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Chapter 103 [Star Vision] (Please support the monthly ticket~)

(This is today's update, I put two chapters together, 8,000 words.)

Chapter 103 [Star Vision]

Let's ignore everything that happened on the ice field for now, such as wind shields, dragons chasing and killing, etc...

Three days later, the eve of the National Day of the 960th anniversary of the founding of the Roland Empire.

imperial capital.

This is the largest city on the Roland Continent. The Lancang Grand Canal in the north has been dug repeatedly by several generations of emperors of the empire. It was originally a moat that only served as a defense function, and now it traverses the east and west territories of the empire, facing the northwest of the empire to the west. The Oslia Mountains, a big river facing the sea in the east, is also a dividing line dividing the north and south of the empire.

Just before night fell, the setting sun shone on the Lancang Grand Canal in the north of the imperial capital. Slowly, the afterglow of the setting sun dragged on the majestic city walls. The average height of the city walls on the north and west sides of the imperial capital was 20 meters. As high as 30 meters, it was built hundreds of years ago during the turmoil of the empire, that is, the era of the rise of the Augustinian dynasty. In order to resist the rebellious aliens in the northwest and the warlords in the north, the empire spent a huge price to strengthen the northwest. defense force. Standing on the 30-meter-high city tower, you can even look far away at the north bank of the Lancang Grand Canal, the garrison city ten miles away from the imperial capital.

Tonight, on the eve of the National Day, according to the tradition, the chairman of the Roland Continent Magic Union and the court astrologer of the empire will perform divination on the tallest tower in the north, look at the starry sky, and predict the future of the empire... Naturally, there will be more Please ask several well-known scholars to write two colorful articles to cater to the current emperor. His Majesty Augustine VI.

At this moment, under the city tower, two teams of royal guards replaced the city guards to guard the tower, and above the tower, surrounded by countless royal guards with bright armor, on the tallest tower, stood several The most prominent dignitary in the imperial capital. Several people dressed in court noble service were whispering. Anxiously waiting for the court astrologer who was watching the astrology above - although the results are the same every year, they have to say some high-sounding formulas. It's just a situation, but every nobleman pretended to be worried about the fate of the empire, otherwise, how could he show how patriotic he is?

The only one who looked a little uncomfortable was an old man standing beside the Star Observation Tower with an indifferent expression.

The old man was wearing a black robe made of the rarest golden silk produced in the south of the empire. This kind of golden silk was a kind of silk grown in the south of the empire. The silk produced by pure black silkworms is extremely rare, with an annual output of less than two hundred catties. The market price is more expensive than gold, so it is nicknamed "golden silkworm". This kind of silk is supposed to be a tribute to the palace, and only a very small number can be circulated in the market, unless it is the kind of top-notch rich and powerful, or someone with an extremely prominent status. Only then can we have the financial resources to wear clothes made of this silk.

Although the old man looked extremely old, his head and beard were still black, especially his pair of eyes, which were as dark and bright as night, which was different from the blue and green eyes of most people in Roland Continent, but this strange black eyes. But it added a bit of mystery to the old man.

About two steps away from the old man, stood four or five people of different heights, fat and thin. These people all had serious faces and lowered eyelids, standing silently behind him. All of them were wearing a set of mainland-standard magician white robes, and looking at the magician badges on the chests of these people... these few actually wore a golden clover badge that symbolized the status of a great magician! These people are all magicians above level eight

As for the old man, on his robe, there was a faint gold border on the edge, like a totem of flames, on his chest. Pinned a little gold badge.

This is an olive leaf. Although it is made of gold, the pattern looks very simple. Under the night sky, there was a faint luster.

There is only one such badge in the whole continent! And this badge, in Roland Continent, from a certain point of view, can even be more majestic than His Majesty's scepter.

The chairman of the Roland Continent Magician's Union, Yago Dogan, wearing this expensive golden silk mage robe and the badge of the chairman of the Magician's Guild, looked boredly at the court astrologer in the Observation Tower pretending to be He squinted his eyes like that, holding a bunch of messy things, mumbling once, looking at the sky with those squinted eyes, murmuring something. .

