On the spacious aisle, clear golden light was flashing, like a ball of golden flames, constantly burning here.

Facing the three roads ahead, Atir gritted his teeth, strode forward, and walked directly to the silver road.

As soon as he took a step forward, a silver tree was swaying gently, and the silver light flashed on it gently shining on Atir.

"I'm here..." A low and gentle voice sounded in my ears, with a kind of intimacy.

A magical power was coming, making Adier vaguely, as if he had heard something faintly.

The body continued to move forward with inertia. The next moment, the second silver tree began to sway, and a faint silver light appeared on it, continuing to shine on Atir.

"I came to the world, I came to the earth..." The voice in my ear seemed to become clearer.

Under the influence of a powerful force, Atir's consciousness began to lose, disappeared from his original place, and came to another place.

In a huge world, magical power is shrouded on the earth.

This is a primitive and wild world. The life of wisdom has just been born, and an ancient tree stands in the whole world.

The tree is tall and ancient, and can't see the end at first glance, as if it supports the blue sky and white clouds, supporting a world.

“That’s…”

Suddenly, Adier's consciousness came to this world and saw the ancient tree located in the center of the world.

A sense of intimacy came from his heart, which made him a little stunned.

The next moment, the surrounding scenes stumble.

In the sky, purple thunder grew, and lightning bolts with a breath of destruction struck the tree together.

This lightning is powerful, and every single drop may kill the official wizard. At this time, thousands of lightnings are brewing and bursting out, almost turning the whole world into purple.

The earth began to shake, and lightning in the sky continued to explode, lasting for seven days.

After seven days, with a sound of trembling throughout the world, the ancient tree finally fell down, and most of its body turned black, with strands of vitality evaporating on it, and the body of the ancient tree has scattered out.

A feeling of sadness is used from the depths of the soul, with an inexplicable emotion.

At some point, Atir raised up again and saw a strange scene.

The heavy rain was falling wildly, the earth was shaking from time to time, and the lightning in the sky was flashing, like a crazy scene like the end of the world.

I don’t know how long this scene lasted. One night, the wreckage of the ancient tree was glowing, and the most essential power on it gradually flowed.

The sun and the moon began to appear, and since ancient trees rushed out, emitting new vitality in the new world and continuing new life.

"The identification is over... The bloodline of the low-level moon elf, the soul qualification is fourth-class... The bloodline is approved, and the qualification is approved... "At some time, a mechanical voice came in my ears without any emotion.

Atir then came to his senses and looked around.

Around the surroundings, all the silver trees had lit up, and the silver light on them shone on Atir, making Atir feel a little warm.

"It seems that the identification has been passed."

When he thought about the scene just now and the mechanical sounds that sounded in his ears before, Adier thought something and then looked forward.

After walking through the long path before, this is another wide space.

A slight golden glow was flashing, illuminating the surrounding scenes.

With this faint glow, Atir saw the scene ahead clearly.

Those were several gates, corresponding to the previous road, and they were of different colors.

However, unlike the previous three roads, there are only two gates, golden and silver, and there is no third gate.

And in front of several gates, there were several corpses, which had turned into bones at this time, and it looked like they had been a few years.

Atir walked forward and roughly examined the bodies.

These corpses have been dead for quite some time, even the closest one is hundreds of years away.

Judging from the faint radiation on the corpse, these corpses were at least at the level of a formal wizard during their lifetime.

"Although there are tokens, they are not elves."

Standing there and roughly checked, Atir came to this conclusion.

The history of this ruin is very long, probably tens of thousands of years.

Over such a long time, other wizards found some clues, and it was normal to find this place in the end.

Unfortunately, this is not an ordinary ruin, but an ancient wizard's tomb of at least level five.

With such great power, if it is not allowed to enter, then unless a strong man of the same level comes, whoever comes will die.

These unlucky guys in front of him obviously used their lives to verify this conclusion.

Putting the corpse that had turned into bones aside, Atir looked to the side.

In this spacious space, there is also a stone tablet with words written in Qur’an, commonly used by ancient wizards.

"Through the appraiser, you can enter the corresponding gate. Each person can only enter once and take a gift from it..."

