Wizard

The diamond-shaped tower belonging to the Presbyterian Church suddenly became heavily guarded.

After Dilges arrived, he was led into a deeper place at the bottom of the diamond-shaped tower. After a few passages that no one had entered for a long time exuding old and vicissitudes of life, he entered a A room with curtains all around.

The door behind him was closed, and the candle-lit lamp on the ceiling was not bright enough, making everything in this room look very blurred, but Dilges, who was standing at the door, was aware of the hidden energy in the room, so he didn’t Instead of stepping directly into the room, he stood at the door and waited.

After a while, the curtain facing the door was pushed aside, and a short stature, a man with a rickety back in a wizard robes that covered his whole body, walked out from behind the curtain on crutches.

Putting his left hand on his right shoulder and bowing his head slightly, it turned out to be an ancient etiquette that has long been abandoned. "Dear Lord Dirges, salute you..."

The corners of his mouth twitched, and Dilges immediately interrupted his follow-up set of etiquette and asked directly. "I don't know which elder called so eagerly, please speak straight!"

"Dear Lord Dirges, patience is a virtue..."

Dirges, who was called from the bedroom, was already angry. Seeing that this person was still going on, he couldn't help but snorted heavily.

The man with his left hand still on his right shoulder and bent over finally closed his mouth, but when he raised his head to face Dirges, his appearance changed his face greatly.

Under the gray hair, the upper half of the face is white and tender like a child, and the clear and dark eyes are as deep as a pool of water, but the lower half of the face with the nose as the dividing line is a dead old man. face.

Not paying attention to Dirges' tone, the old man spoke slowly. "The creatures gathered in the gravel plain are about to launch a general attack. They are the Sith tribe born from the gap of the chaotic world. The three-eyed people who were extinct ten thousand years ago are a branch of them, and occupying northern Xinjiang is only their number one. Only a goal..."

The old man with a weird face hadn't finished speaking yet, but Dirges, who had been thinking about it, exclaimed in shock. "You are the third elder Adrian!"

The old man with a cane laughed. "Hehe... the name of the third elder, even someone remembers..."

"But haven't you already become a guardian? How come you are here!"

The old man who was interrupted continuously was not angry at all, but shook his head with a wry smile and sighed. "Guardian? That's a shackle..."

Although he called out the name of the old man, Dirges, who still had doubts in his heart, finally determined the strange old man in front of him at this time. It was Adrian, the third elder who created the Northern Xinjiang Alliance. His most obvious feature is that he always likes to say half of his words, and he never finishes a sentence.

With his right hand on his chest, Dilges bowed down to salute him again, but Adrian, who was standing there, accepted it calmly.

"Master Adrian. Why do you know the names of the races related to the eyes and their origins?"

"Dirges. It is no longer the life or death of the Northern Xinjiang Alliance. This is an invasion of the entire nightmare world," Adrian, who seemed to be talking to himself, had a dazed expression on his face. "Southern Xinjiang reacted faster than the Alliance, but their legion encountered the ambush of the Sith, and suffered heavy losses..."

Dilges, who didn't give up searching for roots, saw Adrian no longer speak. Then he hurriedly continued to ask. "How do you know this?"

However, Adrian seemed to be thinking, and after a long time he stretched out his left hand from the wide sleeve.

The arms that looked like a corpse were as thin as a wood stick, and the dark skin was tightly wrapped on the arm bones, but Adrian's palms were like children. And as his palm opened, a faint fluorescence began to shine in his palm.

He couldn't detect the fluctuation of energy at all, but a phantom appeared in the fluorescence of his palm after a while.

The half-inch-high phantom gradually became clear. It turned out to be a human wizard with a stern face in a white wizard robe, but his face was expressionless and his eyes were dull.

Dilges, who frowned, carefully observed the phantom in Adrian's palm, and then said with some uncertainty after a while. "How is this like Arian under the command of the Fire Night King?"

Adrian nodded and spoke slowly. "He approached Xiaohuo's father by offering the production method of the empty shadow servant. When Xiaohuo led the army to leave the world of nightmare, he provided the Sith with accurate spatial coordinates, which eventually led to the invasion of the Sith. ..."

Dilges, who came to Adrian two steps forward, stared at the phantom in his palm and exclaimed. "It's really him! But he also participated in the last league meeting!"

"His body should exist in the chaos world, and the heavy damage suffered by the southern Xinjiang army is also related to him..."

"Impossible! Nanjiang's liaison can only be established by using the alliance's talisman formation, he is just the weakest natural disaster lord!"

"There are countless clones, many puppets..."

Adrian's explanation made Dilges understand, he took two steps back and bowed to salute. "Master Adrian! Please give me some guidance!"

"The beholders of southern Xinjiang have not yet been able to get rid of the seal, while the Spider Girl and the Golden Imager are still hesitating. The Bone Sea World is in the midst of battle, and our world has not much power to draw on..."

Dilges, who was bent over, waited for a long time and couldn't hear the follow-up words, then raised his head and repeated what he said just now at Adrian. "Master Adrian, please give pointers!"

The expression on his face was a little sad, as if he had gone away from God, Adrian spoke a moment later. "Stay trapped, if you can't support it, I will use Hurricane City as a funeral..."

"Funeral!" Dirges, who exclaimed, finally couldn't help it, raising his voice and shouting. "Even if they came from a gap in the Chaos World, it is impossible for them to let Hurricane Yan City be a funeral!"

Sighing, Adrian smiled bitterly. "The power and chaos of the chaos world is beyond your imagination. There is the only world without a guardian. There is only the existence of the ancestor..."

His expression darkened, but Dilges, who had set off a stormy sea in his heart, lowered his head. "I understand!"

But Adrian sighed meaningfully. "I hope you can understand! The existence of the Presbyterian Church is not restriction but protection. If Xiaohuo can return to northern Xinjiang, the situation will get better. How to weigh it is your choice!"

The corners of his mouth twitched Dirges, who raised his head, his face looked very calm. "Whether the Fire Night King can return is beyond my control!"

Adrian, who sighed, didn't refute, but sighed. "I'm old, I can't manage so many..."

He opened his mouth and wanted to distinguish, but Adrian, with his head down, did not speak any more, as if he was lost in thought. Therefore, Dirges hesitated for a moment or closed his mouth and took a closer look at the end. After the phantom in Drian's palm, he bowed and resigned.

When Dilges closed the door tightly, Adrian seemed to wake up, but he raised his left hand in front of his eyes. With the appearance of weak energy, the phantom face in his palm began to appear. After convulsions, the body trembles violently.

"Speak everything, I can make this ray of your lingering thought disappear!"

Arian, who seemed to have been tortured, his sluggish eyes gradually recovered as the pain deepened, but he still struggled and shook his head.

Adrian sighed and didn't ask much. After his five fingers were clenched, the fluorescence in his palm was crushed, and he followed him back to the curtain behind him, and disappeared into the room.

But Arian, under the command of the Nightmare King, if Raymond were present, he would have discovered that this natural disaster lord wearing a white wizard robe was almost exactly the same as Algernon, who was imprisoned in the fairy world. ……(To be continued...)