"Severia, do you remember what I said?"

"It is easy to endure the darkness, but it is hard to face the light again."

Walking on the plateau ruins.

Xu Xi and Sevilla walked hand in hand.

The emotionally broken hero could no longer control his body to walk normally, and could only move forward with Xu holding his hand.

She didn't know why Xu asked the question.

His eyes were dark and empty: "I remember, Master Wizard..."

The pace paused briefly.

Xu Xi passed by the ruins of a wizard tower, and used the hands of a wizard to clean and search, and put as many well-preserved items as possible into the space ring.

There was sandstorm blowing in, blocked by an invisible shield.

The cold, black sun was high overhead.

Further highlighting the despair.

In contrast, the dull dark green eyes still had a slight fluctuation.

"You said," Sylvia said hoarsely, "people who stay in the dark for a long time will not be able to adapt to the world under the sun."

Xu Xi nodded, confirming Sylvia's answer.

"When the eyes adapt to the darkness, they will be hurt by the appearance of light, so it is very difficult to face the light again."

"Master Wizard, I...I can do it."

The dim eyes responded.

Its owner wants to prove himself.

Xu Xi smiled and continued to pull the armor-covered bone hand with gentle force, heading deeper into the plateau ruins.

"Servia, you have the courage to face the light, which is admirable."

"But that's not enough."

"Sometimes, the darkness is so desolate that we can neither see the light nor find a way out."

There was a slight pause in the voice.

Xu Xi looked back at Sylvia and the dead world behind Sylvia.

As if I understood something.

Sylvia looked towards Xu Xi.

"Master Wizard, is there no other way?"

The dark world was so hopeless that even the brave man's sword-holding hand began to tremble.

Maybe it's the brave man who is tied to it.

The familiar warmth was once again delivered to the undead body of the hero: "Servia, sometimes, there is no need to insist on finding the light."

"Those who desire light are also shining."

"Although it is faint, it is real."

"Severia, I believe that one day, you will break through this deep darkness."

Xu Xi spoke slowly.

The trust in the voice has never changed.

Encouraging and affirming will help the brave warriors who are in sorrow to stand up again instead of dwelling on the sorrow of the past.

The dead are gone.

The suffering that has occurred cannot be undone.

But now, the brave can try to save the future with their own hands and prevent more misfortunes from happening.

"Master Wizard, I, I can't do this..."

"But I believe in Sylvia."

The human voice seems to really give strength.

Sylvia, who was so depressed by grief that she could hardly breathe, gradually began to have a light in her eyes. It was a brilliant combination of fresh sorrow and a tiny bit of strength.

Sylvia didn't believe herself.

But she believed in the wizard who "believed in Sylvia".

Crawfield's emerald shines again because of the wizard's presence.

…

[The painful truth and the hopeless world dealt a heavy blow to the hero]

【But because you are by my side】

【So the brave man regains his courage】

[With Sylvia's help, your speed of collecting ruins items has greatly increased. There are many valuable items, including manuscripts of high-level wizards, usable extraordinary materials, etc.]

[The skeleton of the bone dragon that lost its soul fire has also become one of your collections]

[Half a month has passed]

[You cleared all valuable items from the Wizard Tower ruins on the Plateau of the Gods]

[The brave man asks you where to go next]

"Master Wizard, what should we do next?"

There are two main reasons why the Xu family went to the Plateau of the Gods.

The first is to find the mastermind behind the incident.

The second is to get in touch with more wizards.

After field investigation.

Xu Xi came to the conclusion that the mastermind behind the promotion to the Seven Rings had already left, and the high-level wizards also fled collectively.

The wizarding world today is fragile and pitiful. The strongest creature is only three-ringed and can be swallowed up by the underworld at any time.

therefore.

Xu must choose a path.

Or wait for the world to end and transform into a necromancer.

Or escape from the wizarding world and go to a safe plane.

The front and back of the coin.

No matter how he threw it, it was not the result Xu Xi wanted. He wanted to find a third way.

On the simulator panel that only he could see, Xu Xi once again checked the effect of the Soul Collector entry.

Soul Collector (Gold): You are not the god of death, but better than the god of death. The dead who perish in your hands will become the cornerstone of your progress.

Soul Collectors can harvest an unlimited number of souls.

Although the amount harvested each time is very small.

When the numbers accumulate, they can form a surging wave of souls.

"Millions, tens of millions, hundreds of millions, billions..."

"Quantitative change leads to qualitative change. When the collected souls reach a certain number, a spark can start a prairie fire."

On the Plateau of Gods.

Xu Xi held the magic wand in his hand and struck it lightly. Tens of thousands of essence soul fires shuttled inside, constantly moving back and forth to the gem on the top of the magic wand.

This is Xu's strength and what he wants to do in the future.

Without the red entry, it would be difficult for Xu Xi to cultivate to a high level in the limited time before the world is about to perish.

But relying on constantly collecting soul fire.

One day, perhaps, a blow that is so powerful that even the world cannot ignore it.

Even the Seven Rings wizard who is threatening enough to be considered immortal.

Before that.

Xu Xi needs to continue killing the undead and make arrangements for Sylvia. The kind-hearted hero needs a happy ending.

"Let's go, Sylvia."

"We don't have much time left."

"I am going to build a wizard tower. It will be our base in the future."

The Hellfire Crow came in response.

Carrying Xu Xi and the brave man, it flew into the dark and gloomy sky.

The world is so quiet.

But in Xu Xi's ears, the voice of the deceased echoes, supporting him as he moves forward, subtle and ordinary.

"Master Wizard, thank you."

"My wife and I have lived long enough."

Smilingly rejects suggestions to prolong life.

Those two old figures showed happiness in the midst of the haze.

They walked hand in hand, but were eroded by the aura of death, twisting into painful, blasphemous monsters.

Shouting Xu Xi's name.

Calling Sylvia's name.

Memories like that are hard to forget in silence.

Xu Xi sat on the back of the Hellfire Crow, his eyes slightly closed, and he really——

I still want to kill that seven-ring wizard before the simulation ends.

(Giving myself a short break, and updating once. I have indeed lost inspiration after writing too much mock writing, but fortunately it is almost finished)