Alisa walked through the shadows of the trees, but her eyes looked at the lines of text on the silver light screen, which made her eyes slightly reflect in the darkness, but soon disappeared.
She asked, "Jita, what is the wound of the Asha?"
But instead of Jita, the answer was Sky Blue: "The wound of the sand is the scar of the sand, which is just its different name. However, the wound of the sand refers to a change that occurred six years ago around the scar of the sand. The scar of the sand is caused by jade fragments. Although most of the fragments have been taken away and sealed, the wounds it left on the holy tree have not been closed. A rift is formed below, and there is a dead silent area in the rift."
"The Elf Court has been monitoring the borders of the subsandra traces for thousands of years. Due to the self-healing ability of the Holy Tree, its borders have been slowly shrinking, but for reasons they are not clear, several small expansions occasionally occur. The most recent expansion occurred six years ago, near Norisinen, and turned the city into a deadly place. There were tens of thousands of casualties throughout the process, with only a few hundred survivors."
Her knowledge of this matter only ends here.
The naturalist Miss took over the conversation: "The survivors showed more or less some special abilities afterwards, with silver blood flowing, with stronger magical adaptability, some even became infinite, and even directly obtained the ability of law, just like this person. Most of their ability to law is very ancient, from the seven pillars of the black throne incomplete, some from the Lord of Staff Sochter, and some from the Lord of Eagle Guatemok, but most of them are not complete."
"The law of this man comes from the power of the twelve stars of Sochitel, the Lord of Staff. It is not yet certain that he can call several holy names, but they are all called the Star Weaver Master, praying to the ancient stars for response, gaining power, and paying the price."
"His previous spells should have come from Eltaris, the Star of Killing and the Control, actually controls endless wars and violence, and all the spells related to killing of the Star Weaver are related to it."
"In addition, there are Sereal, Mirian, Ashria, Firmar, Novaris, Ulton, Lethan, Carris, Arsen, Serean and Ophelia eleven stars, which together form the magic net and etheric circulation of the Snakeman era of the Cinsas Snakeman."
"Be careful," the fairy lady reminded, "Miss Alisa, the magic of the Star Weaver is treacherous and changeable. All holy names have a realm on the opposite side, but which spell he casts must be at the cost of the other side. The gods of the Snakeman era appreciate sacrifice and compensation, and believe that all miracles have a price."
She made this sentence through Fang Yu's Dragon Knight system, but her writing style is very different from Fang Yu's, and it is recognizable at a glance.
Alisa turned off the light screen. She had collected enough information. She felt that she had approached the Silver Step. Although the surroundings were still quiet, the crystalline trees remained silent.
But here, it is already within the coordinate range given by Jita.
The Star Weaver was looking at the spell that dissipated in his hands in a little stunned.
He looked at the ancient runes on the Staff of Nominus, and the wounds that were being bridged on his arm, and he didn't know which part of his mistake was wrong.
But just like before, the ancient fate did not say a word, symbolizing Mirian's starlight was so dim that it was almost impossible to see, and the vertical lines of the future were chaotic. He had never encountered such a situation in the past.
"Damn it." The Star Weaver cursed inwardly. Since Mirien did not respond to him, then try Magic and Silence Stars, which might be the right situation.
He reached for his staff, but at this moment, a feeling of standing upright exploded from him, something was passing through the magical protection he had laid around.
The Star Weaver turned around and threw the silver knife in his hand in that direction without thinking.
The knife turned into a beam of silver light under the action of the spell, but the shadow stirred in the direction it was moving forward, and a slender dagger was poked out from it and gently touched it on the knife.
A dazzling fire light was drawn from the darkness, like a golden line, and the knife was broken to the side, and I didn't know where to fly.
Alisa jumped out of the shadow, looked down at the scratches on her dagger, her arms were numb, and this was just a spell on the other party.
And she didn't know how the other party noticed her - if the caster had this alertness, the shadow dancer's profession would have no value.
But there are almost no warning spells she knows that do not make any sound, whether it is the warning technique or the surveillance network of higher rings, or is it the power of laws?
