Nuoyaji watched the emerald green figure disappear into the sky.
The outline of the ancestor of Wood Elf became increasingly blurred and fainter in the clouds, and finally turned into a small, emerald green light spot, blending into the blue sky.
He frowned slightly. He always felt as if he had seen that person before, and a silly figure appeared in Nuoyaji's mind - with two pigtails and a gray squirrel squatting on his shoulders.
She built a small wooden house in the forest and planted a mess of mushrooms.
Every time he passed by the forest to see her, she would cook a pot of soup of unknown contents and watch him drink it expectantly.
The taste is hard to describe, but he drinks it all every time.
Forget it, it must be an illusion.
Nuoyaji withdrew his gaze from the sky and set it aside.
Chaluoke and Na'er stood on the steps at the city gate, with a distance between them.
Chaluoke's coat was still stained with dust from the yellow sand world and blood stains left when he was attacked by the demon. His face looked better than before, but still a little pale.
Na'er's crimson robe was also a little messy by the wind, her ponytail was tilted to one side, and a few strands of hair broke free from the hair rope and fluttered randomly in the wind.
Neither of them spoke.
Nuoyaji looked at the two guys. In his last life, he took Chaluoke back to the Imperial Magic Academy to see Na'er.
At that time, he was huddled in the corner of a tavern, covering his face with his hood, drinking cup after cup of low-quality ale.
Nuoyaji told him a lot, saying that there were people outside looking for him, that the people at the Imperial Magic Academy were still waiting for him, and that some things should be let go.
Chaluoke was silent for a long time, then drank the remaining wine in the glass, stood up, and followed him.
That happened in the last life. In this life, Chaluoke has not gone back, has not seen Na'er, and has not seen those people waiting for him in the academy.
Nuoyaji took a deep breath and walked towards them. "Hi, hello, Ms. Na'er." His tone was very natural, as if he was greeting a neighbor he had known for a long time.
Na'er turned her head and looked at the young man. Her dark brown eyes blinked slightly. "Huh? Do you know me?"
"My name is Nuoyaji, and I am a friend of Chaluoke." Nuoyaji glanced at Chaluoke, and the corners of Chaluoke's mouth twitched slightly. "He once mentioned you to me."
Chaluoke was stunned for a moment.
His mind was racing at that moment - when had he mentioned Na'er to Nuoyaji?
He can't remember, but he's pretty sure he didn't mention it, so how do you know everything?
"Excuse me - are you free now?"
Nuoyaji's voice was lower than before. "We recently found some information related to the city that was destroyed back then."
Chaluoke and Na'er's pupils shrank slightly.
Victoria's war airship "Dreadnought" started again, its propeller stirring the air and making a continuous, low buzzing sound.
The propeller at the stern of the ship went from slow to fast, and from fast to extremely fast, rolling up the gravel and dust on the ground, forming a gray-white smoke column that was rising slowly.
The ship's hull slowly rose from the ground. Reinhardt stood in front of the porthole of the bridge, with his hands behind his back, looking at the legendary strong men who were dispersing in different directions.
His mood was very complicated. He experienced a lot during this Vagrian trip. He saw an unprecedented "war", a demon god, and a Wood Elf strong man that he had never seen before.
He also saw a golden lightning bolt that completely wiped the demon god from the world.
He returned alive.
Medici flies up from the ground.
His speed was so fast that those on the ground could only see a gray streak of light streaking from the city gate to the sky.
He must rush back to Karelia as soon as possible and tell the emperor - no, tell His Highness Kodaor everything that happened here.
The world is undergoing drastic changes. Karelia cannot be absent. He needs to discuss with Venerable of Ten Thousand Spells and re-evaluate the power structure of this world.
Several legendary strong men rushed to their country as quickly as possible.
The silver-white meteor of Pegasus streaked across the sky, the cyan light trace of Azure Flame Wind-Rending Cavalry flickered on the horizon and then disappeared, and the black figure of the Holy Duke took steps on the ice field.
Other contestants also began to disperse.
They go in different directions, with different moods, to different places.
"I finally went back - I can brag about this for the rest of my life!"
The young swordsman waved his arms excitedly. His leather armor was still stained with dust from the yellow sand world, but his eyes were bright.
"I'll get married when I get back...""
"So bro, is your fiancée pretty?" the person next to him asked.
"That goes without saying--"
Tuoke looked at the communication device in his hand. The light blue crystal glowed slightly in the sunlight, displaying the words "Signal has been restored".
He breathed a sigh of relief and put the device in his arms.
"What should we do next?" asked the colleague next to him.
"What else can we do? Go back first."
The amount of information this time is too great - the existence of Dragon Ancestor, the resurrection of God of Light, the appearance of Silver Radiance Dragon God, Dragon of Destruction Voraksa became the subordinate of Caesar... and the golden dragon named "Caesar".
Each piece of information is enough to add a row of bookshelves to Silence Society's archives.
Go back and report Scroll Keeper." Tuoke's voice is very steady.
"Uh--are you late?" a voice came from nearby.
Tuoke turned his head and saw a young man wearing a black and red armor robe standing on the steps of the city gate, looking at the empty space with only a few fallen leaves swirling in the wind.
His brows were frowned slightly, and the expression on his face was not very good.
"It's over?" Keluosi's voice was filled with disappointment.
"Tsk--that brother, wait a minute."
The man walked towards him.
