About the story of a brave man being a potato for a thousand years and then the world was destroyed

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Near Crescent Lake, underground.

A dozen children were sitting around, obediently sharing a large pot of broth.

On the side, Guoguo frowned as he looked at the pile of animal bones on the ground.

Sure enough, it was not her imagination, the weight of the bones of today's prey was obviously wrong.

Even today, the weight of the bones of the last prey was not right.

In fact, not only the bones, but also the meat may be wrong. It’s just that all the previous meat has been eaten, so there is no way to confirm it, but at least the weight of the entire prey today is not right.

In fact, this matter is quite obvious, but the exhaustion and mental trance of the past few days have kept Guoguo from discovering this.

Hmm... maybe she noticed it but didn't pay much attention?

She couldn't remember clearly either.

After all, if this was the first time I encountered this, I would probably just think that I had hunted some kind of magical beast that was particularly light in nature.

The reason why she could notice it today was because she had hunted a wild boar before, and the difference in her handling of it made her notice this detail.

However, even if she noticed it, she still couldn't figure it out.

Why does it become lighter? What will be the impact? What will change? What does it mean?

I can't understand it all.

But, she thought of one thing.

When coming to the lake, a child once said that he saw pigs flying in the sky...

At first, Guoguo didn't take it seriously, just treating it as a kid's joke to try to show his cleverness. After all, the other children said they didn't see it.

But, if it is the weight of this bone...

Guoguo shook the light bones in his hand.

It seems that even if a pig of this weight can really fly, it would not be incredible.

Could it be that……

Are there really flying pigs here?

but.

Guoguo looked at the equally light prey that she had hunted a few days ago.

In more ways than one…

Is it a coincidence?

Guoguo thought for a while, then turned to the children and said, "You guys eat here obediently. I have something to do and I will go out for a while."

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By the Crescent Lake, Yayin was drawing some kind of magic circle in the open space with her staff.

She drew twice for a while, then closed her eyes and meditated, walking and stopping in the magic circle.

A little further away, Snow and others were standing under a big tree, enjoying the shade while watching Ya Yin work.

"The president is indeed right. Yayin is really the genius that all arcane organizations dream of," Na Beilin sighed. "Creating a specific single-person soul exploration magic array on the spot is really unheard of..."

"Well, I don't deny what you said. The creation foundation of this kind of magic array does require the talent of the demon spirit," Snow continued, "But its realization depends on hard work. That solid Basic skills.”

"Yeah, of course I know," Na Beilin twirled her hair with her fingertips, "But just being able to solidify your basic skills to this level is enough to call it a talent, isn't it?"

"Well... there's nothing wrong with that," Snow said, stroking his chin, "After all, there are really very few people who can do what she does."

"It's not so much talent or hard work, but rather persistence," Osa, who was leaning on the tree trunk, continued, "I've always had this feeling since I met her. She seems to have been pursuing something..."

"Perseverance," Snow crossed her arms and leaned her head against a nearby tree trunk. "Maybe you are right. She does have an obsession all the time..."

"Is it related to her teacher?" Ao Sa asked doubtfully.

"No, it has something to do with her father," Snow shook his head.

"Huh?" Ao Sa was stunned, "Ya Yin's father? But didn't she say..."

"Yes, she is an orphan. She was almost drowned by her mother in a basin in the fishing ground. It was Old Lain who saved her, so she has never even met her biological father," Snow said. "But, the Demon Spirit Tribe, we must Recognizing a relative only requires one look at each other..."

"You mean, she later met her biological father?" Ao Sa asked in surprise, "Why have I never heard her say..."

"You didn't ask her," Snow shrugged, "But it's true, it's unlikely that she would take the initiative to mention that past incident."

"Then Uncle Snow, why don't you tell us secretly?" Na Beilin came up and said thiefly.

"There's no need to tell you secretly. If you ask her, she will tell you. In fact, she doesn't shy away from this past incident. There was even a period of time when she kept talking about it," Snow Sighing, she spoke eloquently, "In fact, when Yayin was still young, she always wanted to find her father. After all, she was a child. She would always look forward to seeing what other people's 'parents' looked like. My own 'parents' are also like this,

When she was abandoned by her mother, she was still too young, so she did not retain the memory of her mother, and Old Lain did not tell her. After all, this matter was too cruel.

Therefore, for a long time, she was actually looking forward to finding her parents..."

"Then she was really knocked down?" Jilunini asked.

