Inside the wizard tower where Nans settled.
Ash and his friends gathered around the lich sitting across from them.
Currently the only lich in Iluf.
He was wearing a black cloak, was pale and thin, had jet-black semi-long hair, and his eyes were pure black without whites, and they were flashing with a faint light.
Apart from this strange difference from humans, he actually has a very handsome appearance, with the gentleness and harmlessness of a scholar, a calm temperament, and a profound and upright character, which easily makes people like him.
At this moment, he sat upright, carefully placing Lan on his knees, lowered his head, and gently combed the doll's long golden hair with his slender fingers. The warm and peaceful atmosphere was so unique that people did not have the heart to disturb him.
Lan sat obediently on his lap, tilted her head slightly, looked at his face, and compared it with the face that always accompanied her in her memory, and was slightly absent-minded.
They hadn't seen each other for thousands of years.
But they spent the longest time sleeping.
To Lan, Mercator at this moment seemed a little strange. His dark eyes were filled with the torment and heaviness bestowed by time.
Because she was separated from her soul by Dailan early on and fell into a deep sleep.
I missed the subsequent plain storm, missed the moment when Dailan and Merctor separated, and missed the time when Merctor was desperately searching for Dailan's whereabouts.
In her eyes, Merctto is an exceptionally simple person who is immersed in the exploration of the truth of the world and can happily spend a whole day in the library or in the laboratory. Even as he gets older, he still exudes an unchanging youthful innocence.
But when we meet again now, he has "grown up".
The loneliness and sadness in the years have made him introverted and calm, enough to not fear any storms.
From the inside to the outside, it is indestructibly strong.
She couldn't help but feel distressed for this strength.
"Merctor." She stood on tiptoe and kissed the lich's pale chin. "I'm here."
The lich, who had been silent from before, finally said softly, "I know you never break your promise."
His voice was slightly hoarse. “‘Take a nap. When someone wakes you up from your dream, we will meet again.’ Your predictions are always right.”
He leaned down and gently rested his forehead on the top of Lan's head.
It seems like I can't sit here any longer.
Meng got up quietly and walked towards the corridor silently.
I feel like I should leave this space for the two of us who have been reunited after a long separation. By the way, I can also take care of myself who is being suffocated by the pink bubbles.
When he walked into the empty corridor, he found that Ash and Sigourney had already slipped out. They were standing in front of the window, quietly looking at the brilliant lights in the city.
These two actually ran away first?
Why don't you invite him?
Meng: “…” Why isn’t he surprised at all?
He walked over and asked Sigourney: "Did you feel it? What is his strength?"
When Signy followed Nance to seize the tower, she saw the Radiant Throne himself in the "Sea of Stars" of the Throne Wizard Tower. So he said with certainty: "On the throne."
Meng was shocked: "Really?"
Sigourney glanced at him calmly and did not repeat it.
"I'm not doubting your judgment." Meng was still in amazement, "I'm saying... could the throne be the legendary one?"
Sigourney pulled the corner of her lips meaningfully. Who knows, it has been many years since Iluf last left the legendary realm?
Meng was stunned for a long time before he exclaimed in admiration: "As expected of an ancient lich, he is so powerful!"
The magic environment in ancient times was very friendly, with abundant elements and clear laws. Wizards and magical creatures had abilities far beyond what they have today, and it was not surprising for them to reach the legendary realm.
However, now that a legendary lich has awakened, it is bound to loosen up some of Iluf's structures.
Meng guessed: "No wonder Mercator is the current hope. If he stands on the side of Broken River Plain, the Wizard Association must also weigh the weight of a legendary lich, right?"
Ash uttered a soft "hmm" and felt a little relieved.
Hope...
They didn't talk for long in the hallway before Mercator's voice came from inside the room.
Please invite them in.
The three of them returned to the position they had left earlier.
It didn't take long, but the lich's temperament seemed to soften a lot.
Meng sighed in his heart, oh, love...
"Hello. I'm Dailan's husband, Merctor." Merctor must have heard about the three people from Lan. He glanced at the three people one by one and called out their names accurately: "Mon, Ash, Signy, thank you for everything you have done for Dailan and me."
