In the depths of the dark gray and bluestone castle, a figure knelt in the empty hall, and above him, a round green ball of light was suspended. The slave below waited calmly, and suddenly the originally bright light suddenly became dim, as if there was something wrong, from bright luster to a transparent glass bead.

A rustling sound came from within the sphere, shrill to say something, and the servants underground had to straighten their backs and try to close the distance to hear the words inside the ball.

"Marked.. Dead"

"And... I've been looking forward to... Bloodline.. appeared..."

"Go... Get him"

"I, the great Daybreaker Wizard Farif. August.. The origin will be reproduced. ”

"Quack, quack, quack...

Accompanied by bursts of stinging, unpleasant laughter echoed in the empty and cold underground dark room.

And the puppet-like shadow at his feet also showed a penetrating smile in the dim darkness, but there was no laughter.

Mebis searched for a long time, but still did not get any useful information, the surrounding land was very flat, and there were rotten wood, rotting dead leaves, and acorns falling from the oak trees. Other than that, there are no traces of trampling.

"Endless desires are like my stomach bag, which cannot be filled"

The young man sighed, then muttered again.

"Don't force it all the time."

Standing on the top of the hill, the green and rugged oak forest winds and stretches from the west side of Greene to Santa, where the gravel rolls down on the aromatic turf, and the dark green moss clings to the rough rockfall, interlocking and trickling to nourish the delightful greenery. The birds that keep flying back to the treetops squeak in the feeding nest, the insatiable chicks, the white-tailed deer with white heads and tails gather in groups, one after another to send out fertility signals, the clash of antlers between the bucks, the call of mating, and the sound of birdsong in the forest, big or small, to build the endless life of the mountain forest.

Wandering in the woods, like a little girl picking mushrooms, Mebis picked up almost everywhere she went, and now the scattered fruits were gnawed by him in his hands, peeling off the acorn skin, and chewing on the astringent kernels, diluting the long-lasting fishy smell in his mouth. At that moment, he pinched a handful of brightly colored berries in the bushes, wrapped them around his neck, swallowed the sweet and sour flesh, went up and down, left and right, looking for a talk, he was really a happy and idle mountain country boy.

The handsome young man, who was experiencing the fragrance of food all the time, was interrupted by a sound.

"Ah~the ~ boy on the far side"

"Please allow me to ~ humble and rude~ ~ greetings"

A slightly frantic voice spread all over the mountains, and before Mebis could react, who was still chewing heavily, he could react. On the small slope in the forest, the space is like a curtain that opens, and a figure slowly walks out of the illusion and reality.

Half of the side looks like a middle-aged man, with white and black sideburns corrected to the heel, bright red pupils and half of the neat lower beard.

On the other side, it is completely metal-mechanical, with small and delicate gears that "tick, tick, tick" ringing non-stop, and the silver-white metal texture of the left side of the face looks lifeless, making people wonder if the tuft of hair on the left side of the face is the same as the right cheek. It forms a strange visual experience with the other half of the demonic face.

Dressed in a proper swallowtail black and white outfit, with a white thin silk glove on his right hand, and a texture similar to his left face.

The strange man touched his chest with his left hand and leaned his right hand behind his waist, and gracefully performed a gentlemanly salute for Mebes. The different faces on both sides laughed and said,

"Please ~ allow ~ me to introduce ~ my identity" The strange rhythm is contained in the words that the two-faced man keeps popping up.

"My name, Gewitch Lilith" and then paused, her face unchanged.

"As you ~ can see, I am made of ~half alchemy creatures, plus ~, ordinary~ people"

The tall and elegant figure danced like a swan around the amazing boy, and the gorgeous dance had an indescribable beauty in the world, and he was a little curious about this strange man who suddenly appeared, and more fearful.

Even if there is no trace of fluctuation, but the feeling of a sharp knife hanging from the skull often surrounds him, the pores are closed, and the hands and feet seem to be frozen by silent things, like a food chain, the low-level prey meets the top predator, and the key is the attitude of the two-faced man towards him, which makes him feel a little strange. The hidden strength, the temperament of an unusual person, and the strange methods all remind Mebis to beware of this person.

"The rumored wizard is nothing more than that"

"Just a look at the face makes people feel like a mountain of pressure," Mebis thought to himself.

He hurriedly revealed his identity, but he didn't know how to speak.

"Hello, Lord Gewu, I.."

Before he could introduce himself, Gewu, who had a pompous expression on his face, hurriedly interrupted, waved his white right hand, turned and walked to a lawn, bowed his head slightly, as if whispering something, and his surroundings became illusory, and the fluctuations visible to the naked eye were like ripples in the center of the lake, slowly expanding.

"How is this possible?"

"Space? Pulled apart? Mebis shook in the depths of his heart, since he had obtained the otherworld's extraordinary knowledge and the strength that had skyrocketed since his gluttony, his mind began to become arrogant, and the unknown power shattered his illusions.

It's as if its own superiority is nothing more than a bubble, which bursts at the touch of a button. Just like him now, the weak face the strong, in addition to obedience, I am afraid that the end is only death.

Knowledge beyond the times can be compared with creativity, talent only represents the speed of the starting point, only a heart chasing the self is the unchanging truth. The young man who secretly broke out in a cold sweat began to think about his shortcomings repeatedly.

Gewul's slender elbow pulled up the transparent roller blinds, a little light, revealing the space behind the mystery, and he said slowly:

"Please~Teenager"

"If it's to kill him, it shouldn't be so troublesome"

"There's only so much left to use yourself"

Now he is too weak, in the face of such a disparity in strength, fate has long been a certainty, willful refusal is just a fool's reason, and if he wants to survive, he can only be a fearless warrior and set foot on this battlefield of nine deaths.

Compared to the aimless practice before, Mebeis at this moment seemed to have a little clarity about what she was pursuing meant to herself. The thirst for power is at an all-time high, he doesn't want to be forced forever, he just wants to do what he wants, forever.

The panic gradually dissipated, and the firm gaze began to emerge in those turquoise eyes, and the body that had been wilted by the breath of the witch before radiated a strong conviction, and resisted it without fear.

Sensing the boy's silent change, Gewul's blood-colored eyes flashed with approval, and then steadied himself, waiting for the resolute-faced Mebis to pass through the unknown doorway.