Syndra is the Hidden One. Since the establishment of Eresalas, this academic organization established to protect the classics has hardly had any contact with outsiders.

Nearly 10,000 years of working behind closed doors has made the thinking patterns of these hidden scholars different from normal people.

When they saw Sharlayan and Valeera for the first time, the scholars thought they were just realistic puppets made by Maxus, and they didn't regard them as living people at all.

In fact, since the population of Elesalas has been greatly reduced, some scholars who are impatient and lonely have done similar things. They hope that arcane puppets with certain intelligence will accompany them instead of real people.

Compared with these nerds with strange brain circuits, Maxus, who was in charge of patrolling and guarding work, was quite sober.

After thinking clearly about the meaning of the green-haired upper-level elf's words, she stretched out her long purple legs from under her robes angrily, twisted her body and ejected a standard side kick.

Before the scholar wearing glasses had time to react, the impact that hit the side of his face kicked him flying.

"Wow~"

The scholars did not feel scared because of this, but whispered to each other as if they were watching the excitement.

Sharlayan and Valeera looked at each other strangely.

Valeera: "What's the situation with these people? How do you feel that their mental state is not normal?"

Sharlayan spread his hands: "It should be because I have been lingering in this dead city for too long, and I am somewhat seriously ill."

Valeera shook her head amusedly, and threw out a throwing knife to cut the rope binding Maxus' hands.

【...Good guy, are you also a fun person? 】

[A melon buyer comes to the scene. 】

After breaking free from the shackles, Maxus did not immediately introduce Sarlayan and Valeera to his colleagues, but continued to ride on the stunned spectacle scholar, punching him left and right. face.

"I made you a hobby! I made you cheap!"

"Hey~"

Sharlayan sighed speechlessly, raised his left hand and snapped his fingers lightly.

A lot of weeds grew on the moss-stained floor of the secret room. Catalyzed by Sharlayan's natural force, one of the weeds suddenly grew wildly.

Tentacle-like blades of grass grabbed both of Maxus's hands, pulling the somewhat hysterical Highborne away.

[These people are all mentally ill, and it feels like no one is normal. 】

[Thinking about what they have experienced, it is not completely incomprehensible. 】

【In the end, it's still Torsedrin's fault. There is an immediate boss with an abnormal mind. If these people don't want to die, they can only go crazy with them. 】

【How did you say that sentence? Is it not me who is wrong, but the world? 】

After a while of gossip, these Syndra nerds who had been trapped in Elre'Thalas for 10,000 years finally figured out the situation.

McCus was still glaring at the green-haired and eyed scholar viciously.

Healed by Sharlayan's druid spells, the wound on his face was healing rapidly.

"Yawo! If you talk nonsense again, I will screw your head off with my own hands!"

"Say it! Where is Thalerville? We have important matters to discuss with him!"

Yawo's glasses were smashed by the irascible elder sister McCus. Although the wound was healing, the pain of the injury still made him grimace a little.

"Just ask, why are you so violent..."

"Um?!"

"Okay, I say!"

Yawo hurriedly raised his hands and said at a faster pace: "Talerville was called by Torsedrin's advisor. It is said that there is something wrong with Immotar."

"Again..."

McCus rubbed the center of his brows with a headache: "I said it a long time ago, it's time to kill that damned demon."

Apart from his grumpy temper, Maxus's logical thinking is quite normal among this group of silly Syndra scholars.

Gu</span> "Two, now we have two choices."

McCus waved his hand to let the other watching Syndra disperse, and said to Valeera and Salayan with a serious expression: "One is to continue to wait here, and wait until Taleville is done with work before making a long-term plan."

"The second is to go directly to Immotar's cage, and take advantage of Torsedrin's focus on the demon, launch a surprise attack and kill him in one fell swoop, which one do you choose?"

"Hiss~"

Salayan took a slight breath, the irascible old lady is really not ashamed of the nickname Salayan just gave her, and the plans she made are all so violent.

‘But if you think about it...it’s not impossible, is it? '

"Let me just ask."

Just in case, Sharlayan asked Maxus to confirm: "How strong is Torsedrin?"

McCus sneered disdainfully: "So-so, although he is much better than me, but definitely not legendary."

"Over the past ten thousand years, due to the lack of sufficient energy supply, the progress of the people of Elesalas has been extremely slow."

"Torsedrin was hitting the legend 10,000 years ago. Ten thousand years have passed, and he still hasn't passed the final hurdle."

Sharlayan nodded thoughtfully: "That is to say, it is close to legend, and it is determined by level, probably level 45-49?" '

Sharlayan's fighter level is now 33, and Valeera's thief level is 27.

It is very difficult to fight Torsedrin head-on, and there is almost no chance of winning.

"Is there anyone around Torsedrin? If we launch an attack near Immotar's cage, will his personal guards hinder our plan?"

"Hmm..." The irascible old lady finally calmed down, and said with a bitter face: "Sure enough, that mad prince has many elite subordinates, and it may be difficult to break through their guards just relying on the nerds behind me who are not strong in fighting power. .”

Sharlayan was glad that he had not been led astray by Maxus' impulsiveness, and it was not advisable to give away the head hastily.

"Ha~"

McCus scratched his hair in distress: "Let's talk to you guys in detail when Thalerville comes back. I'll wash my face and calm down first."

"Lyderrose!"

"Um?"

A well-mannered Syndra scholar suddenly raised his head from the experimental table, looking at Maxus who was waving to him with some doubts.

"Is there something wrong?"

Not everyone participated in the farce of McCus beating Yawo violently. This scholar named Ledros was one of them. He ignored the previous commotion and kept busy with his own affairs.

[Xiao Sa, the opportunity has come! 】

Sharlayan asked the barrage in confusion, "What chance?"

【Quell Sera! This Ledros is the custodian of the upper-level dragon-forged blade, and UU Reading www.uukanshu.com tried to get Quel Sela from him. 】

'Oh? '

Sharlayan, who was a little careless at first, raised his attention and took a closer look at the Syndra scholar.

McCus introduced to Sharlayan: "This is the polymath Laidros. When Thalerville was away, he was the leader of this secret resistance organization."

"Ledros, you should have seen the farce before, don't I need to introduce it to you?"

Ledros smiled and bowed to Sharlayan and Valeera: "Welcome to the hidden city of Elesalas, the ancient compatriots from the other side of the sea."

In order to ensure that the secret base would not be discovered by Torsedrin's people, McCus quickly went to patrol outside again, and handed over the task of receiving the two to Ledros.

Accepting the three-color feather from Sharlayan, Ledros nodded with a calm demeanor: "It is indeed the token we entrusted to General Yuyue."

"but…"

Ledros frowned and looked at the two people sitting opposite him: "She only sent you two to get in touch? What about the follow-up reinforcements?"

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