Is it the spell of the twelve stars?
"Yes, this is exactly the power of Magic and Silence, Ashria," a voice sounded from her, and the figure of the fairy lady was emerging from Alisa and gently fell on her shoulders.
Alisa was slightly stunned for a moment, but she didn't expect that the fairy lady would come to her side. She looked at the other party with some surprise: "Miss Tata?"
"I'll help you," Tata replied softly, "Ashria's essence is protection, weaving magic into a strong shield, and almost all its spells are biased towards protection."
The Star Weaver naturally couldn't see Miss Tata, but as soon as Alisa distracted, he immediately seized the opportunity - or rather, since Alisa appeared, his chanting of lyrics had never stopped.
Miss Nightingale naturally noticed the other party's small movements, throwing the dagger in her hand in that direction, but hitting a transparent wall in mid-air.
The long dagger hit the wall, as if it was pushed back by an invisible force and bounced away.
At this time, the Star Weaver took a step back, grabbed his magic wand, and pointed at Miss Nightingale: "Fire of Stars!"
A gray flame ignited from Miss Nightingale's feet and immediately turned into a circle, leading Alisa in the circle into a world full of fantasy.
She seemed to see an endless black field, with twelve stars hanging high, hanging different starlights, reflecting on the twelve minarets below it.
"Be careful, this is an illusion."
Before Tata finished speaking, the space in front of Alisa separated, and a spike of flame pierced out of it.
Miss Nightingale pulled out another dagger with her backhand and raised her knife to block it - to no avail.
The flame pierced the sharp blade in her hand, touching her chest, piercing her dark leather armor like a real blade, leaving a deep bone-visible hole there.
But Alisa didn't think about it and raised her dagger to touch her neck. The star weaver not far away saw her trapped the nightingale's body and turned into a piece of sand, falling to the ground one by one like a dissipated shadow.
At the same moment, the shadow appeared beside him, like ink fainting in the air, and a figure jumped out of the shadow and stabbed him with a knife.
Use a stand-in to break free from the illusion.
Star Weaver rarely sees this move, but whether it is Shadow Dance or Assassin, the number of substitutes is limited. How many times can you play like this?
He raised his magic wand and shouted: "The ancient stars weaving magic and order, show me your power-"
A starlight fell from the sky and fell on him, turning into a silver armor, and Elisa slashed over the armor with a knife, and it didn't move at all.
It just made the stars above ripple.
Alisa was quite surprised. She had never fought with the silver-level caster, but this guy's protection level was probably not far from the same level of heavy armor profession?
She couldn't help asking, "Miss Tata, is there any flaw in this spell? I can't hold him back if this continues."
Alisa can remember clearly that all miracles of the twelve stars come at a price.
"The essence of magic is order, but the ether itself tends to be disordered and disordered, so all magic will eventually be disordered."
Tata replied, “So chaos and disorder are the true face of Ashriah, and when he prays for strength to Him, the risk of disorder itself accumulates.
"The stronger the order, the greater the risk of disorder."
The star weaver shot three purple rays at Alisa, and she dodged one by one, but the other party hid a ray at the end, and the ray almost hit her left shoulder.
While dodging, she turned her head and asked, "So I just need to keep asking him to cast protective spells until a certain node, his own spell will collapse?"
"I'm afraid not," the fairy lady shook her head, "but I can try to help you, you need to attack him as much as possible."
"I'll try my best." Miss Nightingale answered in a breath.
She stepped back and merged her figure into the shadow.
She changed her intention to fight. Although the warning spell set by the other party in the forest could find her traces, she remembered correctly-
The spell itself also comes from Ashria's power.
But the Star Weaver sneered - she was fooled - although he was still a little surprised, the other party seemed to have noticed the foundation of the power he used.
These people are quite knowledgeable, but how can the power of the wound of Yasha be so simple?
He used a simple spell to force the other party to that area, but the moment the other party retreated and merged into the shadow, the surrounding barrier spell immediately captured the other party's whereabouts.
