End of the Magic Era

Death is now spreading, and their consciousness has begun to dissipate, and they can no longer control this powerful power, forming one of the strongest eruptions of their lives.

In the sky, thousands of meters of violent clouds converged, and when all the forces below were ejected, the three vortexes instantly turned into a shockwave sweeping across the sky, not even seeing how far that shockwave impacted.

Downstairs, where the three Garys are, the horror of death spreads, and the intense death vaporizes into a dark grey cloud over there.

Everything in the thousands of metres around them has been turned to ashes, plants, buildings, even stones, instantly to crush, as if they had all died together at this moment.

The next moment, all the black and grey clouds began to collapse towards the center. Between now, all the black and grey clouds disappeared. Together with the bodies of the three heaven-stage strong, they disappeared with those who died...

In the sky, dots of faint light converged into a light rain that slowly scattered, past which all plants rapidly drilled out of the ground and instantly turned into a giant tree.

Thousands of meters of dead and silent jedi were quickly restored to life after being shed by this light rain. After dozens of ancient war tree seedlings were poured by these light rain, the body was also rapidly elevated, and in seconds, from a small tree seedling half-human tall to a giant tree hundreds of meters tall.

And the dark elves who were scarred in the Dark Elves tribe, after being sprinkled by these slow rain, were recovering rapidly, and even some mutilated, severely wounded Dark Elves were recovering rapidly.

Only three heavenly steps have just been seated, leaving three clear and visible marks, where there is still silence and no chance of survival.

“No…”

The second elder pounced on his knees and a face of grief and despair.

The Dark Pokémon tribe, no matter what the Dark Pokémon are doing, are all kneeling on their knees and crying sorrowfully. Not even those Dark Pokémon who are seriously wounded and dying or mutilated are happy because of the recovery of their wounds, all of them crying with grief.

“Elder...”

“Ah, how is that possible? It's impossible. This must be a fake...”

On the other side, Inspector Yan Long's eyes were red, slowly kneeling on one knee on the ground, holding fists with one hand, and placing them hard on his chest.

“Sheikh, I swear by the glory of the ash beast, as long as I live, I will never let the ash beast fall. ”

In the distance, the armies of the Ashes Orcs all walked down and took off their helmets, kneeling on one knee on the ground, and the atmosphere of repression and grief began to diffuse.

Half a dozen times, Yanlong's army stood up and shouted out loudly.

“The burning blood of the ash beast will never extinguish! ”

Between now, all the armies of the Ashes Orc tribe stood up and held their fists in their right hands, hammering them hard on their chests, raising the sound of the heavenly dome.

“The burning blood of the ash beast will never extinguish! ”

And the smallest number of Fire Dwarves, only a few of Harris' relatives are here, and a few Fire Dwarves cry rarely.

“Chieftain, don't worry, I'll experiment with all the material you haven't tested! ”

“Sheikh, I swear by my last name, I will let the art of the Fire Dwarves strike Chernosender World. ”

…………

The whole tribe is filled with a breath of grief, the cry of the bipedal dragon, the sorrow of the Horned Eagle Beast, and it continues to sound over the Dark Elf tribe.

Lin Yun stood in place and watched as if he were stunned. Halfway down, he bowed slowly.

“Admirable man. ”

Ming that the upgrade has been cut off, but still thinking about the heritage and future of the race, with powerful power to persevere without leaving...

When he dies, he also brings the last outbreak and completes his last responsibility as a leader.

Use flesh and strength to make light rain, restore the tribe's vitality, restore the tribe's mourning wounded, restore the missing desperate tribes to normal...

This is an admirable person, worthy of the love and support of their people.

Sorrow and sadness continue, but the Second Elder and Yanlong Superintendent have forcibly raised their spirits to see Lin Yun.

“Master. ”

“Master. ”

Lin Yun sighed and waved.

“Go and pacify your people first, and talk about other things later. ”

After the Second Elder and Inspector Yan Long's army went down, they announced the will of their respective leaders at the first moment, and the final words were passed on to every people without a word.

