40. Memories of the Old Days (I)
"Oh, the person who can preside over the soul contract at will, is he also a mage?"
When Rodnal heard this, he couldn't help but become interested, if what Elivan said was true, then his friend must have an extremely profound study of the soul, and presiding over the soul contract must also require a part of the demon's physique, because only the demon has the ability to cut off a small piece of soul from the soul of the contractor. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
Thinking of this, he was also very interested in this companion in Elivan's mouth, after the golden age of magic in the Second Age had passed, this kind of special mage had been difficult to find, so after thinking about it again, Rodnal nodded, and it was considered to admit Elivan's first request.
"Very well, I'm interested in unusual mages like you and your friends, and I promise you that as soon as he appears in Storm Bay, I'll bring him here as soon as he appears, oh, yes!"
The old man seemed to remember something, stretched out his cane and lightly touched it in the air, and the same picture as before appeared in front of Elivan again, the same Wendy and others who fell into a coma, but this time next to these people, there were more acquaintances of Elivan, and it was Andre who was covered with blood all over his body, and the steel plate armor of the half-orc had disappeared, and his whole body was covered with all kinds of small wounds, and it looked like he had been tortured miserably.
The most terrifying thing was the whip mark on his face, which cut from his forehead to his chin, almost splitting his face in half, but it was clear from the clear mirror image that AndrΓ© was still alive.
"This little guy I found today in the sea not far from the bay pier, when a whole team of Krakens were looking for him, and as far as I know, he seems to have ended up here to cover your escape? Hum. β
The old man waved his hand to put away the picture, looked at Elivan, whose face was extremely ugly, and sneered mercilessly, "I was extremely disgusted with orcs, but this little thing changed my stubborn opinion, tsk, there are one hundred and twenty-seven scars on the whole body, and there are nine compound toxins in the body, all of which are non-fatal injuries and non-lethal poisons, obviously tortured by the group of krakens, and you also saw the whip mark on your face, right?" Let me tell you, that thing is called the Deep Sea Demon Snake, it is a strange creature, it can withstand thousands of tons of huge force and continue, and the scales of the whole body can also be turned upside down when the owner needs it, it is simply a natural whip weapon, but the number of this highly poisonous creature is scarce, and only the leader of the Kraken is qualified to raise one. β
Speaking of this, the old man laughed twice, squinted his eyes and said, "I can cure him, and I can guarantee that his body will fully recover to his previous condition, you see, he has done so much for you, and endured such terrible pain, now it is your turn!
"I'll grant you all your requests, as long as you heal him! And we should have a companion, a bearded dwarf, and I beg you to help me find him!"
"Are you still qualified to bargain with me, little one, show your sincerity, and these little things will not be a problem at all!"
Rodnal didn't say anything at all, just looked at Elevenn who was standing there with his head bowed with gloomy eyes, not that the old man was unwilling to help Eleven, but that he felt that if he agreed so easily, when he contacted Elevenn again in the future, wouldn't he be at a disadvantage? This little devil is already very difficult to deal with, in Rodnar's more than a thousand years of life, it is not that he has never seen someone more difficult than Eleven, but at his age, Elevenn is indeed quite difficult.
And what Rodnar wants is actually very simple, he doesn't want money, he doesn't want Elivan's allegiance, and he doesn't want anything else, what he wants is just Eleven's bow, the bow in this transaction, yes, people, it's a very strange animal, once you bow your head once, then the second and third times will follow, this truth, Rodnall understands very well, and Eleven, also understands very well.
Elivan muttered his mouth, the voice from his mouth was dry and hoarse, his body trembled slightly, as a smart person, how could he not know what the old man wanted? He gritted his teeth, and his body fell to the ground, but at this moment, the agate hidden deep in his spiritual space suddenly spoke,
"Wait! Tell that old man about the Ring! I can feel the same fluctuations in him as you do!"
"What fluctuations?"
Eliven suddenly stopped his movements and asked quietly in his heart.
"It's an unconscious fluctuation that emanates from a long period of contact with the ring that your grandfather left you! You have only worn it for five years, and you have that special fluctuation on your body, although it is very weak, but I can already clearly feel it after the second unsealing, and the fluctuation on his body is thousands of times stronger than yours! It means that he must have carried the ring for no less than hundreds of years, but now the ring is no longer on him! Tell him the news! Maybe you still have to earn!"
