Chapter 108

Lunar trace space node, two-day task time.

Prince Chen felt like he had spent two years.

As the first group of members who set foot on the transmission altar and came to the space node of the moon mark, with the unexpected death of the werewolf Segun reported by the "temple judge", the blasphemers were the first to notice the dynamic information of time and space smuggling here. After that, Prince Chen's heart was cast a shadow.

Be responsible for guarding the smuggling altar.

Prince Chen is responsible for maintaining the stability of the magic array with two aristocratic families who study the prohibition of the magic array and specially hired free scholars.

Staring at the three maidens of the temple of wisdom, with many judges, they gradually disappeared into the night. Prince Chen didn't know why, and there was a trace of uneasiness in his heart.

But this is my last chance, I have no way back!

Looking forward to these judges successfully completing the task of the goddess temple, so that they can get some support from the wisdom goddess temple, so that they won't even have a chance to fight in the future. Prince Chen checked the magic array again and again.

I don't want to go back to the despair of darkness and silence!

He was under house arrest and couldn't go out. He prayed every day not to hear the death knell in the depths of the palace. He was tortured by fear all day, just like the despair of hell.

However.

After a few hourglass hours.

As the people who fled back one after another brought the news of the defeat ahead, Prince Chen's heart was also cold.

He tried his best to comfort the people who fled back, made the last effort with himself, and stuck here, but still some people chose to take the transport altar to leave.

Fewer and fewer people stay at the space node of the moon trace.

Prince Chen knows that he must not admit defeat.

Never show any weakness and cowardice!

However, no matter how hard he tried and promised any promise, he could not stop the laxity of the people's hearts. Under the continuous attack of the Xilan people surrounded by the wind, fire and thunder array, every energy fluctuation in the boundary of the magic array made Prince Chen's heart sink.

It was not until the afternoon of the second day and a half that the fierce attack outside suddenly weakened a lot.

The wind, fire and thunder determination array is composed of four energy altars. Four magicians need to preside over and cooperate on the altar. In one day, the crystal stones have been replaced more than ten times on the four energy altars.

The night of the next day soon fell.

Looking at the only 20 people left in the wind, fire and thunder determination array, most of them are invited by the goddess of wisdom hall. Those who promised their own interests fled one after another. Prince Chen sat silently on the edge of an altar.

Although he was modest enough to smile at everyone, he only received heartless rejection again and again.

"Your Highness."

A man and a woman, two liberal scholars came slowly.

Prince Chen, who was lowering his head and speechless, raised his head, and a reluctant smile appeared on his face.

"Jameon, Jenna, my friend, what's up so late?"

"We're here to say goodbye to you. I'm sorry."

Jameon apologized, but said firmly, "Your Highness, you don't have to persuade us anymore. We all know that this is an impossible task. We also sympathize with your experience, but unfortunately, we can't help you."

Prince Chen kept his smile very reluctantly and nodded.

"Well, good luck. I'm sorry I didn't show you hope."

Looking at the figure of the two people leaving, Prince Chen sat down silently. He felt like a gray local dog. He had lost any dignity that the prince should have.

The prince without anyone's support is even inferior to an ordinary nobleman.

Because of his future, there is no hope

Never give up!

If you give up, you will lose everything when you return to the palace. There is only endless despair waiting for you.

miracle!

There will be miracles!

Prince Chen knew clearly that he had no faith.

Six months ago, after the book burning incident at the Academy of Sciences, he became a firm atheist from the moment the second prince received the blessing of the church.

Over the years, he did not know how many times he prayed to believers and prayed to the creator of light, but he only got more desperate news.

The great leader in red left the aurora bright Empire and traveled thousands of miles to the Principality of Gran. After burning the books of the Royal Academy of Sciences, he blessed the second prince as a compromise of political attitude.

What is your humble prayer?

Disheartening despair!

Prince Chen fully understands that in this world, any opportunity can only be won through his own efforts. The Supreme God will not pity anyone.

It is for this reason that after half a year's efforts, I finally won the opportunity to go out, an opportunity that may change my destiny.

"Heiyu, why didn't you go?"

Suddenly, Prince Chen looked at the liberal scholar around him,

This is an academic researcher of magic prohibition. He is squatting next to an altar, lowering his head and silently studying the structural changes of energy runes. He looks a little stiff with high myopia.

"Opportunities are reserved for those who try their best and have enough patience."

Black feather didn't look back.

"Although I'm not optimistic about this mission, the wind, fire and thunder are still there. I haven't reached real despair. There's no need to leave in such a hurry. My father told me that opportunities don't need too many. Even if I fail hundreds of times in my life, it's enough to seize a few of them."

