Wizard

Raymond, who left the Gumed hut that year, soon met the old tree man Moses because he was chased by the bear-like beast shortly after entering the forest.

After the dusty memory was opened, it spewed out like the opening of the floodgate. The past that made him most guilty of that year turned out to be so true that he felt that he had been teased was naturally very annoyed.

Lei Meng, whose breath was faintly wrong, made Mo Xier a little uneasy, she thought about it and laughed. "Ohhhhhhh... young wizard, old Moses is not malicious... Although he has been away for many years, he just has a noisy character. If you were teased back then, Mo Xier On behalf of the entire group of whisperers, I apologize to you..."

Raymond, who was very depressed with a calm face, didn't say a word, but the fallen leaves that had circled the roots of the giant tree before rushed over, and after piled up at his feet, he was either bent over or Stroking his chest, or kneeling down on one knee, or shaking his body as if he was dancing, one by one was like an apology. The irritation in Raymond's chest gradually faded, and the corners of his mouth overflowed with a smile.

The real expression of that day on the baby-like face, coupled with the immature and crisp voice, although it is only making an incomprehensible chirping sound, it contains such innocent and sincere behavior, which still makes Leimeng The mood gradually returned to tranquility.

With his palm spread out, Lei Meng, who stood up with a few small leaves with thin hands and legs, asked Mo Xier. "The previous fruit contained the weak mind of your whisperer, so what's in these leaves?"

"It's all the same... Whisperers can give them a seemingly sane appearance, but in fact it is just our way to resolve boredom..."

The charming female face on the trunk turned lonely, and she continued with a little sadness. "The clansmen are getting fewer and fewer, the habitat is getting smaller and smaller, and the talent is used to send loneliness, there is no way..."

Mo Xier sighed in a low voice. Although there was no objection between the words, she actually witnessed her being occupied by ancient wizards in the Golan Heights. But I also saw the unbearable resistance of his own people, and the helpless departure after failure.

"Young Master Wizard, if you can see Old Moses again, please tell him a word, this will always be his home..."

The slightly sad entrustment was solemnly promised by Raymond, and the leaves frolicking around him before, as if they felt Mo Xier's sadness, gathered towards the giant tree. These small leaves will also collect the withered yellow leaves scattered around, and finally all pile up to the roots of the giant tree to restore peace.

It's just not clear why Mo Xier has such a good appetite for Magic Stones, but knowing that Mo Xier had witnessed the ancient wizards developing Leimeng in the Golan Heights, he also started asking her for advice.

What Mo Xier's long life brings to Mo Xier is not omniscience. Although she has been dormant most of the time, she still has quite deep memories of ancient wizards.

The strength of the ancient wizards when they rose. It is something that the current wizarding plane does not have, but the rise of ancient wizards has a special reason.

More than ten thousand years ago, the free energy concentration of the wizarding plane was a hundred times that of today, whether it was the collection of resources or the cultivation of resources, they were not comparable to today, and the opportunities that ancient wizards had were not what they are now!

"At that time, the barriers between the planes were relatively fragile, and the ancient wizards could easily establish stable passages to invade and occupy them. However, after several invasions in the nightmare world and the penetration of the chaos plane, the free energy concentration suddenly The fall led to the decline of the ancient wizards..."

Mo Xier was very embarrassed when he said this, and her charming face seemed to be much older. "Especially the border of the Chaos Plane has drawn away the extremely strong energy aura of the entire plane. Many powerful ancient wizards have lost the possibility of survival because they cannot adapt to such an environment... They are rapidly aging. Until death, unless it is strong enough to break through the barriers of the plane and leave alone, no one can withstand the changes brought about by the changes in the environment at that time..."

Under Mo Xier's description, Raymond seemed to see a picture. The ancient wizards who have gone through the era of vigorous expansion suffered from the invasion of medium and high planes such as the nightmare world. After resisting stubbornly and then suffering the wounds of the wizarding world, they finally encountered the chaos plane, and they were irresistibly lost. After confidence, the once powerful ancient wizards developed a heart of fear when the entire plane might collapse!

The once cohesiveness no longer exists, the once glory has become a burden, and the once courage has become fear!

There are only a few ancient wizards who can break through the barriers of the plane. I chose to leave with deep regret and sorrow, but the persisters who stayed gradually died out in the passage of time.

Pessimism is contagious, and Leimen, who listened to Mo Xier's account, thought that when such a difficult situation arises, whether it is choosing to leave or choose to stick to it. It is impossible to define right or wrong now.

He had entered the relics of ancient wizards, and the narratives about ancient wizards collected over the years also proved the changes that occurred in that era.

Mo Xi'er, who hated the age of the ancient wizards, did not deliberately substitute her emotions in the story, but still criticized the tyranny and dominance of the ancient wizards, but she quickly noticed it. After finishing the narration, he sighed with embarrassment. "Young Master Wizard, I am sorry that there was a painful part in the memory of that year. The clansmen have annihilated so much in that era... Every memory will make me extremely sad..."

For Mo Xier's whisperers, the age when the ancient wizards were strong is their painful past. Raymond, who was uncomfortable to comment, had to change the subject and ask about the location of the Mischul cabin.

After Mo Xier, who was very emotionally unstable, informed Misul’s location, the face on the tree trunk began to blur, and she felt that she had received a lot of information from ancient wizards. Meng, Dang Even took out a lot of magic stones as a reward.

Mo Xier, who was overjoyed, dropped countless branches without hesitation and sent hundreds of fruits to him as a thank you.

Either awakened, or sleeping, or yawning, these fruits with baby-like faces still made Leimeng a little heart palpitating, but after he severed the bond between Guo Xier and Mo Xier, his face disappeared. The fruits are just red, extremely sweet and juicy fruits.

But everything he had seen in Leimon on the Golan Heights indicated that the resources of the Wizarding Plane are quite abundant today, so why Mo Xier showed such a degree of gratitude to some magic stones, he couldn't understand. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

Therefore, when he was in doubt, Raymond directly asked the reason.

The face on the trunk that had become a little fuzzy, but it immediately became weird. After thinking for a long time, he told him that although the resources of the wizard plane are extremely rich at present, it is only aimed at the entire wizard class. Words.

For other races living on this plane, the wizarding class, which is expanding wildly and carrying out predatory gatherings, has overwhelmed many races and can hardly bear the exploitation and oppression of the wizarding class!

"Fortunately, the wizarding class in the Golan Heights also recognized the validity of the peace agreement that year. This enabled many treants living in the Liguo Forest to live peacefully... But as far as I know, many were originally close to the wizarding class. The group of people has been overwhelmed, or the whole clan migrated or escaped quietly to avoid such actions of the wizarding class..."

The uninteresting Mo Xier didn't finish and speak thoroughly, but the regret and worries in his tone were undisguised, making Raymond quite speechless.

Facing the giant tree Mo Xier, who was no longer willing to communicate, Raymond, who said goodbye after thanking him, also continued to march in the direction of Michel with the Ironridge Bird...