"It looks like it's very important to you. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info," said Nicolame.

"I just wanted to ask for a testimony to something, whether it's the gods, or the monster, you should know, the monster I encountered under Hogwarts. ”

"I've heard you've had an amazing experience. "It's about the gods, isn't it, when the gods are broken, the demons invade, and the goddess of your mouth, Edonn, seals the outsiders from all parts of the world." ”

"That's right, Mr. Nicolamay. Van Lin was not surprised at all, Dumbledore must have told Nicolame that there seemed to be an agreement between the two, and he vaguely guessed something. It's nothing more than the handling of some things about him, Tom, or the Void Creation.

"I'm sorry, but I don't really understand the legends about the gods, and the wizard's inquiry into things always needs to be witnessed with my own eyes, just like when I finally got the Book of Abraham. ”

"You didn't believe it before?" Van Lin asked.

"You always have to put it in front of you, and you can only confirm it when you really touch it, don't you? ”

"I still remember the sandstorm that day. Nicolame said, his voice full of the vicissitudes of history.

"It was an exploration of the magical ruins of the Middle East, and I still remember that there were six of us. ”

"You mean that the World Tree is in the Middle East?" Van Lin was amazed, and the account of this myth was very different.

"Strictly speaking, it is the case that there must be a question of magic hidden in the unnatural formations, and we deduce that there are magical relics there, like the pyramids of Egypt or the mysterious islands of the Pacific Ocean. ”

"What did you find?" asked Van Lin.

"Before that, I never thought I would win Abraham's favor, I had always thought it was a fictional character, like the gods of the temple, whose power had never been revealed. ”

"It was a terrible disaster more than it is now, not just in the wind, but in human nature. Nicolamet said, his voice sounding a little desperate, and even after more than six hundred years, Van Lin could still catch the gloom of Nicolamet's face.

"It was the second day of the excavation of the magical ruins of the Middle East, the territory of the Jews, who seemed to be very repulsive to outsiders, and the way we were greeted was not friendly. ”

Nicolame said, and Van Lin listened intently, this was the secret of the origin of such a great alchemist as Nicolamet. Dumbledore also seemed to be in the mood for it, as it seemed that it was the first time he had heard Nicolame talk about his experience of obtaining the Book of Abraham.

"Early the next morning, we were greeted and baptized by the land of the Middle East, which was a sandstorm. ”

There was a look in Nicolame's words that made his heart palpitate.

"In the face of the power of nature, whether it is a wizard or a human, there is a feeling of insignificance and powerlessness, as if torn apart by a violent wind, mixed with a storm of magical turbulence, we can't even change shape. ”

"The six of us were blown apart by the wind, and when I finally woke up, there were only two people around me, one named Hans and one named Erwin. ”

"Has the sandstorm stopped?" asked Van Lin. He had heard of this kind of sandstorm, and in the desert, once the sandstorm rolled up, it could not be ended without a week.

"We found a ruin, the wreckage of a building, and I used the last of my strength to break free from the storm and climb in. "Speaking of which, the three of us are lucky to be able to get together in the face of natural disasters. ”

"I was very weak, and the turbulence of the storm took away the magic in our bodies, as well as our chance to escape. In the magic of the riot, no one could or change shapes to leave, and in fact, my wand had been lost in the previous storm, and I could feel that it had been destroyed. ”

"The next few days were undoubtedly a long wait, hoping that the storm would subside, but we were also trying to squeeze every potential of our bodies, eager to gain more magic to protect ourselves. ”

"In fact, improvised teams are simply not reliable in the face of danger, especially when my wand is lost and the other two are still in possession. Nicolemel said, pulling up one of his sleeves, and at the place of his arm, a vicious wound explained to Van Lin what had happened to him.

"This was left on the third day of the sandstorm. Nicolame said, smirking self-deprecatingly, and then he took out his wand and tapped it on his arm, which was dry and hideous, leaking out of his true form.