Soon afterwards, the Second Elder and the Yanlong Superintendent came to visit with their respective tribes.

“Meet the master...”

“Meet the master...”

A landslide tsunami came along, and Lin Yun waved.

After just losing their leader, nothing is more calming than a leader who can lead them further away.

The Second Elder and the Yanlong Superintendent went to arrange the people, these things did not require Lin Yun to bother.

The next day, the Second Elder came to see me again.

“Master, what can I do for you? ”

“Can we open that passage now? ”

“As you wish, master, come with me. ”

The Second Elder brought the forest cloud to the heart of the Dark Elf tribe, the foundation of the Dark Elf tribe, the Tree of Life!

The tall Tree of Life, a little glow, is treated with the Tree of Life's magic, but the pure magic that all Dark Pokémon absorb directly.

Lin Yun looked at the tree of life and did not speak.

The entrance to that passage is right here in the Tree of Life, and if you want to open it, you have to have the power of the Tree of Life, which is why after the Dark Elf tribe is destroyed, the passage can no longer be opened.

The second elder stood in front of the tree of life and recited an obscure spell in his mouth. A moment later, a crack was cracked in the trunk of the tree of life, and a gate as high as two meters and as wide as one meter appeared. The endless light came out of the door...

Lin Yun did not hesitate at all, lifting his feet into the light and disappearing...

Stepping into the light, what you see is a world of light, surrounded by endless voids, but white, with endless world of light.

These lights are not dazzling, they can see a long distance along this world of light, but they can't see where the edge is at all, only beneath their feet, there is a path of light that emits colourful light that stretches to endless distances.

Lin Yun was pale, holding the Book of Magic in his left hand, holding the Wheel of Magic in his right hand, his eyes blinking at the momentum of this colorful path of light.

There was no sound on the path of light beneath the foot, and the whole world was half as silent as death. Over time, there was only one path of light that stretched to endlessness, and there was no end of the path of light in front of it.

In a place where there is only endless light but no sound and no reference, walking on and on, even time seems to have lost its meaning.

Anyone in such a place would feel that time was expanding indefinitely, that time seemed to be getting longer and longer, and that the whole world seemed to have abandoned him.

Inevitably, a kind of irritability will arise, and that irritability will continue to deepen. It will corrode people's minds as little by little as poison. Finally, it will become insane. At the end of the day, when even madness has not changed a bit, it will become a fear of deep souls.

Silence is as quiet as eternal death, and there is never a changing environment. This is what all creatures fear the most. No conscious person can stay in such a place, even if the time of day is like many years.

But Lin Yun's eyes remained calm like a dead water, his eyes stared dead at the end of the path of light, completely ignoring everything around him.

Lin Yun was clear that the test had begun when he stepped into the path. Constanzo's skull had been placed at the top of the wisdom tree for countless years. Why has no one been able to hold Constanzo's skull for so long?

It's not that nobody has that idea, it's that they can't even see Constanzo's skull.

Constanzo, the Lord of Wisdom, is called the origin of all wisdom, precisely Constanzo's skull is the origin of all wisdom, and there is also a passage far from the previous one.

The origin of all wisdom is also the end of all wisdom.

Immediate origin is also the end point, and here we get the perfect performance, because here, the road, it's just a sign that people see and feel, and it's never going to get to Constanzo's skull.

Lin Yun remembers that in the land of mankind, there is one punishment that is most frightening, which is the little black house.

No beatings, no punishment, just being locked in a little black house with no sound, no light, no reference, no one with consciousness can stay in it for much longer, even a hundred war veterans in an army can go crazy for three days.

And now, this whole world is an infinite little black house, whether it's magic or perception or even sight, that sees exactly the same and never changes a bit.

Lin Yun clearly knew that as long as he developed a bit of irritability, he would fail, and he would never be able to get out of here.

So Lin Yun's eyes stared dead at the momentum of the path of light, all the attention, was there.

Slowly, time seemed to start to pass. Lin Yun had forgotten the time. Only the last thought in his head supported him to keep walking.

Keep walking. Stay strong. The next minute, you might see Constanzo's skull.