Click!
The space froze slightly, as if nothing had happened.
The black spider totem began to dissipate slowly, and Anya's voice came out.
"you're old… "
Boom! The black marks completely turned into light spots and exploded, and the old man's face turned pale. Several plant roots behind him were broken, and milky white juice flowed out from the wound.
When the old man raised his head again, he seemed to be a little older, and even gray-black dead spots appeared on his body.
"Has the vitality of this body come to an end?"
The old man looked at the spots on his body and smiled wryly, but the gleam in his eyes did not decrease at all.
"Time..."
The old man in the cave let out a long sigh, and then the light went out, and everything returned to darkness.
…
Ayrin returned to his room.
Under the dim light, the rotting wooden planks and the mildew in the corners mixed together, exuding an unpleasant smell.
As a third-class apprentice, although he was assigned to a single room, this kind of environment was clearly intended to make things difficult!
But Ayrin didn't care about this anymore, he kept thinking about the scene he saw today.
Patrols, detection of witch formations, youths, eyes...
"I must have seen him somewhere! But why can't I remember?" Ayrin rubbed his head vigorously. Immediately, he covered his head, the veins under his temples bulged, and he began to scream.
The severe pain made Ayrin's vision almost black, and he passed out directly, lying on the ground and struggling, and it was not until a few minutes later that he gradually relieved.
Ayrin's face kept sweating, and his mouth was breathing coldly.
"It's this again! It's this again! Ever since I came back from the wasteland, I have been infected with this problem, and every time I weaken a little soul talent..."
Snapped!
At this time, the floor seemed unable to withstand his torture, and a piece was lifted.
A touch of dark color immediately attracted Ayrin's gaze.
"This... what is it?" Curiously, he picked out the black object and put it in the palm of his hand.
It was a circle, and there were some ancient runes on it, and the surface had a dull color, which made Ayrin's heart skip a beat.
"A ring?" Ayrin turned the ring around curiously: "It seems that there is still a little energy fluctuation, is it a magical item?"
As long as he has one magical item, even if it is a low-level one, it is enough for him to save his life in the war. Ayrin's breathing couldn't help but become heavy when he thought of this.
Suddenly, a piercing pain came from his finger, and Ayrin let out an "ah" and almost threw the ring out.
"What?" Ayrin looked at his index finger in astonishment. At this time, the finger had been punctured, and a drop of blood fell on the ring.
And on the edge of the black ring, a small thorn has emerged, it seems that this is the real murderer just now.
call out! As soon as a drop of blood landed on the ring, it was immediately sucked in like water touching a sponge, and the black ring shone brightly, becoming more gray and fluttering, and even the original faint energy fluctuations were completely restrained, as if Like a mortal object with no energy.
"This situation, could it be the legendary Lord Recognition Ceremony?" Ayrin rubbed his head, a little unsure.
He didn't know much about enchanted items, but he also knew that some very advanced enchanted items could not be used directly by the recipients, but had to go through certain rituals, and the catalysts in the rituals were naturally mostly blood.
"Haha! Boy, you are right!"
And at this moment, a voice sounded directly in Ayrin's mind.
"Who? Who is it?" Ayrin looked around in astonishment, but found no one.
"I'm in your hands!" replied the old voice.
"Are you... the ring?" Ayrin's eyes widened suddenly.
"Well! Boy, how about we make a deal?" The old man laughed.
"No! I won't make any deal with you, let alone sell my soul..." Ayrin's expression was firm.
Wizards are not closed people. Ayrin has heard many stories about strange creatures from ancient times or other worlds who like to play with humans through contracts and collect souls.
"Really? Then you don't even want to mend your soul qualification?" The old man smirked.
"Repair! Repair qualification?" Ayrin's heartbeat suddenly accelerated.
"The mysteries of the soul are all within my grasp. It would be more troublesome if your original aptitude is not good, but you are influenced by the day after tomorrow, and you can still recover..." the old man explained to Aylin lightly.
"Who the hell are you? Why did you help me?" Ayrin suppressed the excitement in his heart, but still had doubts.
"I am a fragment of memory of the ancient legendary great wizard Merlin..." The old man paused, causing Ayrin to almost fall down.
"Imperfect memory?"
"Yes, my body has fallen, but I still retain a fragment of memory, which is stored in this ring..." The old man seemed to be trapped in his memory.
"As for why you help me, I've already said it before, deal!"
