"Is that so? I'm afraid I can only blame myself for being only half-skilled back then."

"The girl" said, walking in front of the advisor of the Takma Order with a majestic step that did not suit her age and status.

She looked up at the old man, her eyes like an emperor looking at his subjects.

"It is your duty to avoid all unexpected factors."

She looked directly into the other person's eyes and said this, her childish voice revealing the majesty of a superior.

"The return of a person who has been missing for more than a thousand years does not fall into the category of unexpected factors that we can predict."

The old man named Hill replied as if he was complaining.

After saying that, the old man and the young man looked at each other for several seconds, and then the "girl" lowered her voice and asked:

'So is that really him?'

"It's just a shadow."

Hill replied.

As he spoke, he raised his hand and pointed to the bronze holy emblem hanging on the opponent's chest and continued:

"The temporary illusion created by distorting light is the same as you...or at least not more real than you now. After all, you still have a fulcrum in this world as a support.

When talking about the fulcrum, he pointed his finger at "Diana's" face.

"A fulcrum that can only carry less than 30% of my power? Today's religious orders are a bunch of waste. Even if they ask for help from those in the moon realm, they can't create a fulcrum of this level."

As the other party spoke, his face showed a strong disappointment that was completely inappropriate for his age.

"And as soon as that man came back, he directly triggered a tidal effect in the entire world. Even though they had more than 800 years to prepare, those trash guys couldn't completely erase the traces of his existence.

As he spoke, he took a deep breath of the mist floating around.

"What...are you talking about?"

Moulton looked at the two people with some confusion.

He first looked at "Diana", whose words and deeds were obviously no longer the same girl as before, and then looked at the member of the Takma Order known as Hill. He hesitated for a while before continuing to ask:

"Who is she?'

"As you can see, the Divine Enlightenment of the Eighth Order."

The consultant named Hill replied.

"Bullshit."

As Moulton spoke, he pulled out his blood-red sword. Golden lines clung to the sword's body, and a layer of vague flames burned on it.

"What did you just call her... Terra? The founding emperor of that empire? Please explain it clearly to me. What exactly do you want to do? You said before that you would use the enlightened person of the eighth Holy Spirit as a sacrifice. Are you trying to trick me by crowning the new king?"

Moulton raised the sword in his hand and pointed it at the old consultant and asked threateningly.

The death of the old king and the coronation of the new king have always been the core part of the ceremony with coronation elements. However, the last Mist King of Ava was thousands of years ago. The Queen Leme who wanted to be recognized by him When Daisy Moonshadow ascends to the top, she must find a sacrifice that can replace the King of Mist.

And this sacrifice is the divine enlightenment of the "Eighth Holy Spirit" - they can represent the imperial emperor who was recorded in the history of the high elves as having died in the Battle of Piaoling and became a mist ghost. The divine enlightenment is completely capable in terms of status. Competent.

But listening to what these two people said, it seemed that they didn't actually intend to do this.

Only then did "Diana" focus on the Moulton she brought here.

"She" explained with a smile

Explained:

"It's normal for you to have questions... Here's the thing. At the Terra Church in Wanren City, Storm Province, which is about tens of thousands of kilometers away from here, there are a few people pretending to be us and holding a grand resonance ceremony.

"

Moulton remembered that the "girl" in front of him had said before that the layout of Terra Church in Wanren City was exactly the same as the throne room here.

'Resonance ritual?'

Although he vaguely guessed something, Moulton still asked

"To put it simply, it uses symbolic concepts as resonant mirror images, blurring physical distances and dismantling the same ritual into several places at the same time.'

Hill explained from the sidelines.

"By the way, the genius who developed this ritual was expelled by the Morton Order because of it and went to the Vic Continent. Later, he received help from noble people and used the stars as a carrier to use this technology.

On a huge project, it eventually became a peak that future generations of magic chanters would never be able to overcome.'

"Awazhou" had a strange smile on his face and took over Hill's words and continued.

Although she seemed to be supplementing, "she" kept looking at Hill.

"Okay, I don't need you to remind me about Yeats. Letting him leave the Enlightened One is the best decision I have ever made in my life."

Hill replied, his voice full of depression.

"So you think it is the right decision to let him stay in the Enlightened One to continue his research?"

"After discovering that his research was out of control, it was the right decision to imprison him directly in the devil's prison."

"Trying to cage a wild beast is folly.

"It is cruel to release a ferocious beast directly into a flock of sheep."

"If you have to choose between cruelty and stupidity, I think you will make the right choice."

"Awazhou" shrugged.

Yeats, one of the three giants of the Unification War, the chief mage of Terra Riel, the first speaker of the Star Parliament, the designer and executor of the Star Law. At the same time, he was also the second person in history after William Kane.

, is also the last magic caster to practice all thirteen series of spells to the peak of the divine realm.

Official historians of the empire have always believed that Yeats was busy formulating the Law of the Stars and did not participate in the expedition against the Divine Enlightenment. This was the biggest cause of failure in the Battle of Piaoling, even higher than the inexplicable storm.

"You mean to say that Yeats is a Moulton?"

Diana asked in surprise.

"Not only that, but the best Moulton."

The girl answered with a smile, and then she continued:

"His conception made me touch a corner of eternity and pointed out a path to the ultimate.

As she said that, she looked at Hill aside and continued:

"If the current price had not prevented it, this road could have shortened the travel time by more than 800 years."

The truth behind Yeats's failure to participate in the expedition of the Divine Enlightenment was that Hill issued a warning on behalf of the Malton Order. If he, a former Malton, participated in it, the Malton Order would abandon its neutrality and form an alliance with Xing Meizhen to resist.

enemy.

Hill pursed his lips and remained silent.

"Of course, even if it is eight hundred years late, it is not too late. From the perspective of eternal time, these are just momentary experiences. Will they be back soon?"

As she spoke, she looked at the egg-shaped mist that was gradually shaking on the throne.

"A shadow of the past, and an outdated person. I didn't expect that in order to open up the future, I would eventually have to compete with the past.

As soon as he finished speaking, the mist dissipated like ice and snow.

On the throne, a female elf dressed elegantly and luxuriously, wearing a special crown like silver mist, pulled apart the chains wrapped around her like a cobweb.

Next to her, stood a man with gray hair and silver eyes.

"Yes, we still have to contend with the past."
Chapter completed!