A certain adult that Sharjah and Sailor were talking about is no longer in the imperial capital at this time.
The Western Region of the Mauritius Empire, in the Nameless Sea, on Garodos Island.
In fact, this is an archipelago in the sea, some are large and some are small, some are sparse and some are dense. Because of its special geographical environment, the islands, like the sea, are remote, deep and nameless. But when a great magician named Garodos
When he lived on one of the islands, among the upper echelons of the empire, the island also had a name.
Garodos Island.
Around the island, there are thick clouds and heavy fog. This does not happen every day or two days or in January or two months, but all year round. Coupled with the sudden lightning, thunder, and violent storms from time to time, it makes
This area is simply a devilish area.
At this time, here, there is no rain or wind.
The waves hit the beach over and over again, neither light nor heavy. The sound of the waves, which seemed to originate from eternity, spread far away, making this place feel quite empty and remote.
The owner of the island was walking on the beach, but his brows were furrowed, as if he had some problem that he couldn't figure out.
For a moment, just when the thin old man ended his stroll and started walking towards the center of the island, he suddenly stopped and then turned around at an extremely fast speed. His movement was as fast as lightning.
, shaped like a ghost.
Behind him - behind him just now, in front of him now, a dozen steps away, a peaceful old man was standing there, looking at him with a smile on his face.
"Old monster, is that you?" The thin old man, the great magician Garrodos, was surprised at first, and then he suddenly realized something and stepped back three steps, three big steps. But then, his figure
But he quickly dodged and reached the side of the old man Ping He.
Then, he slowly turned around the old man Ping He, back and forth, looking around.
The peaceful old man didn't say anything, just smiled and let him look at him.
After a long time, Garrodos sighed heavily: "Old monster, you... have you taken that step?" The complex emotions in his words were even for a three-year-old child.
This can also be heard.
That step is the highest dream for all magicians in the mainland.
"In ten months, I will enter the Holy Realm. It's not close yet." The old man Pinghe finally stopped smiling, but nodded and said calmly.
A year is ten months.
However, "one year" and "ten months" have different meanings.
When talking about one year, it is a divisor, an approximate number. The final result may be less than one year, it may be more than half a year, but it may also be two or three years, or even longer.
It may not be impossible. But when it comes to ten months, it basically means that you have seen that line, and know quite accurately when you will reach that line, and then cross it.
As a great magician, Garrodos knows this very well.
Sighing again, the thin old man actually sat directly on the ground, slowly picked up a handful of sand from the ground, then let go of his hand and watched the sand leak from his fingers.
Like this, over and over again.
After that, he stood up again and said to the old man Pinghe:
"You and I are the same age. When I was eight years old, I was already a first-level apprentice, and you were still having a runny nose.
When I was ten years old, I was already a second-level apprentice, and you had not yet started. When I was twenty, I had already passed the third level, but you were just a first-level apprentice. When I was thirty or forty years old, I was always far away.
Ahead of you. But at the age of fifty, you still used the same climbing speed to enter the mage, but I am still dangling at level nine."
"After you entered the mage, you were still walking forward silently as before. Anyone you could find was faster than you, but you never stopped. But I took one step at a time, and then I couldn't keep up anymore.
Your steps."
"Up to now, you are almost entering that level, but I haven't even seen the shadow of that level yet."
"They all say that I am a genius and you are a mediocre person. Many people believe that, even I believe it. But now, I can't believe it anymore...Old monster, did I really go the wrong way?"
The old man Ping He listened quietly without interrupting.
It wasn't until Garrodos finished speaking, and after a while, that he spoke slowly: "I can't even do what you know. What you study in one year, even in ten years, I can't finish."
"But what's the use of that?" Garrodos said immediately, "I always thought that I could rely on these to walk my own path and find a better path as a mage. But it turns out that you have surpassed
I am beyond all doubt."
"If I give you ten thousand years, your achievements will be ten times that of mine." The old man Ping He still said slowly.
"But walking on this road, can I reach the step where I have ten thousand years?" Garrodos stared closely at the old man Ping He.
The old man Ping He fell silent.
It took a while before he solemnly said: "Old friend, I don't know." After saying this, he paused, and then continued: "There are people who have taken this road, but they have all failed.
You are different from them. Your talents and abilities are far above all of them.
