Netheril’s Brilliance

Four thousand years ago, Ovakin was born in the large swamp that bordered the Howth Mountains and the Dili Plain. At that time, the Howth Mountains were far less cold than they are now, and the moist swamp with many trees was still warm. The large amount of water vapor always forms a hazy fog which makes people annoying.

As one of countless abandoned five-color dragon eggs, Ovakin’s fate will generally be eaten by a certain magical creature as ordinary food. After all, his parents seem to be young dragons who have not reached the legendary level. The dragon's egg is not much stronger than the eggs of ordinary animals.

But luckily, the gray dragon egg drenched in the mud was recognized by a kind-hearted half-dragon sacrifice.

The elderly half-dragon sacrifice did not have the prejudice that the five-color dragon was regarded as the incarnation of evil, or the old sacrifice as the "evil half-dragon people" considered by ordinary people was very aware of the irrationality of racial prejudice. A "son of salvation" who yearns for kindness can be born among demons, and a kind-hearted camp like him will also appear among evil half-dragons. So why can't a black dragon become a great and kind existence?

Holding this incomparably naive idea to ordinary people, the old priest resolutely carried the dragon egg back to the tribe.

It is precisely because of this that the first face Ovac saw when he was born was not the evil black dragon's grinning smile, nor the hungry mouth of wild creatures. What he saw was the old sacrificial scaly but very kind. Face, Ovakin still remembers the first words the old priest said to it at that time:

"Little guy, just call Ovakin, you will be a kind dragon."

That's right, the syllable of Ovakiin means "good dragon" in the language of half-dragons.

As a result, Little Ovakin began a childhood life that was completely different from all black dragons.

Before breaking free from the cage, Ovakin was actually very susceptible to the evil blood of the five-color dragon. In addition, the young dragon in the Wyrmling period was very ignorant. For at least a hundred years, Leovaqin had always It makes the half-dragon tribes furious, which also makes the old sacrificial priests who try to conceal the existence of the black dragon really sad.

Fortunately, the half-dragon tribe is located in the depths of the swamp, and there are no precious magical materials in the swamp. The usually inaccessible people have successfully helped Ovakin hide his existence. In this way, Ovakin Almost all of his childhood was spent in the half-dragon tribe. Whether it was a silly half-dragon or a kind old priest, they regarded Ovakin as a real family member, and Ovakin himself was true. Think of this little half-dragon tribe as his home.

Maybe it’s to let the little black dragon behave all day long, maybe it’s really thinking about cultivating Ovakin as a rare spellcaster. When the black dragon grew to the young dragon period, the old priest began to treat Ova. Kein's magic teaching.

It is said to be magic teaching, but in fact, Ovaki is self-studying most of the time. The old priest himself is a formal shaman. In fact, his understanding of magic is more only at the theoretical level. This kind of half-hearted The theory is clearly not suitable for teaching.

However, the old priest unexpectedly possessed a large collection of books related to magic. I don’t know what kind of adventure the old priest went through when he was young to get a wealth of book knowledge. Books about magic are from magic enlightenment to spells. The ranks are all-encompassing, and it is because of the credit of these books, under the coercion and temptation of the old priest, the impatient black dragon smoothly becomes a spellcaster.

In fact, before breaking free from the prison, Ovakin’s spellcasting level was really not that good. Tiamat’s heirs were actually not suitable for being a mage at all. Apart from anything else, the grumpy black dragon had difficulty even calming down and meditating. It's not that the old priest used powerful means to force it, this black dragon probably couldn't learn even a spell at all.

In this way, Ovak was stumbled until he became the master of the young dragon. It itself didn’t think there was anything wrong with it. In Ovak’s eyes, the world was so peaceful and peaceful. Every day, I wake up with the sound of "hey ha" from the half-dragon people hitting the boulders for exercise, and then use their unskilled breath to kill a few innocent birds, exercise unskilled flight in the dense fog, and enter Looking for sweet and sour berries in the bush full of thorns... In retrospect, Ovakin would be intoxicated by that carefree time no matter what.

But... in this cruel world, happiness is destined to never last!

Just when Ovakin really thought that such days would continue indefinitely... An extremely huge sad news came to the little Ovakin who was still rolling in the thorns to "massage" the dragon scales.

The life of the old priest is exhausted!

As an official-level shaman, the life span of the old priest is only a thousand years old. With the influence of the dark wounds left by his youth, the old priest finally ushered in the end of his life on the 876th birthday. .

At the time of dying, the only person who was sad at the old sacrificial window was Ovakin. The wisdom of the other half-dragons did not understand death at all. The old sacrificial priest has not left yet, those heartless and heartless. Half-long people began to pray for their ancestors to choose new sacrifices.

However, Ovak was different. From beginning to end, the huge black dragon stood by the old priest's side until... he didn't want to face the moment quietly.

After thousands of years, Ovakin still remembers the old priest's entrustment to him before his death:

"Little guy, death and birth are both inevitable for us, so don't be afraid of and escape from it. My life is about to come to an end, but my dream will be passed on forever by you... Seeing those Clan, most of them are stupid in peacetime, crazy in wartime, but it’s not to blame them, not everyone can resist the evil bloodline successfully, this kind of curse has given us strong bodies and deprived us of many Not much wisdom, because of such a curse, we will never be able to integrate into this world as a member of intelligent creatures..."

At this time, the old priest's eyes had begun to lose sight, but his lips were still creeping slowly-he was not reconciled:

"I dream that the poor person cursed by blood can live freely in the sun, but as a shaman, I can't figure out a solution to the problem until death, but maybe a mage can have different ideas... ...But I am destined to not be able to see that day come..."

The old priest stared silently at the ceiling in front of him. He couldn't make any sound anymore, but Ovakin still firmly remembered the old man's last lips:

"Maybe a little selfish...but ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ my dream......I will leave it to you, Ovakin".

On that day, a person who was most important to Ovakin left the world. On that day, Ovakin truly broke free and embarked on the path of a spellcaster, that is, on that day, A real and kind black dragon was born in the depths of the misty swamp...

"Old man, your dream will be passed on by me, how can I just turn to ashes like this"!

At this moment, with the end of the memory, Ovakin's consciousness exploded in the depths of his soul with a terrifying roar:

"I am Ovakin-Sour Maw. I want all those who dare to violate my land to pay the price"! ...

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