At least a legendary wizard is so polite?
Meng smiled and said, "Nothing, mostly just to satisfy my own selfish desires and interests."
Mercator shook his head: "You don't know what a great thing you have done. The fate of the world will be changed by you."
Three people: "..." Wait, wait a minute, isn't that too exaggerated?
Mercator didn't mind the three people's disbelieving expressions. His gaze paused on Ash and Sigourney, and he said without hesitation: "Are you the people in Dailan's prophecy?" Although it was a question, it was full of certainty.
The person who is prophesied to save the world by falling in love?
The mood was inexplicably complicated, but the two nodded anyway.
Mercator unconsciously clenched his fist and asked carefully: "Then, the other half of Dailan's soul is in your hands."
Ash was surprised: "We?"
Mercator's tone indicated that he and Sigourney were completely entrusted with the task.
Isn't Mercator coming along?
Mercator understood Ash's confusion, and he said bitterly and helplessly: "Only you can do this."
Otherwise, why would he sleep for thousands of years waiting for them?
Even if there was a slight possibility that he could do it, he would not choose to sleep.
"Why are we the only ones who can do this?" Sigourney asked calmly, "What do we need to do?"
"Have you seen Xiao Jin? Otherwise you wouldn't have found this place." Mokto asked, "It should have told you what happened after Dailan fell asleep?"
Sigourney, Ash, and Mon all knew about this and nodded quietly.
Xiao Jin said that a devastating elemental storm broke out on the plains where magical creatures lived. It lasted for ten years and formed a permanent "River of Elements", completely sealing off the plains.
The contract between Mercator and Dailan was thus terminated.
Mercator searched for all clues in desperation, but was ultimately powerless and chose to fall asleep, waiting for the day when Dailan's prophecy would come true.
"It has been following Vincent all the time, so it doesn't know a lot of things." Mercator seemed to be in a much better mood as he held Lan in his arms. "Let me tell you the rest."
Meng's eyes suddenly lit up. This was a true historical revelation! He had endured a work environment that was extremely unfriendly to singles, all for this moment!
What was the cause of the elemental storm that broke out on the plains back then?
Where have all the magical creatures on the plains gone?
The vague history of ancient times finally unveiled its mysterious veil before everyone's eyes at this moment.
The moment the elemental storm erupted on the plains, the contract between Mercator and Dailan was suddenly severed.
From that moment on, he began to look for the source of the elemental storm, wanting to know what exactly Dailan had encountered in the plains.
The first people he suspected were the magical creatures.
At that time, almost all the magical creatures in Iluf gathered on the plain. Many humans believed that the army of magical creatures was defeated by humans, retreated step by step, and finally shrank on the plain, waiting for the final battle.
But Mercktow doesn't think so.
In his opinion, the army of magical creatures was not at the point where they had to fight a desperate battle, and the act of the entire army gathering on the plain was suspicious in every way.
And he is also a magical creature.
He is also the ruler of the undead, an exceptionally powerful lich.
Before all the accidents happened, the high-ranking military officers of the magical creatures had tried to contact him, hoping to win him over to the side of the magical creatures. Although the details were not detailed, it clearly revealed that the magical creatures held the trump card that would definitely win.
This made Mercator think of the prophecy that Dailan gave to mankind - "The magical creatures have not lost, and the world will fall into their hands."
So when the storm raged on the plains, Mercator thought that the elemental storm was most likely created by the magical creatures. Maybe it was the winning trump card they mentioned before.
Of course, considering what happened later, we can only say that this trump card was not easy to control, and the magical creature completely messed up and got itself into trouble.
Mercator began looking for clues from the magical creatures.
At that time, all the accidents had just happened, and the magical creatures probably did not expect that they would fail, leaving a lot of clues and information in the outside world, allowing Mercator to find the truth after decades of exploration.
"The world now is incomplete." Mercator said something earth-shattering. "From the moment the elemental storm erupted, it was split into two, reflecting each other and existing independently."
"The chaos of the laws of the world's separation led to the elemental storm that covered the sky and the sun."
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