Next, neither of them spoke anymore.
There is only the sound of waves rising and falling here.
"It's like a god collided with a demon. I still don't believe it. I can't finish this road!" Garrodos suddenly raised his eyebrows and said with great enthusiasm, "Old monster, if I fall down halfway in the future, you will definitely
If you want to erect a monument for me with your own hands, write on it, 'This man is a fool!'"
"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. We are a guest from afar. Come with me, old monster. I already have more than half of the answers to the questions you are looking for."
The next moment, the two of them had arrived at the building in the center of the island.
It is said that it is a building. In fact, it is just digging a few holes on the higher mountains of the island and then connecting them together. However, it is quite suitable for a great magician to live in such a "house".
Garrodos took the old man directly to the largest building. This open space built high in the mountains but underground was as big as a football field in a certain child's previous life. And on such a large piece of land,
There are all kinds of things scattered and piled up everywhere.
There are slates, wooden boards, parchment, and parchment that is not paper at all, and more random materials with no name. Of course, there is also the paper currently used in the mainland.
If a child is here, he will know that this is an "archive" and there are "books" he wants to read here.
"In ancient times, there were big changes. Everyone knows about this. But no one knows what kind of changes they were." Standing still in the "Archives", Garrodos said, "You can be sure that it was them who made the move.
Breaking the forbidden zone. Therefore, from the beginning, I deduced how to break through this forbidden zone."
"I thought of several methods, and then I used this as a clue to search for the rags handed down from that time." When talking about the rags, Garrodos pointed around casually, "Finally, after spanning three thousand years,
In the series, I finally saw something, but it was only part of that change. My friend, listen carefully."
The old man Ping He nodded.
"A warrior is always strong, but wars are in vain. A mage likes to be quiet and cannot use his energy."
"A powerful force came from above, joining forces with mages and destroying warriors. Overnight, all warriors of level nine and above were stained with blood.
When the sun rises again, the color of the continent has changed."
"High-level blood-stained, forbidden inheritance. A thousand years later, there will no longer be level seven on the continent."
"The light of the warrior gradually dims, and the light of the mage gradually lights up."
Garrodos spoke at a long length, some of which were conclusions, some of which were inferences, and some of which were citations of data.
The peaceful old man just listened quietly. After Garodos finished speaking, he said in a difficult tone for a long time: "So, in ancient times, mages existed because of their weakness?"
Garrodos nodded.
"If mages were superior to warriors at that time..."
"I think the result is the same. The current warriors are just like that." Garrodos said categorically without any doubt.
As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere here suddenly became tense.
"Will such a change happen again?" After a long time, the old man Ping He asked.
"I don't know. Old friend, I don't know." Garrodos emphasized again and again, "However, judging from the situation in the past ten thousand years, this place is already an abandoned place."
"Abandoned place?" the old man Pinghe murmured, his gaze far-reaching.
The conversation ends here.
When they came to the beach again, what the two of them were talking about was a completely different topic. "Old monster, why did you say it would take ten months to take that step?" Garrodos asked in confusion.
.
"I don't know why, but I just know the time." Old Pinghe shook his head and said, "Old friend, I leave this question to you. I don't understand it, and I don't have time to understand it."
"Are you so sure that I will take this step?" Garrodos asked.
"Sooner or later." Old Man Pinghe said with the same certainty.
"I think so too." Garrodos chuckled, "Old monster, when the time comes, shall we compete?"
"I'm not a lunatic like you. When the time comes, you should compete with my disciple. He has already reached the level of mage, and he is in the middle." The old man Ping He said with great confidence.
After hearing this, Garrodos almost jumped up, "Your disciple? That little doll you took in twenty years ago?"
"He is no longer a little baby." The old man Ping He said with a smile.
"Damn it, I don't even know what to say." Garrodos muttered like a child at this time.
"That's it, old friend, I'm leaving." The old man Pinghe stepped forward, hugged Garrodos, and then his body disappeared in just a moment, and disappeared from Garrodos's induction.
In the midst of the imperceptible tide of elements, there is a piece of information coming like the wind:
"By the way, old friend, maybe you can ask your question to someone, and maybe you can get an unexpected answer. That is a young apprentice who is only at level 7, and he is thirteen years old this year." rs!.