From the bottom of his heart, Jago Dogan disapproved of this so-called astrology. He is the most orthodox magician. There are two professions that orthodox magicians look down on: one is magic pharmacist. As the chairman of the magicians union, Mr. Dogan once proposed to kick the magic pharmacist out of the magician's rank. ranks. The second type is the astrologer. In his opinion, this trick of thinking that looking at the stars in the sky can get the will of the gods and predict the future is a deception. The only way to understand the gods is to delve into magic, the various forces in this world, and the forces of nature.

The last gleam of the sun's afterglow finally disappeared, and the sky was completely dark. In the east, a crescent moon has quietly floated in the sky. As the sun fades, the stars in the sky gradually reveal their outlines.

The court astrologer wore a gorgeous robe and continued to tinker with his own things with a serious face...

What made Doug a little boring was that although no one believed the results of the divination, it was a necessary ritual. This kind of divination every year was actually just a good opportunity to pat the emperor's horse. Although Doug hates this kind of thing, he is the chairman of the Magician's Guild. He is already in this vanity fair. Coming to this kind of occasion and participating in this kind of ceremony is a manifestation of respect for the imperial power.

Moreover, the Magician's Union also receives a large amount of donated gold coins from the royal family every year as funds.

It was still cold at night. It's a pity, in order to show respect for heaven and earth. These powerful magicians can't use even a small magic to keep warm. The magicians are very old, and even Doug himself feels a little chill-he even maliciously guessed whether this boring ceremony is just a small way for His Majesty the Emperor to dislike the Magician Union. Mischievous revenge? Deliberately let these people stand here and freeze all night?

Doug curled his lips and glanced under the tower.

The attendants of the temple were already waiting there, according to tradition. The results of the divination will be sent to the palace and the temple respectively, by the two "Your Majesties" of the Roland Continent. An emperor, a pope, praying in palaces and temples at the same time. Thank God for the instructions.

But things are a little different this year. The elders of the temple did not come, but only a high priest under the pope was sent. In previous years, none of the grand knights of the Holy Knights, who were the representative of the temple, came this year. Level holy knight recharge.

The three major knights. One mutinied and two were killed. Such news has already spread across the continent. It looks like the temple is in trouble. I heard that the elders were all sent out to hunt down the rebellious Grand Knight Commander Hussein.

The relationship between the Magician's Guild and the temple has always been very cold, and Doug is somewhat gloating in his heart.

It is estimated that His Majesty the Pope in the temple must be in a bad mood now? With such a bad mood, but still pretending to be okay to preside over the grand prayer ceremony... Doug smiled slightly, he didn't even notice it, he laughed out loud.

according to rules. In this kind of divination ceremony, the people next to them are not allowed to make any sound.

But Doug's identity is here, who dares to blame him? The emperor's representative, a palace steward, just looked carefully at the chairman of the magician's union, and didn't dare to speak.

(If now, a star suddenly falls from the sky. It will be lively.) Doug guessed wildly in his heart.

Just about a hundred years ago in the empire, during an astrology ceremony on the eve of National Day, for some unknown reason, a vision suddenly appeared in the starry sky. It seems to be falling towards the sky! The terrible scene stunned everyone, and everyone thought it was an ominous sign. The astrological ritual divination produced such a scene, and everyone thought it was a terrible thing. As a result, after that time, this extremely ominous sign. It caused a turmoil in the imperial capital. Astrologers believed that there were evil spirits coming to the world to endanger the fate of the empire. This excuse was used by the big shots in the imperial capital as the best excuse to attack political opponents. For a while, His Majesty the Emperor was also deeply involved, watching those big dignitaries arguing, and the Emperor killed many people because of it.

That was a hundred years ago. Now that such a big event happened in the temple, if the same phenomenon as a hundred years ago appeared in the starry sky tonight, would it cause some royal troubles again? .

Suspecting maliciously, Doug waited idly for the ceremony to end.

Finally, in the middle of the night, the bumbling astrologer was as exhausted as if he had run ten kilometers in one breath. He sat down on the ground panting, his face covered with sweat, and his whole body seemed to be weak. The prepared parchment in front of him was filled with the results of his so-called divination, and those ghostly symbols were probably only understood by himself.

"Okay! Thanks to the blessings of the gods, the fortune of the empire is prosperous." The court astrologer exhaustedly rolled up a roll of parchment, and then solemnly handed it to the court supervisor.

