On the narrow mountain road of Gray Mist Ridge, the battle mages stood motionless like statues.

After a while, suddenly a man's body became weak and he fell to the ground with a "thump". As soon as he moved, the whole team seemed to be pushed down dominoes, and the others sat on the cold and wet mountainous areas one after another.

In the end, Roland was the only one on the mountain road and barely stood there, but his condition was not going well. His back was soaked in cold sweat. His appearance was calm, but his heart was pounding like thunder, his head was thundering, and a strong sense of exhaustion appeared all over his body.

Facing the sage who is so excited about killing is really terrifying.

Although the Sun Sage had been away for a long time, Roland still did not dare to relax at all. He played dozens of cards with the old guy, and experienced this today, and had a considerable understanding of his style of conduct.

In order to achieve his goal, this old guy has no taboos, he doesn't care about morality or honor, nor is he bound by the name of a sage. According to Lady Pain, he is just a real old hooligan.

Faced with such an existence, if Roland relaxed his vigilance, it was hard to guarantee that he would not have shot a shot back.

After everyone had a short rest, Roland urged: "Get up~ everyone gets up~ keep on rushing!"

The combat mages were in very bad condition. Several of them were exhausted. After hearing the order, they struggled on the ground for a few times, but couldn't stand up.

Roland walked over and pulled the people one by one, yelling as he pulled them: "Guys, there is nothing scary about sages! They are not invincible strong men, they also have weaknesses! As long as we do not compromise ourselves and dare to fight to the death, they may not be able to do anything to us!"

If this was said in advance, no one would believe him, but with facts at this time, Roland's words would have great persuasive power.

The battle mages' gaze of Roland has changed significantly.

If they had loved and respected Roland in the past, then now they were worshipping from the heart.

A high-level mage, facing the threat of a sage, did not give in and force it back. What courage and wisdom does it take?

Those who can do this are definitely well-deserved heroes.

The battle mages seemed to have drawn strength from Roland, and each one was re-energized. The previous frustration and fear were almost wiped out.

The battle mages stood up one after another.

After everyone got up, Roland walked to Sophia again.

Sophia was thrown to the ground, and because of her body being tied up, she couldn't move at all. Seeing Roland coming, she looked at him quietly, her eyes very complicated.

Roland waved his hand gently and activated the mage's hand. The rope on Sophia's body slid to the ground. Then, he grabbed her arm, pulled her up from the ground, and then reached out to pat the dust on her clothes, saying calmly: "Your Highness, we have no strength to carry you, get up and go by ourselves. I believe that you will not do anything unwise after you recognize the current situation."

Sophia smiled bitterly: "Don't worry, I won't run away."

"very good."

She asked again: "Then how are you going to deal with me? Should you send me to the tent and taste the pleasure of revenge? Or cut off your head and hang it on the city wall to show off your force?"

"I don't know yet, but I promise, we won't kill you easily."

"Thank you for your good words." Sophia sighed, with a depressed look on her face.

Roland reached out to make an invitation: "Please go on the road, Your Highness."

A group of people continued to rush on the mountain road. At the beginning, the speed was not fast. As they walked, everyone gradually regained their strength and their speed continued to speed up. In the second half of the night, the group of people activated the perseverance technique and began to run.

They did not rest and rushed day and night, crossing the Gray Mist Ridge, crossing the Gorlong Snow Mountain, crossing the Shilang River, and crossing the Sofka Fortress controlled by the Red Eagle Army. Finally, at 10 o'clock the next night, they returned to Bodeya City.

When we arrived here, everyone sighed and relaxed their tense spirits along the way. They began to rush back to the college district north of Bodeya City with a smile and talk and laugh.

There was no accident along the way. When I arrived at the college area in the north of the city, Alice escorted Princess Sophia to the secret prison, while Roland rushed to the residence of the great wizard Frell.

He had to discuss with her about the Sun Sage.

Frell's residence was a unique small courtyard with heavy troops around. When Roland arrived, Frell had already fallen asleep, but she slept very lightly. As soon as Roland arrived at the gate of the yard, the guards had not reported it, the lights in a room on the second floor began to light up.

After a while, Roland heard Mrs. Frell's voice coming from her mind: "Come in."

[Pencil Novel www.qbxs.xyz] Roland strode into the yard and walked to the door. The wooden door creaked and the lights in the hall also lit up at the same time, making the hall bright like daytime.

Frell, wearing light blue pajamas and warm fur cloak, walked down from the spiral stairs. She looked Roland's face carefully and brows moved: "I see a trace of fear in your eyes, which is rare."

Roland grinned: "It's really impossible to hide anything from your eyes."

Frell sat down on the chair, pointed to the chair beside him and signaled Roland to sit down: "What the hell happened?"

Roland did not hide it, and told him about his actions in detail, especially the experiences related to the Sun Sage, which were described in detail. At the end, he smiled bitterly and said, "Madam, I now think that kidnapping Princess Sophia was a fool, and he even provoked such a terrible guy."

Now, it was Mrs. Frell's turn to be restless.

At the top of the Glenmai magic world, the reputation of the Sun Sage is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and it is several times more powerful than Femilson's shock. In fact, the reason why Femilson was able to run rampant in Glenmai was largely because behind him was the mysterious Sun Sage.

She was a little lost and murmured: "Sun Sage Rant... I didn't expect that you had met him so early, and I didn't expect that you could escape unstoppable."

This was completely beyond her imagination.

When she was in Turin that day, the Sun Sage wrote a letter to her and Levinon, who forced her to commit suicide, and Levinon simply surrendered directly.

