With the help of Burris, Lott floated down from the dragon's back. He asked Odette if he wanted to go to the city to play. The princess could get the little mage in, and the guests could bring their family members. Odette refused, saying that he likes to be quiet and play unintentionally.

Odette looked north: "I'm leaving for a while, I'm afraid I won't be able to come back to pick you up. You can figure out your own way when you return."

Lot asked: "Where can you go? Sigfei and Augilia are in Silver Falcon. Besides them and us, do you have friends?"

Unlike the other two creatures, the dragon is not so in awe of his master. "I won't indulge in nihilistic entertainment, I'm going to do business," he looked at Burris, "Master Gershaw, I'm going to the North Star City to check Yrel's situation, maybe I will stay there for a while. Time... do you have anything you want me to bring to him?"

Burris was slightly nervous: "Illil? Is there anything wrong with him?"

"Don't worry, it should be nothing." The dragon lightly flapped its wings and said, "He used my sleep to take advantage of the vacancy. He once caused me great pain and humiliation. Now, I want to personally monitor him. If he is honest enough, I can let him go. If he has any possibility of counterattack, I will detect it faster than the knights and wizards, and kill him in time."

Burris nodded and said, "I guess he should have lost the ability to cast spells... It's okay to have you observe more."

Odette laughed something evil-sounding "heh heh ha ha ha": "Indeed, he is no longer a mage. When he saw you, he used one of my incarnations. Now my body and soul Everything changed, and he became an extra limb that was cut off by me...like a rotten leg that was amputated. The moment I was changed by the Black Lake, his connection with me was cut off, he Nothing. He will not only lose the ability to manipulate the elements at will, but also a little bit of the knowledge in his head."

Lott asked: "It's a bit like senile disability?"

Burris replied for Odette: "No, that kind of disease will make people lose recent memories first. What Illil loses is a large number of consecutive early memories, such as his own childhood experiences, such as basic courses in magic..." While talking, he glanced at the black and white dragon, "The current Yrill is not himself, he is an'object' cut from Odette. Not only has he lost the synchronization with Odette, but also Odette. He will gradually forget the things he doesn’t know. He can remember who he is, what happened before, and he can also remember the process of trying to open the thin spot of the plane, and even the process of pinning large creatures with clusters of binding spells... ...Because Odette also knows this, but it is useless for him to remember these, he will forget the most basic arcane character writing, forget the correct tone of the spell...It is like a warlock who has lost his ability. Since he It can erode Odette, and the changes in Odette will naturally come back to him."

Lott touched his chin and nodded deeply: "I understand, I understand what it feels like... It's like, I have read so many romance novels, I can sing a lot of pop songs, but I can't write myself. Novels, let alone writing songs... Do you know why I can't write? You must not guess why... Because I have never practiced writing, let alone read music. Burris, this is also a bit like you, You know the relationship between the princess student and Sir Naylor, and you even point fingers at them, but in fact you don’t..."

"How emotional!" Burris interrupted him hurriedly, frowning solemnly, "If Illil is resurrected with the help of ordinary corpses and does not provoke Odette, then even if he fails in the end, he will not As for what ended up like this..."

Lott nodded his head with emotion, and did not continue to say the association just now. Burris put his heart down a little, it seems that Lot is still measured, in front of the creation, he knows how to save some face for the ally mage.

After hearing the words of the mage, Odette sneered-it was a sneer. When he laughed, a small chill came out of his mouth gently.

"For your mage, this must be very painful," he said, twisting his neck a few times, letting the chill spread, "In my opinion, this pain is very suitable for Yylil, since he likes to be a superior. , Dominator, let him taste the taste of being a prisoner and being mentally retarded."

The cold air gradually spread, forming a layer of mist, covering Odette's whole body, and then his wings flicked, and the mist and his figure disappeared at the same time. A white-robed man stood in place, bowing slightly to greet Lot and Burris.

In the past, Odette's incarnation was very special. Different people would see him in a completely different way. But now, when the white-robed man took off his hood, Lot and Burris saw the same person.

They communicated quickly, and they were convinced that they saw the same image: this person was about 20 years old, of medium height, black hair and black eyes, white skin, handsome facial features, indistinguishable from men and women.

