It was almost dawn, except for Niya who ran to an unaffected room to make up for a sleep, no one else was sleepy. An Fei, Susanna and Chris Ding whispered in the corridor, while Slamberge stood in the courtyard downstairs, looking at the slightly shiny east, and prayed in peace. Learning is like sailing against the current, and if you don’t advance, you will retreat. Many people know the truth inside, but there are not many people who can truly keep this sentence in mind and practice it in person. The peak powerhouses in the world may be able to get to this point by relying on their own extraordinary talents, but they have another basic point and common point, that is, diligence!

There will be no pie falling from the sky. Even if he is born with great power, if he does not sweat and takes solid steps, he will never become one of the peak powers. The world is fair at some point. Although he can make up for his shortcomings by relying on power, it is only a make up for it.

Jerofik, the commander of the Storm Legion of the Elisen Empire, was awe-inspiring in the Four World when he was young. Apart from Ernest and Philip, he was the youngest when he entered the ranks of great swordsmen. However, after becoming famous, he devoted all his energy to power and his cultivation did not advance but retreated. So when Ernest challenged him, he knew he would lose his opponent and used despicable means. On the other hand, An Fei, when he stepped into this world, he was completely defeated back to the prototype and started from scratch with tenacious perseverance. In just a few years, he became a character again. Although this is inseparable from the family skills he practiced, without diligence, no matter how magical the things are, they cannot play their due role in the hands of lazy people.

"Hey." An Fei touched Susanna with his arm.

"What's wrong?"

"Help me take out the fallen angel emblem." An Fei whispered as he looked at Slan Beer downstairs.

"Fallen Angel Emblem?" Chris Ding exclaimed.

"Damn...you can speak softly!" An Fei said anxiously.

"Rude!" Chris Ding said dissatisfiedly.

"What do you want that to do?" Susanna looked surprised.

"Just curious, just take a look and then put it back."

"Oh." Susanna nodded, turned around and walked towards the package under the wall. In fact, she was neither stupid nor stupid, but on the contrary, she was very alert. She was just with An Fei, as if she was too lazy to think by herself. She always did whatever An Fei said, and never hesitated. Of course, the exception was when flirting.

"Is there really a fallen angel emblem?" Chris Ting came over and asked in a low voice. This time he learned to be careful.

"Yeah." An Fei said slowly: "Do you know this thing?"

"I know, it's a very touching story." Chris sighed.

At this time, Susanna was almost walking to the parcel, but turned around and walked back with helpless look on her face.

"What's wrong?"

"There is a seal."

"You are a high-level swordsman, can't you destroy that seal?"

"Can destroy it!" Susanna couldn't help but give An Fei a blank look: "What are you thinking?"

An Fei understood that destruction can be destroyed, but no one can repair it, and it is not guaranteed that the seal can be hidden from Slambell's induction when it is damaged.

"Ha, I was thinking about something else just now..." An Fei smiled self-deprecatingly: "Chris Ding, let's talk about the fallen angel emblem."

"Well... do you know the origin of the undead magic land?" Chris Ding cleared his throat and looked like he was about to make a long speech.

"It wasn't what you created anyway." An Fei said angrily.

"Be serious. An Fei." Susanna smiled and pushed An Fei.

Chris pretended not to hear An Fei's words: "It is said that in the distant era of the Gods War, an angel fell in love with a princess, and the name of that angel... I can't remember it clearly."

"Old-handsome! In that distant Genesis era, I also fell in love with a beautiful princess. Susanna and I..."

"I'm not a princess." Susanna's pink face turned red.

"Do you want to listen to me?" Chris Ting looked a little sad: "I don't want to listen to me and go to rest anymore. No one is here to watch you flirt with you."

"Tell me, say me, I just liven up the atmosphere." An Fei smiled. He had a faint feeling just now. Slambelle had woken up from prayer and could hear their conversation, so he deliberately said something to show his carelessness.

"The stories of legends are old-fashioned, but this story should be somewhat authentic." Chris Ding explained: "Later, the princess died in the war. When the angel arrived from heaven, the princess's bones had been mixed with countless bones and could not be distinguished. He was heartbroken and unwilling to admit this fact. In the end, he even gave up his faith. He believed that the God of Light launched the war, and everything he suffered was caused by the God of Light."