"Is this the Alchemy Arm?" Van Lin said.

"Yes, that's what was left over from Day Three, along with the wand, the vine wood, the twelve-inch-long, unicorn heartstring heartstring. ”

"Unicorn?" Van Lin exclaimed, "how is it possible, the wand is made without using the unicorn's heartstrings, and killing a unicorn is a curse." ”

"This is Hans's wand, a dark wizard from Durmstrang who was originally the owner of this wand. ”

"You...... You killed him?"

"Yes, I killed him. Nicolemel nodded, "In fact, if I don't kill him, he will kill me." ”

"Because of survival?"

"Everyone tried to survive, even me. "On the third day of the sandstorm, our magic was constantly being consumed because of the turbulence of the magic, there was no sunlight, no moisture, no magic, the wind and the heat, and the sand was already black, like a dagger with a handle, and everyone had a lot of scars on their bodies. ”

"No one wants to die, though, at least not here, and Erwin was the first to lose his breath, we've all heard of this blackened sandstorm that once it blows up in the desert, it doesn't stop for more than a week. And the state of our bodies is simply not enough for us to continue to support for that long, and the hiding place needs to be supported by magic, otherwise we will all be buried underneath. ”

"Speaking of which, Erwin is from a pure-blood aristocratic family in Europe, but it's the last generation, and I haven't heard anything about their family anyway. ”

"What did he do?"

"Apparition shifting. "He didn't want to die here, but he was in the best shape and relatively intact." ”

"It's impossible to get out. Van Lin muttered that the turbulence of magic power would disrupt all the original space, and even if a jumping node could be found, the unstable space would allow the wizard to completely separate and disintegrate in it.

"It's always a matter of hoping you'll survive, isn't it?" said Nicolame, "and it's always a terrible fluke, because no one has ever succeeded in it." ”

"He still failed. Van Lin affirmed that the most failed judgment, he was obviously in the best condition, and the hope of survival was also the greatest.

"yes, he did fail. "He ignored my dissuasion, and in fact, I didn't have any magic to save him, so he changed his form before our eyes, and then he exploded not far from us, leaving one of his legs in the ruins where he had been hiding." ”

"His death was like a signal, and in an instant, an even greater panic spread through me, and I think that Hans was the same at that time, as long as the sandstorm passed, then there was always hope of survival, and before that, we had to solve a more important problem, which was food and water. ”

"He's eyeing you?" Van Lin's heart sank, thinking that Hans's identity as a dark mage would not make any good moves.

"To be exact, in order to survive, we are eyeing each other at the same time, I am also human, and I have lost my identity as a wizard, if I don't live too long, then death is a mystery that I can't see through at all. ”

Van Lin was a little speechless for a while, what Nicolame showed him was undoubtedly the most essential cruelty, in the face of an angry crisis, whether to desire life or choose death.

Fan Lin couldn't help but torture himself, but the answer was also unknown.

"It's undoubtedly a kind of torture, killing the other person and then letting yourself live, it's a kind of torture at all. "However, a strong sense of emptiness crept over each other's bodies, and Hans was the first to decide. ”

"He failed. ”

"Yes, he also failed, he did it first, but I was on guard, I used a wandless spell to knock his wand off, and I paid my arm for it. Nicola May said he didn't look easy.

"You ate him?"

"Not really. "We were fighting each other for wands, and the building was starting to lose its shelf. Finally, the storm and quicksand, either of which are deadly, and even with a wand, it can be difficult to resist. ”

Nicolame said, a hint of happiness on his face.

"I watched Hans be torn apart by the wind, and I relied on the last shred of magic to cast a protective spell on myself, and I was swallowed up by quicksand and swallowed into the ground. ”

"Swallowed by quicksand. Van Lin exclaimed, he couldn't imagine how Nicolamet had survived, the quicksand was torsion enough to twist a solid piece of steel, and Nicolamet had lost his hand.