From beginning to end, they never thought of resisting. Now Roland not only resisted, but also forced the Sun Sage to retreat and tied Princess Sophia back from him. This was simply...it was like a fantasy.

This is almost a miracle.

But the reason why miracles are miracles is because they are extremely difficult to replicate. They not only require strength, but also luck. Roland can force the Sun Sage to retreat once, but it may not be necessary next time.

‘The Sun Sage is a narrow-minded person. After this incident, he will definitely find ways to retaliate.’

The revenge of a sage makes people's calves tremble just by thinking about it.

As he reached out and rubbed his slightly painful eyebrows, Mrs. Frell tried hard to suppress the anxiety in her heart. She whispered: "Roland, there is not much time left for the Red Eagle Army. You must break through the extraordinary realm as soon as possible!"

She felt very clearly that only when Roland became a great wizard can the Red Eagle Army gain a glimmer of hope.

But Roland smiled bitterly and said, "Madam, I think very much, too. But after thinking about it for a few days, I always feel that something is missing."

He couldn't tell what the difference was, nor did he know which direction to work. It was like being tied to a pillar and blindfolded. The target was actually somewhere 1 meter away from him, but no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't reach it, and he didn't know the specific direction of the target.

This situation made Roland very powerless.

Frell could fully understand this feeling because she had experienced it before. She grabbed Roland's hand, patted the back of his hand, and comforted her warmly: "Although I can't directly help you break through the extraordinary realm, I can provide you with some breakthrough experience."

Roland's eyes lit up: "Please give me some advice."

Frell smiled slightly: "Close your eyes."

Roland did as he did.

After closing my eyes, there was naturally a darkness in front of me, but strangely, after the darkness lasted for more than ten seconds, a dark blue light spot suddenly appeared in the endless darkness, just like stars in the sky.

The stars were getting more and more, and the sky was getting brighter. Suddenly, Roland found that he was actually under the blue starry sky, surrounded by an endless grassland. Not far away from him, there was a clear pond.

At the beginning, the scenery was so beautiful, like a fairy tale, but after a while, more and more details appeared.

There were battle flags half burned by fire in the grassland, and several rotten corpses were floating in the pond. There were rustling sounds from the grass, and one or two blurry black shadows flashed from time to time.

Frell's voice rang in Roland's ears: "This is the emerald green field next to the Crystal Canyon. Those rotten corpses were still alive in the first few minutes. They were my comrades-in-arms, and they died by dark spells. The enemy was hidden in the grass, and I was alone, and my mana was almost exhausted."

At this moment, Roland clearly felt Frell's feelings at that time, just two words: despair.

"At that time, I was already a high-level mage. Although my magic power was far less profound than yours now, I had reached the limit of my body and had not made any progress for a long time."

Roland understands this.

A mage at the same level will have a big gap in the strength of mana due to talent, growth experience, etc., and the later stage, the bigger the gap, and it may even be one or two times the difference.

For example, as both the peak mage, Dandilaya's mana is about 10% worse than Femilson, while the mana of Glenmay mages such as Shawshand and Levinon are less than half of that of Dandilaya.

Frell's voice continued: "In despair, I prayed for strength to the gods, but received no response. I prayed for help from the Creator, and it did not work. I seemed to be abandoned. In the end, I pursued my heart and squeezed the last trace of magic power from my body."

Roland saw a shadow assassin jumping out of the grass, and the dagger pierced Frell's heart.

Frell did not dodge, nor did he have time to dodge. At the last moment, his body only had time to deflect slightly, avoiding the vital points of his heart, but the dagger was still penetrated deeply into his chest.

Frell sighed softly: "The scar on my chest was left at that time."

Roland knew that he had seen the scar, which had become very faint, but was enough to imagine the danger at that time.

"I thought I would die, but I didn't give up. I tried my best to squeeze my mana. A miracle happened at this moment. A new force appeared in my body, not much, only a faint trace. I used this mana to successfully fight back and kill the assassin."

In the image, a trace of crystal blue light suddenly appeared on Frell's hand, which was very condensed, just like the essence. She slapped the shadow assassin with a palm. Although she had no magic, she easily penetrated the black mist on the assassin's body and even slapped him backwards for more than ten meters.

After landing, the shadow assassin died.

Roland yelled: "Extraordinary mana?"

"Yes, extraordinary mana! It was born in deep despair and extreme anger, and was the power inspired from the soul at the last moment."

Roland understood this sentence and said slowly: "Madam, what do you mean is to let me enter a certain desperate situation and force my body's potential?"

The illusion of the grassland disappeared, and Frell appeared in front of Roland. She shook her head and pointed to her heart: "No, I mean, explore your heart and find an extraordinary spirit that can support extraordinary power!"

Roland realized something: "Is it extraordinary spirit?"

There is no doubt that flesh and blood can't bear extraordinary magic power. Then, if you want to maintain the existence of extraordinary magic power in your body, you must have an extraordinary soul.

In other words, the reason why Roland failed to break through is because his soul is not strong enough, or in other words, he has not truly recognized himself and the persistence in the deepest part of his soul.

Frell smiled and said, "It is difficult to solve the problem by locking yourself in the room and meditating hard. It is better to go around the mainland and see more, and perhaps you can better recognize your heart. I believe that with your disguise spell, even the Sun Sage will find it difficult to cause trouble for you."

It is a good idea to go to various parts of the mainland to experience it, but war is imminent, so he may not be able to get rid of it.

Frell knew Roland's worries and smiled and said, "The Guangling Royal Family is in our hands, we are promoting the whole world, and we know this all over the mainland. Do you think Femilson dares to ignore the princess's life and start a war rashly?"
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