When Jianxiu came to the Western Fantasy Continent

Watching the knight going away, Leopold hesitated for a moment, then turned to look at the black-robed mage beside him, "Are you really going to the Santani ruins in the Purgatory Desert?"

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"If the deserted people are not lying, there is a Lich King living in the Purgatory Desert." The gray-robed mage frowned in confusion, "But liches have always been taboo on the mainland, and no good camp will let them go easily." A lich. So they generally hide in the coldest and darkest corners, using heavy necromancy to protect their real bodies. They can survive for hundreds of years in the scorching desert of purgatory, leading a party, but there is no mage Knowing this, the story itself is bizarrely illogical."

Hong Ming thought for a moment, then asked back, "You once said that prophecy spells don't work for me."

"That's right, any level of prophecy can't work on you." The gray-robed mage replied firmly, "Maybe it's because all other spells work on elemental energy, world laws, or the body and soul of creatures, and only prophecy The magic involves truth and destiny. But your world is too different from Oren. The truth you understand and the destiny you bear are not under the control of the gods at all, so the divination magic will not have any effect on you , even your dark elf servant can escape the law of fate."

"I'm just a cultivator who is well-versed, and I can escape the constraints of your spells before I have reached the alchemy. The alchemy tripod that fell into the ancient capital of the sun is the natal magic weapon of the ancient true immortals of our family. The power contained in it is incomparable. If you There is really an evil spirit who has controlled Dan Ding through a different method, and the magic that comes to this world will also be ineffective against him."

"In that case, it makes some sense..." Leopold stroked his beard and pondered slowly.

"Wait, so, isn't the gray robe helpless against that Lich?" San interrupted suddenly, "This is a Lich King who controls tens of thousands of undead warriors, no matter whether he is really with that Lich or not." What kind of artifact is involved, you have only two Dafa, and one is directly half disabled, isn't it too risky to go deep into the Purgatory Desert like this?"

"Ha!" The gray robe sneered disdainfully, "It's just a lich, if you know where his phylactery is, you can kill him immediately."

"My respected master of prophecy, can you still predict the location of this lich's phylactery?" the dark elf asked maliciously.

"you!"

"This is all for the last part." After interrupting the dispute between the two, Hong Ming asserted, "Even if you can't find the Danding, you still need to go to the desert to find out. Listen to what you said, the lich is a powerful evil, relying on The method of soul refining detains the dead souls and mutilates the living beings, so how can you turn a blind eye to such evil spirits and heretics!"

Hearing this, the dark elf and the gray-robed mage looked at each other.Leopold shrugged his shoulders and smiled, "That's right, such an interesting Necromancer, it's okay to go and have a look. Even if we really can't beat it, can't we still run away, it's just a lich, I don't believe him All the subjects and servants know how to fly."

Realizing that he really couldn't stop the two people's presumptuous behavior, Sarn adjusted his expression subtly, and continued to speak to Hong Ming, "Then do we really want to bring the desert remnants? These guys don't have much strength, and they probably won't be able to do so on the battlefield." a burden."

"It's just a few people, I can still protect them."

Seeing the extremely indifferent expression of the black-robed mage, San suppressed the contradiction in his heart.He found that the longer he spent with this other world mage, the more chaotic the rules and ideas he firmly believed in became.He is a dark elf. Although he has defected from his homeland and abandoned everything in the past, he is still a dark elf.In his life, there has never been a war that was not for profit. Conspiracy, power, ambition, betrayal and intrigue are the only truths in the world.Even when they came to the surface, other races still continue to fight with each other like this. The thieves' guild's fight is for profit, and the national war between duchies is for profit. Even the holy war in the Temple of Light is just to pull out the gods. A battle of faith waged by slogans.This is the general rule of the entire Oren continent, and it is the world rule that any sensible adult should understand.But this Lord Hongming in front of him overturned everything he used to know. He actually said that the gods are not immortal, that good and evil should not be determined by species, and that he is not evil—a dark elf, and Not evil—now, he has to offend the temple for a group of desert deserters, and even go on an expedition to crusade against an unpredictable Lich King.San felt that what he had heard and seen today was too much, far beyond what he could comprehend.But under the indifferent expression of the black-robed mage, he finally lowered his head.He didn't understand this crazy mage, maybe he didn't want to understand at all, he was just, he was just a little curious.

"Follow your will." With a deep bow, the dark elf slowly backed away and retreated into his own darkness.

Looking up at the sky, Hong Ming breathed in slowly, closed his eyes again, and settled his breath.

They talked for too long... Standing anxiously by the edge of the woods, Carlos stared at the dense forest in the distance.The moon has crossed the zenith and is slowly setting towards the west.In the far east, a smear of red penetrated through layers of night, illuminating a corner of the sky.Day and night are slowly turning over, but the darkness before dawn is intensified by this ray of light.They have been talking all night, every minute, every hour, Carlos' inner anxiety is increasing, he is afraid that his best friend will fall into a dangerous trap, he is afraid that he will be tortured by unimaginable mind, and he is afraid that he will be tortured by the evil magic. Losing my true self... "I should go with him, even if I lose my life." Carlos thought angrily, and his nails involuntarily dug into the bark at hand.

