The spring afternoon sun was warm, and I leaned back on a chair in the courtyard, squinting and closing my eyes, enjoying the beautiful afternoon.

Suddenly, the sunlight was blocked by something, and I opened my eyes, and a gentle, familiar face appeared in front of me.

"Oh! Grien! My friend...... It's been a long time since you've come to see me! "I was pleasantly surprised to see someone who came.

Glion is a bard, and twelve years ago I met him while playing in a lake, and we became good friends with him. But because of his travels around the continent, I can't see him all the time. The last time we saw him was two years ago, and I haven't heard from him since, and I didn't see him again until today. How can this not surprise me?

"You haven't heard anything about you in the past two years, where did you go?" I asked him.

He smiled mysteriously, and pulled out a thick manual from his side, the outer skin of the manual was gray, and the cover looked like nothing.

"That's what I've learned in the past two years." He said.

I took it and flipped through this manual, which resembled a diary note. "Just this humble notebook?"

Glien didn't speak, took the manual back again, and said with a slight smile: "I'm here to tell you a story today, do you want to listen to it?" ”

"Listen! Of course you have to listen! "The stories Grien tells are always interesting, and of course I want to hear them.

Glion gently unfolded the manual and paused for a moment, as if recalling something. After a while, he began to say: "The story is related to this notebook, two years ago when I went to the forest sanctuary of the Taimo Mountains to view the scenery, I accidentally found a one-way teleportation magic array hidden in the cave, I was curious about where it would teleport people, so I tried for a long time, but the magic array has not had any response, I camped near there that night, who knew that when I played the harp at night, I saw that the magic array began to shine under the moonlight, I made a simple protection and stood up. ”

“…… After a moment of dizziness, I found myself in a stone chamber that was empty, with a stone platform in the middle on which the manual was placed. I cautiously probed it, but I didn't find any dangerous protective equipment, so I stepped forward to take a closer look. ”

“…… I took the manual, and as soon as I opened the first page, there was a bright light, and an illusory figure floated up from the manual. I was startled and hurriedly blessed myself with a protective spell, and then I heard the figure ask, 'Who are you?' Seeing that he had no ill will, and without thinking much of it, I replied to him that I was a wandering bard. When he heard this, his eyes wandered, and he muttered to himself, 'Bard...... The bard ...... then turned his gaze back to me, and circled me in a flickering circle, and said, 'The booklet in your hand is my diary......,' and I became nervous, and it was not a glorious thing to peek at someone else's diary, and quickly explained: 'This is ...... I'm sorry, I didn't know it was ......' The figure interrupted me with a smile before I could finish speaking, and said, 'Since you can come here, there is always a fate...... As a bard, you tell stories to others every day, would you like to hear my stories now? ’”

“…… I nodded, sat down on the floor, and began to listen to her story......"

"What's the story?" I asked curiously.

Glion said slowly, "One of the most legendary stories on our Iber continent......"

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Legends are stories scattered throughout history.

Since ancient times, mankind has been keen to sing the praises of heroes and evildoers. But they always forget that they themselves are the creators and witnesses of history.

'Iber' is the name of this world and the name of this continent. Its origin comes from the ancient human language of the primeval era, but the specific meaning is no longer verifiable.

It is a solitary continent surrounded by endless oceans. Since the beginning of human history, no one has been able to leave this continent to explore what the end of the world is like.

And a new legend is about to be born from here.

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Deep in the forest. A figure ran desperately through the towering woods, until it was exhausted and could no longer support it, and first its knees fell and followed, its face resting on the cold, wet mud.

It's safe, right...... Temporarily?

The inability to hear the sound of the pursuers made Medivan feel a little better psychologically, although it was only a matter of time before those demons caught up with him, but there was always a glimmer of life.

Rapid breathing makes the air in the lungs seem to be evacuated. Bouts of dizziness hit his nerves.

Medivin was self-sufficient, he didn't want to be caught like chickens by those demons, then tortured, and finally eaten as food.

At least not until his mission is accomplished.

The six companions who were with him had all been killed in battle to cover him, and the reason why they sacrificed their lives to allow Medivan to escape was that Medivan was the only mage in the team who had mastered the summoning spell. He alone could fulfill the purpose of their trip.

So Medivan must not die now.

Tarasya Medivan gritted his teeth, got up, and continued to run forward, the forest in the faint starlight, with an indescribable calm.

But under the calm, there is a deep murderous intention.

In the wind, the smell of those demons became stronger.

Medivan gripped his staff tightly and began to summon his magic.

"Whoa—"

Behind him, a piercing sound suddenly came.

"Shield!" Medivan turned suddenly, swinging sideways with his staff in his hand, his other hand raised in front of him, and at the same time he let out a soft snort.

The whole process takes only a second. I saw a magic shield with a blue halo appear in front of Medivan.

There was a crisp sound of "pop", and a sharp thorn slammed into the shield and then bounced to the ground, and the magic shield broke into countless spots of light after blocking the blow.

Medivan looked at the barb-strewn barbed arrow stuck in the ground, the demon's exclusive weapon.

A flash of despair and sadness flashed in Medivan's eyes, and he knew that the two teammates who had finally covered him had been killed. Their sacrifice lasted less than a minute, and that time was too short for Medivan.

"Knowing the ...... of Soso"

The demon's form moved swiftly through the forest, more agile than the apes, and they seemed to see Medivan's predicament and let out a piercing scream. The shrieks of mocking tones were so piercing to Medivan's ears.