"Yes, I found it," Snow said. "Old Lain accompanied her to the territory of the Demon Spirit Tribe. It took several months. By chance, they bumped into a high-ranking mage of the Demon Spirit Tribe... Yes Well, you should know the attitude of the Demon Spirit Clan towards arcanists of other races, right?"

"Of course, they look down on everyone," Na Beilin shrugged. "Whether it is the Grand Mystic Master or the Holy Star Director, they are all stinky beggars in their eyes."

"Yes, they can't even look down on the Mystic Sanctuary. Each eye is on the top of their head. Although I have to admit that if the accumulation of the Mystic Sanctuary over the years is not included, they really can't catch up with these natural mystics. "The magic darling," Snow said, "So, of course, they would not look down upon Old Rhine. Although they recognized the man as their father at a glance,... the mixed blood of the Demon Spirit Tribe was already affected by them. She was discriminated against and learned arcane arts from outsiders. In his opinion, Yayin was not his daughter at all, but instead became a stain on his legacy in the world. "

"He doesn't want to kill Yayin, does he?" Ao Sa frowned.

"No, it's not like that. Although most of the demon spirits are arrogant bastards, they are not madmen," Snow shrugged. "He was just simple and didn't want to see Yayin appear in front of him. At that time, he was young. In Yayin's imagination, her reunion with her biological father should have been as beautiful as when children after school fell into the arms of their parents. However, she received a burst of cynicism... No, the way those demon bastards spoke, it could no longer be considered cynicism. Yes, I believe you have heard how unpleasant their words are."

"Damn, I have a strong sense of immersion. I already want to hit people," Na Beilin said. "I still remember the last time I breathed the crystal ball on the face of that demon bastard. That ball cost me a lot." Several months of savings were smashed by his head just like that. I was so angry..."

Everyone gave her a subtle look.

Although it felt like she was telling them the same thing, something didn't feel right.

"Well, in short, Yayin has changed since the end of that journey," Snow said. "Children are always very simple-minded, but Yayin, old Lain told me, he can't tell Yayin. What is Yin's specific mentality? Maybe she is complaining that she doesn't work hard enough, maybe she wants to prove herself, or maybe she actually has a bit of ambition...

To sum up, she probably wanted to rely on her own efforts to master a more powerful arcana than her father, and then defeat him personally to gain his recognition.

However, as she grew older, she no longer cared about the so-called recognition, but she still wanted to defeat her father, just to slap him hard and call him blind.

However, ten years ago, after the Tyrant's megacity was repaired, as you know, they carried out the last comprehensive expansion on that side of the world. "

"Well, that time, the last remaining main cities, including the territories of the Dragon Blood Tribe and the Demon Spirit Tribe, were completely wiped out," Jilunini nodded, "Then, you mean..."

"Yes, her father died. Like other arrogant demon spirits, he didn't even take the tyrant's troops seriously until the end," Snow said, shaking his head with a smile, "Their Arcane magic is really strong, especially the Demon King. The arcane skills he displayed really shocked the Secret Sanctuary. In their opinion, this king's strength may even touch the strength of the great sage. threshold.”

"It's a pity that it's useless," Jilunini sneered, "In front of the tyrant, all arcane magic is a joke."

"Yeah, all arcane magic is a joke," Snow shrugged, "These arrogant guys are even worse than Dragon City. A few front riders and a group of guards killed them cleanly. Their counterattack against Konoe's multiple magic immunity cloaks can only be described as funny, and the Demon King, before he even saw the tyrant, was turned into a large magic battery by the Bell of Hell."

"That means her father is dead," Osa was a little confused. "Then why is she still, uh, I mean, so persistent?"

"Just because she died, there are some things that she can no longer prove," Snow smiled helplessly at Aosa, "because she couldn't see where the end point was, so she could only keep running, ah, But now, I think she has a new goal..."

"Well, it must be the guy who killed Master Rhine," Nabeilin whispered, "But, that was..."

"Yes, that is a King Cavalry," Snow breathed out, "The third King Cavalry is also the King Cavalry with the least information. So far, the people who have seen her real body alive may be in the whole world. There is only Yayin..."

187. 2-in-1 Damn it, there are really pigs flying in the sky!

As evening approached, Yayin finally completed her magic formation.

The overall diameter is dozens of meters, and the complicated incantations are winding and intertwined, making people feel dizzy just looking at it.

"Just looking for someone, does it need to be so complicated..." Ao Sa murmured in surprise.