It's hard for him... Every year, I have to play tricks like this once a year. Chairman Doug sneered secretly, but he still pretended to be happy. Seeing the court director Shuang said that he came to him holding the parchment, the chairman of the Magician's Guild looked solemn, and then swiped his fingers a few times , cast a permanent cure. This spell keeps the parchment intact for hundreds of years. Then, this ridiculous ghost painting talisman will be solemnly kept in a secret file in the palace...

In fact, this kind of permanent curing technique can be performed by any magician of level five or six, and Chairman Doug doesn't need to do it himself at all-it's just for gestures and walking the process.

Doug was relieved to be able to go back after finishing his last work for the night. It's really cold on this tower.

But it seems that it is destined, this night will definitely not be peaceful!

Just when everyone was about to leave. Suddenly, I heard a burst of muffled thunder coming from the sky like a summer night, and then when everyone looked around, they saw a bright spot of light expanding rapidly on the sky in the northeast. Immediately there was a star, and the whole body was red. With the whistling long tail flame, the long tail flame is like a broom held upside down. Roaring, piercing the sky, as if a red fire burned a scratch in the sky, falling towards the west...

Everyone was stunned, looking at this vision in the sky as if in a daze...

After a long time, the court director suddenly changed color, showing a panic expression on his face. Opening his mouth wide, he yelled suddenly: "The stars are falling! The stars are falling!!! The broom star!!!"

This shout immediately resonated with everyone, as if a stone had been thrown into the calm water. Suddenly, there was a buzzing sound, and the voices of the people boiled up. Everyone had different expressions, and some panicked. Some meditated, some secretly delighted, some worried...

In short, everyone has other thoughts in their hearts, worrying about the country and the people, worrying about the fate of the country because of this terrible celestial phenomenon, and some people know about the turmoil a hundred years ago. Secretly thinking about what kind of disturbance this matter might cause, some people even began to think about how to take advantage of the momentum of this matter...

The only ones who didn't make a sound were Mr. Doug, the chairman of the Magic Union, and the court astrologer.

The difference is that Doug feels a little ridiculous. He is a magician, but he doesn't believe that this phenomenon of stars is the guidance of a god. It's just that I just had that kind of thought in my heart just now, and it happened, and I couldn't help but feel a little ridiculous-could I be suitable to be an astrology master?

And that palace astrologer was completely scared out of his wits!

The broom star appears! This is clearly very ominous! It is clearly a big bad sign! But I just "divinated" the result of the prosperity of the country. Immediately this broom star appeared. Didn't he slap his mouth hard?

Losing face is small. But when this happened, His Majesty was furious. I'm afraid I'm going to be in bad luck! !

Plop, the court astrologer fell limply on the ground, but no one around him reached out to help him, and some people looked at this guy with pitiful eyes...

When the broom star appeared in the sky a hundred years ago, the emperor immediately chopped off the court astrology master!

This guy... looks like another unlucky ghost.

It doesn't matter if it's a broom star or anything. Chairman Doug is too lazy to participate in this kind of boring thing, so let these royal nobles mess around by themselves, and the Magician's Union will not be involved in this dispute.

Thinking of this, Chairman Doug nodded to the already pale palace chief, and then prepared to leave.

But at this moment, a man wearing a mage's robe quickly ran up the tower, and knocked down several nobles along the way. If it weren't for the fact that his mage's badge was of a high level and he was well-known in the imperial capital, many people would Everyone knows him, and I'm afraid he was stopped by the Royal Guards long ago. .

The mage who rushed up quickly ran to Doug's side, and then he didn't care about the etiquette, and with a solemn face, he whispered something in Doug's ear in front of so many people .

Originally, the chairman of the magic guild was still a little dissatisfied, thinking that whispering in public was a disrespectful act, but before he could utter the words of reproach, his face suddenly changed when he heard the other party's whispering clearly!

Chairman Doug trembled slightly, and the people standing around him couldn't help but wonder. What is it that can change the color of the leader of the magicians in the whole continent?

"He... is really dead?" Doug's face was more gloomy and gloomy: "Are you sure?"

"Sure." The magician who broke in had cold sweat on his forehead: "The original stone he left behind has been shattered..."

There were a few people who were standing close by, and they couldn't help feeling surprised when they heard this last sentence.

