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Wang Mo was walking on the road. He put on a cloak and bowed his head. In order to prevent the spies surrounded by fallen stars and hands of despair from finding him, he used magic tricks to dye the black cloak gray, and dressed up as a gray-robed wizard. .

On the way to the mage area to reunite with Yanjin, Wang Mo opened the friend list and connected to Tianxiang Zuo's voice.

"President Tiantian, I am Magic Melody." Wang Mo said softly, his voice was quite indifferent. Even now, the feeling of stuffiness and anger in his chest still hasn't disappeared.

Tiantian Xiangzuo quickly reacted and connected the voice: "Brother Melody, I can finally contact you. You know everything about the forum, right? What are you going to do?"

"It's nothing to do, since they are going to seek their own death, they just have to accompany them to the end." Wang Mo said.

"Uh... no, Brother Melody, I know you did a good job in the Fairy Forest, but you have to know that this time they probably gathered hundreds of people in the barren land for you. In addition to guarding against our cross rose, it is not impossible for tens of thousands of people, why are you like this..." Tiantian Xiangzuo was obviously choked by Wang Mo's answer, and he paused before answering.

"These are not important. If the president of Tiantang trusts me, just do me a favor." Wang Mo didn't wait for him to finish, and interrupted him directly, "President Tiandi, faith is a member of your guild. I I think you won’t ignore it, he and that Aragorn are my friends, I’m going to make a trip today!”

"Of course." Tiantian Xiangzuo's tone became firmer, "Don't say Faith is our first priest, even if he is an ordinary member, we Cross Rose will not let him be killed by the fallen stars and the hands of despair Level zero, even if the opponent is the two major guilds, we, Cross Rose, have to wade through this muddy water!"

"Well, if President Tiantang really wants to win this battle, besides the necessary personnel arrangement, please do me a favor." Wang Mo said after a pause.

"Brother Melody... You are really, well, I originally wanted to take this opportunity to draw you into our guild, but it seems that you have already made up your mind, let's say, as long as you rescue our cross rose person and your friend, let me do anything OK!" Tiantian sighed to the left, and then said firmly.

"Send a few people to the temple in the city closest to the barren land, block the door of the temple there, send them the photos of the masters and high-level people in Hand of Despair and Fallen Star, and wait for their temple to be resurrected Kill them right away." Wang Mo said simply.

"It's so awesome, it seems that you are confident that you can kill them?" Tiantian was shocked to the left. Since Wang Mo performed the first magic feast in front of him last time, he was almost blind to this mage. His self-confidence made him feel as if Wang Mo could do anything, as long as he said he could do it, that sharp spell would smooth out all thorns for him.

"As long as this is done, I will let you Cross Rose decide the rest of the staff arrangement." Wang Mo said, "I still need to make some preparations, and I will hang up first, President Heaven."

Tiantian hummed to the left, Wang Mo hung up the voice, looked up, and the magic area appeared in front of him.

Yanjin was leaning against the corner, but this time he no longer covered up, the hood had been lifted, and he saw Wang Mo approaching from a distance, and from Wang Mo's staff, he recognized that it was his teammate.

Yan Jin cheered up, stood up straight, and looked at Wang Mo, who was wearing a gray robe, and Wang Mo was also looking at him.

Although I have seen the shadow of Yanjin in videos in previous lives, it is the first time to directly observe Yanjin himself in this life. See face clearly.

Yanjin is not a handsome person, but his facial features are fairly neat, but they set off each other, adding a sense of cruelty, fair skin, ordinary facial features, the only thing that is not normal is his eyes, a pair of pupils showing The hottest flame-like fiery red, like crystal, looks like it is burning in the eye sockets.

Without the cover of the hood, Yanjin's flaming hair swayed in the wind, like a flickering flame!

A man like a flame, the seventh god-level master in the celestial list, the successor of the sage of flames, the king of flames, Yanjin!

"Your hair and eyes are too conspicuous." Wang Mo stepped forward and said casually. "Forget it, come with me and take you somewhere."

"Hey, I just like this, I'm used to it, if we pass by today, won't we just be arrogant?" Yan Jin stroked his hair, not minding the surprised eyes of the people around him, and grinned to show a neat smile. Teeth, said with a smile, he followed Wang Mo into the mage area.

"If possible, I really don't want such arrogance." Wang Mo shook his head with a wry smile, "A fierce battle is waiting for us. This time we must perform at a super level to ensure success."

"You are stronger. Since you were able to fight their team last time, you should be fine this time. Listen to you. When I need to take action, just say a word, and I will blow them all up with Pyroblast." " Yan Jin clenched his fist fiercely, his fiery red eyes shining brightly, revealing an unyielding fighting spirit.