Keluosi looked at this young man.
His eyes fell on the logo on the chest of Tuoke - the logo of Silence Society.
"Are you--" Tuoke's voice was filled with uncertainty.
"I am 'Apostle', your partner." Keluosi's voice was not high, but very clear.
Tuoke's pupils shrank slightly.
Apostle--This name is marked as "Top Secret" in Silence Society's internal files. Only Scroll Keeper and a few senior members have the authority to access relevant information.
Messengers of the ancient being who serve the "Lord of All, Lord of Tides and Seas".
Their whereabouts are mysterious and they never show up easily, but every time they appear, they are accompanied by major events that can affect the pattern of the continent.
He has never seen any of them.
"You--"Tuoke's voice was a little tight.
"Find a place later and talk about all the events here."
Keluosi's eyes moved away from Tuoke and fell on the giant dragons lying at the gate of the city - the seven-headed dragon;
The silver-white one is taking a nap.
The black one with grass in its mouth...
His eyes stayed on each giant dragon for a moment, and then he looked back.
"All."
Kamiizumi Nobutsuna stood next to a stone pillar at the city gate, one hand on the handle of the long knife at his waist, and the other hand hanging by his side.
His bamboo hat was pushed down very low, covering most of his face, leaving only a pale chin and a pair of pursed lips.
His eyes passed over the young man wearing a black and red armor robe, and did not stay for long.
The mainland is really full of experts.
He defeated all challengers on overseas islands and was named the "Sword Master", thinking that he had reached the pinnacle of martial arts.
But when he got here, he realized that he was just a frog in the well.
Those giant dragons, those gods, those legendary strong men who fought in the Colosseum, every one of them was stronger than him.
The so-called "Sword Master" still has a lot of room for improvement. Especially those dragons, the strongest one, has an aura far superior to that of "Eight Abyss Dragon Venerable".
It was an existence that came to the islands in ancient times and was regarded as the "Dragon Lord" by the locals.
Its power is enough to overturn rivers and seas, its majesty is enough to make all beasts surrender, and its breath is enough to change the color of the sky.
But those Dragon God and Caesar are much stronger than Eight Abyss Dragon Venerable.
Go back, it's time to talk to those old guys in the shogunate - you must attend this conference.
King Ghidorah looked at the crowd and dispersed.
The city gate changed from crowded to empty, from noisy to quiet. The contestants had already left.
Only a few fallen leaves were left spinning in the wind, a few sparrows pecking on the steps, and a few giant dragons lying at the gate of the city.
"Well - um, Dragon Ancestor, come here." King Ghidorah's telepathy.
Dragon Ancestor climbed up from the ground, seven heads raised at the same time.
He quickly walked up to King Ghidorah, seven heads lowered at the same time.
"Dear King, please speak."
Dragon Ancestor's voice is very sincere.
Anyway, it's not like he has never been a little brother. He has been a little brother under Administrator for so many years, and having another big brother makes no difference.
Moreover, this big brother is much stronger than Administrator. There is no shame in following a strong man.
"Can you... the whole space portal or something?" King Ghidorah asked.
Dragon Ancestor was silent for a moment, and the eyes of the seven heads blinked at the same time.
"Uh, well--I can indeed space jump to a certain extent."
"So, you can really do it?" King Ghidorah's head in the middle tilted slightly.
"Actually, it depends on your specific needs. I have also opened a space teleportation gate before, but the teleportation location was random."
There was a trace of uncertainty in Dragon Ancestor's voice.
"I once traveled to a lifeless, desolate and ruined world.
There wasn't any magic or other form of energy there, and it was almost impossible to come back."
Well, it seems that traveling through time is indeed a dangerous job...
In a forest far away from Valerilus City.
Sunlight leaked through the gaps in the tree crowns, casting irregular light spots on the ground.
The fallen leaves on the ground are thick and soft when stepped on, making a rustling sound.
Several people gathered under a huge oak tree, forming a semicircle.
They were dressed in different styles, and their faces were mostly obscured by the shadow of the tree crown, so their expressions could not be seen clearly.
"That's all the information."
A voice came from the center of the semicircle, hoarse and low.
"Silence Society has been acting frequently recently. Destruction and Revelation Society is finished. It is said that the leader is probably dead as well.
Silence Organization headquarters was raided, the clan leader ran away with important members, and suffered heavy losses."
"Now, it's our time." Another voice followed, younger and speaking faster.
"But--" someone hesitated, "Silence Society's recent actions--"
"What? Are you afraid of them?" A young voice interrupted him.
"What are you afraid of? They're just a bunch of nerds. The elimination of Destruction and Revelation Society depends on the cooperation of local countries.
Moreover, Destruction and Revelation Society himself has many enemies, who will be destroyed if he is not destroyed?"
"But we also have many enemies. We destroyed that city back then..."
"Silent City."
Several dark figures turned around at the same time.
Nuoyaji stood on the edge of the woods, the sun shining on his young and pale face with bright eyes.
Chaluoke stood half a step behind him, with his hands in his pockets and a calm expression. Na'er stood behind Chaluoke, with the staff already in his hand, and the dark red crystal ball on the top of the staff was glowing slightly.
Nuoyaji looked at those dark figures, and looked at their pairs of eyes of different colors that emerged from the shadows, but all of them were filled with shock.
"That's the current name of that city." Nuoyaji's voice was very calm.
"Next, do you want to find out?"