"When he told me these things about a child under the age of eight, I cried all night, and the devil's tears burned my cheeks and blurred the flesh. That's when I realized that demonic tears were so hot, and that demonic tears didn't come out of your eyes, but were so hot and burning your skin that they were cloudy. ”

Hearing this, Mo felt very uncomfortable, he originally thought that his childhood was already very tragic, but when he saw Sean, it was tragic. Sean didn't think much of it this time, and he continued to talk downward.

"By the time I was 10 years old, I had mastered all the mid-level magic of the dark element, and the first thing I did was resurrect that firesparrow, which is Angela, in undead form.

This silent rebellion drew the wrath of my father, who, instead of punishing me, killed the servant when I went out, and by the time I returned, the lowly servant had become piece by piece. While I was shocked, my father told me, "Punishment sometimes doesn't work, killing people is going to be punished!"

It was a long night, I didn't cry, I was ten years old and I had a firm belief that if I wanted to be who I wanted to be, I had to be strong enough. The next morning, when my father saw that I had not shed any tears, he publicly announced that I was the next heir to the family. After saying that, Sean looked at Mo, and the 14-year-old Mo didn't know how to express his thoughts and emotions, what kind of person would be cultivated by such a tyrannical and cruel family.

Mo has known Sean for less than a day, and it is difficult to guess Sean's temperament and personality, but at least there is nothing that makes Mo feel incredible. Sean shook his hands and continued, "After that, I tried to pretend to be the person my father wanted me to be, and it wasn't until I entered Nomithe, the world's top magic academy, that I began to slowly transform. ”

"The headmaster of Nomitte, his name is Randy, and he is one of the world's best players who is committed to cultivating the best for all races, including the Eye of Shuma. Nomit is one of the few places willing to accept Dark Elementalists, but the students, and even some of the teachers, don't think so. So there the Dark Elementalists were isolated, excluded, and this little trouble kept going on while I was studying, until I killed an angel. ”

Mo looked at Sean, he didn't understand why Sean wanted to kill people, because his so-called little trouble should not be enough to kill people.

"As for why I won't go into details, the point is that Randy is alone with all the pressure from the outside world, especially the Protoss, and he gave evidence at the public trial to prove that I was in self-defense and asked me to finish my studies, but he talked to me alone. He told me that whatever the elements and magical textures are a symbol of strength and personality, and that when you can grasp right and wrong and use them to find the right way forward, any element is necessary for your growth, and it does not represent any good or evil in itself. ”

"When I was younger, I learned a lot from that conversation, which led me to write the Dark Elemental Healing Codex later. ”

Can the dark element still be used for healing? This is like a fantasy for Mo, who has been trained in the human race and various books since he was a child, and has imagined dark elemental magic as an all-encompassing terrifying force, and sometimes even has to sacrifice his own or other people's lives to complete the spell.

"Of course, I will give you the book later, and then you can understand it for yourself. Speaking of this, Sean stood up, patted the dust on his body and said: "It's not too early, tomorrow is the official training, the first year will be taken by Hepp to train, I'll wait and see." ”

Mo also stood up and nodded at Sean and said thank you, Sean knew that Mo understood what he meant, smiled with satisfaction and turned to leave. Mo returned to the room alone and closed the door, and the moonlight outside the window was exceptionally bright, like Sean, illuminating the direction of Mo's progress in the dark night.

As soon as the morning dawned, Mo got up, and Hepp was already waiting for Mo at the door of the church. Hebo had already built a bone wall in the open space on the side, and Mo appeared in front of the wall steadily.

"For the next three years, you'll be training your body during the day and meditating at night to achieve the desired results. In addition, I need you to clearly understand that physique and texture in magic complement each other. To put it simply," Hepo paused for a moment, then swirled around the ink with his staff, and continued, "The stronger the physique, the stronger the strength of the magic texture and the limit of the mental power that it can withstand, that is, the limit of the element's control and load. After saying that, he glanced at Mo, who was a little dazed. Hebo then said, "It doesn't matter if you don't understand, you will understand later, just remember my words." Mo nodded vigorously in understanding.

"The stronger the magic texture, the better it can support the limits of your physical strength and the strength of your physical skills, for example," Hebo quickly swung his staff and hit the bone wall, which was immediately knocked out of several cracks, "This is an ordinary physical skill, you see." After Hebo finished speaking, he quickly made another attack, this time, the dark element thickly covered the staff, and the moment it hit the bone wall, bang, the latter fell apart directly.

"This is a magical physical attack, and there are many ways to do it, and I won't list them all now. This paragraph Mo still understood and said, "Understood." ”

"Well, your goal for the first year is to use physical skills and beginner magic to break through the bone wall and a few opponents. Mo nodded, and hit the bone wall with his fist, grinning in pain, but he gritted his teeth because he knew that this was just the beginning.

It wasn't until noon that Hebo asked Mo to stop, Mo's hands were already bloody, and Hebo took out a magic scroll from the space ring, this kind of small trauma can be done with a rudimentary recovery magic, Mo has seen it many times in books.

Then Hebo led Mo to endurance training, according to Hepo, in addition to strength, endurance, as well as combat skills and actual combat training, this will be the three years that Mo will complete, and this is the most basic, the most boring, and the most important part at the beginning.

While Mur was running laps around the south side of the island, Sean had quietly begun to prepare for Mur's training plan for the following year.

In the evening, the sun was setting, and Mo was exhausted and collapsed after the last round. He wiped the sweat from his forehead with his clothes, only to find that his clothes were already soaked. Sweat fell to the ground with sweat down his cheeks, and Mo slowly crawled to a raised rock by the sea, and sat quietly.

His legs were still shaking uncontrollably, he was really tired, in fact, he didn't know that if it was still the body before, then he wouldn't be able to complete the training given to him by Hepper, but now he couldn't think about these problems anymore.

Angela had already flown over by this time, landing lightly on his shoulder, and she groomed her still mutilated wings a little before sitting with Mo without making a sound. The distant sunset is only a slit between the sea level and the sea, and seabirds pass by in pairs.

This scenery can't help but remind me of the first time I met Chris, but unfortunately, he was not in the mood to enjoy the scenery this time or last time. Hey, Mo sighed softly, wondering where Chris is now and what he is doing?

Mo looked at the sea, in addition to his father's blood feud, the only thing he still had to worry about was Chris, after being separated for so many years, he didn't know if he recognized it, and he couldn't help but start recalling the days when he was a playmate with her before, laughing and playing without any worries, listening to Chris tell stories, every minute and every second was a memory that made him reluctant to reluctantly.

Especially in the conflict between Mo and Xue Jing, Chris has stepped forward more than once to help Mo solve his troubles. This makes Mo's childhood seem to have a little more happiness.

But then he thought about it, and there seemed to be no other possibility than to become stronger and complete the people and things that he couldn't let go of in his heart.

He clenched his fists and told himself again and again that he would be able to finish Sean's training, and that he had a lot of work to do.