The academic knowledge of magic prohibition, like the academic knowledge of space, requires scholars' expertise and a lot of time to gain a knowledge system.

"Thank you."

Prince Chen continued to lower his head.

I still remember when I was a child. At that time, Xilan and Glen were in a short period of peace. I once returned to Xilan with my mother.

At that time, the cousin of Prince Ling was born. He even hugged him and said he would take care of him in the future.

"After so many years, we have all grown up. I live in the shadow of fear, but you have become the new favorite of Xilan. You want to get my body and become your ladder to the throne."

Prince Chen stroked his sword around his waist.

Maybe dying here is also a good choice?

At least it can be used by this cousin. Maybe he will cry falsely, and then send himself to the king of Xilan to get the proper ritual burial, rather than wasting his life in the court. After his father's death bell, he will become a victim of political burial.

One night, Prince Chen spent in wishful thinking.

Outsiders simply can't understand the pressure he faces.

"The Syrians outside seem to be evacuating here!"

Suddenly.

I don't know who shouted.

Everyone in the magic array woke up one after another. Some people left the energy altar to protect the barrier, crossed the fog outside the barrier and looked out.

Sure enough, as the man said, the surrounded Syrians are evacuating.

"Is it a trap of the Syrians?"

A man muttered instinctively.

Under the pale silver moonlight, Prince Chen looked around in disbelief, confused like others around him.

time lapse.

Between day and night, the moment passed.

The dazzling sun fell on the earth, and there was no one outside the magic array, but they still didn't dare to act rashly. I don't know if it was the conspiracy of those Xilan people.

More than half the hourglass time has passed.

A group of Gran people appeared in the distance. The people watching were surprised and opened a gap in the boundary of the magic array to let these people hide in.

"What about the Syrians?"

The crowd asked one after another.

However, these people are just like everyone in the magic array. They are very confused about the trend of the Xilan people. They only know that they should withdraw.

Leiluo comes to Prince Chen.

"Your Highness, I want to leave the space node of the trace of the moon."

At the moment, Prince Chen is very confused.

"Leiluo, do you know what happened to those Syrians? They..."

Leiluo showed the scar on his shoulder, motioned to the weak Angela, and couldn't wait to say, "we are in a bad state now. We must return to the fortress as soon as possible. I'm really sorry."

"Oh!"

These two days, Prince Chen has long been used to refusing.

"Well, I wish you good luck. You can exchange the rewards you need from the temple sacrifice outside. However, depending on your temple friendship value, if you want to exchange the goddess's blessings, you still need 2 points. Don't fight for it?"

"I'm really sorry."

Seeing Leiluo's firm attitude, Prince Chen silently nodded and watched Leiluo, ORN and Angelina step onto the altar and leave the space of the mark of the moon.

ORN and Angelina belong to the excellent students applied by the temple to the Academy of Sciences. They don't need to say hello to Prince Chen.

And the vast majority of aristocratic forces expressed their support for the second prince. Although they were not born in a noble family, they were very clear about the hidden rules of this kind of aristocracy. It was not good for them to have too close contact with Prince Chen.

Take a deep breath.

Prince Chen suddenly pulled out his waist sword and held it high above the top.

He went to the far room step by step under the attention of the people, and went straight to the gathering point in the space node of the trace of the moon, the direction of the once intelligent female temple.

If it is the conspiracy of the Syrians, face it bravely. You have no way out.

Most people frowned and didn't leave without authorization.

Only a few people seemed to think of something, but they took a big step to follow Prince Chen. Most of these people came back later with Leiluo, ORN and Angelina.

After two hourglass hours.

Every step was so heavy. When Prince Chen stood at the gathering place of the space node of the moon trace, on the ruins of the goddess of wisdom hall, staring at dozens of old people who believed in the goddess of wisdom, he was happily celebrating the departure of the Xilan demons and stood for a long time.

Tears were unknowingly dazzling

"Is this a miracle?"

The murmur of Prince Chen.

"It must have something to do with the death of Prince Ling!"

The macaque dwarf whispered.

"The Syrians are all preaching that the magician named blasting murderer killed their prince with his own strength!"

"Blasting sadist? What's the matter? Tell me well!"

Prince Chen suddenly noticed something and hurriedly asked.

Those who can follow him here will be his loyal followers in the future and those who have expressed their position to him.

In the slow narration of the macaque dwarf, Prince Chen's face gradually changed, and the divine light in his eyes gradually became bright.