Not more than one year... After hearing Burton's words, Rogge looked at Nonia aside. The latter understood what he wanted to ask and shook his head: "I don't know when the disaster occurred..." Seeing this, Rogge could only retract his gaze, look at Burton, and ask the next question. "Master Burton, let me tell you the current situation..." With that said, Rogge gave the other party a brief summary of the current world situation, and also briefly introduced himself and Nonia. After listening, Burton's eyes dimmed and he sighed. "Is the world broken by this..." Although he had expected this, but when it came to the current situation, he still couldn't help but feel sad and desolate. "...Mr. Rogge, if that's the case, then I don't recommend you to make reference to the time period I'm in," Burton said.
"Why do you say that?" Rogge frowned. "...The original fire gave birth to life, spirit, and even the country and civilization on the Burning Land. He is not only the source of everything, but also an important node connecting the entire world." "Once He encounters a disaster, it will not only be space that will fall into chaos..." Burton closed his eyes slightly, as if he couldn't bear to think about everything after the disaster. Hearing this, Rogge instantly understood what he meant. If this is the case, then "time" can indeed no longer be used as a reference. Thinking of this, Roger suddenly felt a headache. If this is the case, doesn't it mean that there will be nearly countless space debris in the dark boundary? If this is the case, how can he find the eternal altar where the original fire once stood? As if guessing what Rogge was thinking, Burton spoke again at this time. "But judging from the current situation, time and space have not been completely shattered. Otherwise, I would have been countless people trying to break into this world just now." "Since this has not happened, it means that time and space have not been completely shattered. Perhaps the situation of the original fire is not as bad as I imagined..." ...So, no one can say for sure about the status of the Primordial Fire. It may be broken, or it may not be broken. Like broken. "Let's not talk about these for now." Rogge raised his hand slightly to interrupt the topic and asked another question: "You should know a lot about this world. Please explain it carefully." After hearing this, combined with the previous language problem, Burton also realized that the Rogge in front of him was probably not from the native world. However, at present, he is not qualified to ask. If the other party can save his life instead of taking advantage of others' danger, it is already the most benevolent thing. Therefore, in the face of Rogge's question, Master Burton nodded slightly and quickly told the basic situation of the world before the disaster...
… Time, space, life, spirit, civilization, everything... were born in the original burning land. The initial lives became devout believers, built the eternal altar, and loyally maintained the order of the world... Compared with the Burning Land, the boundless ocean is so huge that even before the disaster, there was never a complete world map... People can only summarize it simply as "the burning land" and the "endless sea". More lives were bred around the Burning Land and on the small islands in the endless sea, and then tribes, ethnic groups, towns, city-states, and even countries and civilizations were born, or - the city of gods... Flame gives birth to everything, so the life in this world also uses various things related to flame as a synonym for power. Ashes, embers, slag, charcoal, fire, dust flames, torch flames, burning spirits... and even higher. This is the ignition point of the flame of life. And temperature is the necessary stage for the flame of life to move to a higher level... also. In the Burning Land, the undoubted central land, disputes and wars have never stopped. Countless countries, forces and organizations are attacking and plotting against each other. The giant hand of the god is also looming among them. The Eternal Altar always holds the strongest power, guarding the original fire that gives birth to everything. However, it is worth mentioning that it is not that the Eternal Altar is always the strongest, but that the strongest force will always become the Eternal Altar... Therefore, the eternal altar is more like a fixed title, a crown, and whoever is stronger will sit in this position. Burton didn't know why. For a long time, he has been paying more attention to the knowledge and mysteries of magic. His understanding of the world has also been gained through his travels and journeys. He is a scholar and a traveler, not the leader of a certain force or a participant in history. But even so, Burton is well-informed. "However, before I made my final journey, abnormalities had already appeared. Thinking about it, that was a precursor to disaster..." Burton sighed. While regretting that he didn't pay attention to this, he couldn't help but think... Even if he paid attention to it, what could he do? Rogge didn't care about these. It was hard to find a well-informed aborigine who had no time to lament the brokenness of the world. He soon asked Burton again about Nonia, the bonfire, the Crock Man and other related things. However, apart from the fact that he had heard a little bit about Nonia, he was also very confused about other things. "The witch who is looking for the fire... that should be from the Eternal Altar... I don't know who is the current controller of the Eternal Altar. They are always used to crowning themselves with supreme holiness... but everyone knows that the Eternal Altar is not eternal..."