"Huh?"
Seeing that Elivan, who was already half-kneeling on the ground, suddenly stopped his movements, Rodnar's eyes that had already revealed joy suddenly showed a sense of dissatisfaction, and snorted coldly, obviously, he thought that Eliven was deliberately entertaining him, but the next moment, Elivan said squirmingly,
"I'm sincere! The most precious thing my grandfather left me was on my friend, and I was going to give it to you when he came!"
"I'm not rare! You can go! When you figure it out, when you come back to me!"
Rodnar closed his eyes, threw out a sentence with an indifferent expression, and gave an unceremonious eviction order with his head propped up.
"Well, well, that's such a good ring, it's said to have been handed down from the Second Age. β
Elevenn turned around and muttered in a low voice as he walked, "When my grandfather found it from the battlefield of Pakan in the Plains of Dragons, it was..."
"Wait!"
Before he could take a few steps, Rodnar's call to stop came, and although the old man wanted to make his voice dull, the tension contained in it was still irrepressibly revealed, Elevenn smiled, turned around, still looking dumbfounded, he looked blankly at the abyssal astrologer who had risen from the throne,
"What's wrong?
Seeing Elivan pretending to be stupid, Rodnar's heart was full of suppressed anger, he glared at Elivan viciously, the latter cheekily smiled at him, the indescribable triumph couldn't help but make the cane in the old man's hand point to the ground again, but this time it was probably just venting his anger, the five sword-wielding angel statues did not kill directly like the previous time, which also made Elivan who was a soldier a little more confident in his heart.
"The ring! β
Rodnar sat back on his throne, his eyes closed, seemingly casually commanding, but Elivan could vaguely feel that all the old man's attention was now focused on himself, and even the air around his body had become viscous, in this case, Elivan had a good chance of being found if he told a lie, especially when facing an astrologer who was known for his ability to predict and reverse.
But fortunately, he didn't have to lie at all, so Elivan, who was in a relaxed mood, casually wiped it in the air, and an ice-cast high-backed chair quickly "grew" behind him, and the main body was full of ice picks, which looked like a crystal clear ice throne, he sat on it steadily, crossed his legs, and put a cigarette on the corner of his mouth, and exhaled comfortably in Rodinall's disgusted gaze,
"That was decades ago, and my grandfather, Sass Mogedin, and the younger generation of the other seven families were in the Northern Covenant He fought heroically in the Northern Campaign on the Dragon Plains, which lasted for several years, so he soon became the captain of their battle mage squad, and it is said that in the middle and late stages of the war, he was also sent to participate in the ambush against the Orc Great Chief near Pakan, which was about the last major battle he participated in. β
As he spoke, Eliven remembered the night in the wolf wilderness, under the galaxy, the scene before Sass died, and he couldn't help but fall into a strong sense of dΓ©jΓ vu, and his voice became smaller and smaller, but Rodinor seemed to understand his emotions very well, so he let him sit there with a dull gaze, and did not make a sound to disturb, until a few minutes later, Elevenn came to his senses, smiled embarrassedly at Rodnall, and then continued,
That battle was called the "meat grinder" by the surviving veterans The battle, the human blocking army, the aid army and the rescue force that the orcs rushed to hear the news, the whole hundreds of thousands of people fought in the narrow area, three days and three nights, after the commander's crazy attack regardless of casualties, the ambush army that my grandfather participated in finally knocked on the defense line of the Kukaron guards around the orc Great Chief, although in the end they still killed the big chief before the orc rescue force broke through the human defense line, but including the battle mage squad, the original army of tens of thousands of people, in the end only thousands of people came out of the meat grinder alive, including my grandfather, but several of his brothers, but forever left on that cursed land. β
Speaking of this, Eliven smiled strangely, "But probably even the commander of the battle at that time, the famous "White Knight" Neither Goshua Lens nor the mage leader Supreme Gregory could have imagined that the greatest trophy they should have received was gone, but the body of the Great Chief was gone, and no one knew where the corpse that had been pierced by dozens of swords had gone, and he had almost quietly disappeared from the battlefield, which undoubtedly made the victory that had been won so hard a lot of color, but that was only for those soldiers, and my grandfather had his own gains. β
"The ring?"
