His mind was like a revolving door recalling everything he had experienced during the phantom spell, Malik's pleading, the dragon's eyes, and Merlin's meaningful look back.
None of this is a coincidence. I am accustomed to spectacles.
"Who am I?"
Facing Dragon and Malik, I had too many questions, but at this moment, I had no more questions.
Malik stepped forward and stroked Dragon's head affectionately. Dragon's eyes no longer had the domineering and angry look in the peak battle.
There is an extra clarity, just like a clear spring occasionally seen in the grassland in the lake area. After countless experiences, it finally becomes dull.
Malik slowly sat down leaning on Dragon's head, and Youyou said: "Hey, Dragon, as the last dragon, has lived long enough. Dragon, our journey is almost over.
"
Dragon laughed slightly, as if he was afraid of disturbing Malik's rest.
"Henmo, what you are holding in your hand now is a real knight's sword. It does not belong to that poor Mordred, nor does it belong to Merlin, nor does it belong to the indecisive Julio Heli. It now
Only yours. Son of magic, Henmo."
I looked at the Sword of Mordred in my hand. Perhaps this name no longer suits it.
"So, does it have a name?" This question may be too stupid, because Malik and Dragon couldn't help laughing after hearing it.
"Perhaps, it doesn't have to have a name. You can call it whatever you want. The key is that you are its owner now." Malik explained to me.
I walked towards Dragon. At this time, I no longer had any fear of it, because I understood that only this last dragon could tell me everything I wanted to know.
Dragon narrowed his eyes and looked me up and down, and then said to me: "Henmo, I understand what you have experienced along the way, but believe me, all of this is just the beginning of your extraordinary life, and you still have many wonderful things to come.
Stories need to be experienced. Now, let me finish the beginning for you."
"Your natural magical talent was sealed by your father and mother because they were afraid that your talent would be the price you would have to bear in the future. In fact, you should have discovered that your elemental affinity is unparalleled, but your elemental control is not good or bad.
Damn, only when you get this sword can you control it with ease, right?"
I nodded. Dragon was right. I had already discovered this when I left Merlin Academy, but my knowledge of magic was basically zero and I couldn't figure out which link was wrong.
Dragon looked at me with satisfaction: "Henmo, what you have is a supreme talent comparable to the legendary Merlin. I have already met two such people, but you are the last hope.
"Before humans learned to control magic, we dragons were born partners of the elements, and we could freely control various natural elements in the world.
"And Merlin is the first person among humans who can rival us. Before his death, we had already prophesied that one day in the future, there will be someone who can fulfill his unfinished wish and completely solve the black magic.
Problems that are poisoning the world.”
When I heard such a grand vision, I quickly shook my head: "But I don't know anything now, and I'm just a country boy."
Dragon laughed even louder: "Merlin was born in a more remote small village, and he never received a promotion in his life. Henmo's birth is an excuse for cowards to hesitate, and a stepping stone for heroes to reach the top.
"What's more, you are a bloodline of the Corinan family. To a certain extent, the Corinan family is the most similar to our dragon family I have ever seen."
"Dragon, I think you should have predicted that if I leave this sword, I will no longer have the ability to control the elements, because they have been sealed." The encounter in the elemental secret realm will always be in my heart.
The thorn cannot be removed, as if it is lodged in the throat.
"Everything is destined, do you understand, Heng Mo, it's just that the time has not come yet.
"As for the Elemental Secret Realm, maybe we will meet there in the future.
"Now, Henmo, my time is up, and the most exciting time for your story has come." After Dragon finished speaking, he flapped his wings with satisfaction and looked back at Malik.
"Malik, my old friend, the dragon clan's mission, and Merlin's wish, I have all handed over to this child. It's time for you too."
After listening, Malik nodded, walked to me, stroked my face and said: "Henmo, we know everything about you. I'm sorry that I can't give you more help, but now remember that I give you
Use your knowledge of black magic well."
As he spoke, Malik put the crutch on my head. For a moment, my head felt like it was being chopped by an axe, and more symbols I didn't recognize poured into it.
Finally, Malik let go of me, and I fell to the ground and passed out.
"Henmo, Henmo, wake up." Laura's voice came to my ears, and I slowly opened my eyes.
Her hair was messy and she was very embarrassed, and Sibal next to her was looking at me with blood all over her body.
After getting up, he quickly looked around and saw that Ku Jin was squatting beside Malik blankly, his back rising and falling, as if he was crying.
"What's going on?" I saw their distressed appearance and knew something must have happened. I quickly got up, but my head had not yet recovered from the pain, so I stumbled and almost fell face down.
Sibal stepped forward to support me and gasped: "Mr. Henmer, there was a sudden explosion at the foot of Metmont Mountain. A group of people in black cloaks suddenly rushed into the ice castle. Kujin used magic to destroy the ice castle.
The seal led us to escape here."
I ran towards Kujin, who had already sorted out Malik's remains. Before he could ask any more questions, he led us through the corridor and into a passage behind the stage: "You guys, go out from here and get down to Metmont Mountain. Hurry up."
Find a hiding place and escape as soon as the storm passes. Leave this place to me."
Then he threw three snow-white cloaks to us: "Put this on, it will help you."
After saying that, he pushed us out of the passage.
It was completely white outside, and when I turned back, the passage had disappeared, leaving only the white snow-capped mountains in front of me.
Without any time to think, I took Laura and Sibal and quickly put on white cloaks and walked through the mountainside.
Not far away, another dull explosion came from the top of the mountain.
We quickly got into the woods to check the situation, and saw a stream of flames erupting from the place we just walked down.
"No!" Laura was about to shout, but I quickly covered her mouth.
Needless to say, Kujin should be dead, and Malik and Dragon had left calmly before that.
There were so many separations and separations along the way that maybe I was numb, but at this moment, a rage ignited in my heart that could not be extinguished and kept hitting my chest.
The three of us didn't dare to stay in the woods for long, so we kept our heads down and walked through the woods with the help of the cover of our snow-white cloaks. We must reach the camp of the Desolate Magicians Group before dawn tomorrow.
I have an ominous feeling that they are in danger.