Chapter 1105: The Nameless Star (1)

Nameless stars.

At dusk, the crimson light passed through the forest, passing through the dense branches, leaving a yellow mottled halo on the ground.

Surrounded by many tall thorns, roses and other plants, an ancient castle stands tall.

The age of the castle seems to be quite long ago, the high gray outer wall is covered with dark green and dark green vines, they climb on the castle, densely covered the outer wall, leaving only the position of the window.

However, there are still some vines getting into the window, which has a somewhat gloomy feeling.

Accompanied by creaking sounds, an elegant middle-aged man with silver hair and silver eyes walked out of the gate of the castle.

Before the gate, a maid made of mercury-like metal bowed slightly to him.

The elegant middle-aged man didn't respond, he didn't even look back, and disappeared from the spot as if stepping on some kind of wonderful rhythm.

Plains of Dirood.

On the dilapidated battlefield where countless rotting corpses were piled up, the limbs and bones of corpses were scattered all over the place.

And in such a scene, a group of men and women appeared on the battlefield.

At the forefront is a pale young man dressed in a bard-like grey-green costume.

His fingers with faintly exposed phalanges were plucking on the decayed strings.

In the midst of dying, bone birds with feathers flew across the sky.

And behind him, followed one after another with mutilated bodies, and they all seemed to react when the music filled with the sense of death sounded.

However, apart from them, another corpse stood up on this ancient battlefield where countless corpses were piled up.

And those bone birds with feathers fell from the sky at this moment, throwing off the misty mass held between the pale beaks like crows.

With the sound of the dying voice, a corpse with movement, its body shattered, rotting flesh and blood peeled off, bones collapsed, and turned into pieces of feather-like debris, gathered together to form one after another. feathered bone bird.

Then, these bone birds combined with the misty clumps, and after a short delay, they joined the flock of dead birds that gathered instead.

However, at this moment, the bard suddenly raised his head, as if he had discovered something, and looked towards the sky.

An elegant middle-aged man with a smile on his face and no emotions appeared there:

"The corpses here can't move around, Necromancer."

"Fast."

The bard opened and closed his mouth a little stiffly:

"You, damn it."

Almost at the moment when his voice sounded, groups of death birds gathered in the sky suddenly opened their beaks and swept up in the sky.

A screech sounds as air passes through their body cavities.

However, almost at the same time, a frightening fog surged out around him, like the fog rising from the sea.

The dead fog instantly enveloped a large area, turning the entire area into a sea of ​​fog.

But there was no water, only a mist that filled the infinite void, like a vast sky.

Facing such a situation, the elegant middle-aged man said with a smile:

"It's a good idea. Although professionals are just dregs, if they get enough blood of the same kind, the mirror world of wizards can also be presented to professionals."

"However, the wizard's will is strengthened by the confrontation with the blood of the gods. The essence of meditation is to continuously stimulate the blood of the gods and then suppress it, so as to strengthen the spiritual will through the cycle of being eroded and resisting the erosion. Therefore, Although the type is the same, the direction of the wizard's path is often different from the tendency of the blood of the gods itself, and even presents the opposite direction."

Like a mentor who is explaining knowledge to apprentices, there is a gentle smile on the brows of the elegant middle-aged man:

"Under this situation, the continuously strengthening wizard's will itself will be highly aggressive. The same is true for the spiritual energy obtained from it. When encountering foreign objects, it will show a strong aggressiveness."

"However, professionals are different. The will of professionals will strongly show a tendency to be consistent with the origin of the gods."

He watched the actions of the bard with a smile on his face:

"If something like this completes the manifestation of the mirror world, it will soon become a carrier for the recovery of the gods."

"so."

The frightening, star-like silver glow instantly spread across the entire sky.

A strange and beautiful silver-white city emerged in the sky.

When the silver city appeared, the dead fog seemed to be suppressed, suppressed and covered.

Even the bard himself seemed to lose his ability to move at this moment.

However, at the next moment, he seemed to notice something, and suddenly stopped moving.

And the bard also chose to escape at this moment.

Behind him, a rift opened in the mist.

Surrounded by countless feather-clad birds, the body of the bard disappeared from the battlefield.

But the elegant silver-haired middle-aged man did not pursue, he just watched the fog dissipate quietly.

Those silver eyes also turned to the northeast when the mist completely disappeared.

At the end of his field of vision, a huge rose tree surrounded by countless thorns stood tall.

"Has a decision been made?"

The elegant middle-aged man shook his head as if sighing, and returned his gaze to the battlefield full of corpses.

Soon, his sight was fixed on a mass of mist that was dissipating.

While the mist dissipated, it was slowly flying towards a corpse, but the speed was very slow. Without help, it would dissipate before it touched the corpse.

As for the middle-aged man, looking at this scene, the stars were shining in his eyes, as if he was observing something.

Almost at the moment when the starlight fell in his eyes, the illusory yet real floating in the City of Mercury behind him, the starlight flowed out like quicksilver, quickly enveloping the cloud of mist.

Another cluster of mercury that flowed out like stars wrapped the corpse.

Looking at the two syndicates, the smile on the middle-aged man's face seemed to be a little thicker.

However, he did not continue to stay, but turned around, following the flow of star-like mercury, everything disappeared from the original place.

In front of the castle surrounded by vines, the mercury-like maid still bowed quietly, and at this moment, the figure of a middle-aged man appeared in front of the courtyard of the castle.

The golem-like maid stepped back a few steps, out of the way.

The middle-aged man entered the gate of the castle together with the two groups of floating silver lights.

As the gates of the castle closed, the castle surrounded by forest fell into silence again.

Around the castle, plants are either growing rapidly or shrinking, as if they have not experienced the same round of time.