Wizards: Begin Liver Experience with Knight Breathing

1091 of the holy calendar, the month of germination.

The 60th year of the Great Crusade.

One of the plane federations under the jurisdiction of the wizard council, the plane of myriad opportunities.

on the sky.

A round of "mechanical sun" composed of countless metals, gears, and runes is suspended.

The wizards and mechanical creatures of the plane of myriad machines call it the "eternal melting pot"

In the Eternal Furnace, the power of endless fire elements gathers, reacts, and transforms into energy for the mechanical creatures of the Myriad Chance Plane.

This is the most important place on the Plane of Myriad Machines, the place where the energy center is located.

On the side of the Forge of Eternity, the huge legendary wizard Sky City guards it.

On the sky city, there is a towering sea-blue wizard tower.

At the top of the tower, a wizard in a blue robe with deep eyes like an ancient wise man is looking at the crystal ball floating in front of him.

This is the legendary wizard of the ocean faction, the dark blue sage Luther.

Since coming to this plane of myriad chances, he has fought against the father of plague many times, each winning or losing.

The other party is an extremely difficult evil god, whose plague power is pervasive, even mechanical creatures are at risk of being infected.

Those infected mechanical creatures will collectively lose control, forming a terrible wave of "omnic crisis".

However, the recent intrusion from the father of the plague has been less, which makes Luther a little unaccustomed, and always feels that the other party is brewing some bigger conspiracy.

In addition to being a legendary wizard of the ocean school, the dark blue sage is also a rare wizard of the prophecy school.

Now, he is using the crystal ball to try to penetrate the fog and predict some things, so as to make the next move.

Now, divination has reached the final stage.

On the crystal ball, strange and complicated pictures flashed one by one.

In the end, the picture freezes in the boundless dark land, the plane that mainly presents azure blue.

"Nora..."

The Plaguefather is a powerful evil god. Even with the means of a legendary wizard, only this bit of information can be obtained through divination.

Others, there is no way to divination.

However, the dark blue sage has dealt with the evil gods for many years, and he basically understands the evil gods' routines.

"He is going to bring down the incarnation of the saint in Nora, this may be a good time to do it."

Whether it is an evil god or a righteous god, through the correct divine descending ceremony held by its followers, they can descend to a certain plane through the incarnation of a saint.

The strength of the descending avatar is related to the strength of the evil god itself, the level of the god's descent ceremony, the level of the sacrifice, and the level of the plane itself, etc.

What communicates all of this is the mysterious and mysterious power of faith.

It is not easy for the gods to send down the incarnation of the saint. The farther the distance is, the greater the cost and consumption will be.

Therefore, the dark blue sage felt that now might be a good opportunity.

"Wait, that guy can definitely guess that I will divination him, whether this is a situation he deliberately designed... just wait for me to enter, and catch the turtle in the urn.

But if you don't try, you may miss an opportunity to seriously injure or even kill him.

By the way, why not ask about the magic fortune gold coin? "

In the palm of the dark blue sage, an ordinary-looking coin appeared at some point.

"Magic gold coin of destiny, tell me what to do?"

The dark blue sage gently tossed the coin, and the coin landed on the ground in a perfect parabola, spinning continuously.

Eventually, the coin ends up heads up.

The dark blue sage's robe fluttered without wind, and thousands of stars flashed across his eyes, reflecting the entire plane of myriad opportunities.

The next moment, the legendary wizard's face was firm, and he turned into an endless flow of azure particles, dissipating in the wizard tower.

In the same place, only the fate gold coin lay quietly, face up.

In the pattern, there is an elegant and gentle smile of a lady.

I don't know how long it will be.

It seems that the painful wailing of the gods resounded through the multiple planes, and it seemed that a great war that could change the world broke out somewhere.

With the aftermath of the terrifying shock came.

Inside the Wizard Tower, the Destiny Gold Coin was shaken, revealing the reverse side of the Destiny Gold Coin.

On the other side, there is also the lady's smile, which seems to be full of affirmation, determination, and... courage.

The legendary wizard's magic destiny gold coin, only the front side.

...

Somewhere in the Plane of Myriad Machines, the sky is full of yellow sand, and there are broken mechanical wreckage, parts, gears, and corpses of rotting green-skinned monsters everywhere...