However, the suspicious side still gained the upper hand, which prevented him from taking all his strength, but left some room for reaction.
He raised his magic wand and snapped his fingers gently in that direction.
A gray starlight shot out from his fingertips. The starlight was so weak, like a ray of gray flame.
It seemed slow and fast, but in a flash it had come to Elisa, and swallowed her in an instant before Miss Nightingale reacted.
At the moment the starlight burst out, it turned into a light cone, turning everything that passed through the light path - with the star weaving as the center, into nothingness, stretching forward with the star weaving machine as the center.
In the triangular area, whether it is crystalline tree trunks, rocks, vegetation, or even winding black rivers, the river water rises and evaporates into ash.
The middle section of the entire river channel dried up and exposed the riverbed. The river water almost broke down for a while before it poured into the area again and penetrated into the cracked and crystallized soil.
Miss Nightingale stood there, and her whole body seemed to turn into a statue of glass, cracking little by little, then collapsed and passed away with the wind.
However, the Star Weaver does not think he killed the other party.
“One more.”
He and Alissa counted in their hearts at the same time.
A thick black shadow fainted from behind the Star Weaver, and Miss Nightingale jumped out from there again, slashing at the former with a knife.
But the Star Weaver raised his magic wand to block it, and he, a spellcaster, could not block the nightingale's attack, but a barrier of starlight extended across the interweaving runes.
The dagger slashed over the barrier, and a flash of light bounced away Alisa.
Miss Nightingale's figure was split into two in the air. This was the first time she used the ability to construct a siren, and it also achieved miraculous results.
The Star Weaver was slightly stunned, and was already slashed by Alisa on her body, but the starlight's armor flashed again, blocking the damage.
He raised his staff and shot a gray starlight at one of the shadows, burning it directly into powder, but Miss Nightingale had already jumped far away.
Then escape into the shadow again.
The Star Weaver began to have a headache. If Mirien's power was still there, he wouldn't have to be so troubled - the spells of fate and prophecy were the nemesis among these guys who had hidden their heads and tails.
But now, he had to use barrier-based spells to roughly determine the opponent's position, but in this way, all the spells related to accuracy cannot be cast.
But large-scale powerful spells related to Eltaris often require a very long preparation time. He has just cast one, and he doesn't know when to prepare for the next one.
Moreover, the spells of the barrier system also come from Ashria. Although he can suppress the power of disorder, he cannot be so unscrupulous.
He had to maintain that early warning spell only at critical moments.
Alisa once again took off from the shadows and stabbed him with a knife, but it was also useless, and she took a spell without any attention.
But she was not panicked and always maintained her own rhythm.
After several rounds of fights, the starlight armor on the Star Weaver finally dimmed a lot, but Miss Nightingale also felt uncomfortable, with several wounds on her body.
One of the spells penetrated her thighs, reducing her movement power a lot, and also damaged a plug-in there, causing her to lose the ability of Shadow Jump.
The suspicious Star Weaver finally couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw this scene.
He glanced at Alissa gloomy and spoke for the first time: "Don't think I don't know what you are planning, Miss Nightingale."
Alisa couldn't help but be slightly stunned.
While the elf magician spoke, he did not stop preparing the spell at all. The terrifying scar on his face grew again.
"Be careful," Tata immediately reminded as he looked at the scene, "The power of killing and domination comes from physical pain. He is about to exert the power of Eltaris--"
Miss Nightingale naturally knew that the more lethal the spells, the longer the preparation time it would take. She retreated now and was looking for death.
What she has to do is to interrupt the other person-
But the Star Weaver sneered: "You want me to fall into a state of magic disorder? But I don't know that the cost of the ancient stars does not necessarily need the caster to bear it himself."
"When I convert those disordered energy into spells, the real price is just yourself-"
"I can carefully calculate the balance between this and keep it within the limits I can accommodate, and what about you?"
"You are just a nightingale, and you want to compete with me for computing power? Isn't it a bit too whimsical?"
He raised his magic wand in the form of a victor, shouting: "Now let you see the true power of Ashria, weaving the ancient stars of magic and silence--the walls!"
