His face was covered in blood, the corners of his mouth were broken, and there were bumps on his forehead. His rough grey robe was roughly torn apart, torn here and there, and he looked extremely disheveled.

He was really beaten badly just now.

"Thank you, thank you all for saving me." The young wizard said, his body trembling, feeling very unnatural.

He still remembers what happened just now. When he was being beaten and everyone was looking at him with a gloating look, he suddenly flew up like a cloud and landed on the chair at the table. Although the young wizard didn't know what was going on, there was no doubt that the powerful person at the table had taken action.

They must be extremely powerful warriors.

The young wizard thought so in his heart.

Not only did he think so, but everyone else thought so too. Just now, the strong bald man noticed the abnormality here and his face looked very ugly. He didn't dare to say a word and ran out as fast as he could. He didn't dare to stay here for a moment longer.

He is not a fool, so he can naturally see the situation clearly.

"fine."

Morin shook his head slightly.

He looked at the wizard in front of him with a hint of interest in his eyes.

wizard.

Is this the original wizard?

In Morin's perception, the energy of the young wizard in front of him was extremely weak, and it was not introduced into his body at all. It was just lingering outside his body, circulating and turbulently in circles, and conflicts would erupt from time to time.

"Can you cast some magic?" Alan looked at the young wizard gently, but his eyes showed deep curiosity.

"Now...now?"

The young wizard was stunned.

"Yes, now." Morin nodded, and added, "Don't worry, it's okay, there will be no problem."

"Oh well."

The young wizard was a little embarrassed, but when he saw the curiosity on Morin and the others' faces, he gritted his teeth and nodded.

He began to recite some obscure spells over and over again, and at the same time, he kept pouring some powder into his mouth. Soon the young wizard's face turned blue and red, he was huffing and puffing, and finally he let out a loud shout.

Bang.

A cloud of black smoke suddenly came out and rose up.

The young wizard's face was blackened and his hair was blown up, making him look extremely embarrassed. He looked at Morin and the others and found that everyone was looking at him with strange eyes.

"S...I'm sorry, I was a little nervous, so the spell failed...failed." The young wizard said with a dark look on his face, looking very embarrassed.

"fine."

Maureen and Allen looked at each other and saw a hint of absurdity and funny in each other's eyes.

Is this a wizard? A wizard of this era? They felt a little ridiculous, and at the same time, they also had an indescribable feeling.

Yes, these are the wizards of this era.

Maureen suddenly understood what the wizards of this era were like. They were born with extremely strong elemental perception, and it was easy for them to concentrate many elements around them. Later, when they wanted to cast elemental spells, they would use some powders, potions, or some other things to enhance their perception. When they reached a state of excitement, they would use their mental power and elemental energy to resonate and cast witchcraft in an instant.

This is something that only people with a natural affinity for energy can do.

Of course, there are also some witchcraft interpretations and witchcraft gestures, which can play a certain auxiliary role, but that’s all, and the effects are limited.

When wizards cast spells, they may not be able to do so successfully, and may even cause harm to themselves, leaving irreversible injuries.

Apart from this, wizards of this era were no different from ordinary people. They were also weak and had no defensive spells or other techniques solidified on their bodies. That was why the young wizard was beaten by the strong bald man without any ability to resist.

It's very quiet, no one talks here.

Maureen, Alan, and Sophie had very complicated and indescribable feelings in their hearts. They came from endless years later, and in the later years, it was a world of wizards. Wizards roamed the sky and the earth, conquered endless planes, and every world was telling about the power of wizards.

Thinking about the wizards in the future and then looking at the wizards of today, Morin and the others felt confused.

"Oh, sirs, do you know that after my observation, I found that in the near future, some magical beasts and hybrids of magical beasts and wild beasts will come and form a beast tide to attack this town." The young wizard thought of something and said, "In the near future, this town will be submerged by an endless beast tide, the buildings will be trampled to pieces, and everyone will die."

