The Etiquette of the Soldiers is To Meet Up

　　 In the quiet and boundless void, the three spiritual forces flowed and collided, forming a temporary interactive network.

　　 "Master Lane, the situation just now was..." The soft female voice sounded in the spiritual network.

　　 "Well, I guess it's true, the magic tide has officially arrived." Master Lane, who was sitting in his laboratory, also stopped the movements in his hands, and said solemnly.

　　 In a high-level quiet room in the underground base, Delia put the swords on his legs and closed his eyes, but his slightly frowned brows showed that he was not at peace.

　　 "Master, how could this happen? It should be three years before the magic wave deduced by the Imperial Mage Association and the Astronomical Society came."

　　Dria’s breathing became heavier and heavier, as if a surging blower was working, and the dust on the ground was floating and flying.

　　Master Lane put the blood test tube containing the lava monitor in his hand and walked aside.

　　 The network of minds constantly colliding with each other became strangely silent, as if they lost contact for an instant, but the three of them knew that the network was intact.

　　 After a long time, the deep voice of Master Lane resounded in the spiritual network.

　　 "It is estimated that it is the influence of the abyss event."

　　 Ms. Kelly heard this, as if a flash of lightning flashed through her mind, piercing the confusion and doubts.

　　 "That's how it is."

　　Dria was even more anxious when he heard this, his breathing became rapid, and the double knives on his legs began to tremble with his breathing rate.

　　 The sharp sound of a knife rang in the ear with a bone-chilling chill, and a faint trace appeared in the void and fell to the ground, but it did not leave a trace.

　　 After all, after all, these are the only three high-level quiet rooms of the Executive Department of Gloria City.

　　 Whether it is materials or enchanting, it is the top-notch existence.

　　 "What are you talking about, why don't I understand?" Delia finally couldn't help the doubt in his heart and asked.

　　 The two people who were thinking about the impact of the arrival of the Demon Tide in advance might have brought them to a sudden smile at this time.

　　 Although this smile cannot be seen by Dria, this extremely obvious smile can still be perceived by Dria.

　　 "At the beginning, Alexandra of the Pale Council used her as a beacon to lead the abyss to open the passage." Feeling that Delia's patience was reaching its limit, Master Lane spoke directly.

　　 "And the abyss channel penetrates the void outside the domain, breaking the barriers of the world, and to some extent hastened the collapse of the sacred seal."

　　 "Master, why did you say so quickly? I still want to tease Delia." Kaili heard Master Lane's answer and said helplessly, feeling that she had missed such a good opportunity.

　　 "Hahaha, aren't there many opportunities in the future?" Master Lane just replied with a smile.

　　 "Kelly, you are enough, don't ask me to help if you have anything to do in the future." Delia's somewhat resentful voice passed directly to Ms. Kelly's ear.

　　 "Master, that is to say, this matter is still related to us?"

　　 "Don't worry, the current emperor of the empire is wise and talented. Naturally, he will not attribute this incident to our fault."

　　Master Lane said here, he began to look at the center of the empire, where the capital is located, and his eyes became more distant and profound. What would you do, Caesar Charles.

　　...

　　 Just when Master Lane was guessing the thoughts of the current emperor of the empire, Caesar the Great.

　　Imperial capital, in the center of Hercules, in a study in the imperial city.

　　 After holding his hands, Emperor Caesar stood quietly by the window, looking at the sky that didn't change in the eyes of ordinary people.

　　 The clouds outside were floating, and the sky was still clear and pure. He just watched all this in silence for a long time before suddenly speaking.

　　 "The big change has begun."

　　 This voice is deep and deep, calm and unwavering, but with boundless domineering and self-confidence.

　　 "Keton, notify all the empire's senior officials to come to the imperial city for discussion."

　　 "Yes." The shadow squirmed behind Caesar the Great, and a thin man emerged from it. After a respectful salute to Caesar, he walked out again.

　　 Emperor Caesar didn't look back, he just perceives the brilliance of the soul that symbolizes the other party.

　　 The study fell into silence again, but in the place where the light was not shining, there was an invisible shadow wriggling, filling the vacancy after Keton left.

　　...

　　 The Forest of Misty in the southwest of Darvia.

　　 Gloomy all the year round, deep in the dark forest shrouded in heavy mist, it is a picturesque beauty.

　　 The light blue clear sky is covered like the finest gauze. The trees on the ground are tall and verdant, and even the small ones are about 30 meters high.

　　 The tan tree has the color of vicissitudes, but it can't hide the verdant leaves.

　　 The color is either elegant or gorgeous, and the flowers are undulating, with an intoxicating fragrance.

　　 In the center of the Misty Forest, on a lake that is more dazzling than the purest sapphire, a giant tree grows.

　　 The thick root system is entangled and intertwined, and the horned dragon generally lurks in the depths of the lake. The huge canopy covers the sky and the sun, as if it propped up this piece of heaven and earth.

　　Beside the lake, there are two little people who are inconspicuous compared to this giant tree.

　　 "The demonic tide rises again, and the world goes back and forth. High priest, what should we do?"

　　 A young girl with snow-skinned skin and picturesque eyebrows stood aside, and asked the person next to her in a beautiful voice that seemed to be a yellow oriole coming out of a valley.

　　 "Your Majesty, I think we should accumulate our strength, wait for the opportunity, and don't be too anxious."

　　 Standing next to the girl is a tall and mighty middle-aged man, but the passage of time has brought him not only more mature experience, but also a handsome face that has been polished and more charming.

　　 "However, our elves have been silent for too long. In this era when everything will change, if we stay silent, our status will be at stake."

　　 When the girl said this, she turned her face looking at the ancient tree of life, the holy item of the Elf race, and projected her gaze to the high priest who had assisted and supported herself since she became the throne.

　　The make-up is natural, the jade is pure and the face is clear, and the face of the elves is just a girl. At this time, she has begun to reveal her allure style.

　　 The pointed ears on the face add a bit of pretty and cuteness to this beauty.

　　 "Yes, Her Majesty, I understand all of this."

　　 "But we need the power to protect ourselves, the teacher of nature is still asleep, and the ancient tree of life has not yet awakened."

　　 "The number of fighters in the clan who can stand up to World War I is also insufficient. If we rush into contact with the outside world now, we will not be able to guarantee the interests of the Elven King Court."

　　 "If the situation gets worse, we won't even be able to maintain the safety of the entire elves."

　　 Upon hearing this, the girl also sighed, knowing that she was too impatient.

　　 "Sorry, high priest, I was too eager."

　　 "No, your majesty, you are worried about the entire elves, it is my luck."

After 　　, there was nothing to say, and the two highest-ranking elf kings stood by the lake of life and looked at the great tree in the distance.

　　...

　　At the same time, there are the Dilros Mountains hidden by the dwarves, the empire sea with the remnants of the blue kingdom, and the holy island of stars serving as the headquarters of the Holy See...

　　Either the life Jedi in the eyes of ordinary people, or the large-scale forces that were originally the overlord of one party, all began their own plans, preparing to compete for more benefits in this great change of the world.

　　 On November 14, 873, the continent of Darvia, which had been calm for hundreds of years, once again undercurrent, and the storm will start.