winter era

Chapter 17 The Steps of Shadows

'I'm Carme.Calme.Drantes.Anlyssa.forest walker. '

At the beginning of the information obtained by Kaos, an elf and graceful font arrogantly expressed the identity of the author.

'As recorded in the history of the group, I am the most talented wizard in the entire ice elf group.Already a councilor wizard I am a true genius.No one in the entire group can restrain me, so-called glory and the like are bullshit in my eyes.But I am still an ice elf after all.At the request of the old guys, I went to explore the truth because of the problem of the rapid reproduction of ice dragons.I believe this should be the last request they made of me to bind me.As great as I am, I also have to accept the constraints of race.It is precisely because of this constraint that I am now writing this passage in a cave in the mountains of Acharus.I heard that this place is called an ice-white mountain range by humans?That's a wonderful race.Their talent we can never match, a few years can achieve our decades of achievements, amazing species. '

'In the face of fear, you can't retreat, but keep your eyes open and always remember your fear, then surpass him, defeat him, and finally conquer him.I love this passage about humans, but I've recently found it really hard to do.I'm stuck with something weird.I'm still wandering in the cave.Every shadow seemed to whisper something to me, as if beckoning me to go past.But every time I passed by, I couldn't find anything, I could only feel the call of another shadow.What's wrong with me?As a wizard, I didn't need to eat, drink and sleep, but I fell asleep nervously.I think I may have been contaminated by something.If the path of the great wizard is really without fear, then I may not be able to reach the realm of the great wizard in this life, right?May my integrity be with my soul, EBESZON. '

'I escaped with stone piercing.I think this may be the shadow of my life.I was trapped in that small cave for a month.Because of the sharp consumption of spirit, I almost spend three hours of sleep every day to make up my spirit.There is definitely something unspeakable there, but does that have anything to do with the breeding of dragons?I do not know.All I know is that I walked out of that damn place.But before I came out, I seemed to hear the roar of the dragon. Is this my illusion or what I don't know.All I know is that I'm still alive, and the monsters in the shadows can't torture me anymore.My integrity is still so shining! '

'I found the trail of the dragon.It's certainly not something to be commended for, because I'm a genius.But strangely, they seem to have stiffened a bit.Although not all, the vast majority of dragons seen are mindless idiots.They don't even have a conversation, just a few dragons bragging about it, why?I think I may have touched a little bit of the truth.I'm going to hang behind them with my spell tonight to see what the dragons really are. '

'I'm still alive...it's a miracle.Those dragons didn't understand magic, so I fled to the cave to write this passage.But I don't think I will live long.The dragons have found me after all, and I have seen their final secret.Whose product is that?Who is that conspiracy?I have no way of understanding.But I know the source of my fear.It was a spar.Scary to unbelievable spar.He was actually able to print the existence of living things, allowing them to reproduce themselves.Is this a nightmare?Is this reality?I was so distraught that I almost went insane.Moreover, the spar seemed to be dangerous, as the place where it was placed was far away from the known lair of the giant dragon.But they do have something to do with each other.I've been found out.But I have long since given my daughter—the lovely Rosalind, who must have been a genius no less than mine—an urgent signal.His father died on the battlefield, hoping to give my lovely daughter a great dream.Her father was never a coward in the jungle, but a great councilor wizard, a real wizard. EBES ZON SOLANDA. '

"EBESZONSOLANDA farewell to the world..."

After reading the last line of Elven language, Kaos put down the scroll in his hand with some emotion.

The matter is probably very clear, the dead soul of the councilor wizard who called him in the spiritual world and has always cared about the comfort of his own species should be the author of these scrolls.And most of the reasons why Rosalind dared to use cruel means to join her ranks were known.There is no way to fake this kind of scroll with the unique spiritual imprint of a wizard.

"However, it's a bit strange that a councilor wizard would choose to die in battle."

His fingers brushed over the scrolls that he had already read, and gently disintegrated those extremely fragile scrolls into countless fly ash.Kaos crossed his hands against his chin, looked at the countless shredded sheepskin rolls on the table, and fell into deep thought quietly.

