"I am an apostle of the fairy tribe. Do you know what you are doing? You are bringing disaster to your country." A middle-aged man shouted in the council hall. His arrogant attitude did not take Lin Xuan at all. However, what responded to him was a blood-red light.

The Heart-Drilling Mantra is one of the three unforgivable mantras. Even those mages with firm will not be able to bear the pain that penetrates the soul, let alone an ordinary person. The first wave of pain passed ten seconds later. Lin Xuan asked.

"Can we talk now? I want to know how to enter the Kingdom of Fairies."

"Only by their invitation can you enter." As soon as the man finished speaking, another piping curse came. This time lasted for thirty seconds. But for the man, it seemed that a lifetime had passed. He curled up on the ground in pain, and his will had completely collapsed.

"Please stop, I said, I said...I know a way to enter."

The fairy tribe is an extremely harsh race. Anyone who asks for their help must pay a great price. But as long as they take action, there are very few things that cannot be done. In fact, they seem to be stronger than the ocean of magical creatures that can make wishes. In the original work, they repaired the magic spring polluted by Nbel. This also means that this is an extremely powerful race. In fact, they are not even afraid of gods. In the original work, they use Margo's hands to smear Nbel. Then, after the magic disappears, they immediately reveal their fangs and want to seize Ferrori.

The world of the fairy tribe is extremely strange. Lin Xuan felt that he seemed to have only the spirit entered. But in fact, the connection between spirit and ** still exists. There is a feeling between illusion and reality. But he knew that the harm he suffered here would be fed back to **. So he didn't dare to take it lightly.

It was a palace with a very elf flavor. It was naturally luxurious. It was mainly blue and gold. Many fairy tribes floated around like ghosts. It seemed that the fairy tribe was very alert to Lin Xuan's arrival.

The queen of the fairy tribe, or the king, received Lin Xuan. These guys seemed to have no gender distinction, so there was no way to identify men and women.

"Dear mage, the fairy clan welcomes you."

To Lin Xuan's surprise, the king of the fairy tribe gave great respect to Lin Xuan's arrival. He did not mind his forcibly intruding into the scene. It seemed that these strange magical lives knew Lin Xuan's strength very well. The other party was so awesome, and Lin Xuan was embarrassed to show off his face.

“I feel very sorry for the previous offense.”

"We fully understand your mood. So, there is no need to apologize. Please tell me what you mean." The meaning of the words is that an apostle doesn't have to care. Tell me your request quickly and get out of here.

"How old is the fairy clan?" Lin Xuan thought for a while and asked a strange question. However, he was sure that the other party would answer.

Sure enough, the King of the Fairy Clan proudly replied, "We have existed since the day of the birth of the world." What these magical creatures like the most is to show off their race's history. Lin Xuan had experienced it as early as Middle-earth.

"So, did Embel be born at the same time as you?" Lin Xuan's next question directly silenced the fairy king. He stared at Lin Xuan for a long time, and then spoke away all the guards.

"Do you know what you're talking about?" he asked in a deep voice.

"I'm just verifying something." Lin Xuan replied.

"It's very dangerous."

"Maybe."

There was another long period of silence. Finally, the king spoke.

"No, he appears after us. I'm not talking about Nber, it's the first generation."

"You used appearance instead of birth, so..."

"Just as you think they are outsiders."

Although there were long speculations, Lin Xuan was surprised after confirming this information.

"Then the question comes. As outsiders, it seems that their authority is a bit high."

"Obviously, we were defeated. Or they were defeated. All the initial beings, except us, were all the rest of the ashes. The winners modified the rules. They turned themselves into supreme beings, holding all rights in their hands, blocking all possibilities that threaten them. All human mages practiced in the magic net they designed in advance. There would never be an existence that could challenge them. The little ghost who drank the magic spring before had barely broken through. And you were more special than him. The breath on your body showed that you had never been within the scope of the magic net."

"That's because I never like to use magic according to other people's will."

"Haha, you are the only real magician I have seen in the past thousand years. There have been many people like you, but they have all disappeared in time." The king's tone was a little emotional, as if he had remembered some of the past.

"How did the fairy tribe avoid extinction?"

"As you can see, we hide in our own world. They cannot enter here, but we cannot enter Ferrori at will."

"Do you know the poison room?"

"That's your name, in fact it's the battlefield of the final battle. The whole world has been transformed into ruins, and all the original existence has been transformed into nothingness. The ashes of the body and soul have turned into gray snowflakes, filling the whole world. Their deaths have filled the whole world with curses, curses against those outsiders."

“There are some things left in there.”

"Haha, at the last moment, they seemed to have obtained a spell that could fight against outsiders. But the situation could no longer be restored. They left a spell, hoping to leave a glimmer of hope. It seems that you have got that spell."

