The sudden shaking interrupted his words, and Uriel lowered his center of gravity and lay on the ground. He felt fear for no reason. Not far behind the apprentice were werewolf and mercenaries still at the bottom of the lake, and both of them were shocked.

"What's wrong with this?" Meimi pulled himself out of the hill made of gold, silver and treasures, and put a huge pearl necklace around his neck. I think no matter how the three of them divided these treasures behind, this guy would not take off the necklace.

No one answered him, and the mercenary pulled the little gray wolf's collar and jumped onto the shore of the lake in a few steps.

Uriel stepped onto the marble lake with a golden crown. He held the short knife in his hand and stared blankly at the silver light rising from the castle in the distance. The fairy's eyes met him at that point.

The soft halo of moon did not spread. It gathered itself in the circle and climbed up straight up until it penetrated the sky and earth.

"The altar of the palace," he said dryly.

"What"

"It is the palace of Alanwo, York. There is a silver altar where dead bodies can be revitalized and werewolf transformed. It is the source of the magic of the entire Kamaria moon, and that is the real Black Moon Lake."

The adventurer stared at the sky and almost thought he was speaking another language. "Real Black Moon Lake"

It is easy to lie to you, and it is very boring, so why do I do that in Uriel's mind, the clues in his mind are connected into lines, and he regrets not doing these things earlier. "The source of the legendary Black Moon River is indeed the Broken Moon. Originally, I thought that the moon in people's mouth refers to Kamaria, which is both the city of the moon and a mysterious creation. But in fact, the Broken Moon is the Broken Moon, which does not refer to some kind of image, but the moon itself."

"Uh, I think I understand most of it."

"The Black Moon River is part of the Broken Moon, it is a mysterious composition." The apprentice pointed to the top of his head, signaling the mercenaries to pay attention to the silver light column. To be honest, his actions were unnecessary, because no one could take his eyes off the vision at this moment. "The gaps on the Broken Moon projected on Pinia Io, which formed the Black Moon River a thousand years ago."

The vibration did not stop, but became more and more intense. Ulier had to stop explaining and try his best to stick to the ground. He felt the fall and rise occurring together, and the impact and weightlessness made him dizzy. Ulier calmed down and understood that this was because the lack of magic was no longer enough to support the physical fitness of the warrior. Gaia was on it, and I might not be able to help.

The sound of stone chips falling is endless, and Kamaria is roaring. The glory of reaching the sky seems to have traveled through time and space, bringing the imaginary scenery of the distant other shore.

"I told you." As the drum-like shaking sounded, Aolla's voice faintly came, "Nicles gave his life for Alanwo. His heart no longer beats, but his fire is eternal."

"Timil, my king, my immortal hero and only close friend. I'm waiting, I look forward to it, I know you will come back." The water curtain on the fairy disappeared, revealing a face similar to that of a human. She had a pair of translucent ears, and tears flowed along her pointed chin. The elemental creatures had no fixed form, but Aolla kept trying to make herself look like an elf.

The little goblins around her landed at the bottom of the Black Moon Lake during the earthquake and turned into pure lake water. The hills of gold and silver, jade and pearls were missing in the lake water. Only then did Uriel realize that the fairy had not revealed the truth from the beginning. She used her treasure to seduce the visitors and let them stay here.

The apprentice of "Tire" understood a little, "Is the soul of King Alanwo still there?" But no one responded to him.

Daytime is the remnant of the power of the Elf King. Uriel speculated that he might want to separate Kamaria from the Broken Moon. But things did not seem to develop according to the so-called intention he guessed. Only the magic of the moon was hovering in the space. The apprentice found that the altar of the palace was re-communicating the moon in the sky.

"What is she doing?" York asked loudly. "Kamariya is worn enough."

"Same as she said," Uriel replied, "The Goblin Lady wants to resurrect the Elf King."

The mercenary was surprised, "Does she want to turn the corpse of King Alanwo into a dead soul?"

Most of the normal mystics think this way, but Uriel thinks that the goblin must know that the fire of the undead is different from the original one. "I think this is too rough." He tried to use his poor mystic knowledge to think about the possibility, but unfortunately, there is no content about the resurrection of the dead in the profession of the Proverbs Knight. "Ms. Alora is a creature of order, and she may just want to meet an old friend."

"It's quite a touching story, it would be even better if she didn't lie to us." The adventurer stabilized his body and grabbed the little wolf Meimi who almost fell back into the lake. The dissatisfaction on the mercenary's face did not seem to be directed at the resurrection of Nickles.

