"A 'mixed' blood between a snake demon and a human, in which the blood of the snake demon is relatively thin, should have been separated by at least two generations. As Hoss gradually regained consciousness, a 'female' voice came to his ears without any emotion, "But the interesting thing is that this bloodline gradually grows, albeit slowly, but without pause, and this is obviously not a natural phenomenon, but the result of some kind of magic- To be exact, it should be a blundered magic, because at this rate, by the end of his life, he will be somewhere between a human and a snake demon, but he will not be able to possess the skills of a snake demon, and judging from his magic realm, he should not be a fool who can't even anticipate this. ”

Hoss slowly opened his eyes and found himself in a certain magic circle, several crystal balls floating above the magic array, observing him from different directions, outside the magic array, a tall, blonde young 'woman' was expressionless '' those crystal balls, and at the same time telling her various situations one by one.

Hoss didn't like the feeling of being observed and experimented with like an animal, but he wisely didn't choose to resist, but lay there quietly, waiting for the other party to do something about him - since they didn't kill him in the first place, it means that he still has some value to his opponent, at least until this value is gone, his life should not be in danger, and this will buy him the most precious time to escape.

"Well, our guests seem to be awake. A low and majestic voice stopped the 'female' mage from continuing to observe, and then, Hoss clearly felt that the invisible force field around his body that restricted movement suddenly disappeared, and a tall figure wearing a yellow 'colored' mage robe appeared in his line of sight at the same time.

"I'm Rhaeggar," the owner of the Mage Tower introduced himself, "the owner of this Mage Tower and your worst enemy. He gestured for Hoss to stand up, and the latter chose to obey.

"You have set a trap," Hoth said calmly, "Suter has betrayed the mage group, and from the beginning, this was the trap you set. ”

"That's right. Rhaegar turned around, as if he didn't pay attention to the ninth-order *** master behind him, he waved his hand lightly, and a magical image appeared in the air.

"By the way, your magic blast bomb didn't work as expected. "Thanks to Suter, when he learned that this mission was going to be carried out by you, he immediately reported to me what information he had about you, so that we could have time to make arrangements." He turned his head and looked at Hoth, "In the original plan, you were supposed to be caught after entering the Mage Tower, the fourth line of defense, but the power of the magic bomb made me change my mind, you are an outlaw, and I don't want an being like you to run into my house and 'mess around' it." ”

"What are you going to do with me?" asked Hoss, "let me pledge my allegiance to you, and then work with you to trick my companions into a trap?"

"If I said I could fulfill your wishes, would you change your mind?" Although Rhaegard's words were plain, they 'stirred' up a huge 'wave' in Hoth's heart, and the face of this *** master suddenly distorted, and a scorching light burst out from his narrow eyes.

"Your physique is not suited to the cultivation of magic such as lurking," Rhaegar continued, "Although the snake demon is always confused with the poisonous snake direction, in fact, these creatures and their descendants have a higher talent for offensive spells - and of course, their strong bodies should not be ignored. ”

"A ninth-order mage would never ignore his true talent," Rhaegar continued, "only one spell might make him choose another spell that would make him take countless detours in his cultivation - a spell that could grant him certain wishes in some way, for example, by preventing people from seeing his appearance. ”

"Magical accident," Rhaegar whispered, "do you really think it was just an accident?" He looked directly at Hoss, his calm gaze as if he could see through his heart.

A terrible low roar emanated from Hóss's throat, and the normally calm mage behaved like a beast in distress, his fists clenched and the look on his face enough to terrify even the bravest.

"A genius who became a *** master at the age of forty," Rhaegar ignored the 'color' of the other party's face, and continued, "but in the next sixty years, he only rose by one rank, and the competitor who was originally inferior to him surpassed him and became the first candidate for elder, and at the same time, this genius was scrupled by everyone, including his companions, because of his strange 'temperament' and vicious methods......"

A roar full of madness and anger erupted from Hoth's mouth, and the snake-like *** master smashed his fist on the wall next to him, blessed by magic, and the wall that could resist powerful magic trembled under the blow of this punch.

