A certain adult who was being talked about by Sharjah and Salee was no longer in the imperial capital at this time.

The Western Regions of the Mauriballus Empire, in the middle of the nameless sea, on the island of Galodos.

In fact, this is an archipelago in the sea, large and small, sparse and dense, because of its special geographical environment, the island and the sea, are remote and deep and nameless. But when a great magician called Galodos lived on one of the islands, in the upper echelons of the empire, the island also had a name.

Galodos Island.

Around the island, thick clouds hung low and fog was thick. It's not a day or a day or a month or two months, it's like this all year round. Coupled with the lightning and thunder that suddenly come from time to time, and the violent storm, this area is simply a devil's area.

At this time, there is no rain or wind here.

The waves crashed against the beach over and over again, as if the sound of the waves from ancient times spread far away, making this place quite empty and lofty.

The owner of the island was strolling on the beach, but his brow was furrowed, as if he couldn't think of something.

A moment later, when the thin old man had finished his stroll and began to walk towards the center of the island, as he walked, he suddenly stopped, and then, with great speed, turned sharply, and the movement was as swift as lightning, and like a ghost.

Behind him, behind him just now, in front of him at this moment, more than a dozen paces away, a peaceful old man was standing on the ground, looking at him with a smile on his face.

"Old monster, is that you?" said the thin old man, the great magician Garodos, in surprise at first. Then he reacted to something, and kicked back three steps in a row, three steps. But then, his figure flickered again, flashing to the side of the peaceful old man.

Then, surround the peaceful old man. Slowly turn back and forth, left and right, and look at it as you turn.

The peaceful old man didn't say anything, just smiled and let him look at it.

It's been a long time. Galodos sighed heavily: "Old monster, you ...... Have you taken that step?" the complex emotions in his words could be heard even by a three-year-old child here.

That step was the highest dream for all the magicians in the continent.

"Ten months later. I'll enter the sanctuary. Now, it's almost. The peaceful old man finally stopped smiling, but nodded and said quietly.

A year is ten months.

However, the meaning of "one year" and "ten months" is different.

Say a year, that's an approximate number, an approximate number. The final result may be less than a year, maybe more than half a year or something. But it may be two or three years or something, or even longer, but it may not be impossible. But to say ten months, that basically means that the line has been seen and knows it fairly precisely. When will you walk to that line, and then, step over.

As a great magician, Galodos couldn't be clearer about this.

A long sigh again. The thin old man sat down on the ground, slowly scooped up a handful of sand from the ground, and then let go of his hand and watched the sand leak from his fingers.

And so it goes, over and over again.

After that, he stood up again and said to the peaceful old man:

"You and I are the same year. By the time I was eight years old, I was already a first-class apprentice and you were still having a runny nose. By the time I was ten years old, I was already a second-level apprentice and you hadn't yet started. By the time I was twenty years old, I had already crossed the third level, but you were only one level. At the age of thirty, forty, I was always far ahead of you. But at the age of fifty, you still used the same speed to climb and enter the mage, but I was still dangling at the ninth level. ”

"After entering the mage, you still walked forward silently as before, and anyone else was faster than you, but you never stopped. But I took it one step at a time, and then, I couldn't keep up with you. ”...,

"By now, you're about to enter that level, but I haven't even seen the shadow of that level. ”

"They all say I'm a genius, you're a mediocre. Many people believe it, even myself. But now, I can't believe it. ...... Old monster, am I really going the wrong way?"

The peaceful old man listened quietly and did not interject.

It wasn't until Galodos finished speaking, and after a while, that he spoke slowly, "I won't know what you will." What you study in a year, even ten years, I can't finish it. ”

"But what's the use of that?" said Galodos, "I always thought I could rely on this to get out of my own way, out of a better path as a mage. But it turns out that you surpassed me, beyond doubt. ”

"If you were given 10,000 years, you would achieve ten times as much as I did. The peaceful old man still said slowly.

"But on this path, can I get to the point where I have ten thousand years?" said Galodos, staring at the peaceful old man.

The peaceful old man was silent.

It was a long time before he said solemnly, "Old friend, I don't know. After saying this, he paused for a moment, and then continued: "There are not no people who have taken this path, but they have all failed. You are not like them, your talents and abilities are above all of them, far away. ”

Next, neither of them spoke again.