Sero frowned when he heard this. Morin glanced at him subconsciously.

"Okay, we get it, young wizard. Thank you very much for coming to tell us the news and showing us some witchcraft." Morin said, expressing his gratitude to the young wizard.

The young wizard was a little frightened. He kept saying no, and finally, he left.

Dinner is over.

Maureen and Sero were walking on the road, they were moving slowly.

"I didn't expect that in the near future, monsters would come and attack the entire town." As Cerro spoke, his voice had a hint of sigh and some strange emotions.

"Let's go outside and see the groups of magical beasts gathered together. Then we will go and kill some of them. I hope we can eliminate this beast tide in advance." Morin turned his eyes and looked at Cerro and said so.

"good."

Sero was stunned for a moment, then nodded.

Then, Morin and Cerro set off. They kept flying in the direction the young wizard said. Finally, after a while, they appeared outside a valley.

There were many wolf-like monsters in the valley, but they were extremely tall. When they saw Morin and the others appear, they were startled. Then, one of the monsters raised its head and let out a loud roar.

“Ouch!”

“Ah!!”

The roar of the monsters was heard immediately, and then the place was filled with the sound of numerous wolf howls.

However, in front of Morin, these wolf-like monsters were meaningless.

Flames shot up into the sky and explosions were heard. Under Morin's witchcraft, many monsters died.

There were many places pointed out by the young wizard. Morin and Cerro kept moving forward to hunt those monsters. Morin used witchcraft, while Cerro showed the power of a warrior. He used fighting spirit and looked very powerful. He carried a broad cross sword. Every time he slashed, a bright light would fall from the blade, like the Milky Way falling, extremely gorgeous.

The power displayed by Cerro has surpassed the definition of an ordinary warrior.

Finally, with the joint efforts of Morin and Cerro, the Warcraft settlement gathered nearby was almost completely destroyed.

Maureen and the others began to return to the small town.

Before, Maureen told Sophie and the others that he would be away for a while. Now, when he came back, a day had passed.

Although it was only one day, something unexpected happened, but it was not Sophie and the others, but Alan.

At this time, Allen was standing in front of Maureen and saying goodbye to Maureen.

"I'm leaving, Morin. I'm going to follow the footsteps of the Goddess of Light." Alan said to Morin, with a serious look on his face.

Chasing the goddess of light?

Maureen was stunned.

He looked behind Allen and found that there was an old man wearing linen clothes and with a gentle temperament standing respectfully behind Allen, not daring to make any unnecessary movements.

"As you can see, he is the priest of the Goddess of Light." Allen said, "I met him in the town, so I plan to leave and take a look at the kingdom of the Goddess of Light."

"Are we leaving now? We will be at the wizard tower soon. It will only take one day."

Maureen waved his hand and created a defensive layer of witchcraft, in which he and Alan talked quietly, and people outside could not hear their conversation at all.

"Although the Wizard Tower is great, I just treat it as a tour, a chance to pay homage to the origins of the wizard ancestors. The Wizard Tower is not my path." Alan smiled, shook his head slightly at Morin, and said, "Molin, I should go now."

Maureen didn't know what to say.

For a moment, he was silent.

"Be careful, I'm getting better. Although I was seriously injured, I have fully recovered and there is no hidden danger at all. You and Xilan have both used your origin, so, Allen, you..." Morin was saying something.

"Don't worry, Morin, I'm fine." Alan looked very happy, his lips slightly pursed, and said: "Although my origin is damaged, I may not be able to become an archangel in the future, but I still want to go and see where the light is."

"Light is above."

"I wish you all the best."

Alan smiled gently and made a blessing gesture towards Maureen. This was his blessing, without any difference.

The moon had just risen high in the sky, and the night was light and clear. Morin watched Alan and the sackcloth-robed priest of the Goddess of Light walking slowly. They walked on the ground, going further and further away, and their shadows became longer and longer. At a certain moment, it seemed as if the moon was rising slowly under Alan's feet as he walked forward.