Vol 2 Chapter 743: Return

Moline didn't know what happened in Trattle City, nor did Sophie wake up now.
He left the city of Trattle, and the rest of the front, continued to watch, and continued his journey.
For Morin, there are many places to go and many things to see. This is an indispensable step for him and some things he has to do.
Mo Lin went to the plane world near the Wizarding World and saw a lot of different civilizations, different creatures and races, and their characteristics.
Finally, Morin returned to the Wizarding Continent and came to the Parsis Subcontinent.
Or to return to the sub-continent of Parsis.
This is the last stop of Morin's trip.
The black horse was flying in the sky, and Morin's eyes narrowed slightly. He looked ahead, looking at the gradually clear Parsis subcontinent, with an inexplicable expression on his face.
Before, before the endless years, Moline had returned to the Parsis subcontinent, but at that time, the Parsis subcontinent was barren, and there were wild scenes everywhere. There were many primitive native tribes and states here. There is no civilization at all, and there is almost a world difference from the Pasis subcontinent that Moline is familiar with.
That time was more of an emotional remembrance, but this time was different. This time, Moline was really returning to the Parsis subcontinent he was familiar with.
If you count it carefully, it's been a long time since he left the Persian subcontinent.
This time, Pasis, it was really long gone.
Mo Lin's body floated down, and then he fell to the ground, the atmosphere around his body disappeared, just like a normal ordinary person, and he could not see the strangeness of the mystery.
"Parasi." Morin breathed out and sighed softly.
In the following time, Mo Lin went to the dark forest, which was once a wizard wizard organization to see. Once, he and a group of fellow wizards were also on the sea boat, and then entered the dark forest through the sea boat and became the dark. The apprentice of the wizard of the forest has stepped to the present stage.
The dark forest is still there today, and it is getting bigger and bigger and more and more prosperous, but among them, Mo Lin has not found any people and things that are familiar to him.
Mo Lin looked at the familiar scenes and scenes in the dark forest, the wizard apprentice walking around and back and forth, and the black forest and many buildings that did not change at all, the look on his face remained the same, but in his heart Involuntarily sighed.
Then he left the dark forest and went to see other wizarding organizations.
The Witch Organizations of the White Wizards such as the Blue Ring are gone, and they are dead. Another group of brand new wizard organizations appeared one after another, with the White Wizard and the Dark Forest fighting against each other.
For those wizarding organizations, Mo Lin didn't even think about it. He came to the Principality of the world to see those familiar Principalities.
"The Violet Empire has been dead for twenty-seven years ..."
Morin silently entered the book tube. He looked at the book, his face involuntarily showing a sudden look.
By the way, if you think about it carefully, the Violet Empire was built by some of his old people.
Sword and Violet Empire?
Sword and Violet Empire.
Yes, once, when he shot, there was such a story, sword and violet empire.
Moline gave a slap in the palm of his hand, and his face showed an inexplicable smile.
He continued to set off, and this time, Moline returned to Scran.
Lord Duke Scran, where all the stories begin.
No, no, now Scran should no longer be called the Lord of Scran, but the Kingdom of Scran.
More than four hundred years ago, His Majesty Esk received the powerful relics left by his great ancestor, the Richard Scrans, and finally rejuvenated the family. Great expansion.
After an epic expedition, His Majesty Asker finally established the Kingdom of Scran, which is a great glory, no doubt.
And the long four hundred years have passed, and the Kingdom of Scran has been shaken up and down. Social chaos is frequent, and there are many domestic contradictions. Perhaps one day, the entire Principality of Scran will fall into civil strife.
This is the status quo that Moline knows, the current situation in the Kingdom of Scran.
It is obviously inappropriate to use the Duke ’s palace as the kingdom. The descendants of the Scran family have long been away from here, and a new king capital has been established in the new Lansell city. A new memorial place for the ancestors.
Moline did not help the Kingdom of Scran to do other things. He had no such thoughts. He just entered the Ducal Palace and took a closer look at it.
In the extremely tightly protected ancestral hall, Morin saw the hanging portrait.
It was an old man, an old man who was very old.
His eyes were pale and his hair was neat and tidy. At this moment, he was looking straight ahead, with some sighs in his eyes, and some imagination, not knowing what other things he was thinking about in the end.
Mo Lin looked at the old man quietly.
Richard.
This old man is none other than Richard.
However, Richard, who was once young, was already old, and he became an old man, making Moline a little strange.
In Morin's memory, Richard has always been the young teenager, a bitter but optimistic wizard apprentice, and his friends who had fun and jokes together when he was young.
But everything is over.
Once, Richard took his wife and children in the dark forest to separate from Moline, and then returned to the Duke of Scran, and then spent his life like this.