"It's understandable that she doesn't trust us. Do you know any way to make the soul become a living person?"

"The gods know how." The adventurer slipped under his feet and quickly grabbed the railing. "Knox may have a mystery that resurrects people, but at least the current mysterious world knows nothing about it."

The apprentice frowned. "I've seen the altar of the palace, where the magic of the moon can even make the statue move."

"Knowing what these are useful," the mercenary felt very strange. "Nicles wants to resurrect, what does it have to do with us. He is the hero of Knox, which is not a bad thing for us; of course he is also the king of ancient elves, but it is Favtanner who is going to have a headache. They must have never expected that they would welcome their ancestors from thousands of years ago one day."

Uriel couldn't help asking, "York, do you really think the dead can be resurrected?"

"The definition of death is different from different races." York had no choice but to explain. He was not confident. "It's nothing wrong with letting her try. After all, the Elf King is the Nameless, who knows if the Nameless will have any special abilities."

Before the apprentice could respond, she was interrupted by Memi. "It is very rare for good nameless people, but can you care about something simpler now?" The little gray wolf was reluctant to leave, and he was holding the string of pearls in his claws. "My treasure is gone."

"It's ours." York corrected.

"I think Ms. Olola didn't plan to give it to us at the beginning," Uriel added.

Realizing that things were irreversible, Meimi cried with a fur face and rubbed her nose on the pearl necklace. "Fortunately, it's with me." As a result, before the words were finished, a translucent little goblin jumped out of the lake. She fluttered her shiny wings and fell to the werewolf's nose, grinned at him, and saw the little gray wolf was confused. The water goblin raised his hand and threw the foam all over his face, then pulled the necklace from the pair of fur claws, jumped back to the lake and disappeared.

Meimi was stunned for a moment with her face full of foam and water plants, and suddenly rushed into the Black Moon Lake regardless of everything.

York almost let go of his stupid look when he saw him laughing.

"Don't go over." Uriel also grabbed its tail, and he held back his laughter and said, "It's useless for you to jump down, the goblin won't hand over the tribute of the Broken Moon to you."

"But you obviously won the fairy." Meimi felt very wronged. "How could she cheat?"

"The fairy usually believes in words, unless there is something more important to her than a good story." York looked at the fairy lady. Olola was staring at the tower motionlessly, her deep blue pupils were like a dim lake. She no longer paid attention to anyone, or even worried about her situation. The adventurer sighed. "For example, her old lover."

Memi opened her mouth and found that she could not refute. At this time, a tower around the lakeshore fell backwards, and Uriel pressed his head to the ground without thinking.

The gravel like rain fell down, and the dust almost buried them. Black Moon Lake was also difficult to escape. After the huge rocks fell, the splashed water could no longer be returned to the lake. The water fairies screamed and hid in the shadow of the stone bridge.

"The sky is getting darker," Memi screamed. He didn't blame Uriel for his ruthlessness. The little gray wolf pointed at the top of his head. "Oh my God, I saw the moon."

The secret realm is shattering.

The continuous movement of the earth, the broken dome, the peeling and collapsed buildings and the stormy lake surface together form a doomsday scene. As the sun dims, the cracked sky turns red. After the stone plastic breaks, it slashes on the white stone bricks with vibration. The sound of rough plane friction is enough to make people's heart tighten.

Uriel turned his head and saw the fairy lady still floating on the lake. The stones penetrated her body, like a phantom. Her figure coincided with the silver light, and the blue lake water gradually became quiet, rippling gently beside her.

Her eyes seemed familiar. The apprentice thought in pain and sadly that on the streets of Siye City, my Carrot Miss was also staring at me like this in the morning light, but not so fierce. Cecilia's eyes were a little alert, and she was always worried that he would turn around and face her with her eyes. But she must not know that the glass in the closet reflected every gentle detail on her little face.

"Magic." He whispered to himself, "The magic of the vast Broken Moon, the light is full of magic."

An indescribable trembling feeling was emanating from the light column. Uriel was already familiar with this process. Magic was induced to bring mystery. This is how magic was born.

"You guessed it right, Uriel."

The fairy suddenly said. "I chose blood-red agate without moonlight images in the treasure, brilliant gold, solemn hymns, and a tribute instrument that is clear and flawless, and is not contaminated by mystery." Her voice was as ethereal as a dream. "Only that golden cup is suitable, and the broken moon cannot take it away."

As she narrated, Kamaria's change became more and more intense. The stone statues and armor swayed and stood up, spontaneously lined up toward the Black Moon Lake.

The sky completely collapsed.
Chapter completed!