In ancient times, the magical creatures were in decline and their army retreated into the plains. The human wizards' army was ready to go outside the plains, and a war was about to break out.
At this time, Dailan made three prophecies and made half of her soul into alchemical life, leaving it in the ruins of the abyss.
This is the extent of Lan's history.
Then, she fell into a long sleep.
And Xiao Jin brought the historical truth afterwards——
With only half of her soul left, Dailan returned to the human army.
Because I am very suspicious. Magical creatures are obviously extremely powerful and are far from being suppressed by humans. Why do they show signs of being defeated by humans?
I am even more concerned about the prophecy that "the world is in the hands of magical creatures."
Plus, as an astrologer, she has outstanding ability in foreseeing opportunities and leading to victory.
As a member of the first vanguard team, Dailan entered the plain.
However, soon after they entered the plain, a horrific elemental storm erupted on the plain with a force that was almost earth-shattering, forcing the human army outside the plain to evacuate tens of thousands of miles away in a panic, not to mention breaking into the plain to see what was happening.
This storm lasted for a full ten years.
Mercator and Dailan's students who were left outside were extremely anxious, but they tried their best to get in but to no avail.
The violent elemental storm that covered the sky and the sun subsided a little after ten years, and the wizards were finally able to get a little closer to the original plain.
But then they were shocked to find that a "River of Elements" had permanently formed on the periphery of the plain. Elemental storms were still raging in this area, and no one could cross this natural barrier of death.
It was at this time that Mercator finally confirmed that he could no longer sense Dailan.
The contract he signed with Dailan was interrupted.
In fact, as early as ten years ago, the moment the storm broke out, the contract had been broken, and he could no longer sense Dailan's existence. At that time, he comforted himself by deceiving himself that the contract was only temporarily broken due to the terrifying energy fluctuations of the elemental storm, but now that the raging storm has subsided, he can no longer deceive himself.
"Merctor was desperate at the time," Xiao Jin said. "He spent a long time looking for the cause of the elemental storm. He even wanted to come to the ruins of the abyss to find the other half of Dailan's soul." It looked at Lan with its big eyes, "But he didn't dare to do that."
Dailan's third prophecy was for Mercator.
——"Have a good sleep, and when someone wakes you up from your dream, we will meet again."
She had already predicted her separation from Mercator, and also predicted their reunion.
The reason why Mercator did not collapse and was still frantically searching for all clues and hopes was because he was supported by this prophecy.
But at the same time, he didn't dare to disrupt any of Dailan's previous plans.
For example, Lan.
He was worried that if he woke Lan up early, it would change the future predicted by Dailan and they would never be able to meet again.
Xiao Jin didn't know whether Merctto found any clues or what he discovered later.
Its owner is Vincent, and it can only learn a few words about Mercator's movements from Vincent when Vincent pulls it over to chat when he is sad.
More than a hundred years passed after that.
It's old, and Vincent is old too.
It hadn't heard from Vincent about Merctor for a long time. It asked Vincent, and Vincent only said that Merctor was finally powerless, and he chose to listen to Dailan's words and fell asleep. He slept until someone woke him up, and slept until the day he and Dailan met again.
Later, its life came to an end.
After its death, it turned into a ghost and still accompanies Vincent.
Until Vincent's life came to an end.
One night before Vincent's death, he performed a reading.
It was huddled in the corner and watching when it saw the old man with white hair and beard suddenly burst into a hearty and relaxed laugh.
Then Vincent, who was already an old grandfather, asked it, Xiao Jin, can you help me, Teacher Dailan and Mr. Mercator?
It agreed.
Vincent touched its head: Will it be difficult and hard?
It still nodded.
It was sent to the abyss by Vincent and built a nest next to Delan's ruins. Like a gravekeeper, it guarded loyally.
But it has been too long.
Its sanity was gradually eroded and assimilated by the abyss.
This can't go on like this.
Vincent wanted it to bring a message to Dailan when half of her soul woke up.
It cannot be forgotten.
So it found a powerful Undead Lord and let the Undead Lord swallow it. It was inside the Undead Lord, isolated from the erosion of the abyss, firmly guarding its own consciousness, and fell into a long sleep.
Until he heard Dailan's voice and his own name, that precious bit of consciousness was finally awakened from the Undead Lord's body. He launched a counterattack and devoured the Undead Lord's will, which had been greatly weakened by Sigourney.
Ash listened to what Xiao Jin said and suddenly wanted to touch the little hamster's head.
How did the little hamster, who looked so cowardly, stop the Undead Lord and watch him eat it?
How did he hold on and not allow himself to be assimilated by the Undead Lord?
