A Sorcerer’s Journey

Time flies, 30 years later!

Walking in the snowy mountains beyond the Six-Circle Santa area, Green and Cappuccino are walking one footprint at a time, in order to fully transform Cappuccino's rapidly growing physique into physical strength, muscle strength and cellular activity.

In the sky, Thousand-eyed giant crabs slowly flew, while Xiao Ba flew a little while before flying with the mysterious 10,000 birds, and was not happy to play, couldn't stop at all.

“Mentor, my nose hunting witchcraft has been able to smell that heavy metal smell in the snow for a long time, with a forgetful breath. According to the" Odor Atlas ", it belongs to" Cold Frost — Astrid — No. 22 "and is the highest smeller ever discovered by a witch! ”

Blue sky, white snow, no clouds for thousands of miles, the sun on the snowy mountain is a little dazzling, Cappuccino follows Green's footsteps, screaming joyfully.

“Oh?”

Green's footsteps stopped, and he was very interested: "Your nose has evolved to the highest level? ”

Cappuccino was excited: "Yes, mentor, I think I've managed to evolve my nose to the highest level, 17,852 scent molecules in the Odor Atlas, and I've been able to distinguish them all! ”

Mu excited accidentally, suddenly stopped footsteps, couldn't help but nod, a solemn face said: “Endless eyes, nose sensing, ultrasonic positioning witchcraft, developed deep sensing systems for human eyes, ears, nose respectively, to observe the real world under the appearance world, this three perceived witchcraft inheritance scroll has been put away, one day if you also encounter a suitable disciple, you will carry on the knowledge scroll. Let's do it."

The excitement on Cappuccino's face gradually became stiff, and the divine color also became more serious. Instinctive awareness that this was the knowledge inheritance consciousness of the wizard world, lowered his head, and took over the scroll in Green's hands respectfully.

As Green's scroll was picked up by Cappuccino, Green suddenly felt that his burden seemed lighter, fulfilling an unspeakable historical mission and responsibility.

Once upon a time, Peranos was merely handed down to Green's Endless Eye Knowledge Scroll.

“The three perceptions are divided into three parts: Endless Eye, Ultrasound Positioning Perception, and Nose Hunting Perception. The Endless Eye is divided into two parts: Infinite Eye and Imprisonment Eye. ”

Pause, Green said as he walked: “The Eye Without Boundaries comes from your mentor, the Wizard of the Sacred Marks of the Heart of Pernod, for cold and hot perception, and the Eye of Imprisonment comes from your mentor, Pernod, for dynamic perception, the Ultrasonic Positioning System and the Hunting Nose are your mentors. The last time I joined you, it's been passed down to you as three perceptions today. ”

Holy Mark Sorcerer!?

Cappuccino stared wide-eyed and the concept of the Holy Mark Wizard had been taught piecemeal over the years by Green, and the Wizard Apprentice had become somewhat obscure.

In short, the Holy Mark Wizard is like a moving mountain, wavering the winds and clouds, changing natural rules, tremors, easily erasing the great wizard of a city.

Teacher Green seems to be just one step away from such a great wizard, but he just doesn't know how much power there is.

“No wonder, not just the Heart of the Underworld Holy Mark Wizard. For our system, nine more Angry Holy Mark Wizards have been born in the last 2,000 years. The Sword of Destruction Holy Mark Wizard is now within the Six Rings Holy Tower...”

……

a month later.

“Teacher, how long will it take us to cross this mountain range? Why don't we just cross it? ”

It's been almost two months, walking in the mountains, the scenery is unique, Cappuccino feels very irritable, although he understands that the mentor is trying to fully develop his overgrown physique into combat force, but he also finds it too boring to exercise anywhere else.

Green was still walking step by step, and his voice was faint: "Cappuccino, do you really think I brought you here just to practice here? ”

Hmm?

Cappuccino was stunned, then he lowered his head and thought quietly for a while, "But there are no specimens of natural knowledge worth studying here. ”

“Really not? ”

Green asked, this time Cappuccino stopped talking, only the “sand” wind blew in his ear, following the mentor quietly while observing possible anomalies around him.

After nearly a hourglass time, Cappuccino was suddenly surprised and surprised: "Mentor, only on the left side of the mountain range has been a blizzard and snowstorm, while on the right is a pleasant climate. ”

“Oh, did you finally find out? Also, for a wizard apprentice like you, it's always just an endless mountain range, in fact...”

Green stopped, pointing to the stormy snowstorm trail on the side of the mountain: “This is a true spiritual crater, so vast that even if I wanted to cross through it, it would take more than a dozen days, and I had to be careful to resist the violent rules inside. Can you imagine what a fierce battle the ancient wizard world fought against the invasion of the abyss world. Countless official wizards, holy marks wizards and true spiritual wizards went to their successors, but guarded the hope of the final inheritance of the wizard civilization...”

Green opened the chapter on the history of the wizard world for Cappuccino by this crater of true spirituality, and carried out a new positioning of wizard values.

Wizards in the world of wizards must live not only for themselves, but also for history. Wizards who do not understand history are always just a wizard living in confusion, as if they were passive evolutionary creatures in the exotic world, evolving for constant strength, without end, until death, or the so-called idealization of eternity.

Although such an education of witch history cannot be more profound than the passing on of the fragmented will of the world's heart, it is also sufficient for the witch apprentice to implant a seed of ideas, taste the consciousness of crisis, and precipitate into the emotions of the soul.

“So... what happened after the great Antonio true sorcerer pryed the leverage of destiny? ”

Cappuccino asked nervously.

For the first time in contact with the magnificent history of the wizard world, Cappuccino felt that she was too small to have a place in the history of the world at all, even in the context of history.

“Finally, a hourglass time later leaves the infinite world, perhaps to a higher latitude world, perhaps dead, who knows. ”

Green smiled and did not give the answer that Hachi had given.

……

Seventeen years later.

With a cappuccino walking through a six-ring tortoise shell, such a vast creature, it's hard to imagine what kind of enemy killed it, leaving only this tortoise shell silently telling the sordid history of the wizard world.

Too much has been seen along the way, and the complacency that Cappuccino once bred has faded away, shaming his pride.

“Mentor, I want to try to advance to the official wizard. ”

Cappuccino suddenly said so.