Rodnar's face showed a look of understanding, he didn't really believe that Elivan would really know the secret about the ring, but now listening to his story, the old man changed his opinion, what this guy said should be true, because he himself paid attention to the war back then, after the death of the Great Chief, he also set off to the battlefield to search for the whereabouts of the Ring, but never found it, now it seems that it is probably because the Great Chief has not died yet, the Ring has fallen into the hands of Elivan's grandfather.
"Yes, the ring!"
Elivan drew a circle in the air with his finger, and at the end of the moment, a crystal clear ring of ice appeared in the air, and Elivan flicked it, and the ring spun around him rapidly,
"Probably when the Great Chief realized that he had survived, he cut off his fingers, and handed them to one of his humble attendants along with the ring on his fingers, and then dragged his seriously wounded body and led the remaining remnants of the defeated army to launch a huge counter-charge, of course, he himself died in that charge in the end, but his attendant took advantage of the cheers of the humans, secretly ran out, took the ring and the remains of the Great Chief, and almost disappeared into the vast dragon plain. β
"But the squire's luck wasn't good enough, or rather, my grandfather's luck was too good. β
Elevenn stretched out his palm and made a cutting motion, " On that day, he and his squad were assigned to patrol because they had offended their superiors, and wandered back and forth on the edge of the battlefield, reaping the lives of a few escaped orcs, and just as night fell, they caught a seventh prey, and then found a severed finger from the bosom of the prey, which was already extremely weak, and a ring, which was so ordinary that at that time, such skirmishes happened almost every moment of the day, and no one would pay attention to what they had gained, so after the war, my grandfather returned to his hometown with an urn of half a carriage, found a wife, and lived in peace for decadesIt wasn't until six years ago that a group of miscellaneous people found him because of the ring and wiped out his entire family, except for a small child who escaped with the ring. β
The young man spread his hands with a normal face, tilted his head and smiled, "That's the whole story." β
And Rodnal squinted his eyes and rubbed his chin,
"I'm curious, what happened to the kid who escaped?"
"What can I do?"
Elevenn smiled and rubbed his hands, "After he escaped, every night he would quietly make a cute little thing to calm his irritable mood, until one afternoon five years later, he sent these little things to the crumbs of the house, and put on a big fireworks show for them, really, tsk, very beautiful." β
"How many people did his fireworks kill?"
"How can I count this," Elevenn propped his head with one hand, and his other hand rhythmically tapped on the armrest of the Ice Throne, and said with a depressed face, "At that time, I was only concerned about revenge, but I didn't think about it and affected ordinary people, but the people who can live in that city are no better than that, if you have to have a number, it will be about 100,000." β
"Oh, yes. β
Elivan added with a big smile, "That naughty kid even picked up the crumbs' house, and it feels really good. β
"Hmph, at a young age, it's quite murderous!"
The corners of Rodnar's eyes twitched, no wonder this guy was so bold, it turned out that he was the famous "Sam tragedy" in the mage world The man behind the scenes, the guy with the black mane, in the letter to him, just simply said that Elivan's origin is not small, but there is no Tisam at all, it seems that he still underestimates this guy, the old man silently warned himself in his heart, in fact, he does not blame him, after thousands of years of long time, these far beyond human beings always like to look at the world that is changing all the time with old eyes, such as the most representative race, elves.
"Let's not talk about these things, are you sure the ring is still on your friend?"
Rodnaar asked.
"Of course, my friend knew something about the ring, and I needed his help when I was in Sam, so I gave him the ring, and that's the business of the two of you, as long as you can get it from him. β
Elevenn shook his hand nonchalantly, and Rodnar nodded with satisfaction, not caring at all that the ownership of the ring had now been transferred to Rattle, and after a few minutes, Elevenn looked left and right, and asked with curiosity on his face,
"What the hell is that ring for? Why do people like you value that thing so much? I heard that the Krakens who have been making a lot of trouble in the Storm Sea recently also have an identical ring in their hands, how many of them are there? My father said that it involved the secrets of gods and demons, is it true?"
