and let me learn the great prophecy—you prepared two plans from the beginning, right? What did Daniel get from the old man, and what did the old man ask for—to bring the two of us there?"

Adrisig looked at him, but in the end he only said: "...Sorry."

Lin Wei turned and left without saying a word to him.

Sandra let out a long cry, and circled downward, submerged in the blue light.

This is the busiest summer in the Empire.

The residents of the imperial capital relished what happened during the year: His Majesty Gregory, who had just held a coronation ceremony, sacrificed his life to quell the elemental storm, and His Majesty Beran was crowned.

Before the coronation ceremony could even be officially held, His Majesty Bran immediately took over all the government affairs of the empire. Heralds set off with the army, and the orders from the empire were conveyed to all places one by one. The "Three Days of Silence" came to an end.

The imperial legion, local lords and local governors cooperated to protect the residents from migrating to the center of the mainland, the sanctuary of the kingdom of God, in the shortest possible time.

The empire has unreservedly opened up the treasury accumulated over the years, temporary towns and residences have sprung up, and the speed of gold coins has never been consumed so quickly.The Chancellor of the Exchequer was right when he said that "only war can consume so much wealth." This is indeed a war—a war of man against the whole storm.

During this period of time, all government affairs and trade in the empire were suspended, and all efforts were made to deal with it.Guaranteed by a strong national strength, this matter was completed within one month - using a quarter of the empire's land to accommodate all the people.

Then there was a long period of adjustment. As the emperor's right-hand men, the Thidis family and the Lavis family used the army to maintain the order of the temporary residence, and the other used flexible means to mobilize supplies to protect people's lives as much as possible under the harsh environment. livelihood.

By winter, the empire, which had been reduced to a quarter of its territory, was able to operate smoothly, and the imperial capital, which had suffered the least loss, had returned to its former prosperity.The social season began, and dinners and dances began to be held frequently in the castle. The emperor always treated people with a kind and gentle attitude, and he also attended many such occasions.

Outside the window sill carved with vines and flower branches, the cold wind blows the crushed snow, but inside the window sill is a warm and bright hall. The flames in the fireplace are burning brightly, illuminating the young and beautiful face of the noble lady.

The melodious tune echoed in the hall, and the sorrel-haired Miss Ferdinand pulled the arm of her companion: "Look over there!"

The female companion followed her gaze: "You mean His Majesty? I met His Majesty a few days ago. He is really charming, but he already has a queen..."

"I'm not talking about Your Majesty," Miss Ferdinand blinked mysteriously, "You're from the south, and you don't know—do you think who is talking to Your Majesty?"

The female companion looked at it, and opened her eyes slightly for a while: "Who is he?"

"Master Thedis, the undoubted eldest son, the future Duke of Thedis," Miss Ferdinand whispered in her ear, "I don't know how many unmarried ladies are looking forward to his favor."

The female companion looked at the half-body in the shadow, and murmured: "His eyes, and the way he holds the wine glass—he is really charming."

Miss Ferdinand: "That's right, both appearance and manners are impeccable—and, he has no engagement yet!"

The female companion was pleasantly surprised: "That is to say, among the ladies present, there will be one who will be lucky enough to be his wife in the future?"

"It's hard to say," Miss Ferdinand said, "He didn't take the initiative to invite any lady, and there are rumors that the person he likes is a magician—you have to know, this young master is a magician. The world lived!"

"That……"

"But it doesn't matter," Ferdinand told her: "Father said that our relationship with magic is improving, the first trade has begun, and the magic world has sent a group of magicians to help the empire maintain the 'Kingdom of God'. Maybe it won't be long before the "Contract" will be revised, so no one will question Master Didis' status as a magician."

There are high-backed seats and delicate tables beside the warm fireplace, and the crystal wine glass is half filled with the light red liquid.

Bolan raised his glass: "A little bit of crimson flower juice is added to it, which is said to have a slight hallucinogenic effect, which will make people feel very happy - this is popular in the imperial capital recently."

He watched the dark-haired young noble opposite pick up the wine glass, raised his head slightly, and swallowed the wine, but his expression did not change at all.

"I don't feel it." Lin Wei shook his head lightly.

"You're the only one I've ever seen who didn't respond." There was a smile in Bran's eyes.

Lin Wei seemed to be smiling, but the smile was very weak.A small long-necked crystal bottle suddenly appeared in his hand. The liquid contained in it was extremely light green. If one didn't distinguish it carefully, it seemed to be filled with transparent water.He opened the cap and poured a drop into Berland's wine glass: "Try this."

Bran took it and took a sip.

With just one sip, he closed his eyes, took a deep breath, opened them after a long time, and looked at Lin Wei: "Where did you get this kind of thing—it's like crimson flower juice concentrated thousands of times. "

Lin Wei added a few drops to his cup, shook it lightly, and drank it, but he still showed no other expression, as if nothing had happened: "Actually, this is another drink that has been diluted thousands of times. something."

"What would have such an effect?"

"Abel's Heart," Lin Wei said indifferently, "a fruit brought by the magical world. After being extremely diluted, it has many effects, such as hallucinations, pain relief and hypnosis, but if it is more concentrated, it will be highly poisonous."

Bolan looked at the liquid in the glass, as if he wanted to take another sip, but Lin Wei took the glass away from his hand and replaced it with a new one.

"You can't drink any more," said the black-haired nobleman, "you will become addicted."

Bolan's cup was empty, and he looked at him with a helpless smile: "In the entire imperial capital, only you dare to treat me like this now."

"The laws of the empire are not valid for me for the time being." Lin Wei lowered his head and sipped the wine in his glass, and said, "Besides, Your Majesty does not dislike having a friend."

Bran poured wine for himself, and the two chatted in this corner, as if they had been friends for many years.

"You should think about your own marriage." The crystal wine glasses collided lightly and made a crisp sound. It was obvious that Bo Lan saw the admiring eyes of the noble ladies quietly cast on Lin Wei.

Lin Wei didn't answer him.

The dance hall was extremely lively, but there was a brief desertion in this corner.

"Don't talk about that," Berland looked towards the audience, "I heard that you have been learning the harp for the past six months."

"Yes." Lin Wei replied, "I just finished studying yesterday."

Without waiting for Bran to speak, he continued, "I want to say goodbye to you."

"Goodbye?"

"Go to a far away place, and leave tonight."

Bran did not hold him back, but only confirmed: "Where must I go?"

Lin Wei nodded.

"Then I wish you all the best," Berland said, "When will you be back?"

"I'm not sure," the firelight reflected the side face of the black-haired nobleman, casting flickering light and shadows, and he said calmly, "Maybe he won't be able to come back."

When the show was over, the snow suddenly became heavier.

The servant put on a black cloak for Lin Wei to keep out the cold. He came to the desolate garden and stepped on the path of the rose garden. The dead branches of the roses in winter were covered with a layer of fine snow.He stopped, raised his head slightly, and looked at the snowflakes falling from the sky, caressing his forehead.

Seeing this scene through the window, Bran suddenly felt a bit of emptiness and loneliness.

The next day, a resident of the imperial capital swore that he saw a giant black beast soaring into the sky on a snowy night, passing through the "Kingdom of God" where people lived, and headed north.