This is one of the battlegrounds between the wizards and the Plague Legion on the Plane of Myriad Chances.

Although the father of the plague is an evil god, he is a real inventor. With various plague magic and some powerful creatures from multiple planes, he controls and transforms them to form his subordinates. The mighty Plague Legion.

In fact, except for large-scale wars involving legendary wizards, the father of the plague does not need to end most of the plane invasions in person.

He is a god, the father of all great unclean beings, and it is a very outrageous thing to end up in person.

Basically, a "Plague Lord" comparable to a great wizard can lead a certain number of plague legions to capture most planes without demigods.

Under the great lord, there are a large number of "plague lords", also known as "great unclean ones". These plague monsters comparable to high-level wizards are terrifying nightmares for enemies on the battlefield.

This place was originally the base of a war group of wizards. Three days ago, a plague lord who had no intelligence led an army to sweep here. A large number of wizards died in battle, and many of them fled here.

On the hot surface far away from the battlefield, two alchemy balls, one large and one small, were rolling forward in the wind and sand. The surface of the balls was covered with scars, and the alchemy parts were old and new.

"I don't know when the war will end. I really want to go back to the Endless Sea. Looking at the endless blue sea will make me feel better." Stella said softly.

She looked at Herman's frown. "Herman, are you still worried about the Pale Tower?"

"That's right, when we left the Pale Tower, without the presence of the wizards of the three rings, Murphys would definitely bully them..." Herman said.

"Don't think about it so much, hold on for a while longer, and when the war is over, we may be able to go back... Besides, didn't you say that Li Wei is not an ordinary person? Maybe he has grown up now and can be on his own." Stead Ra said.

"That kid is indeed unusual. I even suspect that he was rebuilt by the soul wizard, haha." Recalling those partners in Endless Sea, the voice of the tower owner began to become light.

"Before I knew it, I had been away for sixty years..."

"yes."

The two balls sighed and disappeared into the yellow sand sky under the setting sun.

...

world.

Peacock Kingdom.

The prosperous and rich southern region.

There is a stinking valley.

In the valley, there are rotting corpses everywhere, many of which are human. Some of these corpses are half buried in the soil, and some are directly displayed in the open air.

These corpses were caused by many southern lords and civilians dumping some people who died of the plague after the great plague last year.

Although some doctors told these lords that the corpses should be cremated to avoid infection, but due to ignorance and ignorance, few people could do so.

"What a perfect place for God to descend." Earl Johnson held a blue ghost claw in his hand, enjoying the charming smell of decay.

"The aftertaste is endless." For ghouls, the dirt and the smell of corpses are the most appetizing.

Because only in this way can he express his belief in the father of the plague.

Every believer of the father of plague, whether it is a ghoul or a variety of dirty and rotting creatures, is proud to be the "great unclean" beside the father god.

"Give me all out, don't eat them secretly, these are sacrifices to the Father God, these sacrifices are not enough, you go to the surrounding cities, and then secretly catch some back, try not to provoke those human rangers, although they are strong Ordinary, but now is the critical moment to summon the Father God, and we can't make extra trouble." Earl Johnson said.

On the ground where the rotten corpses were displayed, wriggling things like rotten meat appeared. Tens of thousands of white maggots surged in the rotten meat, making the rotten meat look like a honeycomb.

Then, these rotten flesh gradually condensed and turned into figures of nobles.

The power of the ghoul family, from low to strong, is the lowest ghoul, baron, earl, duke, grand duke, prince...

Most of these figures are ordinary ghouls, whose strength is about equal to that of a ring wizard.

Earl Johnson could feel that perhaps a hundred years later, the strength of his subordinates would be enough to sweep the world.

But with the revival of the demon tide, this manpower is completely insufficient.

Even leaving aside the church.

Recently, it seems that another force has appeared in the world to fight against the dark creatures, and has repeatedly destroyed the good deeds of the ghouls.

The genius doctor Watson is very likely to be the person with this hidden power.

The ghouls need the leadership of God the Father, otherwise they cannot fight against these forces.

And this day is coming soon.

three days later.

In the valley, those ghouls rushed in one after another, followed by freshly baked corpses.

These corpses are all arranged in a specific formation pattern, forming an eight-pointed star formation composed of corpses in the valley.

Earl Johnson directed the work of his subordinates in an orderly manner.

finally.