In the Magician's Guild, those senior magicians who have reached a certain level can get great honor and even some direct help from the Magician's Guild. Because any powerful magician is a precious power and wealth to the Magicians Guild. It's a pity that all strong men are eccentric by nature. And like to be free and unrestrained, and even like to travel everywhere. In order to deal with this phenomenon, the magic union uses a "natural stone", which is a kind of life imprint magic. Every great magician will leave his life imprint in the original stone, and once the magician Gone, even in the ends of the earth. The original stone of life has an induction, and it will shatter. In this way, the Magicians Union can at least grasp whether these senior magicians are still alive or not.

"Are you sure it's his piece?" Yago-Doug, the magician leader of the Roland Continent, had deep eyes flashing in his black eyes. The president of the Magician's Guild was trembling with his fingers.

"Sure." The sorcerer who came to report said in a low voice: "It is the oldest piece of rough stone in storage...it really shattered."

After all, he is the chairman of the magician's union in the whole continent, Yagodouge immediately realized. This is not a place to express emotions, he tried his best to gather his mind, and quickly issued an order:

"Investigate immediately! Where did he die and how did he die? I don't think there is any strong person on this continent who can kill him! Oh my god, he died... You must find out! And him That female apprentice, that little girl, that stuttering eighth-level magician who was brought to the Magician Union for assessment back then! You must find her! By the way, the most important point. You remember!" Yago said Ge took a deep breath: "Last month, according to the report, didn't he take away the young master of the Luo Lin family? Find him! Find the young master of the Luo Lin family! We must at least know what happened! For what reason, such a powerful magician will die! Maybe when he died, the young master of Luo Lin’s family would be by his side! Go find it! But find it! Go!!”

After finishing speaking, the sorcerer who reported the letter hurriedly responded. Yago-Doug forced a smile at those people who cast surprised eyes around him, and then sighed: "It's nothing, don't be surprised, it's just that today seems destined to be an ominous day... The Magician's Guild has lost a lot. A legendary great magician! The mentor I shared with the previous chairman of the Magicians Guild, the great legendary magician... Gandolf, passed away."

As soon as the voice fell, the audience was in an uproar~

On this night, when the entire imperial capital was alarmed by the unexpected star vision, when Mr. Chairman Yagodoug changed his color because of the amazing news.

At the northern end of the Roland continent. Cross the Lancang Grand Canal. Across thousands of miles of northern plains, to the vast frozen forest. In the dense forest, the snow is as thick as a man's knee.

A group of people were struggling to walk in the woods.

Du Wei replaced Hussein's position and walked at the front of the queue to open the way. He held Hussein's long sword in his hand. The original long sword of refined steel was covered with terrible cracks, and the front The blade is still full of dense gaps.

Du Wei's condition was very bad. He walked with a strange limp, and the long sword in his hand was more used as a walking stick than occasionally splitting the thorns blocking the road in front of him.

Behind Du Wei, the condition of the paladin Hussein was even worse than Du Wei's. Hussein wrapped his head with a piece of cloth, and his left eye was also wrapped. Under the cloth, there was dark red blood. The color oozes out, the knight looks extremely weak, he coughs unceasingly while gasping, blood mixed with spittle flows out from the corner of his mouth, his chest and back are severely injured, and one arm is simply suspended. It hit his chest, making his walking very unsteady, and he barely followed behind Du Wei. .

And behind it, a woman so beautiful that it was almost terrifying, was naturally Her Majesty Queen Medusa. It's just that Her Majesty Queen Medusa's face was so pale that it was almost transparent at the moment, her eyes were still closed, and her expression seemed indifferent, but what was surprising was that she was unable to walk by herself. Beside her was a big mouse more than one meter tall. Gargamel was supporting her vigorously. Medusa's body was so limp as if half of her bones were missing, and almost half of her body weight was on the poor mouse's prime minister. body.

And Gargamel, poor God, almost all of its gray fur was burnt black, half of its long mouse tail was cut off, and even one of its ears was almost cut off.

Among this group of people, the only one who looks intact is that elegant penguin, Mr. QQ.

Qq was still twisting its fat body, barely following the end of the line with its short feet.

Du Wei. Hussein, Medusa, Gargamel, qq.

In this small team, no matter if it was a human, a snake, a mouse, or a penguin, all of them were downcast and solemn.

And only. There is one less person.

The old magician, the old immortal. No longer in the team.

Walking in the frozen forest is extremely difficult. Du Wei and others are all wounded. This team has several top powerhouses in the mainland, and now they are almost disabled. Even walking in the frozen forest is difficult. Very strenuous.