Richard ...
Mo Lin looked at the similar and familiar eyebrows on the oil painting, as well as Richard's face that was no longer young, and sighed involuntarily.
He finally took a deep look at the portrait, said nothing, and turned away.
He went to the dilapidated slum neighborhoods when he first came to this world, where the changes have changed even more. He hasn't had the same appearance as before, and he's not even a block anymore.
Mo Lin was silent for a moment.
Immediately, Morin's body dissipated, turned into countless light spots in the air, and drifted cleanly.
Everything of Parsis is over here.
Mo Lin thought.
The click of the horse's hoof sounded, and Mo Lin was sitting on the black carriage in the sky, watching the landscape gradually change away in the distance.
"Huh?" Just when Morin reached high altitude, when he looked back at the entire Parsis subcontinent, he suddenly stunned, because, at this time, he found something wrong, as if the entire Parsis subcontinent seemed to say no The changes come out the same.
This feeling seemed to be an illusion, and Molin disappeared before he could feel it clearly.
"It's ... a little strange."
Morin mumbled to himself, his eyes narrowed, and then he turned the carriage and began to observe carefully.
But Morin found nothing.
There are no exceptions.
He came to observe carefully for a long time and it still remains the same.
It is as if it was just a simple illusion.
Morin was thoughtful and confused.
But soon, he didn't have the mind to deal with such plausible things, because, before that, he received a message from Mary.
"The two thrones were seriously injured. Will I hurry back to the Eternal Light ..." Morin watched the witchcraft characters in front twist, change, and then disappear, while he thought of the witchcraft message from Mary , My heart became heavy.
The two thrones were seriously injured?
Morin had no time to stay in the Persian subcontinent, and he did not have the slightest reservation. The body directly turned into countless particles of witchcraft energy and lased toward the eternal light of the Holy Light.
It didn't take long for Moline to reappear in the Eternal Light.
It seems that the eternal light is almost the same as before, and there are not many other changes, but Morin is in it, but it can be easily seen that the entire eternal light has been martial law, and the priests and wizards are coming and going, hurriedly The expression on his face was tense, and he looked like a great enemy, and he couldn't tell the fear.
"You're back, Moline." When Moline first appeared, Mary in the red dress came to Moline.
"What's going on, how could the two thrones be injured?"
Mo Lin didn't stay at all and asked directly.
"You go to the two thrones and let them tell you." Mary said to Morin.
Soon, Morin saw the two thrones.
The two old men were lying on two beds at the same time. Their breathing was weak, and their faces were extremely pale, without much looks, and they looked very poor.
At this time, next to the two thrones, were guarded by Casa and some priests, and there were some powerful wizards from the Fiery Soul Lighthouse.
Like the discovery that Morin had returned, the two thrones slowly opened their eyes.
"Morin, you are back." Usdima had a weak smile on his face, and his voice was very soft, as if it would break at any time.
"what's going on?"
Moline briefly said two words to Usdima and Calfino, then he turned his head and looked at Casa standing quietly beside him.
"It's Asdirmanos." Casa said.
His voice was very low, a little hoarse, and I wondered if he thought of something.
Asdirmanos?
The ancient powerful demon head of the twelve demon gods of the abyss?
Mo Lin raised his eyebrows lightly, and he could not help but feel some surprise.
"Yes, that old powerful and terrifying demon is under the crown." Calfino also opened his eyes, he looked at Mo Lin and said, "At first, we gave the powerful demon to the crown Exiled, but now, the demon is back. "
"Even, this is not just one of his avatars. He has penetrated into the air in the abyss at the back of the world, making the power in his avatar particularly powerful, which is equivalent to the manifestation of his original power.
"Really strong, really strong and strong."
"We joined hands and are not his opponents."
Calfino said, coughing heavily and sighing a little.
The wizards next to the Fiery Soul Lighthouse were terrified and quickly brought the white towels up for use by Calfino.
"We shot together, at the expense of strength, and finally repelled Asdirmanos, who had just escaped, but this was only temporary. After that, Asdirmanos will attack again, at that time. , He is stronger and more difficult to deal with. "Usdima continued.
"Not only that, but I do n’t know if I heard the news of Asdirmanos’ return. In the Outer Realm, those Abyss Demon Clan and Abyss Warcraft suddenly went crazy and brought us huge damage . "
"The situation is terrible, they shot too fast, and they are also very fierce, we can hardly resist."
Just after Usdima said, Mary's eyes flashed. She seemed to think of something, and her mouth added.
"Right now, the abyss demons are also attacking frantically." Mary's voice was quiet.