"Thanks to the power of the Black Lake, my way of incarnation has also changed." Odette's voice did not change, still the kind of weird voice with no characteristic. "Now I can release several different incarnations or transform Formed as a stable and specific image. I plan to enter the Northern Star City with this human appearance and approach the people of the Arcane Federation as a warlock...How about, do I look like a warlock now? Is it beautiful?"

"It's beautiful. But..." Burris looked at him up and down, "I always think...something is wrong..."

Lott saw the problem at a glance: "Odette, you have changed your human form, but you haven't changed your gender! Humans or elves have two genders, you have to choose one at any rate!"

"I know, let's talk about it when we get there." Odette touched herself with both hands, probably imagining the feeling of growing things in these places, "Different genders have different advantages, I will take a look there first. The environment determines what gender to integrate into the group."

After speaking, he breathed out another cloud and mist, returned to the form of a giant dragon in the mist, slowly suspended his body, ready to take off to the north.

Just about to turn around, he suddenly bent back and asked, "Master Gershaw, as an ordinary human... would you doubt me?"

"Do you doubt what?" Burris asked.

The dragon talked to the mage, but his eyes were fixed on Lot: "I have gained a part of the power of the Black Lake, but the master has been further weakened... It is no exaggeration to say that now I am not only the only miracle in the world, but also this. The closest creature in the world to the true god...Do you really trust me? Wouldn't you suspect that I abused my power?"

Burris said, "I believe you very much. You are Lotbald's creation. I trust you as if I trust him." He glanced at Lott beside him, "Also, I have seen "Silver Ode" , I know what kind of soul you have."

The dragon lowered its head and looked at the ground with obsidian eyes, as if to express obedience, and as if he was hesitant to speak.

Lott stepped forward and said, "Odette, I believe you. Mortals will definitely trust you and like you. How can your beautiful creatures go bad? Your dragon form is not only beautiful, but also particularly deterrent, so For one thing, people may be afraid of you at first, but in the end they will be attracted to you. As for your human form...you are the most beautiful human in the world! Snow-white skin, ebony hair, perfect Five senses, figure, I don’t know... There is a beauty like you in human fairy tales. Who can not like this kind of beauty? Who can not trust?"

Odette's eyes suddenly lighted up, and excitedly expressed his gratitude to the master and mage, and urged them to be safe and have a good time.

Lott waved at him. He hummed a song, shook his (non-functional) wings, and spirally took off, blending into the space between the stars and moon.

Burris looked at the night sky with complicated eyes. Lott shrugged: "Look, I still know him."

After the dragon left, Lotla took Burris and slowly climbed over the gentle hills outside Silver Falcon Fort.

Burris suddenly thought, why did he and Lot always encounter the situation of "walking at night in the suburbs"? The rime forest, the gem forest, the Falling Moon Mountains, Quintilia...maybe even on the wasteland of the Black Lake. They always walk side by side in the strange night. This is really like the standard "necromancer" in epic stories. And its allies in other worlds".

Taking advantage of this short walk, Lott elaborated on the reason why he could leave Black Lake. Simply put: He first inherited the power of Black Lake, and then destroyed them himself.

Everything happened in a short period of time.

When Lott reached the center of the Black Lake, Burris had disappeared from him. In fact, it is not disappearing, but being transformed into a dead spirit... Black Lake only accepts souls, here, the living will be transformed into the dead sooner or later.

Lot didn't panic. He entered the core of the plane and gradually merged with the remaining power of the Black Lake guard and the purgatory monarch.

This place is like the part of the net bag that presses the heaviest object. It will fall deeper and deeper, and will continue to wrap up all the forces around him, like a snowball, and gradually become the heavier thing in the net bag, replacing the original The "heavy objects" have become the new core of Black Lake.

He was originally a demigod and had experience in creation, which fully met the criteria for inheriting the position of a true god. So he became the new guard of the Black Lake, the only **** closest to the world.

The moment he inherited his power, the "anchor" of the world began to activate. As Illil planned, the three creations began to pull their masters, and the true God was about to be forced to descend on earth.

At the same time, Lot began to release and destroy his own power. It was like leaving the swamp of the dead: at that time he demolished the tower of smoke, demolished the gray hall, and destroyed his own power with his own hands...though he had not realized this at the time.

