For the next hour, Charles was a quiet listener, the old witch holding his hand and refusing to let go, apparently having made the Priest of the Holy Coming a trusty person.

The old witch has many stories, and Mary, who knows that her life is short, seems to have opened her heart and confided her story to Charles in a calm tone.

There were years before the turmoil, and there were years after the turmoil, and Mary's words mentioned the most were her mistress, that is, Cathy's mother. Carol's last generation of witches stepped into the realm of heroes at the age of less than thirty, hoping to revitalize the family, but she went to the abyss and was never heard from.

The old witch, who has raised two generations of Carol's descendants, has actually entered the twilight stage, even if she is not attacked by the demon lord's projection and burns out the fire of life to activate the manor's enchantment circle, she will not live for a few years.

After all, Mary's bloodline is too mediocre, even if she is a high-ranking spellcaster, her lifespan is ten or twenty years longer than that of ordinary humans. Only the Legend of the Mandate of Heaven can transcend the limitations of their own bloodline, live for hundreds of years, or go to immortality.

“…… Silvermoon City, please take Cathy to Silvermoon City, where Lady Erastro is still in charge of the land, she is a fair and kind lord, and Silvermoon City is thriving under her rule......"

The old witch finally pointed out the direction of the mission further, and said with a pleading look: "In the past, the Exorcist Hall built a strong fortress in the Nether Mountains in the Silvermoon Federation region, and it was hidden deep in the mountains, and no other creature except the exorcist knew about it...... If you want to find out why the Hall of the Exorcists has disappeared, you can go to the fortress. If the Hall of the Exorcists isn't really dead, there must be the last Defenders there! ”

At about nine o'clock in the evening, Charles and Anya left Carol Manor.

Mary's words of advice still linger in her mind.

Go to Silvermoon City.

But before that, he's going to take Cathy to Comanso. It was the ancestral land of the elves, and although the elves had evacuated a long time ago, they had left behind countless ruins. Charles needs to take Cathy to the very old ruins of Yaling, who is said to be the discoverer of the continent of Dawn.

According to Mary, there must have been a secret way to further preserve the Cashy bloodline in the ruins of that Yaling. For warlocks, especially those who are noble in their own blood. Each Purification Secret Method can make them take a big leap in strength. Mary even asserted, "The secret methods in the ruins can help Cathy step into the realm of exemplars...... This is the path that the Carol witch must take, and the hostess was promoted to the role model in the ruins! ”

Charles didn't mind pushing Cathy to the rank of Exemplar, because sending a friend into the Exemplar Realm would surely be filled with a sense of accomplishment, and on top of that, the system would reward him handsomely.

Charles is confident in this.

Walking down the streets of the aristocratic quarter, the atmosphere was quiet, and Charles glanced down at the warm porcelain bottle he held in his hand, which was filled with Cathy's blood. I thought of the shallow smile of the aristocratic girl when she said goodbye. A warm current welled up in his heart.

"What did you talk to Cathy?" Finding that the female player next to him was too quiet, Charles couldn't help but tilt his head and ask.

"Spells and Spell Casting Techniques...... She's smart! ”

Anya glanced at him when she heard this, and there were imperceptible ripples in her eyes.

"She's certainly smart." Charles laughed, and finally added, "But so do you, I don't think warlock casters are fools." ”

"You want her blood, what magical ritual do you want to perform?" Anya couldn't help but wonder when she heard Charles mention Cathy's race.

"Do you want to observe? I am very welcome. Charron laughed.

If it had been placed before he had purchased Wells Manor. He must be borrowing the secret room of Carol Manor again for the ceremony. But now it's different, he has his own lair. Magic ritual or something, naturally it's more reassuring to go home and close the door.

At night, Wells Manor is much more lively than during the day, because not only the Nordahill team is huddled in the castle, but even Longyan Yifeng and Qi Guangming. Yu Yin and the god of war Kui Ye, when they heard the news that Charles was about to leave far away, they all ran over to greet and see him off.

When Charles and Anya returned to the castle, there was no shortage of dinner, waiting for everyone to eat and drink in the hall. Slightly drunk, Charles invited his friends to move to the castle chamber.

Wells Castle is very spacious, and there are probably many vacant rooms for hundreds of people in a large guild. As the garrison of the Overseer of the Exorcist Hall, the castle not only has dedicated spaces such as alchemy rooms, enchantment rooms, casting rooms, and warehouses, but also many dimensional rooms that can only be opened with magic keys.

"Bang"

Pushing open the door of the master's bedroom, Charles was wondering where the female blood had gone, when a figure suddenly descended above his head, half-kneeling in front of him and whispering, "Master." ”

"Well, Mahi, open the dimensional room, I'm going to perform a magic contract ceremony."