But just as the Star Weaver recited the last spell, his face suddenly changed.
A terrible pressure fell from the top of the two people's heads, and the gray starlight seemed to separate the clouds and hang down from the dome, forming a wall of starlight.
The flowing wall seemed to divide the world into two, and even the shadow could not pass through it - it formed a ring, which seemed to protect the star weaver.
But just as the spell was about to be completed, the starlight suddenly faded.
The high walls were like a piece of glowing sand. They twisted, lost their proper structure, and finally flashed for a moment and passed away with the wind.
All magic will eventually be out of order.
What's going on? The first time the Star Weaver saw sweat on his forehead, he clearly felt that his spell had been disintegrated from the base and his magic was becoming out of order.
The disordered magic power almost immediately backfired on him through his magic furnace.
"Ancient Ashria!"
The Star Weaver roared and tried to regain control of the starlight, but to no avail. The magic left his control and even the ancient star did not say a word.
Just like Mirian.
The star weaver had a pale face. He finally realized what was going on. Someone was fighting with him for control of magic and order in the realm of ether.
The other party ruthlessly broke the balance he had carefully constructed with meticulous calculations, and concealed his perceptions, dismantling his magic order from the bottom.
But who can do it?
Even the caster himself can only use spells to dismantle the other party's spells, unless those creatures living in the sea of ​​ether and light can interfere with the order of magic from the ether world.
But the other party?
The star weaver's face turned extremely bad, and he raised his head and looked at Alisa with an extremely absurd look—and finally couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.
But that was just a mere nightingale.
He would rather kill himself on the statue of Angina than believe that a nightingale surpasses himself in magical talent, and even compete with himself on the sea of ​​ether to calculate the balance and disorder of magic.
Just where the Star Weaver could not see it, Miss Tata was sitting quietly on Alisa's shoulder, looking at him with silver eyes.
The Ethereal Dragon Soul is the Light Sea creature.
And in this world, no one can surpass her in computing power—
She was reminding Alisa softly, "Be careful, he has another spell to prepare."
Miss Nightingale nodded.
The Star Weaver does have another spell being completed.
On the Staff of the Monas, the spell woven in the shadow had absorbed all his pain and was turning into a gray flame that swept towards the two.
Eltaris' power comes from sacrifice and pain.
The damage caused to him by disordered magic became an opportunity to complete the spell.
The scar on the Star Weaver's face almost expanded by one third again, but this spell did not come from his own voluntary - the disorder of magic made him unable to control his spell.
The stormy gray flame locked on Alissa, and this time the range of this radial spell was reduced by about one-third.
But it still took Miss Nightingale's last stand-up-
Alisa was also injured in this disordered spell, because she lost the ability of Shadow Leap and let part of the power of this spell hit her.
The crazy magic directly shattered her magic armor, and a shocking red and charred burning mark on her right arm.
But she clenched her silver teeth and knocked out the gray flames directly. She seized this opportunity and slashed at the star weaver ahead with a knife.
The first sword slashed heavily on the shield of the opponent's magic furnace. The disordered magic power made the opponent's magic furnace lose about two-thirds of its effect, but the passive shield still exists.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Alisa split into three, and once again activated the ability to construct Siren.
The Star Weaver finally woke up at this moment, and immediately activated a gem on his robe when he saw this. As a silver level, he naturally could not have no trump card of his own.
This gem comes from the temple in Angina, which is his last way to save his life. It is not very novel to say that this thing is just a magic storage gem.
The power of mortals comes from magic furnaces. Once the magic furnace destroys their power, it will lose most of them. At this moment, the magic furnace of the Star Weaver cannot be damaged-
But the core crystal inside is filled with disordered magic that he cannot mobilize at all, and it is not much different from the damage.
But this magic storage gem can give him an external magic source in a short period of time. Although it lasts for not long, it is enough for him to cope with the current situation.
The star weaver knew very well that all his abilities had a price, so it was impossible not to prepare for it early. He was just a little sad about the value of this gem.