Suddenly, he saw that familiar figure, stepping out from the darkness step by step, walking towards him firmly through the night, through the shadows, through the endless darkness.The golden hair shone brightly in the rising sun, and the fair skin was coated with a hazy halo under the light of the flames.Avar is like a real son of the sun, exuding indescribable brilliance, walking out of the infinite darkness, and walking in front of him step by step.

At this moment, Carlos admitted that he was at a loss. He froze in place as if he had never seen the young man in front of him.This is not the close friend who has been with him for 25 years, nor is it the painful leader who is shackled by faith and responsibility. This night seems to have wiped away some heavy and hazy things in him, allowing his soul to emit an unprecedented light. Color, let his sharp double-edged sword reproduce the golden light.Carlos felt that something was stuck in his throat, and everything he wanted to ask was tightly blocked, and a panic surged in his heart.

Avar didn't notice Carlos' gaffe, and walked quickly to his best friend, and he spoke calmly. "Carlos, I want to follow the black-robed mage to Santani's hometown deep in the desert."

"What did you say?!" Carlos grabbed his shoulder in shock, "You...what did those evil mages do to you? That's the territory of the Lich King, why would you want to go back there?! You It looks..." You look different from the past... Carlos didn't say these words, he suddenly found himself afraid to tell the change of his best friend, it seemed that as long as he broke through this, he would lose something forever.

Avar shook his head lightly, "They didn't do anything. They just told me the truth of some facts. I finally understand what I am shouldering." He paused, looking directly at himself with blue eyes The only best friend, "I want to go with them to our homeland, Santani. This is my duty and obligation, and it is also the common duty and obligation of countless generations of Phoenix Knights' leaders."

"But they are just a group of evil mages, they..."

"They are not." Aval replied firmly. "I trust them, at least that black robe. He didn't deceive me, nor did he control me, he just...he just told me the truth."

"What truth? What did he tell you?!"

At this moment, Avar was silent.Of course he feels the anxiety and urgency of his friend, but this secret, this truth...contradictions and pains are churning in his heart, of course he can trust his best friend, but...but this is not the truth that others should know.Avar silently closed his eyes, covering all the struggles beneath them, and when he opened them again, his eyes regained their spotless brightness. "I know the secret of the Lich King. The black robe will help us and save our homeland."

It's not true... In an instant, Carlos understood that it was not true, at least not all of it.For the first time, his best friend who had nothing to hide from him, kept something from him.But in his eyes, Carlos could not see any entanglement, any compulsion, any possible guilt.His eyes are as bright as the clearest sky, without a trace of haze.

Carlos felt that his body temperature was slowly getting lower, and a bone-chilling chill spread from his fingertips. "You don't change your decision."

"I do not know."

"Then, take me there, I am also familiar with the Purgatory Desert, I can help you..."

"No." Avar shook his head firmly, "Only me, only me."

"You can't..." Carlos felt his fingers tremble, he stretched out his hand gently, and stroked his best friend's cheek with his cold fingertips, "You shouldn't..."

A warm hand grabbed his cold fingertips, Avar slightly tilted his head, and pressed against his palm. "Remember what I said a long time ago? I will be the best merchant and bring hope to the tribe. And you will be our patriarch. Only you can lead them, protect them, and lead them with sword and sword. They returned to our hometown."

No... Carlos felt his throat was blocked. It was never me who led them, and my sword should only be wielded for you.But looking at the veiled smile on Avar's lips, everything was stuck on his lips.

The sun slowly rose from the east, and the light dispelled the boundless darkness. Under the sunlight, that figure was so firm and beautiful that Carlos could no longer restrain himself and hugged Avar tightly, but he seemed to have lost him .They finally walked out of the desert of purgatory, out of the place that took the lives of countless people, but now, the person he trusted the most had to leave him and return to that terrible furnace.Carlos closed his eyes, he knew that he could not stop his captain, his best friend.This is a dream that only belongs to Avar, and it is the glory he longs for.Carlos tightened his arms and hugged the man in his arms even tighter.

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The author has something to say: According to the system settings of Dungeons and Dragons, spells are divided into 8 categories. If you simply distinguish them, the protection system (Abjur), the conjuration system (Conj), the evocation system (Evoc), and the transformation system (Trans). Four types involve elemental energy and physical laws. Ench and Illus are aimed at the body and mind. Necro, as the name suggests, is aimed at the soul. Only Div involves all kinds of true knowledge. (For example, being proficient in language to see through disguises, etc.) And it is closely related to luck... Uh, to be honest, I am not very thorough in the rules of the D&D system, so I can understand it roughly like this.Also because prophecy spells cannot be cast on the Taoist priest, the current communication mode is still: the Taoist priest and the drow have a blood bond connection, and can communicate by relying on the mind and consciousness (that is, the two people's words can be communicated without language or writing). If you can understand each other, you can directly translate according to the mode you can understand. If you can’t understand the rules beyond your own world, you need to communicate further).The gray robe establishes a spiritual connection with Drow, and can communicate directly with Drow, and then understand what the Taoist priest said through Drow.So at present, the Daoist is still talking about the Chinese template when writing the text, but what other people hear is the mainland Chinese language translated by Zhuoer, and it is better to use Zhuoer as a translator (hey, wait until the Taoist master learns the common language, this question should be solved) It can be solved... Orz and the phylactery of the Lich are considered as the place where the soul resides. If the phylactery is not destroyed, the Lich will live forever. Otherwise, if the phylactery is destroyed, the Lich will die. Lich is not very scary, but this time the situation is slightly special.