"There's nothing surprising about the complexity of the magic array designed on site, and it's already pretty good," Snow said. "Many of the first versions of the magic array with seemingly simple effects were designed to be far more complex than you would think. It requires a lot of modifications and optimizations to reduce the size. A lot of optimizations have been done during the drawing of the magic array of Yayin, otherwise the area would be twice as big as it is now. "

"No, after all, it's a modified version of the magic array. It's just a coincidence," Yayin walked over and shook her head and said, "If the teacher came, it would probably only take half the time to complete..."

"Okay, don't be too demanding of yourself. When he was your age, he couldn't do half of what you are now," Snow smiled.

"No, you're flattering me," Yain smiled, walked to the edge of the magic circle, and put the magic wand in front of her, "Besides, I don't know if it can run smoothly."

After that, she chanted the spell softly.

The magic power was slowly input into the magic circle. Unlike the magic circles that were used in the past, this huge magic circle did not light up as a whole, but lit up one part at a time, and then from time to time, the parts that had already lit up dimmed again.

And this is exactly the proof that this magic circle is not perfect.

However, even if it is not perfect, it still runs very smoothly. Snow stared at the magic pattern on the ground the whole time and nodded from time to time.

"It should be fine. The logic is very strict and the operation is also very smooth," Snow commented, "It's done very beautifully."

"Ha... I can't keep up," Nabelin rubbed her eyebrows on the side, "Why is the gap between people so big?"

Osa and Jilunini looked at each other and chose to remain silent.

Although they didn't understand, they were shocked.

The magic circle ran for about ten minutes, and the light flowing on it finally dimmed.

Yain opened her eyes and frowned.

"What's the result?" asked Snow.

"No," Yain shook her head, "I don't know if it's a problem with the magic circle..."

"No, it shouldn't be. I watched the whole process and it ran smoothly," said Snow, "unless you remembered the soul characteristics wrong."

"Only this point is absolutely impossible," Yain denied, "I remember each of your soul characteristics clearly, there is absolutely no way I can be wrong."

"Is she gone?" asked Osa.

"No, the divination still only shows a fog. She is definitely nearby," Nabelin said, "Could it be that the search range is not large enough?"

"It's not impossible, but..." Yain rubbed her brows and looked at the nearby lake, "Could it be that she deliberately stayed away from the water source?"

"It's not impossible. It's relatively dangerous near the water source," Snow nodded, "How about you try again?"

"Well, then I'll change it again," Yain nodded, and then walked into the magic circle again, and began to walk around while thinking.

"Ha, if we had known this, shouldn't we have carried a magic beacon on each of us..." Osa sighed.

"What are you thinking, and then if one person is caught, everyone will be finished together," Snow rolled his eyes at him.

"We are the only ones left. If possible, I really hope that no one will get into trouble again," Osa said helplessly.

"Who isn't, but..." Snow shook his head, and then, as if he remembered something, he didn't say anything more, sighed, and went to the boulder beside to blow the wind.

Ji Lunini scratched his head, turned around and walked to the tree, sat down under the tree, leaned against the trunk and began to close his eyes to rest.

Nabelin sat next to her, holding her crystal ball, staring at Yain in a daze.

Osa originally wanted to sit over there, but he had been sitting there for several hours before, and now he felt a little stiff, so he thought about moving around first, while doing stretching exercises, he walked towards the lake.

Just when he was about to say that he would see if there were any fish in the lake that he could catch, he was stunned when he looked over.

Then, he shouted, "Fuck! There are pigs flying in the sky!"

"Ah?" Jon Snow turned around and shouted with a frown, "What kind of performance art are you doing? Ya Yin is busy, be quiet."

"No, there are really pigs flying!" Osa shouted, "I'm not kidding!"

"No, where are they?" Jon Snow asked with a frown.

"In the lake!" Osa pointed to the lake in front of him.

"Ah?" Jon Snow blinked, then jumped off the stone, walked to Osa in three or two steps, and looked into the lake.

Then he was also shocked: "Fuck? Are there really pigs flying?"

"Are you two acting a double act?" Nabelin said with a wry smile, "Why are you also going crazy with the big cat?"

"No, am I that kind of person?" Snow turned his head with a subtle look, "If you don't believe it, come and see for yourself."

Nabelin and Jilunini looked at each other, but still stood up and walked towards the lake with a look of suspicion.

Even Yayin was attracted and looked in the direction of the few people.

Only a group of potatoes were huddled aside and talking to themselves.

When Liu Ji was there, they were very out of shape, and when Liu Ji was not there, they were completely in their own world, just a group of team accessories.

Nabelin and Jilunini walked to the lake. They had thought of some boring jokes about complaining about Snow, but when they looked into the lake, they were both stunned.