The sacrificial circle that descended from the gods was ready, and Earl Johnson looked excited. He had been waiting for this moment for a long time.

With the guidance of God the Father, they no longer need to hide.

One after another, ghouls stood beside Earl Johnson, and they waited until night fell, and darkness enveloped the land.

Then, Earl Johnson placed the ghoul's arm in the center of the sacrificial circle.

These ghouls looked solemn, no different from those praying in the church.

Compared with humans, perhaps these monsters have a purer belief in their own gods.

After all, except for their father god, they are rotten monsters that are despised on most planes.

Only God the Father, like a true loving father, treats every believer equally and tolerantly, regardless of high or low.

In comparison, the God of Shenghui Church is a false loving father.

"You are the source of all evil plagues."

"You are the embodiment of all diseases."

"You are the father of the Great Unclean One!"

"Great ancestor of ghouls, father of plague, god of despair and corruption!"

"Come on!"

Accompanied by the prayers of all the ghouls.

The pitch-black night became even darker and deeper, and even the stars were dimmed.

It's been a long time.

Prayers were not answered.

This made Earl Johnson hesitate.

The other ghouls were also suspicious, but the Earl didn't tell them to stop, and they didn't dare to say anything.

Until after praying dozens of times.

There was no reaction at all from the magic circle.

"Boss, what's going on?" A ghoul baron couldn't help asking.

"Don't ask, keep praying, it should be that we are not devout enough, we should increase our efforts." Earl Johnson said.

"OK."

In the valley, time passed by every minute.

The god descending ceremony seems to have not been successful.

"Impossible... My rituals, prayers, and all the steps are strictly in accordance with the "Book of Ghouls". This was compiled by the Lord Ghoul Prince himself. Being bestowed the title of Great Unclean by God the Father, maybe the sacrifices are not enough..."

Earl Johnson thought in his heart.

Just when he was about to send the ghouls to continue to the nearby territory to kidnap people and come back.

Among the stars overhead, one star seemed to turn a pale green.

The next moment, the magic circle of divine descent burst into light, and the corpses, flesh and blood, intestines, rotten bones, and all kinds of rotten things all began to buzz and tremble.

Then, these things began to condense, rushing towards the ghost claws of the ghoul prince in the center of the circle.

Not long after, a mountain of meat tens of meters high began to form in the center.

Rotten intestines drilled into Roshan's abdomen like earthworms, dense maggots formed Roshan's muscles, pale bone spurs protruded from Roshan's abdomen, and a strange long tongue emerged from Roshan's abdomen, sniffing around like a snake Then, a green miasma filled the mountain of meat and accumulated in the valley.

All the ghouls looked wild when the unbearable horror finally took shape.

In their eyes, this ugly green mountain of meat is so tall, majestic, kind and gentle. His palm full of oil, fungus, and virus seems to be able to touch the boundless void, and even the stars are under such corrupt power. In front of it, went out.

Earl Johnson plopped to the ground, as did the other ghouls.

They shouted in unison.

"Father God above!"

On the head of that meat mountain, the indistinct facial features revealed a smiling face like a loving father.

"My dear children, I really, really can't thank you enough..."

Roshan looked at the starry sky, and his heart was peaceful: "The plague will not be defeated, nor will it be eliminated, Luther, we will meet again..."

...

Heiwen City.

Levi spent half a year here.

In the past six months, Li Wei did not go to the South and the North.

He was just silently collecting and digesting all the knowledge about the ancient sage civilization in the city of Heiwen.

On the other hand, he was studying the ancient holy law.

He once wanted to try to learn the ancient sacred method, but finally gave up.

He always feels that the ancient holy method seems to be able to give birth to a powerful ancient holy, but compared to the knight breathing method, it is not perfect.

So he planned to wait until he had collected more ancient sacred methods, and then see if he wanted to practice this kind of method.

Not long after, Mengka's voice sounded outside.

"My lord, I have something to ask to see." Mengka said, his voice hurried.

"Come in." Li Wei said lightly.

"What's up?"

"The White Scale Tribe in Levin City and the Swift Tribe in Iter City are heading towards our Black Spot City. It is said that these two tribes, not long ago, took refuge in the Old Sage with the Green Armor, and now they may have obtained the Green Armor The ancient sage's instruction came to put pressure on me..."

After Li Wei finished listening, information about these two tribes flashed in his mind.

