The vole once wanted to be an invincible rich man, or the kind of person who had a story and a background. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

For example, once the family was wiped out and lived on the streets. And then make every effort to create brilliance......

Of course, voles are not naïve enough to think that such a character really exists in the world. He's a divine beast that has lived for three epochs!

Well, it seems that humans now call him Warcraft.

If you live for a long time, you can naturally see everything. Because of this, he did not understand why the prodigal sons who did not look back were persistent.

Now, he is in the building of the Nine Eagles.

"Heh, do you still think you are the young master of the dove who calls for wind and rain?" the bewitching woman said in the same strange manner, while the red-haired young man on the side lowered his head and clenched his fists in his hands.

The vole was hidden on the side, munching melon seeds and watching the show.

The red-haired boy's expression was masked by his forehead, but his anger could still be felt in the air.

"I can't compete with you, but this home is mine!"

The bewitching woman smiled disdainfully, and waved her hand to let her men drive the boy out.

The boy was so embarrassed that he was dragged out by those people.

Voles are also not far behind.

The red-haired boy was exactly what a dove looked like. And judging by the vole, this dove is not an illusion in an illusion, but a real person.

It seems that he is the only one who survives the mission. The vole thought to himself, and he followed closely behind the dove, curious to see what he would do.

The dove walked out of the Nine Eagles Company and strolled down the street. He walked aimlessly for a long time, and finally came to a stop in a clearing where no one was around.

The unwillingness in his heart could not be held back, and he shouted at the sky: "I am the heir!"

The voice was full of anger, and the surrounding anger and murderous aura rushed through.

The vole's eyes moved slightly, and the Tree of Greed had already planted its seeds in the dove's body, and letting it go would only turn the dove into a monster. So, the vole wanted to kill him immediately.

But suddenly, the picture in front of the vole's eyes froze.

The dove looked up to the sky and roared angrily, and the wind blew the leaves all over the ground. A crescent moon hanging high in the sky, a wild cat passing by at your feet.

"What's going on!" the vole was on alert. He felt a powerful sense of oppression, a breath that only someone who was far stronger than him could emit.

However, the vole is already very powerful!

His mind moved, and a knight's spear appeared in his hand. His eyes looked around vigilantly.

"Sweet potato, or?" A childish voice came from behind him, and the vole reflexively threw the spear in that direction.

"Oops!" the vole turned around and saw the comer, and although it was far away, the vole had a keen sense and could see it clearly.

A short figure with a slight shirt and black hair and black eyes. Holding a doll with blonde hair and red clothes in his hand.

That person is Qilu.

The vole's spear has been thrown. His spear is known for being quick and accurate, and even if he teleports with spatial runes now, he may not be able to recover it.

The next moment, he saw the child's figure pierced by a spear.

Wrong...... Wrong!

At this time, the vole's heart seemed to be grasped by the claws of the devil, and he wanted to break free from the evil but had nowhere to escape. He kept blaming himself, and he fell to one knee in pain, gasping for air.

The magic of judgment in his body kept flowing, trying to help him break free from this knot. This is a way to protect one's own soul, even an ordinary mage can do it.

But the situation is hardly improving. Due to the rampant power of the magic, the vole has cracked scars on its body.

You must know that the vole is a divine beast created by the God King, and it is an existence comparable to a true god. If such an effect is caused by an illusion, then the power of this illusion can be imagined!

This illusion is really powerful!" said the vole.

He barely supported himself to his feet, ready to erase this memory.

There are two kinds of magic about memory. The first is the lock, and the second is the chop.

The locked memories return to the door of memory, and they can be retrieved in the end

The severed memories have no place to return, and the caster will completely forget them.

Only by cutting off the memories associated with sin can the vole be lifted from its demonic state

But is it really good to do this? The vole was torn in his heart, he wanted to forget not only the scene where the spear passed through the strange road, but everything about the strange road.

But during the time that Qilu existed, the vole felt very happy.

Since they were created, voles have not really felt happy. The true God on high either looks down on him or turns away from him. The better situation is like Sixteen Nights and Peach, who can live in peace, but cannot understand him.

There are so many people and gods who agree with him, but the way is different.

Humans thought he was a monster and threatened to kill him.

Even the children were afraid of him, and they cried when they saw him.

Therefore, the appearance of Qilu makes the voles very happy.

Although all Qilu did for him was to bury sweet potatoes.

"Is this really good?" muttered the vole, who had already drawn the rune for "slashing", but did not wave his hand to release it.

Happy memories are always difficult to let go, just like lovers who have broken up, and from time to time they will remember the time they once dated.

At this moment, a circle of emerald green branches broke through the ground in the clearing beside the vole. The leaves on the branches resemble olive leaves, but the veins are outlined with golden silk threads.

The olive branches grow taller and taller little by little, and then form a small hood around the vole.

But before that, it threw the cat at the vole's feet.

With this olive cover, the vole instantly felt much more comfortable, and his heart was not as uncomfortable as before.

The surrounding rattans glowed green, resonating with the vole's own magic. The wounds on the vole's body healed quickly, and it was intact in a short time.

Then, the rattan slowly retreated. The vole was surprised to find that Qilu was still standing in front of him intact.

His mouth was wide open, speechless in astonishment.

"What about my illusion?" Qilu's tone was unwavering, but his head tilted, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

Dreamland...... Qilu ...... The vole's brain was a little bad, and it took him a long time to understand Qilu's words.

"Are you the heart of this illusion?" asked the vole.

But the next moment, a sweet potato was smashed on his head.

"This is my illusion!" Qilu was a little angry. He emphasized the words "my illusion".

The vole couldn't understand it even more, he thought Kiru was joking with him. Qilu didn't have the slightest magic fluctuation on his body, and he was not a magician at all.

The vole looked at Qilu seriously.

It doesn't look like an illusion, isn't this kid stupid? The clothes on his body are barely a prop for defending against magic, but the quality is too poor. The only thing that could be seen was the doll......

"Don't kill him yet. Qilu pointed to the dove in the clearing, and ignored the silent vole, and began to talk to himself. This forbidden scene was indeed performed by him, and his purpose was to prevent the voles from killing the doves.

"Why? Letting him go on like this will only make the beast stronger. The vole hurriedly explained, regardless of whether Qilu knew what a Warcraft was.

"Make a bet with me. The child's voice was clear and bright, "That person, able to escape from the control of the monster alone." ”

With that, Qilu disappeared into space. The surrounding scenes come to life.

The cat, which had been thrown by the olive vine, got up from the ground, shook the dirt off its body and continued on its way.

"That man, he was able to escape alone. ”

The vole's ears echoed with the child's voice, and they couldn't stop for a long time.

He also stood in place, unable to move. Just at the moment when Qilu disappeared, he felt the fluctuation of the positioning rune—that is, the special magic fluctuation of Somnium.

"He's ......"

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