Chapter 1328: Mourning the Wise Seraphim (First Update!)

Chapter 1328: Mourning the Wise - Seraphien (Update 1!)

"Charming twilight..."

The sad soul guide - Mourning the Wise - Seraphien, looked at the cold light arc falling from the sky, and sighed with emotion.

The dark elf guard next to him looked at the wise man he followed with some confusion.

She turned her head, squinted her eyes, and tried to peek at the sky in front of her.

But she never saw anything unusual from the twilight that looked no different from ordinary.

Maybe this is the unique talent of the dark wise man?

She thought to herself.

Maybe for other guards, keeping silent at this time is always the best choice.

In the cold and long years of this dark region, there are not no beings who try to trace the great wisdom of the dark wise man.

But the end of these beings is often not so beautiful.

Maybe there will be occasional performances that attract people's attention.

But in the end, it is inevitable to fall into a cruel and cold end.

As if cursed...

Therefore, in this dark realm, a realization gradually emerged:

The reason why the Great Dark Sage possessed such wisdom was because he suffered some kind of ancient disaster curse.

Of course, in this dark kingdom where power overwhelmingly determines everything.

This kind of simple wisdom does not seem to attract too much covetousness.

After all, the Great Dark Sage must also submit to the great and supreme monarch...

"Have you seen the revelation from fate?"

The dark elf asked Seraphien directly.

She is not an ordinary dark elf, so she will not act like an ordinary dark elf.

To a certain extent, she may completely dominate this dark kingdom at some point in the future after a bloody banquet.

Therefore, she can be Seraphien's guard at this time.

Similarly, she can also be regarded as his current apprentice.

This is a long-standing tradition of this dark kingdom-no matter which inheritor of the royal power can get a natural year to follow the Great Dark Sage.

Seraphim turned his head, his turbid eyes looked at the dark elf who was full of ambition and desire, and said nothing.

After a long time, after the dark elf's somewhat eerie silence, Seraphim suddenly smiled:

"Child, if you can be crowned as the king before your mother still rules this dark kingdom, perhaps everything is not irreversible."

These useless nonsense that sounded roundabout...

Before she was born, her mother had already won the final victory in the bloody fight between her dozen sisters and was crowned as the new king.

Since she would not go back to the past, she could not change everything before she was born.

The dark elf snorted in his heart.

In the realm of darkness, of course, there is no so-called "master-disciple harmony" such as the level of order and light.

She respected this great dark sage because of his status and wisdom.

Therefore, she could also try to spy on all the details of this great dark sage so tirelessly.

The kingdom of darkness never needs any active teaching and supervision - blood and blades will always fill people with inexhaustible active motivation...

"You have just offered your wisdom under the great throne and have been given the highest praise."

"Why do you seem a little... sad?"

The dark elf did not continue the topic.

Instead, she pointed out some details that she had seen.

Perhaps these details were what Seraphim had never let her see on weekdays.

But now, the dark elf did not delve into them.

Under the law of the ancient agreement, Seraphim needs to answer all questions from followers.

No matter how inappropriate it is, or even crazy and ridiculous.

Seraphim has to do this.

Because that is the agreement made by the powerful and only king...

Of course, now, no follower will repeat the stupid things that those predecessors did.

The power of this great dark sage is only second to that of the only king.

Among the many sub-ring leaders led by the dark stars below, Seraphim's power is not that weak.

Seraphim did not answer immediately, but turned his head and looked at the sky again.

After a while, he slowly said:

"That is not sorrow, child."

Seraphim rarely spoke to the dark elf in such a tone.

This gentle enough attitude made the dark elf's eyes condense.

She could now feel more and more that there was something wrong with the great dark sage today.

What was the reason?

The dark elf didn't know.

Obviously, judging from the current situation, the other party should be happy.

The only king showed his supreme grace.

This means that the other party's position as the leader of the second ring will be more secure.

Maybe in a short time, he will be able to get a higher position in the monument of darkness.

This is already a great achievement that countless dark lives can hardly imagine.

That is much more enviable than the so-called "ruler of a world"...

Even if that will be under the direct order of the only king.

But does becoming the ruler of the dark world mean that there is no need to be subject to any restrictions?

In the realm of supreme power, absolute willfulness must mean absolute power...

And the dark elf can also feel that Seraphim may not just answer her own questions.

Perhaps it is out of some kind of nostalgia, or perhaps it is communicating with another image in memory.

At this moment, she seems to be just an additional material carrier that is not so important.

"I escaped from the famine at the end of the dark years - that was really a long time ago..."

"They are always eager to deny my embarrassing origin, but everything should be like this."

"The gift from that ancient book has completely changed my fate."

Seraphim continued.

But the dark elf's heart suddenly jumped when he heard this.

Ancient book?

She wrote down this important message that she had never heard before.

Perhaps, the secret of the dark wise man will be revealed in front of her.

"... I have spent countless long years in countless dark realms."

"Perhaps because of me, they are often not so calm..."

Seraphim paused here, as if thinking about some past events.

He looked at the dark elf, and through that young but powerful face, he seemed to see some dust from the past.

"The curse of the ancient wisdom has made me lose a lot."

"This is the price of everything promised..."

"I will also be the price..."

"Run away, child, I will wipe away the darkness on you, and you can choose your fate."

"This is the luck I have never had - embrace the mediocrity of light or sink into the hideous darkness again..."

Seraphim suddenly pushed the dark elf.

The next moment, the dark elf felt that the world around her was rapidly retreating.

She even penetrated the curtain of the world.

And in the glimpse of the chaos, she saw the magnificent figure that gradually condensed outside the curtain...

Seraphim raised her head and faced everything fearlessly...