The White Scale Tribe and the Swift Tribe are the two largest tribes within a radius of 10,000 li, apart from the Black Spot Tribe, both of which have ancient snake-level powerhouses.

Ever since Mengka led the tribe into Black Spot City, all parties have been fighting over territorial issues for many years, but there has been no result.

Originally, Li Wei wanted to take Mengka to destroy these tribes when he had time, and integrate them to form a powerful army, so as to fight against the ancient saints in the future.

It's just that he was busy with research and never cared about it.

Unexpectedly, now the other party came to the door.

"Get ready to fight, I will fight as a general under your command, don't reveal my true strength for now." Li Wei said with a calm face.

"Okay, it's up to the adults to decide." During this period of time, Li Wei and Kane always talked about the unification of the Old Sage Empire in Monka's mansion.

At first, Mengka felt that the Old Sage was joking, but later, he discovered that the other party was actually serious...

This nameless ancient sage powerhouse really wanted to unify the ancient sage empire and complete this feat that no one has accomplished since the original ancient sage.

...

Outside Black Spot City.

Mengka rode a huge beast like a rhinoceros, and his cold lizard pupils looked at the black army ahead.

Beside Mengka, a salamander man wearing armor and red scales was also riding a giant beast, with a calm expression on his face.

"Mengka, Patriarch Swift and I came here today at the order of Ancient Sage Qingjia. The three of us have been fighting for many years. We are equal and there is no victory or defeat. It is meaningless to go on like this. Ancient Sage Qingjia has already set our sights on our land. , listen to my advice, surrender. This world, after all, will be divided up by the Old Sage, and under the Old Sage, everyone is an ant." Said the Patriarch Bailin.

"Bai Lin, there have been Old Sages in your tribe's history anyway. Are you willing to condescend to others like this? Do you treat people like dogs? Even if I, Mengka, lose to the Old Sages, I would rather die in battle than lead my subordinates. Surrender." Monka said very stiffly.

Who let him have a hidden ancient sage powerhouse beside him?

Otherwise, Mengka, who knows current affairs, would have surrendered long ago.

"Mengka, with the strength of your clan, how can you be the opponent of our two clans? Stop struggling meaninglessly, and surrender quickly!" the swift and fierce patriarch urged.

"Stop talking nonsense, let's go together, let me dry you with endless scorching power!" Mengka said confidently.

On the city wall, the old lizard Kane, one of the commanders of the Monka army, looked nervous.

"This battle, I'm afraid it will be more ominous. With Mengka alone, how can he be the opponent of two ancient snake-level powerhouses... Hey, that salamander kid, why did he go to the battlefield? Isn't this a joke? "

During this period of time, Li Wei dealt with Kane as a knowledge seeker, with a very gentle and humble attitude, completely different from the arrogant and domineering temperament of the Salamanders.

Kane preconceived that Li Wei was also a cultural person like himself.

Who would have imagined that this kid would follow the Lord of Monka and go to the battlefield without making a sound.

"Since this is the case, there is nothing to say. We have already given you the opportunity." Patriarch Bailin sneered.

"It's too late to make a difference. Take this black-striped city earlier and return to your command." After the swift and fierce patriarch finished speaking, he led the army of lizardmen under his command and charged towards the battlefield.

The velociraptor clan was born to be extremely fast, and the leader of the velociraptor even practiced the "Ancient Sacred Art of Splitting the Sky". He instantly turned into an afterimage, holding a long sword in his hand.

"Hahaha, that's great!" The swift and fierce patriarch laughed, enjoying the killing very much.

On the other side, Mengka had already fought with Patriarch Bailin, one black and one white, fighting on the battlefield, and no lizardman around dared to approach.

"This is the power of the ancient snake powerhouse. Although it is far inferior to the ancient sage, it is no problem to kill three in and three out among these ordinary lizardmen." Kane has seen the ancient sage level Fighting, so I am not very surprised by such a small fight.

The swift and fierce patriarch killed a Heiwen clansman with his long sword. Suddenly, he found that in the army, there seemed to be a strong salamander wearing armor, fighting in his own army.

"court death!"

The Swift Patriarch plunged into the battlefield, his speed was too fast for most attacks to land on him.

"Crack the air!"

With his own ancient sacred method, he developed this invincible slash!

