Chapter 2 The Flame Burning in the Glass Beads
"Master!" The young prince still had tears in his eyes because of the fright he had just had.
The man who was called a master was none other than Michelle, a young national teacher who was about to step into the eighth-order water system mage Bo Yi, who was known as the youngest eighth-order mage in a hundred years. Bo Yi stretched out his hand and took his cute little apprentice, and whispered, "Let's go quickly, there are only soldiers of the Guhi clan in the palace now," and after a pause, he said slowly, "Your father, king, mother, and brothers and sisters are probably all dead." After saying this, the national teacher breathed a sigh of relief and adjusted his seriousness, "Whether you want to or not, whether you admit it or not, there may be only one Michel family blood left in the entire kingdom, now you can't be willful, you can't be sad, you have to be stronger, understand?" If you understand, you can escape with me, there is another archmage here that I can't handle at all. β
The little prince stopped crying and said in a crying voice: "Knowing the master, for the sake of my father and the country, I will definitely let the strong live." β
"It's like my apprentice." The national teacher couldn't help but feel relieved for this sensible prince. After saying that, he picked up the young prince and flew south, and Nayiyu, who had been recovering her strength on the lighthouse, also opened her charming big eyes, "It seems that the mission will be successfully completed." β
The wind blew on Boy's white cloak and whipped on the young prince's thin back, and gently, the national teacher landed on a huge ancient tree, "Roque, Roque, wake up, we have reached the Forest of Beginnings." Boe shook the little prince's shoulder.
The young prince was very disturbed by the fact that he had just been frightened, and as soon as he came into the arms of his familiar master, he relaxed and fell asleep.
"Uh-huh, master, where have we been?" The little prince said in a trance.
"We're in the Forest of Initiation, let's rest for a while and then hurry, and try to get to the branch of the Mage Guild before dark." Boy spoke slowly, his heaving chest illustrating the burden of the long and fast journey.
Suddenly, his eyes darkened, "I'm sorry, Your Highness the Prince, I may not be able to take it anymore." He said as he pulled out a small pale red crystal ball, "With a window to the mind, I hope he can help you find your way." Then he patted the golden badge on the prince's chest with the word "Xin" written on it, "This badge representing your royal status should not be easily revealed." With that, Boy straightened up and took out the staff that had accompanied him for 18 years, it was a silver staff of the same body, with a huge crystal ball inlaid at the end and shining with seven colors of light.
"Since you're here, don't hide in the shadows, come out, the strong man of the ancient Greek tribe." Bye said in the direction he had come, and prepared himself for defense.
"Okay." The demonic female voice rang out from all directions, and then a slender hand grabbed Boe.
"Wow!" The large crystal ball on the silver crystal rod split into hundreds of small crystal balls, which are inaccurate to say that the crystal balls are more like small round bubbles blown by children when they are playing. When the bubbles touched the palm of the hand again, they stuck to the palm like maggots on the tarsal bones, and then many large and small potholes appeared on the palm.
"Hey, I've long heard that the current national teacher of Michel is a young and talented water magician, and when I saw it today, it was really extraordinary, and he was able to use the water magic of the auxiliary system to attack the effect of magic, it was really a rare genius in a hundred years, and it was a pity to kill it." Nayiyu said softly, but she violently removed the hand that was attached to the bubbles.
Although Bo Yi was not injured after the first encounter, a spell like the one just now can no longer cause damage to Na Yiyou, an eighth-order mage, at most it can only distract her attention, after all, Na Yiyou, as an eighth-order archmage, has a lot of experience and life experience, and it is almost impossible to hurt her twice with the same method. Bo Yi gradually clenched the staff in his hand, and a beautiful crystal ball that could be stepped on by people appeared in front of him with a "pop", Bo Yi stepped on the crystal ball and waved the staff quickly, instantly turning the surroundings into a dream world, hundreds of small bubbles were the size of children's toys, and refracted the light of the sun.