Speaking of this, Burton shook his head, and seemed to be not interested in the Eternal Altar. "But... I have heard of the Fire Temple." Burton thought for a moment, and then told everything he knew. "Fire is the phase of burning flames. Some scholars try to find rules from it, and some try to gain power from it..." Burton paused and concluded. "... They are obsessed with prophecy and fate." "..." Rogge pondered for a long time, digesting the information he heard from Burton. Nonia seemed to be inspired, frowning slightly and recalling something. "Thank you, Master Burton." Rogge thanked him. In any case, this information is very useful to him, and it also allows him to understand the appearance of this world... although it was before the disaster. "Those who shield the wind from the fire also enjoy the remaining warmth of the fire." Burton smiled slightly and bowed to Rogge respectfully. His words and deeds were all gentle and elegant. "Is this a proverb from your world?" Rogge said curiously after savoring this sentence. "Proverb?" Burton repeated it in Rogge's language and nodded in response: "Yes, most of them come from some well-known stories." Rogge glanced at Nonia next to him. Nonia blushed slightly when she saw this, and stammered: "Sorry, Mr. Rogge, I don't know much about these..." Rogge laughed and patted her shoulder comfortingly. He was not blaming the other party, but just felt strange. After turning his attention back to Burton, Rogge had to decide the next important issue - whether he would stay or go. "Master Burton, I won't say any more nonsense. Do you plan to stay here?" Rogge asked directly without hesitation. Mage Burton... From what he just said, he is not only a scholar, but also a great mage. Converted to the "level" understood by players, he is at least more than 60 levels. However... he certainly does not have such strong power now, because when he entered this world, he was driven by the power of the spirit candle driven by Rogge's will... And the spirit candle can only temporarily fill the gap for him, so the power is far from the original situation. But... this is not the point. The reason why Rogge wanted to recruit him is naturally not because he needs a thug. For such a powerful great mage, the most precious thing is undoubtedly his knowledge!
Rogge has seen many spells beckoning to him. As long as Burton stays, his origins are secondary. Even if he was sent by the fire-stealer, Rogge would accept him. As long as the spell knowledge is in hand, why would he care about these details? Burton is obviously also a smart person. "If you allow me." "I have long been a rootless algae in the sea..." He smiled bitterly and looked at his palm. He could clearly feel the power that did not belong to him: "If I leave here, my spirit and strength will continue to drain away, and eventually I will be extinguished..." "Okay." Rogge nodded: "Let's make a deal. I will keep your body intact and repair it when I have enough ability in the future, and provide you with the "spiritual materials" you need, and you need to teach your knowledge to my warriors, how about it?" Spiritual materials mean the fuel of living beings, which is the basic conditions for the survival of life in this world, in other words, food. Some low-grade ordinary life can be obtained through daily eating. And the life that ignites the flames of war can absorb higher-level spiritual materials through some special ways. Wax oil can naturally be used as spiritual material. "Okay." Burton nodded, agreed to the deal, and smiled: "I hope my students are not stupid." "..."Regarding this, Rogge was silent for a while: "Maybe there will be some warriors who are not qualified... or not qualified, just reject them directly." Burton nodded, and then said: "Mr. Rogge, I have another request, I hope you can agree." "Just say it." Rogge said. ... Quiet Sea Islands. Brother Yu had left at this time, and the other two players he had invited were also online. As for the disappearance of the "corpse" that Burton had fished up, although he was a little puzzled, he didn't think much about it. He probably would only find out when he saw Burton again. "Tunage..." Burton recognized the shriveled corpse floating on the sea at a glance. After talking to himself, he raised his hand with a heavy heart and used magic to pull it in front of him. There is no doubt that this is the friend that Burton mentioned. Roger was silent. No wonder Burton came to the Jinghai Islands where he anchored. It turned out that his friend was buried here... "Mr. Roger." Burton closed his eyes slightly: "I hope to teach students here, please agree." "Okay." Roger nodded. Although it was Brother Yu's fishing spot, he could just ask him to change the place. Anyway, he would also issue a notice. Of course, if Brother Yu wants many people to see him fishing while learning skills, then it is not impossible to fish here... "...It will appear every once in a while." Rogge said in silence.
"This broken world is still circulating." The body of Burton's friend is not a monster, so he can't completely remove it. He can only let it drift here every day... After listening to Rogge's words, Burton paused and sighed again. "It doesn't matter, I will always be here..." Burton simply collected and tidied up his friend's body. Then, he raised his hand, and the flames ignited, spreading down his arm, turning his friend's body into ashes. This scene may be repeated... Please give me a monthly ticket! ! !