"You are too violent. This matter cannot be resolved by simple violence." Wang Mo shook his head and stopped talking.

"The strength of the two of us, I'm afraid they will do something. Don't tell me that you don't have any unique skills. Many people have seen the Arcane Storm in the Fairy Forest last time. Don't hide it." Yan Jin He touched Wang Mo with a smile and said.

Wang Mo didn't speak, but continued to walk forward.

If Xingyun or Death were to be gloomy, and hearing what Yan Jin said was almost crazy, I don't know how they would feel...

Wang Mo walked with Yanjin in the magic area. Both of them consciously avoided the traps on the ground. Soon Wang Mo came to Slakana's hut again, stretched out his staff and gently knocked on the door .

The door opened automatically with a creak, and Slakana's gentle voice came from inside the room: "Come in, young man."

Wang Mo performed a magic trick, cleaned up the dust on himself and Yanjin's cloth boots, and then took Yanjin into the hut. There was no change from the last time he came, and Slakana was still sitting on the seat and holding looking at a book.

"Senior, I came here this time to borrow something from you." Wang Mo walked into the hut and said bluntly.

"Oh?" Slakana raised her head and took off her eyes, "What?"

"Things that can prove his identity." Wang Mo stepped back a few steps to the side, exposing Yanjin behind him to Slakana's sight. Yanjin's face was slightly stunned, obviously not understanding what he was going to do again .

The things Wang Mo wants to borrow from Slakana are very useful. He is sure that Yanjin can get them, but he is not sure. Although they are all inheritors, Yanjin has already begun to accept the power of the flame sage However, his inheritance mission has not been written yet, so maybe he can't get this thing.

The reason why Wang Mo is sure is because there is a precedent for this matter. The three successors of the sages in the previous life all obtained this item from Slakana. Of course, he is not sure that the " "Inheritor" can get this item, but even if not, he will not force it.

Slakana looked up and down at the bewildered Yanjin, but when her eyes moved to his face, she suddenly froze, staring at Yanjin's face in disbelief, and gradually stood up.

"These eyes...the power, the scorching flames... are exactly the same as Lie Yan, you are..." Slakana covered her small mouth in disbelief, staring straight at Yanzhu's fiery red eyes .

"What?" Yan Jin still didn't understand, and turned to look at Wang Mo suspiciously.

"He is the inheritor of the sage of the flames. I brought him here. I hope you can give him the only relic left by the sage of the flames." Wang Mo said nonchalantly beside him.

"The... inheritor of Lie Yan?" Slakana murmured in despair, raised her head and looked at Yan Jin's eyes as if she was sure, as if she wanted to confirm whether the scorching eyes that appeared in front of him were real.

Although in the official story, Slakana does not like the Flame Sage, but this does not mean that she has no feelings for the Flame Sage, at least as a member of the eleven Every sage has a very deep relationship. Now that the age of magic is over, thousands of years have passed. At this time, Yanjin appeared in front of her eyes. Yanjin's eyeballs were like the sage of flames, which aroused Sla Kanna's memory.

As a mage who is thousands of years old, there are too many things in his life memory. Even if it is a profound thing, if it is not deliberately mentioned, it will not be easily remembered. The dusty memories of Slakana came to life.

"She... this is, she knows that... the Flame Sage?" Yan Jin pointed to Slakana in disbelief, and asked Wang Mo next to him.

Wang Mo signaled him not to speak, and waited patiently. This item is very important to their actions, so they must get it.

Slakana fell into memory again. For a mage who is thousands of years old, searching his own memory is quite energy-consuming and time-consuming. Although Wang Mo was anxious to save Faith and Aragorn, he also Can only wait.

After about ten minutes, Slakana raised her head, looked at Yan Jin and Wang Mo again, with a hint of expectation and relief in her eyes, then turned around and walked towards the only cabinet.

"I'm very happy, you are just like them back then...Maybe it was a match of fate, and the two inheritors of you finally got together again. In this case, it is of no use for me to keep these two things. If this It is the will of Rex and Lie Yan, so I will hand them over to you." Slakana murmured while bending over to search for something in the cabinet.

Finally, Slakana straightened up holding the thick layers of cloth, and placed the cloth on the wooden table.

"Brothers and sisters back then left all their shirts with me...the ones from Lie Yan, Rex, Mr. Doronik...the ones from Sister Feng Yu..." Slakana murmured, gently Spread this layer of fabric on the table, and gradually reveal the whole picture of this thing in front of Wang Mo and Yan Jin.

Yan Jin gradually opened his mouth wide in surprise, and Wang Mo was also a little uneasy. According to what Slakana said, it seems that he, a half-baked successor, also has a share?

