"Naxi, Naxi?"

Naxi felt as if someone was calling him, and he opened his hazy eyes to find his mother sitting in front of his bed, holding a thick book in her hand, looking at him with a smile on her face.

"My baby, there are many other heroic stories in the Legend of Heroes, why don't I tell you a story about the Holy Warrior defeating the demon and saving the princess today?"

The naughty Naxi loves to pester his mother to tell him stories before bedtime. Unlike other children, he had a soft spot for the stories of the magicians, and he never tired of hearing them.

"No, I just love to hear the stories of the magicians!" the stubborn Naxi insisted that his mother tell the stories of the magicians, even if it was a repetition.

"Well, I can't stand you. Mother flipped open the yellowed title page, looked at the table of contents, and flipped to the chapter on magicians.

For the sake of brevity, the children's version of "Legend of Heroes" was as concise as possible, and the story was finished in a few minutes.

Naxi, who felt that she was a little unsatisfied, strongly asked her mother to talk about one more.

"Just one, don't make a fuss. Mother closed the thick book, touched Naxi's brain, and said, "I said Naxi, you like to listen to the stories of magicians so much, do you want to be a magician in the future?" ”

"Of course, it's amazing that a magician can fly around the sky with just a flying carpet or even nothing. ”

After hearing this, her mother looked a little sad, she held her forehead and said: "Alas, if little Naxi really runs away to be that useless magician, I think you little fool will definitely not find a wife before the age of thirty." ”

"Being a magician has nothing to do with not being able to find a wife!" said Naxi, who was a little angry.

"How many of the old professors in the town's magic academy can marry wives?" "Mother covered Naxi with a quilt, "Okay, let's go to sleep!"

After the flickering candlelight was extinguished, the surroundings were once again plunged into darkness. Naxi felt her whole body float, and then another scene appeared in front of her.

In the living room, his father was angry that Naxi was going to the town's magic academy: "I won't allow you to go to that damn magic academy, even being a blacksmith and carpenter is better than being a magician these days." ”

The stubborn Naxi said, "Professor Rawls of the academy says I have a talent for magic. ”

"That four-eyed dog who can't open the pot says that to everyone, you think he really likes your talent, he really likes your tuition!" the father stood up, "You went to the magic academy like a bear and you are a bastard." Rather than waste a decade or so of your youth in that damn magic academy, I'd better throw you to the butcher as an apprentice. ”

"I don't want to do those pigs and sheep slaughtering, anyway, I've already signed up at the Academy of Magic, and I'm going to the Academy of Magic!"

"How dare you!" "How dare you!" his father picked up something and threw it over, his face twitching to make Naxi feel a little frightened, "If you go to the Academy of Magic, I'll break your legs." ”

"Let's not say a word. The mother grabbed the angry father.

The conversation between father and son broke up unhappily.

It was dark again, and the scene had switched to Naxi's magic class, where Professor Rawls, who wore glasses, spoke to his students in a hoarse voice on the podium:

"Magic is omnipotent, it can even do things that even the gods can't do, but the premise is that you must be a one-in-a-million ** master. ”

"Magic, arcane, elemental, void, all kinds, every mage should treat them as life. If you are all about magic as your life's work, then you must be prepared. For if you want to be firm on this path, you must learn to be the companion of loneliness, to endure the ridicule and countless failures of others, to learn to beware of those who are ill-intentioned, and to be ready to put on the altar what is dear to ordinary people to gain more power. If you can't do this, don't think about being a ** teacher. ”

"The more magicians die, the happier we become!"

"If you want to become a ** teacher, you have to live, because no one will pity those rookies who die halfway. ”

"Only a living magician can become a ** master!"

All the images shattered in an instant, and Naxi felt his body slowly sinking and his consciousness began to become distracted. The scorching heat and burning sensation that pierced the soul just now was no longer felt, and there was a wireless silence all around except for the darkness.

Is this emptiness a prelude to death?

Only a living magician has the possibility of becoming a ** master!

Only a living magician has the possibility of becoming a ** master!

Only a living magician has the possibility of becoming a ** master!

Naxi's consciousness was completely distracted for a moment when he remembered Professor Rawls's screaming in class.

My wish is to become a magician, no, it's a ** teacher! This wish has not been fulfilled yet, how can he die so easily.

Infinite unwillingness swelled up in his heart in an instant, and Naxi desperately reorganized his collapsed consciousness.

He was going to break the deathly silence and break himself free from death.

Poof!

Under the influence of this indomitable will, the already stiff heart began to make the first beat of recovery.

The cold wind on the glacier never stops, sometimes it sways desperately in everything it encounters, sometimes it falls with goose feathers, sometimes it becomes as soft as a breeze.

In the midst of the fickle cold wind, Lidona was still weeping for her old friends who had died in the dragon's blood, while Nubis, who had nothing to do, looked at the flying snow in a daze.

As the guide elf of the Thousand Wishes Realm, he has seen a lot of such scenes, and he has long been numb to this kind of life and death from an absolutely neutral position.

Suddenly, Naxi's almost stiff body moved, and Lidona, who was kneeling in the snow, was also affected.

An unprecedented heat surged up from her chest, and the skin on her body underwent subtle changes, something like scales creeping up her white cheeks.

The surging heat finally couldn't hold back, and Lidona threw her head up, and the dragon-like breath of fire evaporated the snow in front of Lidona.

Looking at everything in front of her that had been burned by the dragon's breath, Lidona couldn't believe her eyes. She had heard her mother say that when the dragon veins in her body awakened, she would be able to learn the breath that only dragons have.

Could it be that Naxi has already passed the test of dragon blood conversion and awakened his dragon vein?

"Naxi!" Lidona stood up and rushed to Naxi, who was lying on the ground, she could already feel her dragon veins awakened. If that's right, Naxi should still be alive.

Nubis was particularly shocked by what was happening in front of him, as he had never heard of a mage who could pass the test of dragon's blood transformation. You must know that even a first-class warrior cannot guarantee that he will survive that cruel transformation, and a junior magician can actually do it, which is simply subverting his common sense.

At Lidona's call, Naxi opened her eyes leisurely.

When he came back from hell, he saw Lidona with a lot of scales on her face, and she didn't react for a while, and she was almost scared to pee.

"Oh my god! What an ugly thing!"

"Smack!"

A crisp slap sliced through the entire glacial snowfield, followed by Naxi's wolf-like howl.