"Even if I die in battle, I won't let you demons get your wish!" A flash of fierceness flashed in Medivan's eyes, and then he raised the staff with one hand and pinched out a handprint posture with the other, and the huge magic power condensed on the staff, making the staff shine with a dazzling brilliance.

As if sensing the horror of Medivan's blow, the demons stopped and hid in the shadows, waiting for the time to weaken after Medivan blasted the last of his magic.

"Damn" Medivan's face was pale and terrifying, and he gritted his teeth fiercely as he looked at those demons.

"Mystery - Cut!!" Magic is no longer possible, only unleashed.

The staff burst out hundreds of light edges and roared into the distance, forming a half-moon-shaped fan-shaped coverage area.

"Boom !!" Tree after tree was pierced by the light edges, and the demons let out a painful roar. Medivan's arcane spell caused many demons to be killed and wounded by the light prism, but the number of demons that were not injured was even higher.

As the trees fell, Medivan's vision widened, and he was surprised to see a ruin in front of him.

Perhaps because of the destruction of the giant tree, the protective magic of the ruins disappeared due to the damage of the magic circle, and in front of the forest, a huge palace made of huge boulders appeared.

Directly in front of the palace are three huge statues of gods, carved from the most beautiful whole white marble.

It was three strangely shaped statues of gods, uniformly dressed in long, floor-sweeping robes, each holding a different weapon: one with a large sword in both hands, one with a huge war bow, and one with a staff in front of him.

In the same way, the three statues have a pair of outstretched wings behind them......

The demons screamed, as if terrified of the sudden appearance of the temple.

As for Medivan, his face was first shocked, and then he showed a relieved and surprised expression as if he had thought of something. I saw him quickly walk over and look at the statue.

"Whoever seeks, he will find—the angel of the end"

Medivan looked at the inscription carved on the stone platform at the foot of the statue.

"The legendary Angel of the End who upholds the world order...... What the oracle said was true, and this was the final place of prayer. ”

Medivan observed everything curiously, and then he walked into the temple.

When the demons saw Medivan enter the temple, they roared and gathered around, but the statue standing at the entrance of the temple suddenly burst into a halo of light, bounce the neighboring demons away. Seeing that they could not come forward, the rest of the demons were able to howl and surround the temple, waiting for an opportunity to move.

Inside the temple.

Maybe it's because of the erosion of time, or maybe it's because it's been untouched for a long time. The interior of the temple smelled of decay and decay.

In addition to the tall marble columns and the frescoes on the walls.

The content of the mural is not different from what Medivan has seen in ancient books, the demon has descended on this plane, and with it thousands of demonic minions, they have swept across the plane, turning the homes of various races into purgatory.

It was not until the end that the gods themselves intervened and summoned countless heroes, which completely defeated the demons and brought peace to the world again......

However, the legend has been circulating on the mainland, although for ordinary people, this legend is nothing more than an old story to scare children. As the years go by, there are not many people who still believe in these boring legends. For thousands of years, even though there are many temples and churches on the mainland, no one has ever seen any miracles descended from the gods.

After walking slowly and circumnavigating the temple, all that remained was the magic circle carved into the marble floor in the middle, attracting Medivan's attention.

Medivan observed the magic array and said in a low voice, "Sure enough...... This is a summoning circle. ”

"I don't know what I'm going to bring to this world after I turn on the summon." Medivan said to herself. "However, for the current Iber continent, this is the only hope."

"So, I can only gamble!"

Medivan made a decision, and then took out a number of crystal stones carved with mysterious runes from his bosom and stacked them around the magic circle. And he himself stood in the center of the magic circle, reciting an obscure incantation.

"Uhhh

The magic array suddenly activated, and a dazzling golden brilliance appeared. In an instant, the light condensed into a pillar of light, straight into the sky!

"Boom !!"

Above the sky, the starlight no longer appeared, replaced by a sudden golden cloud. The gold was so dazzling that the forest in the dark night was illuminated by its light.

Immediately after, golden lightning suddenly fell wildly and descended on the surrounding area of the temple.

Each lightning bolt smashed a large crater of nearly ten meters, and everything nearby burned under the blazing flames.

The temple also began to collapse with the sound of thunder, and the boulders began to shatter, even the three huge statues of the gods also cracked, and then under the thunder, they shattered into countless fragments and scattered all over the ground.

At that moment, even the well-informed Medivan thought that he had come to the end times.

I don't know how long it lasted, but the lightning in the sky finally subsided.

Medivan's surroundings had been turned into ruins, but the forest outside the temple had turned into a purgatory, a purgatory full of flames.

The marble roof and walls had also been turned into fragments and scattered around the magic array. At this time, the only thing that was complete for a moment was Medivan and the magic array under his feet.

"End...... ......'re done," Medivan whispered, followed by a wave of dizziness.

His energy had already been exhausted when he activated the summoning array, and coupled with the trauma of fighting the demon before, he was already exhausted at this time.

The demons on the periphery seemed to understand what he had done, roaring angrily, brandishing a huge bloodstained decapitating scythe towards him.

"Hope...... has been sent out ......" When he was dying, a look of expectation appeared on Medivan's face, "Expectation...... Legendary savior...... Come here to save the world from destruction......"

The demon's scythe slashed down, and blood instantly stained the altar red......