"Once upon a time, there was a large family in the distant and ancient East, called the East."

In a dark hallway, a man spoke to his young daughter.

"The history of this family is very long, 2,000 and 500 years."

The man said as he walked down the corridor, and the young daughter was a little surprised, she said, "Father, how strong is a family that can exist in that ancient eastern country for 2,500 years?" ”

"I don't know the specifics." "But the family is now ruined." ”

Destroyed.

The daughter got to the point.

"In other words, does that Oriental family no longer exist?"

"Yes," said the man, "the house of the East was destroyed, just five years ago, and overnight. ”

"Overnight!!"

The daughter was surprised and said, "It's impossible!" For a 2,500-year tradition that can last in that environment, this is enough for this family to have the power to destroy the world! How could it be so destroyed. ”

"But the truth is that the Oriental House was indeed destroyed overnight. And, as it stands, the reason for the family's demise remains a mystery. ”

"That." The daughter thought for a moment and said, "Didn't the Dongfang family make any resistance in the face of this disaster?" ”

"Yes, of course." My father said, "Actually, as early as 500 years ago, an elder of the Oriental family who was good at prophecy predicted this future. This prophecy caused a huge storm in the Oriental family at that time, because they themselves could not think of anything that could destroy them overnight.

They also hoped that this prophecy was wrong, but after many repeated confirmations that this future was real, they panicked, but they also quickly calmed down.

In order to prevent this prophesied future from appearing and let the Dongfang family survive this catastrophe, they decided to create a guardian, a guardian who could allow the Dongfang family to survive this catastrophe safely. And this Guardian is also known as the Final Battle Weapon. ”

"Then they should have failed." The daughter said, "After all, they were destroyed. ”

But the father shook his head: "No, they did not fail, they succeeded in creating the weapon of the final battle, but disaster struck before they could wake up the weapon.

The weapon that the Dongfang family spent five hundred years and spent an unknown amount of resources to build was destroyed before it could be revived. After the disappearance of the Dongfang family, countless people went to the original place of the Dongfang family, hoping to find the weapon, but everyone was disappointed. ”

Hearing this, the daughter said with some regret: "Then this weapon should also be destroyed." Such a treasure is gone. ”

Regarding his daughter's words, the father smiled and said, "No, that weapon has not been destroyed, he is still fine." ”

"But ......"

The daughter suddenly thought of something, and she looked at her father with disbelief in her eyes, but the man sold a pass and said nothing.

The father and daughter walked down the hallway until they reached a door engraved with many magic spells.

The father stopped, turned back to his daughter, and said, "That weapon has not been destroyed, it still exists in this world." ”

With a smile on his face, my father said, "Five years ago, a survivor of the Eastern Family came to our Animsfia house with that weapon and signed a contract with us.

We, the Animsfia family, will continue to fund the awakening of the decisive battle weapon, and in exchange for him, he will hand over the magic knowledge of the gods in the inheritance of the Oriental family to us.

The magic knowledge of the gods is what many people in the magic world are eager for, and our Animsfia family is no exception, so we agreed, but in addition to this, we also put forward the hope that after awakening the weapon, let the weapon become the assistant of our Animusfia family's service, and after negotiation, this time was set at twenty years. ”

Saying this, the smile on my father's face disappeared again, and turned into bitterness and helplessness: "Although the completion of the weapon is close to one hundred percent, the last remaining bit has also choked our Animsfia family, and I have even slowed down the construction of the Chaldea to almost stop, but it is still difficult to fill this resource consumption." ”

"So," said the daughter, looking up, "is this why our Animsfia family is getting poorer and poorer?" ”

Father nodded bitterly, but soon he cheered up and said, "Having said that, our hard days are at the end of today. Because ......"

The father didn't continue, he looked at the door and put his hand on it. When he put his hand on it, a pale blue halo immediately bloomed on the door, and then the door slowly opened.

As the door opened, a strong stream of magic gushed out from within.

The daughter raised her hand in front of her, and the huge flow of magic made her very uncomfortable.

As the flow of magic gradually dispersed, the scene inside the gate gradually became clear, there was a huge space inside the gate, the ground of the space and the stone pillars standing in it had mysterious and complex patterns and grooves, and the grooves flowed with a high concentration of liquid magic, which was fed into a sphere through the tubes suspended in the air.

There is a figure in the center of the sphere.

The father walked into the room with his feet raised, followed by his daughter.

As the father approached, the daughter saw the true face of the figure: the man was curled up in the sphere, his long black hair floating gently behind his head, and the blue liquid magic added a touch of ethereal to his already beautiful face.

Just as the daughter was feeling the amazing beauty, the father said, "Mary. ”

Hearing her father calling herself, Olga Marie Yasmiret Animsfia turned her head to look at her father, Marisbilly Animsfia.

Marisbilly pointed to the figure in mid-air and said, "That's the weapon of the final battle that our Animsfia family spent five years perfecting. ”

Looking at the man, Olga Marie couldn't believe that such a beautiful existence was actually a weapon.

She thought for a moment and said, "Father, does he have a name of his own?" ”

"Yes," said Marisbilly, "his name is Dongfang Yunfan." ”