Arcane Lord

　　 In order for the pioneering movement to proceed smoothly and to set off a wave of pioneering sweeping the entire empire, what Xiya needs to pay is not just a little bit, but continuous investment.

　　 Running the second plane is a long-term plan, she can't wait that long, and handing the Green Field to Gustav was originally in her plan.

　　 Now sent in advance, it is nothing more than offsetting the favor owed by the teacher, but the other party must pay nothing less.

　　 Otherwise, just to solve the problem of Doreson, how could it be worth a habitable second plane!

　　 This is also the tacit understanding between the seven towers that has continued for hundreds of years.

　　 Watching the teacher leave, Xia turned and walked towards the inside-a secret room sealed off by various powerful spells. The furnishings here are extremely simple.

　　 Except for a elven-style armchair, there is only an unfinished altar. There is a statue on the altar, which is somewhat similar to Xiya.

　　How to reach the realm of gods is what Xia has been thinking about. There is no detailed principle discussion in the wizard's plan to ascend God, but since the implementation of the plan, Xia also has some own understanding.

　　 Sit down on the chair, a thought flashed through Xia's mind, and the elf would enjoy it!

　　 But this thought was quickly thrown out of her mind, looking at her own statue on the altar, Xia closed her eyes and meditated, and realized that this was not the process of ascension given by the elf.

　　 But Shia thinks this is very important for her to understand the source of God.

　　 She never believes that the elves are so kind. There must be some kind of trap in the ascension ceremony. It is limited to cognition. She still can't detect it, so she can only be careful and careful.

　　……

　　 Just as Shia was trying to re-understand the ascension ceremony, a big event happened in Comanso in the far east.

　　 In the courtyard of Star Dew, the layout here seems to be holding a banquet, but at this time the elves participating in the banquet have become corpses.

　　 There were no wounds on their elves, their expressions seemed to be enjoying, and even their movements remained the same as they were at the moment of death.

　　 Stand or sit, or raise your hand to pinch the fruit from the suspended fruit tray, or face your relatives and friends next to you, with your lips slightly open.

　　 But the look in his eyes has lost all the look.

　　 The only one, the only one left. His eyes were full of resentment, despair, and puzzlement. His fingers on the table kept shaking, not only because of anger, but also because of fear.

　　 wanted to point to the charming female elf in the corner of the courtyard, but couldn't hold it up.

　　 "Villance, do you really want to be so unfeeling?" Orlando's lips moved, and he uttered these words for a long time.

　　 But his words didn't make Veranser even the slightest move. She pointed at her, and another Veranser appeared out of thin air.

　　 It's just that she had a cold temperament before, but the face of the one who appeared afterwards has a touch of charm.

　　 Orlando was stunned, isn't this the High Mage Veranse he thought he had already surrendered? how--

　　 At this moment, he could no longer restrain the anger in his heart, and pointed to the first Wilanser, "You, you—"

　　 "Imasca's customized version of the anthropomorphic puppet, even me, has a chance to get it. Now, Orlando, make your choice!"

　　 "I, I—" Orlando was speechless for a while, and he finally understood why Loren's great grandfather had let him stay away from Veranse, and the high mages were not an existence he could control.

　　 Indeed, he can't even distinguish whether he is a real person or a puppet, so how to control it!

　　 He also understood a lot of things in an instant, maybe it wasn't that he was in control of the other party, but the other party was in control of him, maybe he fell into a trap early in the morning.

　　 Star Dew Scepter?

　　 Thinking of this, Orlando actually complained about his great grandfather Laurent. Why didn't he send back the complete Stardew Scepter?

　　 Or, why not open the semi-plane secret room of the family treasure for him?

　　 There are also those ancestors before, why do you want to set up the semi-plane secret room to require a key, but also have a strong power?

　　 Although rationally told him that this is because the protection and blockade of the semi-plane secret room are very powerful, this kind of resentment caused by despair has already affected his thinking.

　　 And the resentment reached the limit, and even the fear dissipated a lot. Looking at the Veranser body without the slightest mood swing, Orlando fell into resentment towards Veranser again.

　　 Taking a deep breath, Orlando forced himself to be sane, calculating in his mind crazy how to keep the family going.

　　 "Villaser, let's make a deal!"

　　 "You are not qualified to deal with me!" Veranse decisively refused, "Hand over the plane key! Otherwise, death here is just the beginning, you know I can do it!"

　　 "No, I am qualified!" Orlando gave a sorrowful smile, and he pointed to his head, "As long as I die, you never want to get the plane key."

　　 The plane key is not a specific item, but just a piece of information. Without this unique key, even if it is as strong as an advanced mage, it is impossible to find a semi-plane secret room with a powerful seal.

　　 And when Orlando knew that the incomplete Stardew Scepter could not open the Demiplane Secret Chamber, he decisively destroyed its body.

　　 And when he found it in Veranse, he tried to use the scepter to be destroyed to cover up the past. The corpse in the courtyard witnessed his failure.

　　 But he has one last resort.

　　Looking at the sacred flame on Orlando~www.wuxiahere.com~Villaser frowned. She didn't expect Orlando to be the priest of the Lord God.

　　 With her status as a high-level mage, she naturally doesn't worry about killing a few priests and evil the main god. In a sense, she and the main **** are actually equal.

　　 But a priest who is proficient in magic wants to destroy his soul, but she has nothing to stop her, unless she can reach an agreement with the main **** to deprive Orlando of the sacred power, which is almost impossible to do.

　　 "Speak your terms, but you have to know that at most I just can't get the plane key, and you will lose everything!"

"I know!"

　　Even if he had gained some right to speak by suicide, Orlando was not overwhelmed by it. He knew very well that the existence on the other side might no longer be called a mortal and would not allow him to be too presumptuous.

　　 "I need to keep the Stardew family alive!"

　　 "It's impossible!" Wilanser showed a hint of sarcasm. "All casters must die. This is the bottom line. Let's change the condition!"

　　 Orlando turned pale. If all the casters die, what is left of the Stardew Family is only a matter of time from the complete delisting.

　　 He hates both Veranse’s ruthlessness and his own incompetence. He is about to urge the flames of Holy Power to self-destruct. He suddenly remembered the last words before Luoren’s great grandfather dissipated——

　　 Fenowita was only imprisoned by humans and did not die.

　　 A few days ago, Orlando was busy trying to find a way to open the semi-plane secret room in order to obtain the high power to maintain the family's existence, but ignored the rescue of Fenowita.

　　 Unexpectedly, it has become the key to Fenovita's life.