“Yes, it works pretty well.”

"Those outsiders once wanted to completely clean up that world. But the fall of the gods made it full of endless malice against them. They dared not venture into that world anymore. So there were still some things inside. In fact, if an outsider enters eight worlds, he would be completely annihilated by the soul. But their energy would be reabsorbed by the world. When the energy accumulates to a certain level, the original existences that once once were conceived again. Unfortunately, those outsiders seemed to have seen through this trap. They would rather keep the curse of the god-killing curse than step into that world again."

"So that's it, then. Can you tell me what exactly those outsiders are?"

"No one knows, in fact, this doesn't matter. There are countless worlds outside the world, which may be a group of homeless wanderers, or a long-deliberate invasion, which does not matter. What's important is that they are enemies of this world. But now, they have control over this world."

Blake Beers, the teaching of combat magic was finally passed. The principal used an unprecedented iron-fisted policy to forcibly pass the resolution and decided to invite Professor Bigebe, who had the most support for combat magic teaching, to preside over the reform.

Blake Beers' reforms seemed calm. But secretly, the entire magic world had already been in turmoil. A large number of combat magic was circulated in the mysterious bookstore in Brooklyn. The most important thing was that someone soon discovered that the most valuable ones were not the formed combat magic. Various mental power, refining magic power, and the original magic model were the real priceless treasures. He could give any magician infinite possibilities. Unconsciously, a brand new era of magic has begun.

It’s not that no one has ever thought of monopolizing the knowledge in the bookstore. But even if there is no one in the bookstore, there is also a powerful and amazing monster. That guy is almost immune to all magic. An ugly fairy has no ability, but he wears a bunch of powerful magic rings on his hand. He can instantly kill a powerful mage by waving his hand. It is said that someone has seen dragons in it before, and everything makes people dare not act rashly. He obediently learns the knowledge in it according to the rules.

......

In the fairy tribe, King Lin Xuanyun's dialogue continues.

"I did get the God-killing spell, but this spell has not seemed to have been verified. It can indeed kill the second generation of outsiders. However, there is still no practical proof for the first generation."

"This problem is difficult to solve. You must know that every world has an upper limit that can accommodate. The upper limit that the human world can accommodate is not high. Ferrori is stronger, but it is not much stronger. When outsiders modified the rules, all the rules tended to them. This also means that their power has been increased almost infinitely. In this way, worlds like the earth and Ferrori can no longer accommodate them. The entry of the second generation is the limit, and the first generation cannot enter this world directly. They limit themselves."

"It seems we still have time."

"It's not that time is gone. They may not be able to come to this world. But they can still manipulate the magic net of this world. In fact, they can do it."

Lin Xuan concentrated his perception and carefully experienced the magic net of the world. He was not sensitive to the magic net, and had never even really touched it. Because he never had to rely on magic to use magic spells. When he was concentrating, he still felt the abnormal movement of the magic net.

Magic Net is gradually shutting down. Yes, Magic Net is like an amusement park with countless equipment. When the amusement park is open, all the equipment is running and everyone can go up and play after paying for money. But there is a prerequisite that all the equipment does not belong to you, and you are just using it temporarily. But now, the amusement park is shut down. All the equipment is still there, but it can no longer run. Everyone can't play.

For most mages, the magic net is still there. But it no longer works. This means that all mages who rely on magic net casting spells mean that their spells have all failed.

The nightmare came suddenly. The magic world in the world wailed, and the magic seemed to disappear overnight.

"You can't defeat the first generation of outsiders, sir. They stopped the magic net and you lost all your help. Even if you are the strongest mage I've ever seen, there are more than one of them, and you can't fight against all of them."

"The stop of the Magic Net doesn't mean much to you, right?"

"Yes, that has no effect on us. We are the first generation, and magic is our instinct. Just as life will not forget to breathe. No one can deprive us of casting ability unless we kill us."

"It's really an enviable racial ability. But do you know? Humans also have a strange racial ability."

"This is not aimed at you, but in fact, I have never discovered the special abilities of human beings."

"No, they have always had it. The human world has gone through countless disasters, but not only did they not die, but were constantly improving. Because that is the special thing about human beings, a ability to find a glimmer of hope in any desperate situation and realize it."

“I can’t see where I hope?”

"I have already spread the fire of hope. Soon it will trigger a prairie fire."

"I know you can cast spells across magic nets. But that skill is impossible to spread on a large scale."

"Why? What is the meaning of hiding that technique in your arms? Knowledge can only be analyzed, corrected, and innovated by spreading. This is the essence of progress. I really hope that someone can surpass my skills and develop new techniques, and that will also be an improvement for me."

"You are the most special magician I have ever seen. But even if you are willing to spread it, it is impossible for everyone to learn it."
Chapter completed!