The gorgeous sword light blasted a way, unstoppable.

But in front of the strong Salamander, he was cut off by his sword.

"Interesting, you can take my sword. I didn't expect Mengka to invite a strong man at the level of an ancient snake." The power of splitting the sky broke out, and the figure of the swift and fierce patriarch disappeared suddenly.

Li Wei rode the giant beast, calmly watching the swift and fierce patriarch spinning around him like a phantom, trying to confuse himself in this way.

"Fancy show!"

The air-cracking strikes rushed towards Li Wei like a tide.

Bang, bang, bang.

Li Wei did not crush directly, but confronted the opponent with the strength of the ancient snake.

At this moment, the swift and fierce patriarch's heart, from the beginning of self-confidence, has become unconfident.

"The speed is so strong, it can be compared with my power to split the sky. Is the ancient sacred method of the Salamander clan good at speed?" The swift and fierce patriarch doubted life.

In the end, Li Wei was fine.

The swift and fierce patriarch was panting heavily, spitting out snake letters, and his body was shaking due to loss of strength.

He knew that he was no match for this Salamander powerhouse, and even if the opponent wasn't the Old Sage, it wouldn't be much worse.

He began to retreat quickly, turning into an afterimage, trying to escape under Li Wei's nose.

Li Wei held the reforged Frostmourne in his hand, pointed his sword at the sky, and the power of gray annihilation exploded!

With a sword strike, an annihilation crack began to appear in the swift and fierce army in front.

All lizardmen on the trail of the gray sword light will die!

"Don't run away!"

Li Wei opened the blood feather bow, and a blood forbidden cone appeared on it.

He easily pulled away the third-level blood vessel, the bow was like a full moon, and the arrow was like a shooting star.

He is like a real ancient fierce general, shooting out with one arrow!

The swift patriarch who turned into a phantom and fled in front of him snorted, and the blood forbidden cone penetrated his body, causing him endless pain.

Then, one after another, the blood forbidden cones all entered the body of the swift and fierce patriarch.

In the end, he half-kneeled on the ground, looking forward, his eyes were loose, and he was already exhausted!

Seeing the sudden death of the leader of the tribe, and the other swift and fierce warriors, their hearts were shocked, and for a moment, they didn't know what to do.

The Whitescale patriarch also noticed something was wrong.

"Dead? How is it possible? This black-striped tribe, who can kill the swift and fierce patriarch who is good at speed?"

The next moment, a bloody figure rushed to the front of the battlefield, and together with Mengka, besieged the Bailin patriarch!

"Bai Lin, surrender, look at your men, they are all afraid..." Mengka said loudly.

"Impossible! I..."

Before Patriarch Bailin could finish his words, Li Wei had already punched him flying, smashing into the ground, cracking the ground.

"Bai Yan!!"

White flames shot out from the angry White Scale Patriarch's body, which was the embodiment of the [Power of Phosphorous Fire] burning in his body!

If he surrendered, then what greeted him would be the revenge of the Qingjia Old Sage, who valued every penny, and that was the real despair.

"If you can't see the situation clearly, then die!" Mengka's scorching slash was wrapped in a heat wave, and he fought with the white scale that was braving white flames.

Li Wei did not continue to fight, but returned to the formation silently, watching the play alone.

"The strength I have shown is almost the same now. A relatively strong Salamander ancient snake-level powerhouse... If it is stronger, a new Old Sage will be born out of nowhere. I am afraid that other Old Sages will come to watch."

You must know that the reptile civilization has not given birth to a new Old Sage for a long time. Every time a new Old Sage appears, it is an absolute big event that will soon spread throughout the entire Old Sage Empire.

Li Wei still wants to develop for a while, and start to explode after the fourteenth level of his Chidilong breathing method or scarlet dragon breathing method.

In the end, the Bailin patriarch who would rather die than surrender was beheaded by Mengka. Mengka was breathing white smoke all over his body, and he held up the head of the Baiscale patriarch.

"All the White Scale Clan, the Swift and Vigorous Clan! All surrender! Otherwise, they will be killed without mercy!"

Mengka said loudly, he is like a god of killing, his vertical pupils exude killing intent, and the majesty of an ancient snake-level powerhouse sweeps across the battlefield.

The ordinary warriors of the White Scale and Swift Race finally put down their weapons one after another...

