Allen and others stood in the medical room and remained silent for a long time before someone spoke again.

"What happened just now?" The person who spoke was John, the man who had always been lively and shady.

But at this time, his voice was hoarse and dry, as if the weathered statue had been through endless years.

The lips opened and closed and squirmed, with a subtle but clear trembling.

"I don't know, but one thing is certain that the world is about to be uneasy." Molia also straightened out the sequelae of his spell backlash at this time and answered.

"It should be the magic tide that has risen again." Renard remained silent until now before speaking again.

His words immediately attracted the eyes of several people.

"No, didn't the magic particles start to revive decades ago?" Allen asked in confusion.

John and Moria also surrendered to Renard with doubtful eyes.

"The resurrection of magic particles and the resurrection of magic tide are two concepts." Renard was not annoyed, knowing that they didn't know much, and explained patiently.

"It has been so many years since the magical particles recovered, but you can see that the world now has returned to the extraordinary era of the Lost Age."

"I didn't, because the world's environment is like this, it can only withstand the appearance of the silver-level extraordinary people."

"It's not that the current professionals are too talented, but that the upper limit of the world is there."

Renard said here, paused for a moment, calming down his excitement.

"And even though the magic energy particles have recovered decades ago, the concentration of magic energy particles in our world so far is far less than that before."

"If the current concentration of magic energy particles can support the existence of extraordinary people, then the world once was a great place where the gods could bear the arrival of the gods."

Hearing this, Allen, John, Molia and others all showed shocked expressions on their faces.

The highest in this era is the silver-level strongman. They don’t know how powerful the extraordinary man on them is, so they can only get a glimpse of the clues from the records in the book.

I don’t know the power of the gods, but what I can understand is that the great existence that can be called a god must be unimaginable majestic and powerful.

"But the demon tide is different. The demon tide is a great event that swept the entire infinite multiverse sea."

"It covers countless worlds, and it affects the rise and fall of countless worlds."

Hearing this, Allen and the other two couldn't help but take a breath and know what the concept of Demon Tide was.

Because Allen joined too short and because of his low authority, he has not had the opportunity to access this level of knowledge.

Moreover, most of the knowledge he absorbs and learns tends to be practical, such as the characteristics and weaknesses of various monsters, the medicinal value of magic plants, and so on.

Even if you are too ambitious, you are basically reading books related to space and planes, and want to find a way to go home.

So he really doesn't know what the magic tide is about again.

Moria and John are different. Although they have been joined for a long time and are considered strong, there is one difference.

They did not receive good treatment in the Executive Department of Surya City, and they were even the most tiring work they had done and the least reward they received.

If it weren't for the constraints of imperial laws, their situation might have been worse, but it would have been almost the same.

After they have completed the basic training of the executive department, they have no share in training for training outstanding newcomers.

So their subsequent knowledge basically comes from self-study, or using points to ask others for advice.

I don't understand this kind of knowledge that is not very relevant to actual interests.

Now they were shocked when they heard these remarks for the first time.

"You have already realized the power of the magical craze just now."

After hearing Renard's culture, they also nodded together.

"But this is just the beginning, and the subsequent magic frenzy will be even more fierce until it reaches an extremely rich level of magic particle concentration."

"Although the impact of other aspects is still unclear, it is certain that the world is about to return to its former grand occasion, and the silver level is no longer the limit of the extraordinary."

Allen didn't react at the moment when he heard this, because he had been in the world for a short time and had only reached the Black Iron level, so he was not deeply touched.

But when Molia and John heard this, they looked as long as Renard showed.

They are natives from Darvia, and it has been several years since they joined the Executive Office to contact the extraordinary world.

Although they have not reached Silver yet, they do know that some Silver bosses have lost and despair that the future has been broken and the hopeless advancement is hopeless.

Even at some point, they sometimes have such thoughts, but they have stopped this idea before they can feel sad about spring and autumn.

I am just a little newbie from the Black Iron Level, so I started to worry about the boss's problems. This is really idle.

Let’s talk about when to advance to Silver.

Thinking of this, I would not despair because there is no hope for the future, because the advancement to silver is already desperate enough.

The Shuguang Empire has a total of 300 million citizens, and there are only more than 100 silver ranks. This proportion cannot be said to be quite small.

This is true even if it is just counted as the number of professionals.

After sorting out various situations, Allen did not continue to worry about the impact of the change just now. After all, there were tall men holding on to the sky, so why did he worry about it by himself?

This is not a salted fish, but a clear understanding of the scope of one's own abilities and is too lazy to think about things beyond the limit of one's own abilities.

"How is Uncle Henry?"

When the whole person came to his senses from the previously suppressed and low atmosphere, Allen suddenly remembered that he seemed to have overlooked something.

When he turned around, he was amused and laughed. He found that Uncle Henry was still lying quietly on the ground, in front of Hughes's bed.

Not to mention, the sleeping positions of the two are really very similar, they are definitely biological father and son.

Alan was worried about whether there was anything wrong with Uncle Henry, but when he saw this peaceful and quiet sleeping position, don’t disturb the other person’s dream.

In fact, Allen doesn't have to worry so much, because if something really happens to the other party, his perception will naturally give him a warning.

Just like when he is asleep, if an acquaintance approaches him, he will not wake up at all, and when a stranger approaches him, he will not only wake up, but also may pull out his dagger.

"By the way, Renard, is this situation the norm when the magic tide rises again?" Allen picked up Uncle Henry, put it on the sofa beside him, and pointed at Uncle Henry.

Perhaps because Hughes hasn't had a good rest these days, the other party has not responded to Allen's actions at all.

"How is it possible? Ordinary people have a momentary illusion at most, and then there is no further information."

"Only professionals, or those with extraordinary talent and high perceptions, will experience more."

"But they won't know what happened, nor will they fall and fall into a coma." Renard said, and he couldn't help laughing here.

"If the previous demon wave had not pulled the blood of your friend and triggered Dragon Power, this uncle would not have fallen into a coma."

Allen felt at ease when he heard this, and that was fine, at least the whole world would not cause any tragedy.

After all, being shocked while driving is simply a nightmare.

"Wait, Dragon Wei?" Allen asked in confusion.

At this time, John, who had finally adjusted, replied that his voice had moisturized a lot, no longer had the dryness of the rubbing of rotten wood, "Well, what appeared on your friend just now was Dragon Power."

"In other words, Hughes's bloodline should be the dragon's bloodline?"

"It should be so. I'll check and compare his blood later and you'll know what kind of dragon it is." Renard gently shook the reagent bottle in his hand, and said with a smile like a science madman on his face.

"Hey, be at ease. This is my friend. Don't think of any wrong ideas." Allen glanced at Renard and reminded him implicitly.

"Of course, am I the kind of person who will attack my friends?"

"But you can't interfere if he agrees," Renard added.

"OK."

Renard glanced at Hughes on the bed, then turned and left.

"It's nothing, I'll leave first."

Allen waved his hand very casually to express his goodbye.

After Renard left, Molia and John also said hello to leave.

They were preparing to go back and calm down the consequences of the spell backlash completely eliminated, and then began to find knowledge related to the magic wave.

No one discussed how to deal with the tide, because they knew very well that it was not their turn to decide these things.

Joining the Empire Official is beneficial, with great training efforts, abundant resource supply, and excellent knowledge.

But there are also some bad things, that is, at this time, you can only follow the arrangements of the empire.
Chapter completed!