Chapter 68 The Meeting of the Dragon and the Son of Magic
Chapter 68 The meeting between the dragon and the son of magic
Back in the hall of the ice castle, I had received too much information but had more questions.
Except Gaines and I, Laura and Sibal were exhausted. It seemed that their mental strength had been overloaded by the powerful magic.
Kujin walked slowly from outside the hall at this time. Malik arranged for Kujin to find two rooms for Laura and Sibal to rest, and then gave Kujin a bottle of potion.
After Kukin took the two of them away, he said to Gaines and me: "Yes, Gaines, this little guy from your Corinan family is very good, and his eyes are still bright. Henmo, are you interested in accompanying me?"
Want to take a walk?”
I looked at Gaines, but he stretched and yawned and said: "Speaking of Malik, I am an old man after all and I can't stay up late. Let Henmo accompany you. I'll go back first."
rest."
After saying that, before I could say anything, Gaines snapped his fingers and disappeared.
I looked at Malik, who looked at me kindly, and then walked to the back of the hall.
I followed Malik with too many questions in my mind. I thought Malik still had many things that he had not said.
We came to the back of the stage, where there were many tables, chairs and benches, and a layer of dust had fallen. Malik walked to a stone wall and smiled at me: "Henmo, don't think about it, there are things behind this wall.
Things you need to know."
As he spoke, Malik's palm was suddenly wrapped in black magic. He slapped his palm on the stone, and the black magic also traveled along the seams of the stone.
The Sword of Mordred also began to stir around my waist. I tried hard to hold down the Sword of Mordred while holding the other sword I got from Sival tightly in my hand to prevent any unexpected events.
Malik looked back at me meaningfully and said, "Don't worry, Henmo, he doesn't dare to make mistakes here."
As black magic slowly covered the entire wall, the stones turned into smoke and dust like air and gradually disappeared. Malik took the lead and led me into the smoke. At this time, I discovered that behind the stone wall was a huge cave, as if in
A huge space carved out of the Metmont Mountains.
In the middle of the cave, sleeping is a giant dragon.
"Dragon?" I was really frightened now.
Malik smiled, pointed at the dragon and said, "Yes, the dragon that was saved from the brink of death by my brother with half of his soul, Dragon."
At this time, the giant dragon heard our voices, flapped its wings, and sat up. The huge air flow made me almost lose my balance. Fortunately, Malik had quick eyesight and quick hands, and gently tapped my back with his crutch, so I didn't lose my balance.
Fell to the ground.
"Malik, I thought you were dead." Dragon licked his wings and looked at Malik teasingly.
But Malik was not angry at all: "How could I die without you doing it yourself?"
With that said, Malik walked towards the dragon. I had just witnessed the peak battle between Merlin and Dragon. I was worried that Dragon would be unfavorable to Malik, so I quickly pulled out the sword of Mordred and rushed towards the dragon.
Lik: "Careful!"
At the same time, I protected Malik behind me and looked at Dragon warily.
Unexpectedly, Dragon and Malik burst out laughing at the same time. I felt as if I had done something stupid and froze in place, not knowing what to do.
Malik pulled me and said to Dragon: "Old friend, look who this is."
Dragon was so amused by what I just did. After finally calming down, he lowered his head and pressed it against my face. His huge eyes were bigger than my head.
"Ah, the only son of the Corinan family, the son of magic, Merlin's choice. Hmm, it's a bit interesting." Dragon said and sniffed me up and down, and I backed away in fear.
Then Dragon looked at the sword in my hand and sniffed: "Ah, the sword of sinners, the servant of black magic, a fool. It seems that the time of prophecy has come."
"Prophecy? What prophecy?" I looked at Malik.
Malik did not answer directly, but asked me to take out the other sword from my waist. I held the two swords in my hands, and Dragon nodded: "Morrie is a great blacksmith and a reliable friend.
Not like you, Malik."
This Dragon repeatedly teased Malik, but Malik was not angry at all. Shouldn't their relationship be incompatible?
Dragon saw that I was distracted and shouted to me: "Henmo! Pick up the sword!"
I was so frightened that I quickly raised the two swords high. Red flames appeared in Dragon's eyes, and then he yelled at me: "Don't run away! Face my flames!"
As the words fell, a huge flame from Dragon's mouth instantly surrounded me. I looked at the flames around me in horror, not knowing what to do.
Fortunately, the flames didn't seem to be interested in me, but kept rushing into the two swords. At this time, the Sibal family's heirloom sword was burned red all over, and Mordred's sword
It seems to be fighting against this flame.
At this time, outside the flames, Dragon's voice sounded again: "Henmo, combine the two swords into one."
"What?! How to do it!" I was confused when I heard this sentence.
"Two become one! Now!" It could be heard that Dragon was furious.
I could only move the two swords closer to each other according to my own understanding. At the moment of approaching, Mordred's sword emitted a whine. This whine wandered back and forth in my mind, seeming to beg me not to do this.
Do.
I hesitated, but at this time, Dragon's voice sounded again: "Don't be confused! Melt them together quickly!"
I shook my head and brought the two swords together. In an instant, the black and white magic power in the two swords burst out and entangled each other. At this time, the flames of the dragon's breath melted the two swords into
A red iron block, I felt like my hand was burned unconscious by a sword as red as a soldering iron.
Later, just before I collapsed, another dragon roar from Dragon came straight towards me. Then, my vision went black and I fainted.
When I woke up again, Dragon and Malik were all around me looking at me. After I stood up, I immediately looked at my hands, which were intact. At that time, too many questions were on my lips, but I didn’t know.
Which one to ask first.
Dragon smiled, and the huge laughter was in my ears, almost deafening me: "Henmo, this is not the first time you and I have met. Hundreds of years ago in the cave on the top of Metmont, I
Weren't you present for the last battle with Merlin?"
"Me? Isn't that the phantom technique?" I looked at Malik.
Dragon said: "Of course it is the phantom technique, but Malik used black magic to improve the phantom technique. You are the only one who is immersed in the scene. To be precise, you were also present at that time."
I looked at Malik and asked him what was going on. Malik stepped forward, looked into my eyes and said to me: "Henmo, because you are Merlin's choice to be the next magical child after his death.
You are destined to change the world of magic just like he did."