Morin looked over and he found that Mary looked no different than before, but her body was fierce and full of deep killing breath. It was obvious that she had just dealt with it.
The two thrones are the pillars of the wizarding world, but now they are seriously injured, and the abyss demons are like crazy.
Originally, the wizarding world was out of the wind, but now, it is even worse.
Mo Lin thought.
His perception spread out, and he felt the breath of change in the outer realm from the eternal light. There was no other expression on his face.
"I'm going out." Morin said, and then his body disappeared.
The light and shadow flashed, the energy particles gathered, and soon, Morin appeared in the outland where the wizard warlocks were fighting with the abyss demons.
The screams shook the sky, and the outer realm was wild and bloody.
Morin looked at this scene and exhaled gently.
His physical changes are getting weaker and weaker. Behind him, a constantly changing dragon shadow rises, and finally roars and soars into the sky.
Roar! !
Bang! !
The world is changing, light and shadow are shining.
The terrifying dragon appeared, and Yang Tian screamed throughout the world.
After a while, everything here ended, the abyss demons retreated, and Mo Lin returned to the eternal light.
All the wizards and warlocks present were always paying attention to the things in the outer realm. They naturally knew the changes in the outer realm and all the things that happened. Now, when they saw the return of Mo Lin, they were relieved and their eyes could not help Something strange.
The two thrones simply said a few words and took a rest first. They were seriously injured and they were too tired.
After only shooting from Morin, Outland fell into a strange calm. The Abyss Demon Clan did not shoot again, wondering if they were afraid of fear, or were waiting for something else.
Two days have passed.
The two thrones are a little better. At least, they can come out of the bed and walk on their own. From the surface, they can't see any abnormality as usual.
At this time, Mo Lin and the two thrones were walking on the white palace ground outside, and were in simple conversation.
"Morin, you should have heard many people say that this world has changed and it has changed. Do you know what's going on?" Calfino turned his head and looked at Moline and suddenly asked. A problem.
"I don't understand, I have some doubts."
Morin was stunned for a while, then he shook his head.
"It's very simple, because the wizarding world is now being lost." Calfino said, his voice sighed a little, "not to mention the eighth-level immortal, but only the seventh-level legend. In the past, the wizard It is possible for warlocks to break through the threshold of level 6 and become a level 7 legend, but it is no longer possible. "
"Because of the origin of the wizarding world, all its world powers are under secret control and are being constantly drawn."
"The wizarding world is very large and very strong. At the beginning, this kind of drawing was not obvious, but with the passage of time, the changes in drawing were finally exposed."
"In the wizarding world, or in the entire chaotic astral world, all the power of the world is lost. Now, according to common sense, no one can break the shackles of the throne of the sixth level and become the seventh level or even the seventh level or above. Of the eighth-level immortal. "
"We are the world's guardians of the wizarding world, so we can feel what the other powerful people cannot feel, and the feeling is particularly clear."
Calfino sighed.
"Yeah, since the endless years, how many amazingly powerful talents, but they have only stopped at six levels, and they can no longer improve." Usdima's voice was also somewhat sentimental, said: " It ’s a pity ~ EbookFREE.me ~ It ’s a pity, what a pity. "
Morin was silent.
He understood Usdima ’s sigh. After all, he and Calfino could become the sixth-level throne. There is no doubt that they are rare talents in the entire history of the wizard, but they can only stop here. It ’s a pity. .
If in an era where the world has not changed before, they have already crossed the threshold of level 6 and become a level 7 legend. In their lifetime, they can even stare at the level 8 immortality and have the opportunity to become the level 8 immortal.
It ’s not just them. The original Gintama Lord of the Gintama Hand, Angolo from Black and Purple City, Ms. Verline and Ms. Cat from Trattle City can all go further.
They are all pity.
"Morin, the sixth-level throne is to make yourself and the world complete, let your own soul shine on the world, seven-level is to master the rules of the world, then familiarize with the rules of the world, and finally even control the world rules and change the legend of the world rules , Do you know what the eighth-level immortal is? "Usdima turned his head and looked at Morin. He asked softly, his eyes kind.
"Find your own way, and then go down to the end."
Moline raised his eyes and looked at Usdima.
"Very good, very good, Morin, you know it, just know it." Usdima and Calfino froze, and they both laughed at the same time.
Yeah, Moline knows just fine, Moline is not like them, he is still young, and they, they know too late, they are too old.
The most important thing is that they are trapped in their lives and have no way out.
Morin also smiled.
Separate way ...
Eighth-level immortal ...
What is important now is to be promoted to the sixth-level existence and become the throne of the Holy Sun.
He traveled once, and what he lacked was enough. He only had to make a final promotion at a suitable time.