What appeared in front of Wang Mo and Yan Jin were two large cloaks. The materials of these two cloaks looked very ordinary. Due to their age, many places had faded, revealing large areas of off-white. The entire body of the cloak is tattooed with strands of floating white feathers.

This is the purpose of Wang Molai, the battle robe of the legendary Eleven Sages!

When the eleven sages came to Orlando, the glorious city, to fight the black knight king Mosonic, those eleven people wore such cloaks, and the one who appeared in front of Wang Mo was the mysterious sage Cloak and Cloak of the Flame Sage.

After the Battle of Glory, the Eleven Sages left their damaged close-fitting cloaks at Slakana's place, replaced them with new cloaks and left Orlando separately. Na, spent a lot of money on these cloaks to leave a mark symbolizing the eleven sages, achieving an effect that cannot be copied, and then said that when the sages themselves or their inheritors appear wearing this cloak in the future, they will be Receive extremely high standard treatment in the alliance.

These cloaks are just ordinary cloaks, with flying white feathers tattooed on them, and they only symbolize the good sustenance of the sage team for the future. This pattern later became the symbol of the eleven sages, and also made the poem of the sages the last sentence of

When the natural disaster of the undead just broke out, a priest with a very high cultivation level predicted before his death that where the white feathers flutter, darkness will be driven away and light will be ushered in!

At that time, the Eleven Sages had not yet been born!Later, when they grew up and embarked on the road of adventure, they used white feathers as the emblem of the team.

As it turns out, this pattern ended up saving half of Calandor!

If the inheritors of the Eleven Sages come to Slakana, they will be able to obtain the battle robes of the corresponding sages and bind them directly. They don't have any attribute bonuses, and the only special effect is that players wearing cloaks will directly obtain the respected reputation of the Alliance of Good and Lawful Law, and enjoy some unique privileges of the successors of the sages.

What Wang Mo is doing is this kind of prestige and so-called privileges. This kind of privilege cannot allow him to ask NPCs to help deal with Fallen Star and Hand of Despair, nor is it enough for him to mobilize troops, but it has its own unique uses.

"These faded fabrics don't look good on you young people, let me change them for you." Slakana's fingertips stroked the cloak lightly, where her fingertips passed, the cloak The color was rapidly changing towards dark black, and it was completely transformed into a black cloak in a short while.

Constant magic tricks, for epic-level mages, there is no need for any spell-casting materials to make a constant trick, it's that easy, Slakana hooked her fingertips, and the two battle robes fell directly into Wang Mo and Yanjin respectively. hands.

Black cloak, white feathers!

Yanjin stared blankly at the cloak in his hand. Most of the players knew what the white feathers meant in the League of Good and Lawful, and they had all received prompts to obtain items.

Wang Mo directly started, took off his rare cloak, put this brand new sage's battle robe on his body, and quickly tidied up his whole body, Yan Jin immediately began to put on a new cloak not to be outdone.

Two brand-new mages appeared in front of Slakana, one of them had black hair and black eyes, the other had red hair and red eyes, wearing a black cloak embroidered with white feathers, standing in the hut, on their chests , marking a raging flame and a mysterious arcane rune respectively.

Slakana looked at the energetic two with satisfaction, and nodded lightly: "Go and find more companions, I believe that one day, the team of Eleven Sages will reappear in the Karando continent. The main characters are you!"

Wang Mo nodded silently, gave a mage salute to Slakana, then stepped back a few steps, turned around and walked out of the house. He couldn't wait to save Aragorn and be pious.

Standing in front of the door of Slakana's hut, Wang Mo looked up at the clear blue sky, took a deep breath, Yanjin came out behind him, and closed the door behind him.

"This cloak really looks like a flying feather. I said that our team will not have such sharp cloaks in the future." Yan Jin said, checking the cloak's attributes with great interest.

"The battle robes of the sages, you can't get them if you are not an inheritor, but... this battle robe belongs to the eleven sages. We are flying feathers, not white feathers. Didn't you see what Slakana meant?" Wang Mo turned around and smiled lightly.

"What do you mean?" Yan Jin asked suspiciously.

"It is said that the battle robes of the eleven sages are gray, but she dyed them black for us. This shows that we are a new generation, and we, Fei Yu, should have our own battle robes." Wang Mo clenched his fists , said softly.

"This kind of symbolic thing, anyway, you can do it if you want." Yan Jin shook his head indifferently.

"It's time to go. We wear the battle robes of the eleven sages, and we are going to do something for our brothers and companions." Wang Mo put the hood of the cloak on his head, and then walked towards the outside of the mage area. followed closely.

"From today on, let the world know, Fei Yu! No one can beat you!"