When the old man heard Elivan's question, he first nodded noncommittally, and then looked at Elivan with a sneer,
"Hehe, are you sure you want to know? I'm telling you beforehand that if you know what this thing represents, I'm afraid you'll never live in peace for the rest of your life. β
"Blew up Sam, destroyed the Nine Towers, joined the darkness, and made a feud with the Stalker Guild, and now the Great Elder of the Destruction Council has released a message to capture me alive, even if you don't know about it, do you think I can live in peace in this life?"
Elivan smiled and clapped his hands, counting his current opponents one by one, but before he could finish speaking, Rodnar laughed and pointed at Elivan,
"That's why I said that you kid is very good, in the second age that my fathers often mentioned, you will become a big man 100%, okay, since you want to know, I will tell you all!"
Saying that, the old man stood up, raised his cane and swiped vigorously in the air, and a black spatial crack appeared in mid-air with the traces of his cane, he nodded to Elivan, motioned for him to follow, and then stepped into the rift in one step, Elivan moved his hands and feet, walked to the front of the rift, looked at the surrounding black spatial crack, and couldn't help swallowing his saliva, but he knew how destructive it was to look at the inconspicuous little thing, so he simply gave himself a thick layer of frost armor, and then he dared to jump into the spatial riftγ
"You have to learn more from this old man, look at the actions of others without a trace of fireworks when they cast spells, and then look at yours, just from the point of view of appearance, you are 108,000 miles away from others. β
Just when Eliven passed through the spatial rift, Agate's voice sounded in his head again, and he didn't know where this guy had come from so many words and so many crooked reasoning since he woke up, this time it began to comment on Elivan's spell casting action again, although the young man himself didn't care, but he also knew that compared to Rodnar's spell casting action as smooth and free as eating and drinking, spell chanting as fast as lightning and magic seal that couldn't see the movement at all, his own spell casting action was a little too formulaic, and even if he was still frantically practicing the spell casting method of using mental power to build a spell model for a period of time, but compared to the old mages who have made casting spells a common thing in their lives, this casting speed is still a bit slow.
To be honest, if you really face off against an orthodox old mage of the Second Age like Rodnar, I'm afraid that people have finished reciting both spells, and one of their own mana models has not been able to condense yet, and for this problem, even Onyx has no good way, so he can only practice more, as the saying goes, how can he make perfect?
He didn't bother to argue with Onyx, just let it chirp in his own mind, and he himself was very interested in the scene on the other side of the spatial rift, maybe opposite Rodnal's private laboratory, maybe it was the view of the Second Age that he restored.
But when the darkness in front of him dissipated, the sight that met his eyes surprised him and Onyx, who had been chattering, and they froze in place for a while.
"So much... Tombstone!"
"What is this place?"
In front of Elivan, there was a dense cemetery, like a cemetery in a previous life, each cemetery was preceded by a strange-looking cross, with a dim canopy and a whirring wind, which made Eliven feel a little inexplicably nervous, and it seemed to him that there was something else entrenched in this empty cemetery, and that thing was bypassing Rodnal, who was standing in front of him, and turned his attention to himself.
"Be careful! This should be an unnaturally formed consciousness aggregate of the dead, very powerful! Don't resist! But it doesn't seem to have any malice!"
Just before the elements covered by Eleven's left and right hands were about to be awakened, the voice of agate sounded in his head, and the young man almost subconsciously dispersed the elements on his arms, and stood there, allowing the unseen, touchable, and inaudible aggregate of consciousness to lean towards him, and almost in the time of a breath, the aggregate of consciousness stood beside Eleven, as if looking at him curiously.
What does it feel like to be watched so closely by an aggregate of consciousness that looks like an undead, but is far more powerful than an ordinary undead?
"It's cold!
Elivan said tremblingly, originally as a mage who practiced the mysteries of the elements, he had no concept of temperature for a long time, whether it was in the scorching sun or the north wind howling, his body was almost always a very balanced twenty-six degrees, no cold, no heat, but at this moment, that indescribable feeling appeared in his senses again, like the sour feeling of jumping into the snowdrift with his bare butt when it was more than ten degrees below zero in winter.
What's even more terrifying is that this cold feeling is not fed back to him by the surface of the body, but from his soul, it is simply cold frozen into the bone marrow, and in just a few minutes before and after, Elivan feels that his whole body has been numb, to be precise, his body is normal, but his spirit is no longer able to manipulate his body. (To be continued.) )