"Two choices," Rhaegar said word by word, looking at Hoss, "Pledge allegiance to me, follow my arrangement, I will restore your true self, and let your snake demon bloodline be fully developed, and your achievements will far exceed the present, or refuse, and then I will take away the magic power, and forever be in front of people's eyes." ”

Rhaegar's tone was flat, but every word he said was like a sharp spear, piercing Hoth's heart fiercely, and the 'gloomy' mage was silent, his white 'colored' teeth biting deep into his lower 'lip'.

"The mage group is crazy," Hoss's reaction was completely anticipating by Rhaegar as he decided to put the last straw on the other party, "They have no scruples, which has attracted the hostility of countless people, but it has also led to many achievements that cannot be achieved by mages." A gem drifted slowly to Hoth with Rhaeggar's thoughts, "Read the message inside." He commanded.

Hoss stretched out his hand, took the magic gem, and penetrated his 'spirit' divine power into it, and after a moment, his face contorted again, this time, his appearance was completely comparable to that of the most terrifying demon in the legend.

"Restore the Mystic," Rhaegar said, "I don't think you've ever heard of this spell, but in fact, thirty years ago, some of the Mage Corps worked out how to use it to heal serious magical injuries - including your appearance as a result of a magical accident. ”

"That's just what you're saying," Hoth said in a dry voice, "I'm one of the most powerful mages in the mage corps, and the leaders and elders won't give up on me if they could—as you said, if I hadn't taken a detour, the achievement would have been far greater than it is now, and there was no reason for them to let me take a detour." ”

"That's right. A lazy voice came from behind Hoss, and Suth's figure appeared in the room at some point, walking up to him under Hoss's angry gaze, "The problem is that your detours are good for most people. ”

Ignoring the hostility of the other party, he reached for the other person's head.

This action was undoubtedly full of danger, but Hoss knew very well that if the other party wanted to do it against him, there were too many opportunities to do it, and the forbidden mage could kill him a hundred times with just one finger, although he hated the traitor in front of him who had led him into a trap, he only hesitated slightly and let the other party put his hand on his head.

The process didn't last long, and after a few seconds, Suter withdrew his hand and smiled and retreated behind Rhaegar with a smile, leaving only Hoth, who was trembling all over.

"Everything you said," Hoss's voice was as cold as a millennia of ice, "is it true?"

"My father," Suter said, "was once the First Deacon of the Order of Mages, a position that allowed him to learn many secrets that no one else could know, including some that were considered top secret by the leaders and elders. ”

"You can choose not to believe it," Rhaegar said, "but I believe you have a way to confirm these words—mages have a way to make themselves remember what happened in their childhood." ”

Hoss didn't speak, he took a few deep breaths, then closed his eyes and went into meditation.

As Rhaegar said, mages have a way of remembering events in their childhood, which may be covered up by time in countless dust, but they have not disappeared, with a few small skills, mages will even remember when they first 'peed' and 'bed', of course, these memories are not necessarily so pleasant, and no mage will be bored enough to do that.

The blazing fire, the screaming and fleeing crowds, the flickering blades, the magic that devours life like monsters...... Hoss was back in his swaddling clothes, watching it all with the eyes of a baby, the face of a frightened young 'woman' beside him, and the eyes that had lost their luster were still watching him, it was his mother, an ordinary peasant woman.

"We look like we're missing one," a voice sounded in the direction of his head, "a baby, what are we going to do with him?, throw it here or kill it?" his tone seemed to be talking about just a dog.

"We have to keep him," said an old voice, and at the same time, Hoss felt his body slowly drift off the ground—the owner of the old voice was picking him up, "He has some kind of demonic blood from the Demon Realm, and he has slowly awakened, it seems that we have obtained more than just some test items this time, he will be our powerful weapon." ”

He recognized the voice, it was the owner of the voice who raised him and taught him magic, and in the mage regiment, everyone had the utmost reverence for this man, and they called him the leader.