"In order to make his lover appear in front of him again, he released the great resurrection technique of the god-level on the ruins of the battlefield. Perhaps it was because his heart was full of resentment, or perhaps it was because he betrayed the God of Light. The power of light also betrayed him. Or maybe there were too many skeletons that had received magic, and all the skeletons on the ruins became living lives. But they were soulless lives."

"You... are you too nonsense? Is it a zombie created by the magic of light?" An Fei said in a daze.

"I haven't finished speaking yet." Chris Ding said dissatisfiedly: "The angel couldn't find which one was his lover, but he did not give up hope. He stayed with those strange lives all day long, searching for them. Over time, those lives gradually developed wisdom. Finally, his lover finally recovered his prototype, but with the current gaze, his lover had become a lich."

"The God of Light learned of everything the angel did, and was furious and sent down the divine punishment to powder the things that should not have appeared. However, the angel and his lover did not disappear. They turned into a crystal. From one side, they were a male depraved angel with black wings. From the other side, they became a female depraved angel. After countless years, an ordinary man accidentally picked up the crystal. He made the crystal into a herald, and later he happened to obtain the memory of the angel. In this way, the magic of the undead appeared."

"You're talking about the fallen angel emblem we found?"

"Definitely not." Chris Ting shook his head: "In order to commemorate their creators, the necromancers use their emblems to represent themselves. Those who hold male Fallen Angels' emblems are usually their elders, or very powerful necromancers, and those who hold female Fallen Angels' emblems are second-level necromancers, and they are the backbone of the necromancers."

"So, Nanna is a very powerful necromancer?" An Fei asked in surprise.

"Well." Chris Ding nodded: "I know what you are doubting, but I don't understand. Nanna has a poor physique and cannot practice magic and fighting spirit. Why can she become a necromancer? Is there a fundamental difference between undead magic and other magic?"

"Only the Necromancer can answer this question." An Fei shrugged.

"Yes, only those who have mastered the magic of the undead can understand what's going on." Chris Ding said helplessly.

"Why haven't I heard of this legend?" Susanna opened her eyes wide.

"This is what I see from the forbidden books, forbidden books!" Chris Ding's eyebrows were a little contented: "I thought I had put a lot of effort into finding those books."

"It would have been great if we could meet earlier." An Fei smiled.

"What's the meaning?"

“I used to like reading banned books.”

"Really? Then what have you seen?" Chris Ding said with a sympathetic look on his face.

"Have you read the girl's heart?" An Fei was actually talking about a pornographic novel that was circulated among students in the late 1980s and early 1990s. At that time, no one dared to print such books, and they were handwritten copies of the students spontaneously.

"Girl's Heart?" Chris Ding thought for a moment and asked with interest: "What kind of story is it?"

"The story of creating life."

"Heaven... is it a legend of creation?" Chris Ting couldn't help but exclaim, and Susanna's eyes lit up. Both of them were newbies. How could she think of An Fei's dirty filth? The so-called creation of life is the creation of villains.

"It's almost the same." An Fei was surprised by Chris Ding's imagination.

"Tell us quickly." Chris said anxiously. His desire for knowledge seemed to be no less than An Fei.

"A long time ago, I saw Susanna..." An Fei came again.

"Go!" Chris Ding waved.

"An Fei, you are not serious!" Susanna gave An Fei a half-shamed and half-angrily.

An Fei smiled, where can he be serious now? Slanberge has walked up slowly.

"An Fei, don't always make people feel like you. Have you seen it?"

"Of course I've seen it, I can swear." An Fei sighed lightly and changed the subject: "Did you see the stars in the sky? What do you think that is?"

"Star?" Chris Ding, who has always been knowledgeable, seemed a little embarrassed at this moment: "There are countless theories, but no one can convince everyone."

"Stars should be free souls... Didn't the legendary hero Saint Broncico turn into stars?" Susanna said with a longing look on her face.
Chapter completed!