Charles subconsciously felt that tonight's female entourage was a little strange, because the freshman vampire, who was usually ignorant, would not greet him with such etiquette. But Charles didn't think much about it, and gave an order, then turned his head and smiled at the boys: "Zhang Ze's evil star is not here tonight, and the magic ceremony will definitely go well!" ”

Qi Guangming took the lead in laughing, how fake the laughter sounded, and in the end, everyone could only look at each other and shrug their shoulders.

The dimensional space dedicated to the castle owner is unsurprisingly large, with magic lampstands at the four corners, and the never-extinguishing azure light illuminates the entire space.

Standing on the middle of the magic circle, Charles kept his head above water, but he also did not forget to count the materials needed for the ceremony.

The first is a High Ritual Scroll worth 4,000 gold coins.

Then there is the holy silver kettle containing the blood of Yaling, which is diluted with the hydrosol of magical flowers and plants, maintaining the naturalness of the blood of the elves.

There are two such silver pots, and Charles puts the 'Arcane Soul' and 'Dragon's Grip' stones into them, and then takes out a few energy crystals from the backpack space to activate the circle, and embeds them in the nodes of the circle on the soles of his feet.

Charles is very familiar with these tasks, and it took less than ten minutes to prepare, unlike other novices who stumble and spend an hour or two.

"Ready!"

Charles greeted his friends standing in the corner of the room, "When I open the scroll, you won't make noise." ”

Zhang Ze's big mouth is not here, and Charles is very relieved about this group of people.

Everyone watched as the priest stepped into the activation ring of the circle, and slowly pulled out a scroll glowing with bright purple light, and couldn't help but make eye contact.

"That's a high scroll......" Orst couldn't help it, tugging at the sleeve of the dwarven warrior Todak.

"Shut up!" The female elf Druilia glared back in front of her, "I know it's a high scroll and you're making noise...... If the ceremony fails because of you, I'm afraid that you will not be able to compensate for the loss if you sell all your belongings. ”

"......" Osster looked dissatisfied, but he could only hold back his words.

"Boom"

As the purple scroll burned in the priest's hand, the six-pointed star array under the priest's feet suddenly emitted a strong magical light, and everyone saw a picture of birds singing and flowers unfolding in their field of vision.

The ancient verdant forest gradually became clear, the elves frolicked among the lush foliage, and the strong magical energy gathered throughout the forest, forming a magical fountain. The creatures of the wilderness who are blessed by magic live and thrive around the fountain.

Fairy Wilds!

The charr couldn't be more familiar with the picture he had seen once. He ignored the stinging palms of the burning scrolls and stared at the void.

Unlike the first blurry image, this time Charles seemed to be in the magical plane.

Suddenly, figures flickered among the tall trees, and several pointy-eared elves dressed in simple clothes, almost as tall as adult humans, with swords and bows in their hands, chased after Charles.

"Huh?"

A mischievous but beautiful teenage elf giggled through Charles's body, and then, as if sensing something, stopped and looked around.

"Miriyalu, what's wrong?" Several of her elven companions who had come with her also stopped and asked.

"I seem to smell something strange...... It does not belong to the breath of the fairy wilderness. The fairy named Miriyalu opened her beautiful eyes in bewilderment.

Sheldon noticed that her eyeballs had no pupils, and the whole eyeballs were similar to Cathy's, all of them were pure colors, which was clearly Yaling's physical characteristics!

"Let's go—"

The carefree elves called out to the maiden, and Miriyalu walked around the meadow, and after nothing to gain, she muttered a fairy dance and disappeared before Charr's eyes in the blink of an eye.

"Friends of the Fairy Wilds!"

As soon as the girl disappeared, a gentle female voice echoed in Charles's ears.

"I can feel the kindness in your blood connecting to the Fairy Wilderness Medium, a spirit who left the wilderness and descended to the material realm, who has not lost herself...... Since you are her friend, then the fairy wilds will favor you! As if the gods had sent a decree, Charles suddenly noticed that the scenery around him was more real, and the smell of earth and grass came to his nose.

At the same time, Charles felt the flesh and blood around him itch, as if countless small insects were burrowing inside him.

A line of text automatically floats on the retina:

"...... in the Baptism of Energy"

This line of writing continued until the scroll burned out and the liquid in the two silver pots evaporated. The baptismal results turn around:

"You've got the [Blessing of the Elven Wilds] (medium)."

Blessing of the Elven Wilds (Medium): The Planar Will has noticed your presence and sees you as a friend of the Elves. You have further been baptized with Wild Magic, gaining +10 to all Elemental Resistances. ”

"Obtain the Otherworldly Covenant. Fairy Wilds] (1/1 daily). ”

"Otherworldly Covenant. Elven Wilds]: You can use this type of spell ability without paying gold or experience, summoning a level 20 spirit companion from the elf wilds to help you fight, but the spirit companion can only exist on the material plane for 1 hour at a time. (To be continued......)