This thing is a legendary and strange thing. The price of legendary equipment on the market is not lower than that of ordinary equipment. The price of strange things is several times that of ordinary equipment.
Even if he uses this thing, his heart will be a little bleeding.
However, once the magic power returned to his mobilization, the Star Weaver immediately raised the Staff of Nominus and used two spells to penetrate the opponent's two clones.
He watched Alisa's clone turn into ashes in the air, and he was still a little surprised - the nightingale in front of him was always full of weirdness.
He has never seen the ability of this clone in other similar professions, and he still hasn't understood how the other party destroyed his magic balance.
After his magic was disordered, he lost Ashria's favor. For at least one month, he would not want to use the same category of spells.
What made the Star Weaver very depressed was that he had mastered five holy names in total. Since fighting with these people, he had inexplicably lost two abilities.
He has never fought such a frustrating battle since he was promoted to the Silver Level.
He turned around and tried to capture the movements of Alisa's original body. Because the barrier spell failed and the Star of Destiny remained silent, causing him to almost lose the basic means of dealing with the shadow dancer.
And it was at that time that Alisa appeared beside him again and slashed at his shield with a knife.
The Star Weaver reacted slowly. After all, he was a silver-level, and his basic attributes were far superior to ordinary spell casters. He raised his magic wand and threw an instant spell at Alisa.
Miss Nightingale had to turn sideways.
Let the spell fly out against her chest, hit the crystalline trees behind her, and blow it to pieces.
However, as soon as she let the two clones behind the Star Weaver that had been dispersed by him suddenly merged back together and turned into human forms.
They raised their daggers again and stabbed them from behind him with a knife.
Stand-in technique!
Even with the star weaving character who had always been silent at that moment, he couldn't help but collapse a little - he had never heard of any clone spell that could allow clones to master the abilities of their original body.
What's more, the substitute is the core ability of the Shadow Dancer and the Assassin. If the other party has mastered this, should we just master the Shadow Yue together?
However, the two clones quickly answered his questions.
They stabbed the Star Weaver's shield with one blow and did not penetrate it. Then they immediately turned into shadows on the left and right sides, and once again separated and walked around him on both sides.
The Star Weaver finally couldn't bear it anymore. He directly inserted the staff of Fenminus to the ground, and a gray flame spread out from under his feet.
Wherever the flames passed, everything turned into ashes, and even the two shadows flashed slightly and shattered all over the ground in an instant, but they immediately tried to bridge them again.
But the gray flames followed and immediately burned them to ashes again.
"Firmar, Taboo and the Star of Doomsday," said the fairy lady immediately reminding her, "Be careful, this is a spell cast at the cost of life, blood for blood, teeth for teeth, and you must not let it touch you."
Fortunately, Alisa just stepped back from a distance.
But the star weaver half kneeled on the ground. Seeing this scene, he couldn't help but snorted coldly, gritting his teeth and said, "Where can you escape?"
He held the Staff of the Ferminus with one hand and held the other on his chest, and the blood on his face almost completely faded, becoming terriblely pale:
"Firmar, Lord of Doomsday and Taboo, obey my orders and bring destruction to my enemies with the blood of all the undead."
The gray flame immediately rose.
Alice looked at this scene unexpectedly, but heard a somewhat anxious voice from the fairy lady beside her:
"Doomsday spell, Alissa, be careful-"
Miss Nightingale had just reacted and felt a slight swaying under her feet.
Then, the entire valley suddenly shook.
Within a few kilometers, a low roar was heard under the entire forest, as if something was about to break out of the ground.
On the other side of the battlefield, Fang Yu naturally felt the power of this magic, but now he has no time to care about the battle situation on Miss Nightingale's side.
Because the law domain expanded by AshClaw has once again enveloped him and others, and this time - it was still Dalier who was the first to stand in front of this Silver Level.
AshClaw also felt the aura of Doomsday spell.
He stood in front of everyone and looked in that direction unexpectedly. Is the Star Weaver going to take out his ability to keep his chest so quickly?
In his opinion, the other party is not such a decisive person.
Chapter completed!