It seems that the Undead Lord knew about Dailan's ruins and had only a vague understanding of them. He mistakenly believed that the ruins could allow people to have everything. This probably came from the vague memories of Xiao Jin in his body, and he was misled by the unclear fragments of memory.
The little hamster seemed particularly relaxed and satisfied because he had finally accomplished his master's task. He lay on Meng's palm and earnestly conveyed Vincent's voice that spanned thousands of years: "The master said that he painted the place where Lord Mercator slept on the mural at the entrance of his academy. He is looking forward to and sincerely hopes that you can meet again soon."
"College?" Ash blinked. "Mural?" He seemed to have thought of something.
Xiao Jin tilted his head, "Didn't I tell you? The master is the Brilliant Throne, and he built a Brilliant Academy." Then he widened his eyes in panic, "Is this academy still there? Is it still there?!"
Ash was stunned for a long moment before he muttered, "...still there."
Sigourney also took a shallow breath and was very shocked.
The shining throne?
Could it be that Vincent is the first generation of Brilliant Throne?
Dailan’s student is the first generation of Brilliant Throne?
Ash said, "I am a student of Brilliant Academy."
Xiao Jin asked hurriedly, "Is the mural still there? The mural at the entrance of the academy?"
The mural with the night sky and stars? The mural with the words "Brilliant, Wizard Academy" hidden in the pattern?
Rumor has it that the mural will make you dizzy if you look at it for too long?
Become a mural of Yelena’s dark history as a child?
Ash nodded, "Yes." After thinking for a moment, he added, "Very beautiful."
If the dead could have tears, then Xiao Jin would have big tears falling down right now. He looked at Ash with bright eyes, "That was drawn by Vincent! It's so beautiful!"
Ash finally couldn't help himself and reached out, gently touching its head.
"So, the mural contains the map to find Mercator?" Meng put the hamster in Ash's palm. "For so many years, no one has figured out the hidden message in the mural. Can we understand it?"
"Of course." Lan suddenly said, firmly, "Vincent is my student."
As a teacher, how could you fail to recognize the work of your own students?
Meng laughed heartily: "What are you waiting for? Let's go back to the Brilliant King City. A student's good wishes to his teacher should not wait any longer."
…
They returned the same way and met Jane halfway.
Jane has put away all her emotions and returned to her cold and indifferent look.
Xiao Jin sat on Ash's other shoulder, looking at this good-looking yet imposing elf with his big eyes, and said in a particularly cowardly and flattering way, "Hello, my name is Xiao Jin, and my master is the powerful Vincent."
Jane murmured subconsciously: "Vincent?"
"Vincent is..." He is the most outstanding astrologer, one of the first thrones of the Wizard Association, and the lord of the Brilliant Throne...
But Vincent is gone.
He no longer has a master by whom he can show off his power.
Xiao Jin stared at Jane blankly, as if he finally realized this clearly. After completing the task assigned by his master with tense nerves, he relaxed and a feeling of weakness took over, making him stunned for a long time, and then he howled "Wow".
It had no tears, but it kept wiping its eyes with its two little paws and crying very sadly.
Ash was stunned for a moment and wanted to raise his hand to touch it to comfort it, but with Lan on his other shoulder, he couldn't do that.
Just when I was getting anxious, a hand reached out from the side and touched its fat body from head to toe. The movement was very quiet, but revealed a very reliable strength.
Xiao Jin saw the person who was stroking him from between his paws, whimpered, and said incoherently, "Thank you, thank you."
If it weren't for this beautiful vampire helping him weaken the original Undead Lord, it probably wouldn't have been so easy for it to turn the tables and gain control of this body.
Sigourney paused. “You’re welcome.”
Jane stared at Sigourney's interaction with the undead hamster stiffly, with a blank look in her inorganic eyes. What happened? Did he make the hamster cry? Did he do something wrong?
He raised his hand, as if he also wanted to touch the hamster - in the hamster Xiao Jin's tearless howling, he seemed to see himself huddled in the corner not long ago.
It’s the same, after losing the person closest to you, you feel sad and painful.
But he raised his hand and put it down again.
Almost no one noticed his tiny movement.
Just almost.
Sigourney picked up the crying hamster and put it on Jane's shoulder without any hesitation: "Whoever makes it cry should take care of it."
The little hamster froze. Wow, it, it actually reached the shoulder of this super fierce elf?
I was so scared that I hiccuped and even my sadness was scared away.
Jane carefully stiffened her shoulders. Was it really him who made her cry?
take care of?
The heavy thoughts in my heart suddenly disappeared, and only a few big words were circling in my brain -
What should I do?
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