The owner of the plane certainly has the right to tear up what belongs to him.

Not only that, the owner of the plane also has the right to summon everything in the plane-the new Black Lake guard immediately found Burris Gelshaw. At that time, the latter had become an unconscious undead, floating in the black lake.

It is not difficult to restore Burris to its original state. In the Marsh of the Dead, Lot has the power to regain his youth in Burris; in the Black Lake, Lot can even bring him back to life.

At that time Lott was still thinking: What a pity, I have deteriorated so much since I left the Marsh of the Dead, and when I leave the Black Lake... it is estimated that I will become weaker than before.

At this time, the Black Lake has begun to pour into the world. Because of Yrill's prior manipulation, the elements of God's Domain basically flocked to Odette.

If the power of the Black Lake continues to flow in, the elements of the world will gradually be assimilated, and the living things will gradually be transformed into dead spirits, just as Burris had previously speculated... But now the situation is different: the power of God's Domain is destroyed on one side On the one hand, the leaked part was not enough to erode the world, and it just happened to be received and sorted out by Odette.

During this process, Burris, who had just been resurrected, also flowed out along the rift and was protected by Odette. In the end, the master of the plane left himself a little strength, used it to repair the rift, and "expelled" himself to the other side of the thin spot, and only returned to the Black Lake for seven days every 100 years to ensure the fulfillment of the priesthood.

Lott said that doing all this is both simple and difficult. The simple thing is that when the homeowner decides to demolish his own house, no one can stop him; but the difficulty is that his mind will be affected to some extent after inheriting the black lake. Instinct will make him yearn for the priesthood and make him want to stay. In the Black Lake, guard the realm of God...

Therefore, when he first entered the Black Lake, he didn't say this idea in advance. He has read some books that said: If you explain too much of an important plan in advance, it will probably not be done in the end.

Lott said that after doing all this, his somatosensory time was probably a few hours, while the elapsed time in the world was only one or two seconds. The time rules of God's Domain are different from those of the human world. The time in the Black Lake is not necessarily slow or fast, and there is no corresponding conversion formula. Lot's "Seven Days in a Hundred Years" is also a rule based on the time of the world.

After listening to this, Burris said with emotion: "Aofa is up, I can hardly imagine the details... how to say, I understand the general ins and outs, but I still don't know the principle."

Lot said, "I don't know how to explain it. Look, what are you doing now? Walking? If you don't know the principles of stepping, stabilizing and standing still, you can still walk, right? To me In other words, what I do is the same. I can only tell you what happened, but I can't explain it with the data, theorems, etc. that your mages are keen on."

Burris nodded: "I know. God's Domain is a domain that mortals still can't understand."

In fact... it is not completely incomprehensible. Otherworldly masters are very keen to study God's Domain, and Burris himself is somewhat curious about this, but so far, God's Domain is still a daunting and unfamiliar vocabulary. To understand the secrets, the wizards have to spend a lot of patience. year.

"I thought it would be difficult to end this matter," Burris said with emotion. "Unexpectedly, I almost didn't need to do anything. Everything ended smoothly..."

When going downhill, Lott walked a little forward, holding Burris's arm and said: "With me, you should have relaxed. Of course, the archmage's alien allies must share the worries for him."

On the hill, Burris sent the metal raven out, and Esther should have received the news by now.

After arriving on the main road, they could see the gate guard from a distance. A court attendant stood beside the guard, and Burris had seen her. She was one of the attendants beside Estie.

Burris and Lott approached, the attendant took a breath while watching Lott, and rubbed his eyes twice.

The attendant led the way and led two distinguished guests into the city. Today, the guard layout of the Silver Falcon Fort is a bit strange. The arrangement of the guard posts outside the city gate is the same as usual, but two small teams are stationed inside the city gate, and there are a large number of troops patrolling the main street. , There are casters in grey robes on the lookout post.

Lott murmured as he walked: "How does the Silver Falcon look like it's going to fight? Is anyone going to kill the prince again? Or is it because there is a celebration today?"

Burris said: "I don't think they seem to be guarding against foreign attacks... It's like they are afraid of someone in the city running out."