Mengka looked at all this with satisfaction. He never thought that one day he would be able to take the head of the Bailin patriarch with his own hands.

"Perhaps, that lord's dream of unification...is not a fantasy, he is really realizing this goal little by little."

At this moment, the blood in Mengka's body, which had been silent for a long time, was ignited again.

He looked to the back of the battlefield, the adult had already ridden the giant beast, and left slowly on his own.

"With the help of adults, I, Mengka, will be able to unify the borderlands of the empire in less than ten years. When my ancient holy law takes a step forward, the two ancient saints and I will join forces, and it may be enough to sweep the empire..." Mengka Imagine the future.

The most terrifying thing about that lord is that he has never shown his full strength until now. He only used one move to deal with himself, but where is his upper limit? Monka didn't know.

Of course, they probably won't be stronger than those ancient saints in front, otherwise, the adults don't have to hide in this borderland and act in a low-key manner.

Mengka even felt that the lord might be a close relative of the ancient sage Fentian who was hidden in the snow, but because of some problems, he turned against each other, and finally concealed his name and plotted revenge.

...

the next day.

Li Wei sat in the study, studying the ancient sage's method obtained from the White Scale and the Swift Race.

Those of the White Scale Clan are called [Phosphorus Fire Ancient Sacred Method], and those of the Swift and Vigorous Clan are called [Ancient Sacred Method of Split Space].

The former needs to devour the flesh and blood of a ferocious underground beast called [Phosphorus Beast] for a long time, while the latter needs [Splitting Space Worm].

These two kinds of ferocious beasts are extremely ancient and difficult to hunt. They are also descendants of ancient beasts.

Li Wei speculates that the bloodline of the Phosphor Beast can be traced back to one of the four ancient kings, Mobius, the Underground King, and the Sky Splitter, with a high probability, is the Sky King, Oceros.

"All the ancient holy laws of this ancient holy empire are actually similar. In the final analysis, they all rely on the fierce beasts who inherited the blood of the four ancient kings to practice. By devouring these ancient blood, these lizardmen will continue to return to their ancestors, and finally The ancient sage who transformed into the ancient beast level is the limit. But obviously, the four ancient kings are far stronger than the ancient sage, and they are very likely to be comparable to the soul wizard, or even the great wizard...

The Lantern Dragon, which seems to represent flames, could it be the Underground King Mobius?

The emerald dragon, known for its speed, is also a poisonous dragon. Could it be the sky king Othellos?

Of course, it is also possible that besides these four ancient kings, there are other dragon clans who have been here. My guess may not be true. I will know when Mengka sends people to bring me back the scuttling worm and scale fire beast and test the blood. "

...

Rocky Prairie.

This is a place very far away from Heiwen City. On the prairie, there stands a huge blue city.

This is Qingjia City.

This city is the largest city in the western part of the ancient holy empire.

Compared with Heiwen City, Qingjia City is more magnificent and majestic.

This is the city of Qingjia Ancient Sage. A hundred years ago, Qingjia Ancient Sage was sanctified here, and then became the Twelfth Old Sage.

The ranking of the ancient saints in the ancient saint empire is a comprehensive ranking among the people based on the strength of the tribes commanded by each ancient holy place, as well as their combat records.

Although Qingjia Ancient Sage is ranked 12th, he is still very young. He is only over 200 years old now, and there is still a lot of room for improvement in the future.

And on the throne of the City Lord's Mansion, a lizard man in green scales was dozing off with his chin resting on his chin. The ministers below all stood silently, not daring to speak.

Until a creeper messenger of the chiropod tribe suddenly flew to the main hall, and then prostrated there, tremblingly said: "My lord, the ancient sage, there is a battle report from the front, the white scale tribe and the swift and violent tribe... have surrendered in defeat."

The sleeping green armored ancient sage opened his sharp eyes, and asked softly, "Where are the two patriarchs?"

"They all died in battle."

"Hehe, they are smart. They knew that the consequences of surrender would be worse than death, so they chose to fight to the death. Two ancient snakes, can't they win a black-patterned city?"

"My lord, it is said that...the Lord of the Black-patterned City is surrounded by a strong Salamander family, who seems to be at the level of ancient snakes."

"So that's the case, since this is the case, everyone in the audience, is there anyone who is willing to take the place of this sage and go to Heiwen City?"

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