"Adults may not know that Boy was an orphan who had been cleaning in the church since he was a child, and this glass ball was my favorite toy at the time, cheap and beautiful, but no one ever bought it for me." Boy clumsily raised a bubble and said softly to Nayiyu, as if the coldness just now was just an illusion, "However, now that I have become the national teacher of a country, and I have money and status, I should have forgotten this small thing, but I have become inextricably linked to it because of the particularity of my magic. Boy continued, and held up the bubble that looked like a glass bead in front of his eyes, and held it up to the sunlight to watch, "Look, it's such a small thing, but it's also a deadly weapon, it's obviously an auxiliary water element, but it also quietly blooms with a deadly edge, Lord Nayiyo, how much do you say so many bubbles can be blocked by a crowd?" β
"Hehe, it seems that Master Boyi had an unhappy childhood, but this doesn't impress me, and bubbles are just bubbles after all." Na Yiyou swiped in the air with her only hand, and in an instant, a bright red blade appeared, cutting through a bubble, "After all, it's just a bubble, don't pin your hopes on the good things of the national teacher." β
"Yes, that's what you thought, so you agreed!" After saying that, Boy's body floated in the air along with the bubbles under his feet, and the bubbles around him also frantically swept towards the figure in the middle.
As Boy floated into the air, a huge bubble enveloped the body of the little prince Sinrok and flew quickly towards the depths of the forest.
"Boom!" The loud sound of the flames bursting the bubbles shook the trees around the forest. At the center of the explosion, Nayi stood quietly, the huge explosion shattered the precious magic robe on her body, and her charming body was half-hidden under the magic robe, and the eighth-order mage who had never been so humiliated trembled with anger.
"It seems that the national teacher is very powerful, then I don't have to hide my strength." Nayiyo stomped her foot fiercely, and in an instant, as if she had given birth to wings, she stood in the air, and then changed to attack Boe, and huge fireballs continued to appear around her, flying towards the national teacher standing in the air.
Boy quickly dodged away, and the attention of the secret joy in his heart was all on himself, and the name of the little prince should be kept. While moving quickly in the air, a large number of bubbles were released, and these bubbles did not move, but floated quietly in the air, but when Nayiyu passed by, they moved with Nayiyu because of the air.
Although Na Yiyou is an eighth-order archmage, after all, her energy is limited, and she attacks while flying, and she also has to take care of defense, and after a while, she feels in a trance. On the other hand, although Boy was also flying, attacking and defending, he didn't control the direction of the bubble, so it was much easier.
Nayiyu thought to herself that this was not the way to go, so she stopped attacking, and at the same time stopped moving, and as she stopped, the bubbles around her gradually stopped. "It is said that the national teacher of the Michel country is a genius, it seems that there is nothing wrong with it, it is not necessary to use the auxiliary water element to destruct the fire element, and in the battle, you can also use all factors to save effort, a person like the national teacher is really worthy of the title of 'genius', but since I am an eighth-order archmage, it means that I also have something extraordinary, I just watched the national teacher's personal performance show, so let me perform for the national teacher." After Nayiyou finished speaking, the sky changed and was shrouded in a large fiery red cloud, "Destruction is not for anger, destruction is not for change, burning is just to let the world see my strengthββββββ Heavenly Fire descended." "Countless flames burned like air, burning frantically and falling to the ground. The fire burned the trees, set the lawn on fire, and the forest was shrouded in red.
"Bubbles are just phantoms after all, but they can give people hope. Adults, bubbles can also wrap up hope. Like mushrooms after rain, a bubble appeared where the flame arrived, and for a moment the flame seemed to become the pattern imprisoned in the glass beads, and if it were not for the fire burning in the forest, it would be a beautiful sight. Boy controlled the locked flames and flew towards Nayiyu, who hurriedly released a wall of fire to block it, causing the bubbles to shatter and clatter. But after all, the seventh-order is one order behind the eighth-order, this level is enough to make the eighth-order mage instantly kill the seventh-order swordsman, and can make the eighth-order mage invincible when fighting against the seventh-order mage.
Looking at the sea of fire burning around her, Na Yiyou laughed, although it was very embarrassing to be made like this by a seventh-order mage, but in the game, she felt supreme happiness and glory, which was incomparable to other battles in her life, "Such a sea of fire, even if that child runs to the center, it will be burned to ashes." Na Yiyou sighed lightly that the large amount of mana loss made her have to be forced to land on the ground, "Let's go back after a rest, I should go take a bath first, such a big fire, there should be a hot bath in the river, hahaha, obviously that person just used my ability and didn't take me to heart, but why should I try so hard?" I'd better go back to my old self after this time, and give myself some time to think about whether I want to stay with that person again. β
The bubbles that flew to the center of the forest stopped due to the death of the freer, and they only stopped alone under a huge plane tree, and the little prince looked at the approaching sea of fire around him, and shrank in fear on the side of the bubbles and the big tree, holding his legs pitifully, crying in the fire. The fire broke the thick branches, and the branches smashed heavily on the bubbles, which burst in response, and then smashed heavily on the little prince's body, and the little prince fell into the fire with tears on his face.