"What do you want?" Although Ayrin was very eager, he still remained vigilant in his heart.
"Don't worry, you are dying, what else can I look up to? I'm not a devil, I like to collect souls!"
Merlin smiled, "I need you to gather other parts of me! In return, I will not only make up for your shortcomings, but also teach you complete advanced meditation methods and help you become an official wizard..."
"Advanced meditation method, official wizard!" Ayrin was happy and then pained.
He had hoped to get these before, but now...
"The rest of you? What do you mean?"
"My main body has made a lot of magical weapons, and all of them have left soul fragments on them. It seems that it is because I expected a huge danger, so I made preparations. You need to help me collect them..."
Seeing that Aylin was hesitant, the old man Merlin assured him: "Everything you get will be of great help to you, and your current strength is simply not enough to carry out this matter, so I will try my best to improve you." Strength!"
"What do you want to do? Resurrection?" Ayrin asked guessing.
"Hehe... The rules of death cannot be reversed by me, a little wizard. I just have some wishes that have not been fulfilled, so I am unwilling to hide and wait. I need you to collect all my fragments and help me accomplish something when the time comes. We're done, I can swear on my soul!"
"I swear you don't need it, I'll help you!" Ayrin's face turned hard.
"You're right! I'm already dying, so why should I worry about it? But, I'm not reconciled to letting that woman enjoy herself there!" Ayrin's eyes turned red.
"Haha! Good! Although I have fallen, I still have a huge reserve of knowledge. As long as you have these, you can become the strongest genius in the Dark Pole Region! It is not difficult to rise again!"
The great wizard Merlin laughed loudly in Ayrin's mind.
"Then! Let's sign the contract? Use the eyes of judgment!" The fury on Ayrin's face disappeared, and he calmly put forward the conditions.
"Yes!" The great wizard Merlin inside the ring was silent for a while before making a sound.
There was a flash of light in Ayrin's eyes, and immediately summoned the phantom of the Eye of Judgment.
"Under the witness of the eyes of judgment..."
From inside the room, the sound of two people's oath came.
…
"Okay!"
On the other side, Leylin who was in the laboratory smiled, seeing the additional restraints of the Judgment Eye on his body, and took out a bottle of filthy bird feather solution.
That ring was naturally something he gave away on purpose.
The old man Merlin attached to it is only a semi-intelligent program, but it can also fool a newbie like Ayrin. Moreover, at certain critical moments, Leylin could also directly control it remotely.
In general, it is a pirated Goldfinger and Grandpa.
"With this, how big a storm can you create in the Dark Pole Region? I'm really looking forward to it!" Leylin smiled faintly, his eyes glowing with deep color.
…
In the tense anticipation, all the ordinary people outside Duolun City finally evacuated, and in a few days, a large number of dark beasts surrounded the city, and there were still faint figures around the herd of beasts.
"Your Excellency Leylin! Lord Van Dix invites you to the city wall!" A middle-aged man in golden armor said respectfully to Leylin.
This middle-aged man is Grand Duke Van Dix, the pinnacle of mortals. There are even several official wizards enshrined in the mansion, and he is a descendant of Van Dix, a second-level wizard.
But in front of Leylin, the nobles must still bow their heads.
"I know!" Leylin slowly closed the huge book in his hand, and came to the city wall.
Since it was the first attack, not only many army generals and nobles, but also wizards appeared here collectively.
"Your Excellency Leylin!" Van Dix floated in the air, calling out to Leylin.
Leylin smiled, and also flew up, side by side with Van Dix, watching the black line in the distance coming like a tide.
"It's spectacular, isn't it?" At the beginning, it was all cannon fodder, and the energy intensity was not high enough to make Van Dix discolored.
"It's really spectacular!" Leylin looked at the hundreds of thousands of low-level dark beasts below the city, and couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.
He didn't expect that there are so many dark beasts in Outland. You know, this is only the number in this area. After a little calculation, you can estimate the total number of dark beasts, which has reached an astronomical level. .
"The multiplication of dark beasts, humans, and alien races is something this land cannot bear. Therefore, every once in a while, a war will break out among our various races..."
The second-level female wizard on the side spoke in a very soft voice.
"Humans and alien races, humans and dark beasts, and this kind of melee or alliance has happened countless times in history..."
"There are no winners and no losers in this war. When the excess numbers of all parties are almost consumed, the war can end..."