It's not that it's impossible to kill Chaos in hand-to-hand combat, but it's really terrifying to kill Chaos over and over again.

So after confirming that Robinson and the others were not being controlled, Turin and Hal's respect for Marin changed from smiles to awe.

Marin didn't think it mattered, but until Stafford, Turin was talking to Marin with a disciple-like etiquette - after Marin taught him a few wizard questions, this made Marin very strange, and then

I got a piece of news from Turin and Hal - in their mage system, there is no such thing as a mage tower. The old mages usually select talented children to teach, such as Turin, he is

He was selected by his mentor because he was the most talented in the selection that year.

When he heard from Marin that there was a mage academy in the Western Continent, and that all mages could obtain general knowledge from the academy, even some theories they didn't know, Marin saw the thirst for knowledge in their eyes.

This made Marin a little relieved. Knowledge is priceless. Some people don't know it, but Turin and Hal obviously know it.

So Marin answered some of the mage's theories for them, until the locomotive slowly approached the northern platform of Stafford Camp.

The exit of the tunnel was dark. Marin turned to look at Old Jack and found that the old man had stood up, his face full of pain and confusion.

Marin sighed in his heart - in his opinion, this was just a manifestation of survival and destruction, but Marin saw despair in the eyes of old Jack.

This is his home. The problem now is that his home is gone.

As the locomotive slowly drove out of the tunnel, all the purple lights on the locomotive were turned on.
Chapter completed!