"Canyon! Look! It's a canyon! We've arrived at the territory of the Treant Race." Du Wei, who was walking in the front, suddenly shouted loudly.

In the distance, in the crevices of dense trees. It can be seen that the low peaks on both sides spread out, and it is the canyon originally occupied by Medusa.

"When you get inside, the Fountain of Youth can heal your injuries, Hussein." Du Wei sighed.

The knight looked gloomy, and said nothing, humming in a low voice.

He suddenly puffed up his chest and strode past Du Wei, who faltered. But with a hint of unyielding, Du Wei sighed, looked at Hussein's back, and was about to say something.

The knight suddenly turned around and glanced at Du Wei with his only remaining eye: "Remember, sooner or later, I will kill him back! Use that old dragon's head to commemorate that dead old immortal guy! "

"I believe." Du Wei nodded, there was no trace of a joke on his face, and there was determination in his eyes: "Although I also don't like that old guy very much, we will definitely seek revenge from the Dragon Clan! Most definitely!"

"Du Wei." Hussein suddenly swayed, and he, who had insisted on relying on a will, finally couldn't stand at this moment. After he swayed, he reached out to support a big tree beside him, and the rest That eye stared at Du Wei carefully: "Listen. The old dragon killed him. So now, you and I are the only descendants of Aragorn left in this world. I don't care if you want to or not." No, we all have to take on this mission! Especially you! So, I hope you don’t give up half-heartedly, the current situation does not allow you to have a chance to waver! If we want to seek revenge from the Dragon Clan, then you must grow up to be with Aragorn The same strong! Otherwise, none of us would be the opponent of that old dragon, neither of us!"

So what happened in these three days?

A few years later, Du Wei once mentioned his first adventure experience in this life to the people around him, from the frozen forest to the sacred mountain of the Dragon Clan. Speaking of returning from fleeing, he mentioned the hunting game agreed with the patriarch of the dragon clan at the end. Afterwards, Du Wei would have a faint hatred for this experience.

"At that time, we had already found a way to deal with the magic formation in the ice field, but no one thought that the patriarch of the dragon clan, that old dragon, came too fast! I thought we would go for two days first, and we would have to wait for him to catch up with us." One day, in this way, we have at least three days to escape. Unexpectedly... the old dragon came too fast, and within two and a half days, it had already caught up with us... If it wasn't for Gando husband……"

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OK, let's turn the clock back to three days.

Location: Forgotten Icefields.

The time was three days before the National Day of the 960th anniversary of the founding of the Roland Empire.

A terrible storm swept across, and several tornadoes formed a huge storm group that was almost terrifying, enveloping an adventure team in it. The magic circle may be broken at any time...

"A windshield needle? Is this a windshield needle?" Du Wei looked at QQ and looked at the thing in his hand in disbelief. .

Because, qq finally found a long box among the many relics of Aragorn. After opening it, there was a simple long sword inside!

The scabbard is inlaid with seven eye-sized gemstones, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue and purple! Gemstones of seven colors are inlaid on the scabbard, and the hilt is densely covered with circles of strange patterns, making it feel very tight and comfortable to hold in the hand.

I don't know how many years old this sword is, but... it is clearly a sword!

"This is the windshield." QQ's tone was very firm: "Master Aragon left it for me, I will not remember it wrong."

Behind him, the old magician had been staring blankly at this thing, and suddenly, he shouted loudly: "This... this is Aragorn's sword!"

"What?" Du Wei looked back at the old guy.

"The colorful gemstones on the scabbard are actually the magic cores of seven high-level monsters that Aragorn killed when he traveled the continent! This is the most powerful magic-blessing weapon recorded in the literature! And it is unparalleled in sharpness. Invincible!" The old magician suddenly became excited:

"This... This is the sword of the king! It is the sword of the king left by Aragorn!"

Is it a windshield? Or... the sword of the king? !

"Okay!" Du Wei shouted: "Stop talking nonsense! It doesn't matter what kind of king's sword or windshield it is! As long as it can protect us from this damn storm! Otherwise, we will It's over! Now, qq, tell me how to use this thing! Quick!"

QQ looked at Du Wei very dissatisfied: "I said, I don't like this name very much!"

"Quick!" Du Wei gritted his teeth impatiently with the penguin.

"Okay." QQ sighed: "Master Aragon told me that as long as his missionary can pull it out of the scabbard..."

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