There is only the sound of the waves, which rise and fall here.

"It's like God has hit the devil, Lao Tzu still doesn't believe it, and he can't finish this road!" Gallodos raised his eyebrows suddenly, and his spirit was open, "Old monster, if I fall halfway through in the future, you must erect a stele for me with your own hands, and write on the stele, 'This man is a fool!'"

"Okay, let's not talk about this, it's a guest from afar. Come with me, old monster, I already have more than half of the answers to the questions you're looking for. ”

The next moment, the two were already in the building in the center of the island.

When it comes to building, it's actually about digging a few holes in the island's higher mountains and then connecting them together. However, a great magician living in such a "house" can be regarded as quite in line with his identity......

Galodos led the old man straight to one of the largest buildings, an open space high in the mountains but underground, the size of a football field in the previous life of a child's shoes. And on such a large piece of land, all kinds of things are scattered and piled up everywhere.

There are stone slabs, there are wooden boards, there is parchment, there are parchments that are not paper at all, and there are many more messy materials that cannot be named, and of course, there is also the paper currently used in the mainland.

If a child's shoes are here, they will know that this is an "archive", where there are "books" that he wants to read.

"In ancient times, there were big changes, and everyone knows this. But no one knows what kind of change it will be. Standing in the Archives, Galodos spoke, "I'm sure they were the ones who gave the ban. Therefore, from the beginning, I was deducing how to break through this forbiddenness. ”

"I thought of a few ways, and then I used them as clues to search for the rags that had been handed down at that time. Speaking of tatters, Galodos casually gestured around, "Finally, in the strung that spanned three thousand years, I finally saw something, but it was only part of that change. Listen, old friend. ”

The peaceful old man nodded.

"The warrior is always strong, and the war is in vain. The mage is too quiet to be fully embraced. ”

"There is great power from above, joint mage, martial arts breaker. Overnight, martial artists of level nine and above were all stained with blood. By the time the sun rose again, the continents had changed color. ”

"High-level blood stained, inheritance forbidden. A thousand years later, there are no more seven levels on the continent. ”...,

"The light of the warrior gradually dimmed, and the light of the mage gradually brightened. ”

......

Galodos spoke at length, some of which were conclusions, some of which were inferences, and some of which were citations.

The peaceful old man had only listened quietly, and after a long time had Garodos finished speaking, he said in a difficult tone: "So, in ancient times, the mage, was weak and existed?"

Galodos nodded.

"If it was the mage who was above the warrior at that time......"

"I think the result is the same, the current warrior, that's what it looks like. Galodos said categorically, without question.

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere here suddenly became calm.

"Will that change happen again?" asked the peaceful old man after a long time.

"I don't know. Old friend, I don't know. "However, judging from the situation of the past 10,000 years, this place has been abandoned. ”

"Wasteland?" muttered the peaceful old man, his gaze far-reaching.

This concludes the conversation.

When they came to the beach again, what the two of them said was a completely different topic. "Old monster, why do you say it will take ten months to take that step?" asked Galodos, rather puzzled.

"I don't know why, but I just know the timing. The peaceful old man shook his head and said, "Old friend, this question is handed over to you, I don't understand, and I don't have time to understand." ”

"Are you so sure I'm going to take this step too?" asked Galodos.

"Sooner or later. The old man was equally sure.

"I think so, too. Galodos smiled, "Old monster, when the time comes, let's have a fight?"

"I'm not a madman like you, when the time comes, you should go to the battle with my disciple, he has now reached the mage, and he is in the middle stage. The peaceful old man said with confidence.

Hearing this, Galodos almost jumped up, "Your disciple, that little doll you just took in twenty years ago?"

"He's not a little doll anymore. The peaceful old man smiled.

"Damn, I don't even know what to say. Galodos muttered like a child.

"So be it, old friend, I'm leaving. The peaceful old man stepped forward, hugged Galodos, and then his figure disappeared, and in a moment, he disappeared into Galodos's sense, and in the imperceptible tide of the element, there was a message as if it came in the wind:

"By the way, old friend, you may be able to ask someone your question, and you may get an unexpected answer. It was a seventh-grade elementary school apprentice, thirteen years old this year. ”