No one can understand the pain in his heart, no one can understand the despair of watching the magician step by step to wither!

When he watched the disciples of the past survive under the joint efforts of the armies of several countries in the bright land, when he watched one by one people with the blood of magicians fall down, when he saw the magicians' branch in the past turned into a controlled one, when he saw countless young people with the heart of magicians transferred to the magicians' branch.

In those moments his heart died and his soul despaired.

He had to press himself to believe that all the people in the land of light had given up the warlocks and heaven had abandoned them.

For countless days and nights, he guarded in the warlock tower alone. With his last faith, he painstakingly supported the warlock branch not to be erased. He carefully guarded the treasure in the warlock tower not to be burned. He was waiting for the Warlock to rise again one day. He was waiting for the Warlock to stand at the top of the bright continent Feng, a symbol of the Warlock's line of imprints will be revealed in front of the world.

At this moment, he finally waited.

"God is not responsible for my magician." Cloud Qi's voice choked, how many years of hard waiting, finally saw a glimmer of hope today.

"Boy, you are destined to be a magician. Don't worry. I will devote my whole life to learning and teaching. I just hope you can bring the magician out of this mud and algae in the future."

Shen Yanxiao looks at the tearful cloud Qi with a complicated look. She can feel the emotion in her heart.

She had been in and out of the warlock Academy for many times, and she saw everything here. She knew that without the insistence of the old man in front of her, the last warlock Academy in the whole bright land of Saint Laurent's Academy would be wiped out in the long river of history.

And even if she wants to become a magician again, it is hard to support the dead wood.

"I will do my best." Feeling the excitement of yunqi, Shen Yanxiao thought about the evaluation of the magician by the people around him after his rebirth. The blood that had not been ignited for a long time in his heart ignited quietly.

The magician is innocent, because the world is too foolish.

"Good, good..." Cloud Qi wiped the tear mark on his face and restrained his inner feelings.

"By the way, what's your name? If it's inconvenient for you to disclose it, I just hope you can trust me, an old man. Although I'm not a good man, I swear that as long as I live, no one can hurt you in front of my eyes. " He is old, and I don't know how many days and nights he has to live, but the young man in front of him is the only hope of the Warlock. If she can win in the competition half a year later, she can create a world in the wilderness, and maybe the Warlock can rise again.

Shen Yanxiao is shocked by yunqi's vow. She has never met such a person. She can make a vow to protect such a stranger for one belief.

He didn't even know who she was. He was willing to protect her just because she was a magician?

The oath of this world is not as cheap as Shen Yanxiao's previous life. The people here have their own beliefs. They are extremely interested in the oath. If it can't be fulfilled, they are even willing to apologize for death.

This is a very extreme world, but it hides the beliefs and honors that were discarded in the previous life.