come to the world

Chapter 330 Dimensional Summoning
Whether a race is strong does not depend on how many people it has, but on the development of civilization.

The entire grassland elf tribe has a more complete survival system than the forest elves.

If the forest elf tribe is just a rural town, this is a provincial municipality.

At a glance, there are at least a thousand magic towers with more than six floors.

Among them, the number of eight-story and nine-story magic towers representing cutting-edge combat power also exceeds the number of hands.

"Thousands of magicians above the sixth level, nearly twenty mages of the eighth and ninth levels, the fighting power of the prairie elves is enough to attract my attention." Looking across the magic tower, Wu There was a little more seriousness in Ming's eyes.

With his current strength, he may be alone if he is surrounded by the mage army.

I believe that if the grassland elves can integrate the entire elf clan, there is really a chance to unify the magic continent and seek opportunities to expand outward.

"Good afternoon, Avril!"

"Good afternoon, Sister Annie."

Avril Lavigne walked in front, greeting familiar elves from time to time.

Wu Ming followed behind, his nihilized body floating, hanging behind Avril like a ghost.

The Tongtian ancient tree has a ring-shaped corridor connecting branches one after another.

Avril Lavigne's home is on the third floor, with two rows of coconut trees at the entrance, surrounding a two-story loft.

"crunch."

Opening the door, Avril hung the bow and arrow on the wall, and said without looking back: "Mom, I'm back, I picked a lot of apples."

With a coquettish tone, as if asking for credit.

In the room, a young elf woman who was six points similar to Avril Lavigne raised her head when she heard the sound: "Aren't you going to make apple pie? Why did you come back so late? Did you go out to play again?"

"No way."

Avril stuck out her tongue, hugged the package behind her, and walked into the kitchen: "Look, Mom, I picked a lot of apples!"

"You"

The mother and daughter were talking in low voices, not knowing that there were uninvited guests in the room.

Wu Ming wandered around the room, looking here and there, admiring the layout of Avril Lavigne's house.

After a while, he was a little bored, looked at Avril who attracted him, but still couldn't figure out what was different about this little elf girl.

Ordinary family, ordinary life, ordinary girl.

Wu Ming knew very well that Avril's attraction to him definitely did not come from a certain treasure.

Unfortunately, he has no entity at all at the moment, even if he wants to test Avril's physique, it has become an impossible task.

"Mom, when will Dad come back?" In the kitchen, Avril asked her mother while making apple pie.

Avril's mother, looking at the sun outside the window, replied: "Should be back soon, he went to your grandfather's mage tower, and said he would come back for dinner."

Half an hour later, the apple pie and mushroom soup were put on the table.

Avril Lavigne's father didn't even see a shadow, let alone go home for dinner.

Waiting left, waiting right, another half an hour passed.

Just when Avril couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to find her father, the door was pushed open from the outside.

"Little Avril, grandpa is here to see you!"

Outside the wide open door, an old elf walked in with the support of a middle-aged ranger.

This old elf, on the silver robe, was embroidered with eight golden borders, indicating that he was an eighth-level mage.

"grandfather!"

Avril's face showed joy, she greeted her happily, and said with a smile: "Grandpa, Dad, why did you come here?"

"Visiting a few old friends, I wasted a little time." The old elf stroked Avril's hair, and with the support of the middle-aged elf, he sat at the main seat at the dinner table.

Next to him, Wu Ming, who had been watching with cold eyes, stood quietly in mid-air.

Under his gaze, the old elf's fire of life was on the verge of being extinguished, and could be extinguished at any moment.

What's weird is that there is a blue flame that merges into the red flame of life.

Under the blessing of this blue fire light, although the fire of life was faltering, it was still firm and refused to fall, allowing the old elf to survive.

Aware of this special phenomenon, doubts flashed in Wu Ming's eyes.

Treasures that can bless life are not common in the middle world.

In this magic world, the topmost existence is the ninth-order supreme mage, which is equivalent to the appearance of Xiaoqian world.

I really don't know what method this old mage in front of me has found to prolong his life.It stands to reason that this kind of power should not exist in such a low-level world, let alone be mastered by an eighth-level mage.

"Old man, I'm going to the gate of hell soon, and Avril Lavigne is the one I'm most worried about. This girl has a very special physique. She can accumulate magic power, but she can't use it. I'm very worried about her future." Sitting at the dining table, Avril Lavigne A little worry flashed across his face.

Hearing this, the old elf lowered his head slightly, took a sip of the mushroom soup, and said, "Avril's affairs are unusual. Several of us old fellows have discussed it. She should not be suitable for the elf magic system."

"Not suitable, the elf magic system?" Avril's father had a look of surprise on his face.

The old elf nodded slightly, with a little solemnity on his face, and said: "We all know that if you want to learn magic, you need to have the physique of a mage. However, few people know that different mages have different physiques from each other. Some people are suitable for learning natural magic, and some people are suitable for learning elemental magic, which is a branch of magic.

We elves use natural magic, and all elf mages tend to be of this type.But Avril Lavigne is different. Her body is resisting nature, and she is destined not to be a natural mage. Only by learning other types of magic can she step into the path of a mage. "

Speaking of this, except for Avril Lavigne who didn't care, the three people at the table all looked sad.

There are different types of magic among different races.

For example, the orcs have shamans, the murlocs have water priests, and the dragons have dragon language magic.

An elf, if he can't learn the magic of his own family, but has to go outside to learn.

I have to say that this is a crazy decision, because magic is a supreme weapon for every race to thrive.No race would allow their own magic to flow out, which is equivalent to blocking Avril's mage path in disguise.

"Isn't that, there is no way?"

Avril's mother, with her face full of sorrow, sighed: "Avril's physique is too weak to be a ranger. If she can't do it as a mage, she will"

Speaking of the latter, Avril's mother had tears in her eyes, and she couldn't say the rest.

Every parent wants their children to succeed.

In the elves, one cannot become a ranger or a mage, and the prospect of such an elf is worrying.

Although the whole family knew that Avril Lavigne's dream was to become a wandering poet.

But the reality is cruel. A wandering poet without strength can travel the world. What should he do if he encounters danger.

Therefore, Avril Lavigne cannot become a professional, and can only stay in the sky city for the rest of her life.

As the little girl thought, it is fundamentally impossible to witness legends when she grows up.

"Poor Avril!" Thinking of her daughter's future, Avril's mother couldn't bear it any longer, covering her mouth and crying.

Seeing her mother crying, Avril Lavigne leaned forward half understanding, hugged her mother's arm, and said with a smile: "Mom, you don't have to worry about me, I have my own future!"

"Silly boy." She reached out and touched her daughter's face, but Avril's mother didn't say anything, but her eyes were full of disbelief.

Seeing her mother's appearance, Avril sighed helplessly, and whispered: "Mom, you really don't have to worry about me. I found a magic book in the hands of a wandering trader. I can use the magic on it."

"Little Avril, what's the name of that book?"

"Dimensional call."

(End of this chapter)