Thirty-five years of the Abyss calendar.

Tulisa has been a great sage for nine years and is destined to live no more than ten years.

In the last stage of her life, the cute and introverted little girl turned into a little old lady, carrying a cane and wearing a purple robe, while she was conducting final research.

"Everything has been done."

"This land shouldn't need a third great sage. I've basically finished deducing all the low-level things in the wizarding world."

"The next great sage should be used in other worlds after you ascend. Build a new sage tower there."

"However, according to the detection, the location of the world passage is extremely far away. It requires a huge amount of soul power to ascend to it. It requires at least the realm of the peak of legend."

"Just practice slowly and it will take another twenty or thirty years."

Before she died, Tulisa had arranged everything.

And the wizards and common people throughout the era have already had a premonition.

This great man and giant who drove the times is about to leave them.

The world seems to have felt the arrival of tragedy. The beginning of a legendary era also means the dusk of a great man.

as expected.

On this day, Tulisa ushered in the end of her life.

Countless wizards in front of the hospital bed shook their heads and left, helpless.

"It would be nice to have a few more years!"

"Pay tribute to the great men of the era!"

The information spread throughout the world and exploded.

The whole wizarding world, a big earthquake!

Major newspapers and periodicals wrote various reports and articles one after another, and people also began to spontaneously march and held various farewell activities.

"The times are prosperous because some people are carrying the burden forward!" - Feng Delun Imperial City Times.

"While we have always respected their greatness, we still underestimate their greatness!" - Wharton World.

The sound resounds in every city.

...

In college.

A mentor said to the young children:

"This is an unprecedented era of cohesion!"

"Unlike Yin Lisi in the early years, who fought various wars and fought internally, there emerged selfless strong men from Wharton, great men who dedicated their lives, taking over the torch again and again to promote civilization!"

"People often say to me: I was born in the wrong era. There are too many heroes in this era and I am lackluster. Now I want to tell you that we should also be lucky to be born in this era!

We should be grateful to those great people,

We wizards are about to set foot outside of distant civilizations, but we will never forget that wizards are a group of people who pursue the truth!"

Times have become short, and heroes come one after another.

Wharton reigned for seven years, Swara for nine years, Tulisa for ten years,

Which of the heroes of the Golden Age lived longer? Gold is gold made with blood!

The instructor read: "And the great man is about to pass away, so let us sing the hero's hymn and dedicate it to the greatest Lady Tulisa!"

"Praise Ms. Tulisa!" Some students stood up.

Woo woo woo.

Many young wizards below were crying.

The lighthouse is about to collapse. People remember all the silent contributions of the heroes and can only shout for them. However, the heroes are destined to leave in their time, but they still remember the loneliness and determination of their exploration.

...

...

In the memoirs of "Tulisa and Me".

Anna, a friend who went to school with Missinaka College, wrote this passage in the book:

[She was still very young at the time, with a lifespan of seven to eight hundred years. She was timid and introverted, but she was a genius. Many male wizards were chasing her and thought she was cute, but she was so timid that she even refused because I was helping. I thought

We were lifelong friends, but that timid girl left on that day.】

[It was then that I discovered that the little wizard who was so timid that she could not even speak clearly had a light in her eyes and a unique desire for us wizards to pursue the truth. Later I sent her to the imperial city to participate in the election. On a day of warm flowers

, in the distance is the whistle of a train heading into the distance, with thick smoke billowing.】

[I will always remember that day when I asked her: Do we have to go? She picked up her suitcase and said to me: I want to... just focus on what’s in front of me. ]

[When I saw her again, that introverted friend had already put on the world's only purple robe, and was equipped with a solemn holy sage badge. He was sitting in the most dazzling position, welcoming his own dusk, carrying the entire civilization on his thin shoulders.

Leading the wizards across the land, I became her attendant, still taking care of her food and daily life, and continuing to help the timid girl communicate with other wizards...]

Finally, in the bookstore, the eldest lady Xi Bier looked at this memoir and couldn't bear it anymore and started to cry...

This era is the purest and most colorful era. Here are a group of the cutest truth-seekers, and the victims come one after another.

Li Qing sat quietly next to him, still reading the book.

He suddenly raised his head and looked at the sky:

"The ancient god of the temple sent a heavy rain to see off the last sage, but Proeus is just a monarch on the earth, and he still seems to want to give her something."

...

Tulisa just sat quietly in the flower garden.

The aroma is rich and the trees are green.

This old man looked at the sky of the crystal wall, waiting for the final destination.

Emperor Proeus walked slowly over and looked at the old sage on the chair who had led an era. "I can't do anything for you, I can only show you the historic moment."

"Look at the sky! Your dedication will witness the ascension of the wizarding world. I want to break through the world."

Tulisa, an old man, was stunned and looked like he wanted to stop him.

According to calculations and realm divisions, it takes at least the legendary peak to break through the realm and the soul to cross that long distance and reach the end.

Otherwise, death from exhaustion is inevitable.

"I once underestimated your research talent and brain, but you also underestimated my cultivation ability and combat power." Proeus just smiled.

He has only been practicing for a few years and is already in the middle stage of legend.

This speed is terrifying!

However, she still couldn't catch up with Tulisa's death, allowing her to see her achievements and witness her soaring success before she died.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! However, in the middle of the legend, according to his secret discussions with some wizards, as long as he puts on the ancestral magic core and absorbs the power of the entire people's magic core, he can open the door to the dead and temporarily

Reach the pinnacle of legend.

Even if it has such huge side effects, it will cost him a thousand years of life, which is extremely stupid. With his qualifications, it won't take long to practice slowly.

Tulisa also guessed the other party's plan in an instant, "Don't..."

"For many things, it's not whether it's worth it or not, but whether you're willing to do it or not."

He read:

"Like you, you only have a few years left in your life. Is it worth it? But you are willing."

Boom!

"I wish." With a solemn look on his face, he slowly put on the ancestral crown, centered on the Sage's Tower, and absorbed the blessings of wisps of power from the entire Demonic Core.

"This heroic ceremony is dedicated to the greatest lady Tulisa of this era!

"

The man smiled affectionately, and the familiar and terrifying power continued to explode, "You should witness the results of this life with your own eyes."

"I will send back the information here."

Boom!

Countless thunders surged.

A terrifying momentum erupted.

Coercion covered the entire abyss.

Even the elven world in the distance felt that strong will.

"Oh my god, it's unbelievable. Your Majesty actually wants to break open the world as a gift before that one leaves!"

"In the past, the old gods sent heavy rain to see us off, but now your majesty breaks through the boundary and comes out."
To be continued...