The Wizard’s Way Home

　　Seria frowned as they watched the alien creatures who had fled back to the original world, preparing to catch up. At this moment, a voice rang from behind, "Are you willing to be a puppet of power?"

　　 Sailia heard the sound like being struck by lightning, and she didn't even know that someone had arrived behind her.

　　 Sailia turned around slowly, and under the moonlight, a thin man wearing an iron crown and leather armor was standing quietly beside him.

"King, king." Sailia bowed and bowed. She is grateful for Kenan, King of Nord, who saved her in the most critical moment. It can be said that if there is no Kenan, there would be no present. Of her. For this person who saved her, Celia has always maintained a heart of awe, even now she has a huge power. Suddenly seeing Kenan also inevitably felt a little flustered.

"Well," Kenan glanced at Celia, "You are the commander of post 27, Selia, right." The personnel who stayed at post 27 had already passed on the news of Selia's single-handed sword going north. Base camp, and although Kenan was on the edge of the world crystal wall, he also knew what happened through the communication slate. When you see the human beings who kill alien plants alone, you will naturally know the identity of Sailia by comparing the two.

　　 "Yes, yes king." Sailia knelt on one knee.

　　 "Then why didn't you come here to kill alien creatures instead of guarding the post."

　　 Hearing this, Celia thought of those dead companions again, and the black and red mist on her body showed signs of running away again.

　　 Kenan stretched out a finger and pointed it on Celia's forehead. Celia suddenly felt a powerful mental pressure coming. The powerful pressure conquered Celia to the ground and couldn't move. The black and red mist that was originally restless was also suppressed by the powerful mental power.

"It's interesting, it's your good fortune." Kenan sighed softly, the powerful mental power rolled back, and the black and red mist was absorbed into Kenan's hands and turned into a red and black one. Half of the ball is constantly playing in the hands.

　　 At this time, Seliya's red pupils returned to their original black. Celia looked at the small ball in Kenan's hands, then at his own hands, and finally at the messy environment around him, "Is it all because of this small ball?"

　　 "Well, the great changes in your temperament and strength are due to this little ball, but you shouldn't underestimate it, this is a seed of anger." Kenan explained while playing with the little ball.

　　 "The Seed of Anger?" Sailia seemed to be confused when he heard of this term for the first time.

"Well, the Seed of Anger is an extremely rare thing, even I am learning... I only learned one or two when I received the knowledge of the gods. It is said that this Seed of Anger is only under extremely special conditions. It will be formed. It is composed of anger as the pronucleus, and the desire for **** killing constitutes its external form. It will continue to absorb the body and soul of the beheaded creature as its own nourishment, and it will continue to grow and grow. Therefore, the seed of anger becomes more and more vigorous. Strong, the more you kill, the more powerful, and the owner of the Seed of Wrath will become stronger and stronger."

Looking at Celia’s bright, eager eyes, Kenan smiled, “However, because the Seed of Wrath is increasing too fast, the owner of the Seed of Wrath cannot adapt to the ever-increasing strength due to insufficient mental development. , Will eventually become a slave to power and enter the path of self-destruction."

　　 Sailia heard Kenan say this, her hopeful eyes dimmed again. For Celia, the word slave is a lingering shadow forever. Two years of unbearable looking back made her instinctively hate the word, even if the prefix of the word is power.

"But, I have a way to get rid of this sequelae, but the effect of the Seed of Anger will be much weaker. Are you willing to accept this power? Say it beforehand. If you want to accept this power, you must bear the corresponding responsibility. , Can you do it?" Kenan said as he looked at Celia's bright eyes.

"I am willing." Sailia agreed without even thinking about it. Many years of life tells Sailia that only by mastering enough power can she control her own destiny. Therefore, all the opportunities to improve her are extremely rare. , Not to mention this extremely rare opportunity.

　　 "Well, this is also an opportunity for you. It's up to your own choice to be able to control your destiny." After that, a dark water vortex appeared in Kenan's hand, constantly scouring the seeds of anger. The Seed of Wrath in Kenan's hand seemed to have encountered a natural enemy, constantly avoiding the dark whirlpool, trying to escape the washing of the running water. However, the Seed of Rage, which was firmly suppressed by mental power, was unable to break free from the erosion of the pitch black whirlpool, and slowly changed from a small black and red ball to a small crimson ball.

Kenan threw the small ball to Celia, who was looking at him, "I have eliminated some of the impurities that are not easy to control, such as rage, resentment, seizure and destruction, and the attacking moves are retained. The energy gained from burning the enemy’s body and soul will only be retained for a period of time, and will disappear after the battle is over, and will not deny itself. Although it cannot be compared with the original anger, the controllability of the power is enhanced. A lot of ~www.readwn.com~ Thank you for the gift of the king." Sailia's eyes are full of gratitude.

"Don't mind, this is also your own opportunity. It is also your own ability to seize it. After absorbing this transformed seed of anger, you have to accept new tasks. There is no free lunch in the world. What do you want to get? You have to pay the corresponding price. You have time to regret it now. I don’t need to pursue your fault and let you return to post 27 as your post chief."

　　 "I am willing to share the worries for the king, I am willing to have this strength." Sai Liya excitedly said.

　　 "Well, now that you have decided, then swallow your anger. Although there are other ways to absorb it, it is still the fastest way to absorb it." Kenan said lightly.

　　Seria heard Kenan's words and swallowed the Seed of Wrath. The expected sensation of swallowing did not come. After the entrance of the Seed of Wrath, it turned into a ray of energy and sank into Celia's body. Celia felt that his body was full of strength again. A wave of energy coiled in the body, constantly strengthening oneself. Although unhappy, Celia could still feel that she was getting stronger bit by bit.

　　 Celia tried to control this force, a group of crimson light rose from Celia's body, and Celia's whole body looked shining. The long flaming hair wafted in the wind, the bright black eyes bent into a crescent moon, and the white samurai suit swayed with the wind. Seliya was like a twilight angel descending on the earth, exuding a shining light, illuminating the way forward. The way.

Seeing Celia at this time, Kenan couldn't help but think of the sunset on the Golden Gate Bridge. He couldn't help showing a look of nostalgia on his face. He couldn't help but said, "Well, very good. From today on, you will be Twilight Sally. Ya."