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Chapter 1722 their future

The speed of the Great Vortex guides magic is faster than all expected, and even faster than those casters in the New World.
About two-thirds of the casters completely lost their ability to cast on the way across the ocean. Those mages who took boats to the old continent just had to face the fact that the magic crystal stones quickly disappeared and they became mortals themselves.
Some of the fates are much more miserable. Many of the casters who choose to fly fell directly into the sea. When they are out of control, they can't even release a feather drop technique. Unfortunately, there are almost no mages who can swim.
Except for Sildo Roosevelt, the once young man, had grown into a qualified spellcaster at this time. Judging from the player's level, his level had exceeded ten.
As a mage apprentice, Sildo's growth rate is already amazing enough, but as a follower of Xu Yichen, he has never been able to catch up with the hero he followed.
Not only him, but the Knight Bart was soon left behind by Xu Yichen. No one could have expected that Xu Yichen would be related to the safety of the entire world in just three or four years.
In the face of the fast pace of players, especially players in the Loess Zone, they can only be spectators and witness the changes around them.
Some cities were overthrown, new cities were established, wooden ships grew bigger and bigger, and then turned into iron ships.
Humans, elves, and powerful orcs live together and obey orders above race. An unprecedented huge machine is assembled one by one in the port and transported to cities, fields, and mines.
Things that the Far South people have never seen have been constantly appearing, and they live in the future every day.
When the people in the Loess District told Sildo that there might be no magic in the future, this young man, who had already matured, did not feel too many strange things.
Magic was originally an alien to him. Compared to the various knowledge he learned from the Cyris, Sildo didn't even think that magic was the most important one.
The output of water-making technology is far less than that of seawater desalination. The range of paralyzing rays is not as easy to use as a crossbow. Fireball is not as easy to use as a bomb. While learning magic, Sildo is also learning mathematics, physics and chemistry at the same time.
He never used magic to make profits for himself, nor did he have this opportunity. Even as the Cyris began to rule the Far South in full, the opportunity to learn magic gradually became popular, just like other disciplines, you can sign up for study at will.
Even if such power is suddenly lost, people will not react too much.
When the world was in such a drastic change, Sildo considered that if he could not become a combat mage and help Xu Yichen gain glory on the battlefield, what else could he do?
There are three roads in front of Sildo. He can write and calculate, and can play his role in many places. Moreover, he is one of the group of people who cooperate most deeply with players among the Aboriginal people, and one of the veterans of the Retribution Team. The Team welcomes Sildo to become the management team.
But what Sildo really wants to do is to be a teacher. Although he knows that he still has a long way to go on the road of science, he believes that he can let more indigenous children get exposed to this knowledge.
In fact, without magic, Sildo even felt like he had unloaded his burden. Although Xu Yichen had never summoned him, the only motivation for him to study magic was to prepare for it.
And now, he can realize his ambitions.
The old knight Bart looked at Sildo who was leaving and offered his blessings, while he himself guarded the Black Tower with a smile.
A few days ago, Li Yanlong told him that if Xu Yichen could succeed, there would be no magic or psychic energy in this world soon, and the witches would be completely liberated. They would become ordinary girls, and they would no longer have to worry about dying or becoming a monster one day.
Knight Bart has never fallen asleep since that day. He stood like a statue, waiting for the arrival of that moment with anticipation.
Inside the Black Tower, the witches also gathered together, waiting with complex moods.
Most of these psychics are immature, and only Artejan keenly senses the changes in psychic energy, and the tide of psychic energy is slowly declining from its peak.
All this happened so suddenly that she only knew that it had something to do with Aphiral and the demon hunter. In any case, Alteya hoped that they would succeed.
She hugged Lulumeo in her arms, and unconsciously stroked the soft ears of the kitten man: "Wait until everything is over, let's go to the loess area to live. I always heard Li Yanlong say how prosperous it is. I saved a lot of money, enough for us to live for half of our lives. When Carlo gets married, we will help you see the children together."
Two flushings flew on the girl Carlo's cheeks, and she lowered her head and said nothing.
Only the kitten man shook his tail and asked enthusiastically: "Will Sister Aifelar be with us? Will she marry Brother Demon Hunter?"
"Yes, they will." Arteya rubbed the kitten man's head hard: "Now, go to bed well. When you wake up, we can leave the Black Tower. Then we will take a big boat together, the kind of iron ship you have always wanted to take, go to the sea and go to the hometown of the Demon Hunter, where there are countless delicious food and endless beautiful scenery..."
Before Arteya could finish speaking, the kitten man fell asleep under the influence of his psychic energy.
No one knows what will happen in the future, and the only thing Arteya can do is to let the youngest witch fall asleep and spend this difficult time in her sleep.
The whole world is experiencing drastic changes in magical decline. Almost all legendary powerhouses can feel the declining of the surrounding magical environment, and the legendary powerhouses around the tower feel particularly strongly.
Jiu Jianxian stood beside a pile of corpses, stretched out his hand and watched as he felt his magic power constantly being pulled by the large vortex in the distance. If it weren't for the stable foundation, he could not even control his energy consumption.
"This is the beginning of change." Zhang Guo swallowed the fine wine in his wine gourd: "Don't you come some? It took only a long time to make the taste halfway, and if you don't drink it, it will be tasteless."
"I can drink any wine." The Jiu Jianxian smiled freely and threw the peerless sword he had used for three or four years to the ground. In order to intercept several mages who rushed into the vortex, he also ventured into the dangerous range of the vortex, and his magic equipment was completely destroyed in an instant.
Chapter completed!
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