There are too many loopholes here.If I remember correctly, within a radius of [-] kilometers, I am afraid that there is no landform that supports a cave that can trap a mage for a month.The ice-white mountain he came to might have, but Kaos can use the soul of the mountain to guarantee that he will never trap the mage for a month.Every wizard can basically call the spirit of the mountain when he comes to that kind of deep cave, but this wizard does not.So there is definitely something wrong here.

And he said that the spar related to that cave that can replicate creatures is definitely the source of his fear.What exactly is that?He did have similar information on that kind of biological replication behavior, but it was definitely not a spar, but a theory of a great wizard.He had found information about that theory in the Imperial Mage Tower.

Physical memory replication.One of the plans the Empire uses to create super soldiers.To deal with the increasingly difficult battlefield in the heavens, some mages once proposed and experimented with this kind of plan.But if that kind of thing remembers correctly, it was stopped at the beginning of the experiment because the replication was not complete and would cause devastating damage to the subject.So is that spar the product of this plan?But shouldn't that thing have been sealed long ago?Although there is also the possibility of private research, it is not great.Or is there something else going on here?Has anyone added anything to this?

And the strangest thing is not any spar.Rather, why did that ice elf die in battle.

Kaos crossed his hands and held his chin, quietly looking at the scraps on the table.Facing the brilliance of the setting sun, the eyeballs spread into nothingness.Gradually connect the messy thoughts and clues in your mind to form understandable events.

"It doesn't make any sense to ask the dead soul. The dead cannot remember those memories. Otherwise, he would have contacted Rosalind for help. But it seems that Rosalind has no memory of communicating with the dead soul. There are fluctuations when the network touches, but it doesn't. That means there is no memory sharing."

Fingers brushed lightly on the wooden tabletop, and the fine parchment scraps slid quickly on the wooden table as if they had received some instructions, forming message symbols that only Kaos could understand .

So, here comes the problem.

"Why are you so obsessed with dying in battle? The idea of ​​dying in battle does not exist in elf culture. Rather, it is the normal thinking of elves to surrender directly when the situation is not good. According to their philosophy, even if they lose the enemy, they must Hide yourself." A symbol representing elves was drawn on the desktop, and the thoughts in the wizard's mind began to appear clearly layered up and down, and a little bit of light began to appear in the empty eyes.There have been places where there is logic and where there is no logic.Only the result remains.

"The councilor wizard himself said that he has a record of the stone piercing spell, and he has also learned the skills of giving up food and meditation, and there is no need for material consumption. He can hide in some unknown corner and let himself survive for decades But he chose to fight. What is wrong with this? There must be a reason that cannot be hidden."

"Then, it's fine if he has no way to hide. But why is he dead when he is discovered by the dragon? Because the dragon has a secret that he has to hide. But this secret is definitely not about the re-engraved spar. Although the re-engraved spar It's wonderful, but it won't make the member wizard feel disgusted and frightened, let alone the horror of imminent death. What did he see that made him have such an earth-shaking change? What did he see that made him feel that he had nowhere to escape? The result was only One."

Looking at the figure with a pointed hat and holding a staff formed on the table, Kaos showed a sinister smile.

"Really, arrogant guy."

It can make the dragon terrified, and the council wizards can only resist desperately, allowing the research prohibited by the Imperial Mages to continue.There is no other option but this one possibility.It's taken for granted, obvious, and easy to infer.

Kaos suddenly felt very happy.Because if it is really what he thinks, then he really has to act as soon as possible.A month of shadow suppression?Don't be kidding, if he really wants to suppress it, then his reputation as the chief mage of the Northland is not right.If you find out that such anomalies have appeared in your subordinates and don't directly kill them, then you will be cowards that even the group of elf wizards will laugh at.Kaos clearly knew what the burden on him was.

That burden is called Responsibility and Obligation.He also has another name called pride, but people will collectively refer to this burden as glory.Live for him, die for him.In the end, I use my ability to prove that I can really take on this burden.

Kaos is naturally no exception.

"Unknown Great Ice Dragon Wizard, are you ready to accept the challenge of the Lord of the Northern Land Mages..."

The great wizard sneered and opened the door of the room.Integrating his black figure into the outside world, like a non-existent painting, disappeared in the eyes of those monitors in the blink of an eye.

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