Staring at the all-too-familiar handsome face in the crystal ball, Meredith felt a little warmer in her heart, and her ears quietly turned red. The female mage secretly held her hands tangled under the crystal ball and rubbed them slowly. .
It seems that I haven’t held hands with Lester for a long time...
Not knowing the little moves and thoughts of the female mage, Lester continued.
"Meredith, remember, any magical power is nothing before the power of runes. The power of runes is the original power at the beginning of the creation of this world. Even magic was born from the laws of runes. things on
If you go to Demacia, you will become a real mortal. There is the grave of all spellcasters, and as long as you reveal your identity as a mage, Demacia's forbidden demon guards will arrest you without hesitation. When you're locked up in a dungeon, they won't listen to any of your excuses. Unless a big shot grabs you, you'll never get out.
Before going to Demacia, you must first be prepared to become a mortal, and then completely forget that you are a mage. If you do these two things, I agree with you to go to Demacia. "
Looking sweetly at the man chattering into the crystal ball, Meredith nodded gently.
"After you do these two things, I will arrange a suitable identity for you and bring you some good guards..."
"Lester, no need, I have to take a step before the law enforcement team sets off. It's too late...
Don't worry, I have already made a false identity. I will go to Demacia as a female geomorphology scholar for the purpose of investigating the geographical situation. Demacia will not be too harsh on people with skills. "
Nodding, the man stopped trying to dissuade him. The two stared at each other through the crystal ball for a few seconds and said goodbye to each other.
The crystal ball dimmed, Lester leaned on the sofa and slowly closed his eyes.
"Idiot, sooner or later you have to let me wipe your ass."
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The continent of Shurima, located in the south of Valoran, has become a war-torn land divided by warlords after the ancient Shurima Empire fell apart.
Desert scavengers, sand bandits, horse bandits, rioters, warlords, lords, sand people, big businessmen, foreign explorers, free mercenary groups, sand beast bandits, murderous fugitives, ancient empire resurrection legions, adventure Home……
Just listing the messy force names is enough to waste two entire sheets of fine Shurima hemp paper.
But no matter how chaotic, no matter how domineering and ruthless the forces are, there is still a place where they feel fear.
That is a sacred place that no one in Shurima dares to offend. It is the highest place in Rune Continent, reaching directly under the starry sky and the residence of the gods.
In the legend of Shurima, the highest peak is not desolate. Some climbers claim that under the starry sky, among the illusory mirages, there is a huge city made of gold and silver, and there is the beautiful heaven. There are countless powerful celestial mages and divine warriors living there, possessing power unimaginable by mortals. Every hundred years, a chosen person will reach the top and be blessed by the divine power.
Countless Rakkor pilgrims, or travelers who want to gain divine revelation and divine power, will end their lives on the jagged and rugged peaks.
The middle section and above of the giant peak are not as static as ordinary mountain peaks. Perhaps Mount Targon was a creation of the gods from the beginning. The mountain body of Mount Targon has never stopped changing. The only thing that remains unchanged is the difficulty, snow, cold, and ruggedness on the climb. , precipitous climbs, ethereal ghosts, and even unwilling souls who died on the road will become obstacles that cut off the climbers' last chance of survival.
Some people regard obstacles as invincible roadblocks, while others regard obstacles as an experience to improve themselves. For the Rakkor people who voluntarily serve the gods on the peak, both the bravest and the cowardly need to set themselves on a journey of almost death. Return. The warrior will return with full glory, and the best outcome for a coward is to die on the way to becoming a warrior, because neither the Moon Sect nor the Sun Sect will like a useless person who is good for nothing.
Halfway up the mountainside of Mount Targon, a staggering figure was slowly moving forward.
Whenever I think back to my mother's disappointed look, the girl wearing a long animal skin dress and holding a wooden spear has a little more strength to move forward, even though this endless climbing road is less than a thousand meters.
The good night has fallen, and the moon on Mount Targon seems to be falling from the sky. The increasingly harsh and dead cold wind blows in the face, cutting into the rough and frostbitten skin, like a steel knife scraping bones, greedy The ground was peeling away heat and vitality, and the pain in her body reminded the girl of the desperate cry that Earpock made when her mother stabbed Earpock's throat with a spear...
Maybe I should just howl and die?
Her hands and feet have turned purple, her body temperature has dropped rapidly, the snowflakes in the sky are getting bigger and bigger, and the steep mountain road has begun to narrow. On the snow cliffs on both sides, there are several cold and hard protrusions. The Rakor girl knows , this is the predecessor who died on the road of climbing, and he may become the next watcher standing on the mountain, quietly waiting for the next person to die in the trial.
"Ooooooo~oooooooo~"
The girl was stunned for a moment. Something terrible was howling before her, right in front of her.
Holding the wooden spear in her hand tightly, the girl didn't know whether she would die in the cold or the sharp teeth of wolves. Perhaps there would be a terrifying ghost waiting for her in the darkness. She only knew that she had to On this cliff with no way back, keep walking.
After struggling through the most dangerous section of the narrow cliff covered with snowflakes, the girl began to sigh that she was so lucky that she didn't miss a step. However, she was not yet relieved. A new trial road appeared in front of her, and the terrain became It was open, and although the sky was strangely no longer filled with snowflakes, the girl knew that a pack of wolves was ahead.
"Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh"
A short and sharp sound came from the mountain road around the corner again. The girl cautiously held the wooden spear used as a trekking pole in front of her and slowed down her pace.
The emergence of something that can scare even the wild wolves of the Holy Peak is not a good thing for him.
"Hi hi hi~"
Five green-eyed gray wolves came panicking from the mountain road. The girl was thinking about whether she could kill one of them with a wooden spear before she died, but she found that the gray wolf passed by without looking back. Take yourself seriously.
There is no doubt that these gray wolves are hungry, which can make hungry gray wolves forget about the piece of fat in their mouths. What terrible and deadly thing is waiting for them ahead?
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Gritting her teeth and taking stiff steps, the girl used a wooden spear to support her body and continued to move forward. She had just walked a few dozen meters when she saw that she was about to reach the corner of the mountain road when another miserable howling wolf appeared in front of her, unable to be seen. The tall mountain at the end blocks it.
The girl finally frowned.
"What on earth is it?" chapter