Standing there, Atir gently read out the things written on the stone tablet, and then a trace of suddenness flashed in his eyes. He couldn't help but look at the few white bones on one side, with pity in his eyes.

The ruins now seem to be clearly prepared by the former Elf Emperor for his tribe, and there is nothing in them for outsiders.

Since these outsiders who broke in over there did not have the blood of the elves, the reason why they were able to enter here must be to sacrifice their souls and walk the dark road, just as Myrdo was about to do before.

I put in so much energy to get here, but in the end I couldn't get anything, and I wouldn't be willing to call Adier.

At present, these people are probably unwilling to accept it and ignore the dissuasion on the stone tablet and open the door.

He shook his head gently, Adier didn't want so much, so he walked directly to the silver gate and pushed hard on his hand.

A silver light flashed through it and shone on Atir.

There is a spacious space in front of me, surrounded by shelves, and there are some things on each shelves, which look like they are all collected here.

At first glance, Atir saw at least a thousand things. He couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth, feeling speechless.

"It's really... I can only get one item for so many things."

When I saw the collections arranged around me, even with Adier's concentration, I couldn't help but lose my composure.

The surrounding things are divided into several areas, including weapons, books, and some extremely precious materials.

There is no doubt that these should be the collections of the Elf Emperor during his lifetime and were moved here after his death.

With the strength and status of the Elf Emperor, those who can look good but the funeral objects must be good things. Every piece can make the official wizard crazy.

“Bogong Flower, Moraginia, Crystal Vines…”

Walking in the material area, Adier barely recognized several materials with the powerful amount of knowledge brought by the chip. Without exception, they are the kind that is extremely cherished and has long been lost in the wizarding world today.

After walking in the material area for a while, Atir turned around and walked towards other areas.

"Materials and magic weapons can be ruled out for the time being... No matter how precious the materials are, they don't have much effect on me now."

Walking on the road, Adier thought in his mind: "The same is true for those magic weapons. Although they are precious, they are not helpful for the promotion of wizards. Choosing in this place is too wasteful."

"For me, the most suitable thing now is some advanced spell templates or even complete meditation methods." After thinking for a while, Atir thought.

On the previous road, although Atir obtained a document on advanced meditation from the elf high priest, the meditation itself was incomplete. Not only could it only allow people to practice to level two, but there was also a template for level two spells.

On the path of a wizard, to be promoted from a third-class apprentice to a formal wizard requires solidifying spells in the sea of ​​spirit. Similarly, when promoting a second-level wizard, you also need to solidify a spell as your own talented spell.

The spells that can be solidified in the spiritual sea are extremely valuable in their own value, and are almost completely monopolized by those wizard organizations.

As a collection left by the ancient elf emperor, there is no shortage of advanced spell templates here. If you can find a suitable spell, it can save a lot of effort for Adier's future promotion.

Thinking of this, Atir walked to the other side.

When you walk to another area, you will find bookshelves around you, covered with a light blue film, which looks like it should be a protective effect.

In addition to these, there are some brief introductions on each shelf.

In addition to some spell templates, there are also some precious advanced knowledge arranged in this area.

After a brief search, Adier realized that he had taken it for granted before.

There are indeed some spell templates in front of you, but with the eyes of the Elf Emperor, how could you put some first-level and second-level spell templates in?

The spells that can be taken seriously by the Elf Emperor are at least level three, which is too far away for Adier now.

The third-level spell, with Atir's current strength, not to mention whether the mental power is sufficient or not released, the large amount of advanced knowledge contained in it cannot be understood, let alone constructing a spell template in your mind.

"It seems that I can only choose something else."

Looking at the spell templates in front of him, Adier was helpless and turned around and walked to another area.

Because time is not tight and he can only choose one thing, he walked very slowly, stopped and stopped along the way, carefully observing for a long time before stopping.

A slight throbbing came from the depths of the soul.

“This feeling…”

At some point, Atir was suddenly stunned and turned to the back.

In a large shelf behind him, a dark round crystal was lying there quietly, looking as inconspicuous as a stone.

But looking at the crystal, Atir was stunned and strode forward.
To be continued...