Journey of the Infinite Wizard

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Although the elves gathered together, they tried their best to support the magic barrier that defended the city. However, compared with this doomsday flood, the power of this enchantment is still not enough. The entire splendid and magnificent city, surrounded by the great flood, is like a lonely building, which may be completely overturned at any time. The same is true for the opened magic barrier.

The torrential rain falling from the sky, the rising water level, and the great flood that continued to increase in power. All these, with the passage of time, the power is constantly increasing, and it is in an endless state.

And the elves, in these hundreds of years, have developed a unique magic civilization. However, their level of cultural background is still shallow, and it is already a rare thing to be able to support themselves under the threat of the great flood until now, and they are proud of it. To this day, the elves are only lingering on their last days, and the resources they reserve have been gradually exhausted as the power of the flood increases.

At that time, once the magic barrier protecting the city dissipates, the entire city will be completely swallowed by a flood. At that time, no matter how strong the elves built the city and how unique and advanced civilization they developed, they would all be wiped out after a great flood!

Faced with this critical juncture of life and death, the elf mages who had only grown up for a few hundred years gathered together. They spent a long time, forgetting to eat and sleep, surrounding the entire city, arranging magic circles on every node of the city. And in the following time, the elf mages constantly checked the magic nodes located in various parts of the city, made up for loopholes, conducted necessary pre-checks, and so on.

In the end, the elves activated the magic barrier that guarded the city. But at the same time, while the elves were protected by the magic barrier activated by themselves, they also trapped themselves alive in the city protected by the magic barrier.

Because they activated the magic barrier, they successfully survived the moment the flood came. Avoid being like animals in the forest, or humans in other areas, because of the great flood that swept across the earth, most of them died in the waves of the great flood. Although, so far, there are still a considerable number of people remaining in various places, continuing to be busy looking for a safe place to escape the flood. Compared with this group of displaced and precarious humans and animals, the elves are undoubtedly happy so far.

Although they also faced the threat of destruction from the flood, at least they still had clean and warm clothes to wear, enough food to eat, and houses that were clean and warm enough to shelter them from wind, rain and cold. Although, at the moment when the magic barrier disappears, all of this will be completely swallowed by the flood. However, at least before that, the days of the elves are still happy.

They have a tall city to protect themselves, a magic barrier to resist the flood, and a group of elf mages work hard to maintain the existence of the barrier. All difficulties and dangers are faced by these elf mages and the rulers and leaders of the ethnic group. Most of the elves, led by the elf priests, knelt in front of the tree of life and kept praying to the Father God who created them.

Although, this prayer over and over again has not received any response. But in this hopeless background, every elf desperately needs faith to sustenance, not to mention that unlike false beliefs, the objects of their beliefs are real. Even now, this faith has not responded to their prayers. The elves, still kneeling on the icy ground, prayed tirelessly over and over again, chanting the name of the gods in the prayers, calling for the creator of their race to save them and stay away from this life-sucking monster. The threat of a great flood.

In the city, the towering spiers shone with continuous magical halos. From the top of this tower,

The tower needles that stand sharply and go straight into the clouds emit rays of magic light, and the continuous magic power continuously strengthens and stabilizes the magic barrier that protects the city. However, as the power of the great flood grew day by day, the magic barrier guarding the city began to become unstable. The lingering magic halo began to flicker, and the energy consumption began to increase. All these changes made the faces of the elf mages who maintained the stability of the magic barrier extremely ugly.

They know it well, they know their motivation, and they won't last long. Perhaps in the next second, the magic barrier protecting them will completely disappear.

The elf mages sitting cross-legged on the top floor of the tower stood up silently, one by one, and looked at the magic hub shining with a beautiful magic halo in front of them, all of them were relatively speechless. The atmosphere in the scene became extremely dull, but every elf mage had a calm and relieved expression on his face, not the fear and panic when facing death.

"Masters, the enchantment that protects us is about to fail. Our energy is about to run out. I am very happy to be able to fight for our ethnic group together with you at the last moment. A moment." An elf wearing a gorgeous mage robe said so, the expression on his face was extremely calm, his eyes glanced at the colleagues standing around the magic hub, and he saluted, "We have exhausted what we have learned all our lives and All methods, against this great flood that destroys the world, and persisted in fighting until the last moment. Now, the enchantment is about to disappear, here I hope that our souls can meet again in the kingdom of God the Father, and learn magic together !"

After saying what was equivalent to last words, all the elf mages present saluted each other together, and then said, "May our souls be able to meet again in the kingdom of God the Father, and may the inheritance of the elves gather again, Rekindle the flames of magic!"

After finishing speaking, all the elf mages slowly straightened their wrinkled clothes, and then rang the big bell hanging on the top floor of the high tower together. As the melodious and solemn bells sounded again and again, the elves who prayed silently in front of the tree of life were relatively speechless. They slowly got up and greeted solemnly in the direction of the tower.

The death knell sounded to express one thing to them, and it was also one thing that had been explained clearly by the elf mages in advance.

This shows that the elf mages have done their best, and at the same time conveyed the scene that the enchantment is about to disappear, the energy is about to be exhausted, and the flood that destroys the world is about to come completely, so that their clansmen can have enough mentally prepare for the impending flood.

All the elves clearly knew the meaning of the bell, and also knew the coming moment.

Every elf's face was not filled with panic and fear, but just like the elf mages, calm as before, facing death calmly. After saluting and greeting the group of elf mages who have done their best for the survival of the group. The elves knelt down in front of the tree of life again, and under the leadership of a dozen priests, they continued to chant prayers over and over again, but the prayers today were changed to another vocabulary.

"The great god of nature, the creator of the forest elves, the creator of magic and civilization. Your country hangs high above the sky, overlooking the world. Your wisdom is as deep as the sea, invisible, and your heart and kindness , so that all things have a foothold and a place to live. You are the incarnation of nature, the entity that rules in the world, your people and children, hereby pray for you to be resurrected in your kingdom after death, and take a bath again Your brilliance..."

Over and over again, the weeping prayers were constantly recited by the elves. Constantly echoing in front of the Tree of Life, the same prayer was silently recited over and over again by the group of elf mages standing on the tower. From this moment on, all the elves seem to have forgotten about death. In their hearts, each elf began to yearn for the kingdom of God, longing to be resurrected from there after death, and continue to create the magic civilization of elves.

The prayers repeated over and over again, echoed in front of the tree of life, and finally rose into the sky with the hurricane, and spread to somewhere in the huge snow mountain in the distance, and finally gathered together, wrapped in a huge Faith, passed into the ears of the gods.

The enchantment of magic dissipated, and the great flood blocked by the enchantment rushed over unstoppably. Wherever they marched, there was nothing to stop them, and the tall water waves covered the sky and the sun, and even standing on the tower could clearly feel the incoming flood. In front of it, whether it is the tower under its feet or the majestic city where the tower stands, they are all like toys, small and fragile. The rumbling flood swept across the sky and covered the earth, and the great momentum spread everywhere, and the elves also looked at each other's eyes to the advancing flood! However, a kind of joy suddenly rose in their hearts!

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