I ask you to portray a mama's boy, but you portray a wealthy man?

Chapter 160: Cute and innocent little girl? No, she's Syndra!
In the canyon, Sindra was like a female classmate without a story.

Not very beautiful, but not very ugly either.

The hero strength is not very high, but it is not very weak either.

Neither unpopular nor popular.

But in the background story, Syndra is a very special existence.

If we make a ranking based on the strength of the background story.

Syndra's strength can definitely be ranked in the top ten.

What's even more outrageous is that Syndra's power is not interfered by any external force.

All are her innate talents.

It is an existence that gives away a Wind Shadow Moon Spirit at the beginning, and directly maximizes the strength of the cheat.

【The whole world is within the palm of my hand! 】

Syndra was born in the province of Narli on the west coast of Ionia.

The naughty Sindra has always been a child who loves to get distracted.

She would often stare, lost in thought, at the shadows eclipsing in the pond or watching the sugar bugs lining up on the wall.

Whenever she left behind half-finished housework, she would be scolded by her mother for not being attentive enough.

Even if the milk at home goes rancid or other minor accidents occur, Sindra will be blamed.

But compared to the background stories of other heroes.

Syndra's growing environment is obviously much better.

However, since he can become the leader of darkness, he naturally has something special about him.

She discovered that there was some mysterious power flowing in her body.

As Syndra digs, she discovers that the power appears to be a form of dark magic!
This is completely opposite to the Ionians who have always believed in natural magic.

What's more, they always thought.

Dark magic is a very evil magic.

They should be eradicated completely when encountered.

Although Syndra is good-natured, she has never done anything bad.

But the eyes of the people around her were full of disgust and ridicule.

Even her closest relatives - her parents.

This is even more true for his brother Evard.

In such an unfavorable growing environment.

Syndra didn't complain.

She just often escapes to her favorite secret base - under the spiritual willow tree regarded as a sacred tree by the villagers.

She would whisper to the willow for hours, and the talk would bring her comfort.

But one warm afternoon, Eward and his companions followed the unaware Syndra, snickering at her innocent tears.

She was ashamed and angry and tried to ignore their insults, but at this moment, a child threw a large piece of mud at her head.

At this moment, Syndra could no longer suppress the anger in her heart.

All her anger spurted out of her body, turning into shining balls of darkness, each carrying her heavy pain.

The dormant power awakened at this moment.

It shone with violent power, and the magic balls like pearls of negative energy extracted spiritual magic from around her, sucking up the life essence of Lingliu.

Eward and his companions recoiled in horror. The branches of the ancient tree were twisted and deformed, and the bark withered to a charred black color.

[People are always afraid of things they cannot understand! 】

When the villagers saw the spirit willow they had been feeding and worshiping, Syndra was completely destroyed.

They began to worry that their connection with the Soul of Ionia was completely severed.

So he punished Sindra and her family without hesitation. Drive them out of here without mercy.

Her parents and her brother were wary of Syndra's magic along the way.

The sight of Lingliu being destroyed because of Syndra seemed to be vividly visible at any time.

After several months of travel, they came to the seaside and met a reclusive priest, Konigan.

He spoke of his home on Philo, where many who wanted to learn to control their wild magic came to seek his guidance.

Syndra's family had no choice - perhaps the teacher could have prevented their failure.

So the young Sindra climbed up to a temple on the edge of a cliff, surrounded by dark ancient bricks, and silently watched the sea.

Although she misses her old life, she still strives to absorb the teacher's wisdom and devote herself to controlling her emotions.

Until this moment, Sindra believed that it was all her fault that her family and she were living in such misery.

But as time goes by, the days pass.

Syndra, who was supposed to have perfect control over her emotions, became increasingly discouraged.

Years of practice not only failed to teach her to control power, but instead weakened her magic.

And Konigan locked himself up every morning, meditated alone, and stopped teaching her anything new.

So she asked the teacher directly.

He told her honestly, grinning tiredly.

Her gloomy energy has accumulated over time, and has far exceeded his ability as a mentor. He is deliberately dispelling her power in exchange for her safety.

Syndra felt that she was extremely ridiculous.

I never want to hurt others, but I am hurt by others all the time.

【No one can touch me! 】

At this moment, Syndra completely exploded.

The strong sense of betrayal made Syndra unable to calm down anymore.

Koenigan tried to calm her down, but ended up adding fuel to the fire...

At that moment, his meditation lost focus.

The foundation of the temple shook violently, and the morning light that day was particularly pale.

Syndra stood up from the ground, frustration stirring in her heart.

She snatched dark orbs from the air and used them to pierce her mentor's body, forcing him to feel all her bitterness and rage before she died.

The roof is gone, gravel rains down, and the garden sanctuary is buried in dust.

Syndra unleashed her power upon the ruins of the temple, sending shockwaves across Philo as the island was drained of its original magic.

Such a huge amount of dark energy naturally attracted the attention of the Soul of Ionia.

In fact, the clone can no longer control Syndra.

The soul of Ionia must come to the scene in order to compete with it.

The soul of Ionia, which has mastered the most powerful magic in the First Land, can naturally destroy Syndra.

But, being in Ionia.

What must be observed from beginning to end is balance!
If Syndra is destroyed directly, the "monsters" in the spiritual realm do not want to help the Soul of Ionia.

If it is a seal, it will be a check and balance with these "monsters".

On the contrary, it can achieve the purpose of balance.

Under the control of the Ionian Soul itself.

The bedrock beneath Syndra's feet opened wide, dragging her deep underground.

Thick roots bound her into a pool of living water, suppressing her powers and lulling her into a magical slumber.

This pool of living water is the famous Dream Pool.

(End of this chapter)