The hunter was sent out of the stone formation by Crodis and hurried down the mountain.

As soon as he saw the hunter off, Crodis returned to Ella who was thinking hard on the ground and put the magic circle back on. He let the darkness cover everything in the world. Even so, he still seemed unsatisfied. He still waved his sleeves to fill the darkness around him. Under his seemingly endless magic power, the darkness turned into a deeper darkness, and then into a deeper darkness. As the emptiness deepened again and again, it seemed to have gradually gained physicality. Its texture gradually thickened from the water to cotton and to steel, and finally it was like a solid castle, protecting Ella in the middle.

After deepening the darkness again, Crodis's body finally shook slightly.

"This is the only way for the time being."

He stopped the movements in his hand, sat on the ground for a breath, and at the same time turned his eyes to Ella, who was still buried in the equation. She was concentrating on her work, not paying attention to what was going on outside.

"It's up to you," he said to himself, "I have thought of all the questions you asked. But even though I have thought hard for hundreds of years, I have not found the answer."

There is an answer that can transform everything, which is a certain number that Crodis has determined through prophecy. But in the prophecy, Ella is just a pioneer in finding this answer. To reach the final truth, it takes generations of people hundreds or thousands of years to go forward and explore in the shadow of the Tianfang Empire, in the shadow of the Tianfang Empire.

Crodicus did not know whether he could successfully rewrite the prophecy and let the answer appear a thousand years in advance. For a prophet, rewriting his prophecy was like actively covering his eyes with a black cloth and placing himself in an unknown that frightened him. He had to be careful at every step. He was nervous, frightened, and excited to look forward to the emergence of the last answer, and at the same time, he looked forward to the changes that would happen to Ella when the answer appeared.

——Maybe at some point, her magic will surpass herself and become an elf king who can match the Son of God.

——If so, before that moment comes, the most terrifying enemy who is about to be resurrected will definitely be aware of it and will try to make obstacles.

He specially chose the location in Aztland. Hundreds of years ago, he crossed the ocean with his immortal life and came here to this land that had never been mentioned in any scriptures. He used it as his base, and since then, in the eyes of the Tianfang Empire, he has completely disappeared.

He taught his disciples magic, but did not allow them to believe in the gods of the Tianfang Empire. Therefore, until today, this land is still a land of pagans, which made the apostles of the Cross Sect, which could not interfere here in an instant.

And if you want to travel across the ocean to come here... it will take a very long time.

This is the first insurance he set up.

The second insurance is this stone formation filled with spiritual bodies of the ruling objects and connected to his magic array.

This strange stone array learned from the East is enough to block the pace of ten thousand people's progress. He does not need this stone array to resist ten thousand people, but only needs it to separate the plural apostolic-level figures that may come with them. If someone tries to destroy them directly, it will destroy the copper pots containing the spirits of the rebuttal objects at the same time, and thus fall into the siege. And in this magic array that is out of reality, the repair of the destroyed stone array is just a matter of Crodisius's thoughts.

And the third and last insurance is Crodis himself.

With this darkness surrounding Ella and the immortal life he possesses as a shield, he vowed to protect Ella until the moment of witnessing that answer.

——Even if that answer will deprive him of his immortal life and kill himself.

Can it be successful?

The probability is probably less than one percent. Although he had three insurances... he knew in his heart that this was just the final dying struggle.

Can it be successful?

After asking himself over and over again, he looked up at the sky and observed the celestial phenomena. He tried to change his prophecy, but in the end he could ask was his own prophecy.

Rewriting your own prophecy...it's not that easy.

Suddenly, he frowned, turned into black mist and disappeared from Ella, and soon arrived at another place in the stone formation. There, he saw the copper pots he had worked hard to set up in various parts of the stone formation and piled up on the ground, with oil sprinkled on it, as if he was about to be put into the fire and beat it again.

Dust climbed up a pile of rocks like a monkey, and stretched out his arm holding a branch upwards, trying his best to use the branches to push the copper pot on the pile of rocks to the ground.

"What are you doing?" Crodis asked angrily. These copper pots were arranged in various parts of the stone formation just right by him. After being disrupted by Dust, some parts were unable to get support when they were attacked.

"Huo? You should be the one named Quilakiri? You are finally here."

Dust turned around to respond to Crodisi's words, and as if nothing had happened, the copper pot above the branch in his hand was shaking.

"Don't move around!"

Crodis turned into black mist, and in the blink of an eye floated onto the pile of stones, snatching the inconspicuous copper pot.

"This pot contains the most dangerous spiritual body of the refuting object. I don't want to spend energy to subdue her again at such a moment! Why did you move my copper pot!"

Seeing that the copper pot was taken away by Crodisi, Duster threw away the branches and shrugged:

"Because I'm lost. Don't say, there's something in your pile of stones. I can't even get out of it if I try my best."

"What does this have to do with your touching my copper pot!"

"The problems that you can't solve by yourself can only be solved by others. I see that these copper pots are placed so carefully on the pile of stones. If you make some noise, you will always lead the owner out. So, you will come over. I'm hungry, tell me where can I go out and have a meal?"

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Crodis has seen many people who accidentally entered the stone formation. This is the first time he has seen him.

"If you don't have my race, your ambitions will be different. If you really put the things in the copper pot out, you will die miserably. However, you are indeed a very clever guy. Tell me, what do you want to learn from me?"

"I don't want to learn anything! I just feel very hungry! Your eldest disciple caught me here without saying anything. Your young disciple doesn't care about my life or death. I have pulled out weeds to solve the problem of food these days! I want to eat meat! I want to drink alcohol! I want to find a place to gamble money!"

"I know you also want to be a well-known figure, return to the Seven Hill Empire, and hug the princess."

Dust suddenly became quiet. Crodis said completely through his thoughts, and his eyes seemed to have the power to penetrate everything.

"You claim to be a very strong archer... I have learned English archery skills, but training takes a long time; you may also be interested in swordsmanship... I have also learned the swordsmanship of the Mistertin clan, which takes longer and requires talent. I don't know how much time we have... Let's do this, I will pass on the knowledge related to this stone formation to you. In this way, when the enemy appears, you can help me resist some time."

As he said that, Crodis looked around.

"There should be another person. What about the maid next to the son of Prophecy? She should be bothered by the possession of the evil spirit, so I can pull the evil spirit out and throw it into the copper pot, and teach her some things, and I can also add two more combat power."

"I was scared. It seems that you can see through everything." Dust breathed a sigh of relief, "That maid didn't come with you, you're wrong."

"What did you say?" Crodis seemed to have been bolted from the blue. "You say it again?"

"The maid didn't come with her. She had already returned to our ship when she was in the Black Springs Tribe."

"Impossible... This is impossible. Is my prediction wrong again?"

Crodis widened his eyes, as if he had seen the most incredible things in the world.
Chapter completed!