[502] Memories are like the wind, where is the wizard's path, Wang Ya will always chase the truth (ask for votes)
Knock knock!
There was a slight knock on the door.
The man outside the door seemed to be in a very nervous mood, and Wang Ya could hear the sound of his heart beating faster, and deliberately suppressing his breathing and rising body temperature.
"Come in."
The earth-gray wizard's robes, Gagarin, who was once the chief of the Condor lineage, are now old and unrepresentable. With the permission of the Nightmare Grand Wizard, he pushed open the door and walked in with his head bowed, looking only at the boots of the black-robed figure on the desk with only the peripheral eyes of his eyes.
"It's an honor to see the Nightmare Wizard."
The old wizard's back was a little rickety, and his eyes were getting more and more dim, and after expressing his respect for the nightmare wizard, the originally curved back seemed to be about to break.
"I know what you're here for, and I can help you, but at what cost?"
The Nightmare Wizard looked expressionless, looking at the old face.
Whether it is in the heart of conquest or in the dark place, the relationship between the two is not close enough to be claimed for free.
Wizards never ask for anything for free, and no matter how close they are, no matter how close they are, they have to pay some price.
Of course, this price is judged by his subjective criteria.
Gagarin's face, which had been flushed with excitement, became as powerful as if it was about to return to the light, and when he heard the second half of the sentence, everything shrank back again, his face was pale, and his wrinkled face was even more frowned, as if he was uneasy.
"The price!" Gagarin's heart was at a loss, what else could he give.
Aging bodies, depleted bloodlines, weaker vital signs, and no longer pure souls.
He didn't seem to be able to match the price of the Nightmare Archwizard's help.
So he was silent, not knowing how to answer the question.
Seeing this, the Nightmare Grand Wizard spoke, "Well, I'll give you a choice. β
"Your appeal is nothing more than the bloodline of the family, the continuation of the descendants, the weakness of the body, death is imminent, and you have to come to me."
"Now I can help your blood descendants, and propose a less over-the-top to go, or I can reshape your body and give you fresh life and pure soul."
In other words, Gagarin had a chance to break into the official wizard and return to his youth.
If the impact fails, it is naturally death.
In a sense, it was also a recovery that had squeezed his remaining potential, but it wasn't much different from the broken, old body itself.
As for the heart of the wizard, Wang Ya has no way to create it out of thin air,
The choice given now is a test, and it is also a wizard heart that allows Gagarin to regain his old past.
"The price you have to pay is what you need to pay for the other option after choosing one option."
"In other words, if you choose the family, then your existence itself will become my property, and I will make you into a special specimen full of memories and place it in my nightmare vault."
The corners of the Nightmare Grand Wizard's mouth raised a strange arc, "If you choose yourself, then you will have the opportunity to break through the official wizard again and return to a healthy and strong period; The price is your family bloodline, which will become my possession and become my test subject. β
Gagarin's face turned extremely pale, and he stood in place in a daze, his pupils full of fluctuations and struggles.
How should he choose?
It's about choosing yourself.
Or choose the family.
Once the Nightmare Archwizard has made a decision, there is no possibility of any change.
He is also not qualified to have the Nightmare Archwizard change.
Gagarin was dazed, and one image after another appeared in his mind.
There was a strong, healthy time when he was young, regaining his heyday.
There are also familiar faces in the family, which are his descendants, his bloodline.
Choose the family, then he will die completely, disappear, and become a dead thing in the vault of the Nightmare Great Wizard.
Choose yourself, everything in the family, will cease to exist.
'What should I do, what should I do, teacher, if you are here, can you tell me how to choose?' β
Gagarin's pupils were bloodshot, and in a trance, he seemed to see the Condor wizard sitting on the throne, staring at him coldly with a mocking expression.
"Didn't you already make your choice, stupid Gagarin, what are you hesitating about, ask your own heart, your wizarding heart has rotted to such an appearance, so ugly?"
"Yes, my wizard's heart is so rotten and ugly?" Gagarin muttered to himself, his eyes gradually turning from confusion to determination, and he seemed to have found what his heart was looking for.
"From the beginning, didn't I come for my family, for them, why did I hesitate to think of myself."
"What can you do when you recover your health, and can you really be promoted to a true spirit wizard" Gagarin smiled bitterly, as if he was speaking to himself, "It's all in vain, and for this, you have to sacrifice everyone in the family and completely cut off the road to the future." β
"If the family can continue, and if more powerful wizards can appear, my bloodline will always last; There will always be a great back that will take my wizarding path to a higher level and bear witness to the Door of Truth for me. β
Gagarin knelt down on one knee and said in a deep voice, "Nightmare Wizard, I've made my choice. β
"I'm willing to pay my own price in exchange for giving my family a chance."
The Nightmare Wizard was expressionless, and did not comment on Gagarin's choice, but only nodded.
"Yes."
"Thank you, Nightmare Wizard."
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Inside the bubble world.
On the top floor of the Nightmare Tower, it belongs to the exclusive rest room of the Nightmare Grand Wizard, and there are various books on the shelves, each of which is a rare treasure outside, and it is also a witchcraft, a unique inheritance.
The inheritance of the Nightmare Ancient Tree is also connected to this bookshelf.
Wang Ya often stands here and reads, if he encounters some problems, unsolvable experimental troubles, in order to relax, but also to relieve the symptoms of boredom, he will come here to read.
Next to the bookshelf is a display cabinet with each small compartment placed separately in special glass.
Wang Ya opened one of the empty cabinet glasses and put a small doll doll into it; The appearance and characteristics of the doll are lifelike, just like a real person.
He was dressed in an earthy gray wizard's robe, his face was stiff, but his pupils were very human, which was a kind of expectation.
"It's a pity, if it's a true spirit wizard, at least it can be ranked in the middle and upper ranks in my collection."
Wang Ya wrote the serial number for the puppet.
- Inferior No. 314.
Evaluation tags: Good blood, old body, full of hope for the beauty, carrying some precious memories and memories.
"It's time to go to another special banquet, and I've been delayed for some time, and I hope a few old friends can be relieved."
With a smile on the corner of her mouth, Wang Ya picked up a few small gifts on the table, turned around and walked into the void.
Located in the commercial street of the upper courtyard area of the headquarters, the No. 1 private room of the Wizard's Mansion in the most central area.
The wizard waiter carefully placed the food on the table.
The space in the private room is very spacious, and the space folding method is also used, including the wizard guests, who can change the internal environmental structure through spiritual power, obtain more space, and some special environmental landforms.
At this moment, the No. 1 private room is a slightly cramped private room, like a tavern room, with a few sofas, a tea table, and the plates placed on it are also relatively simple snacks and desserts.
"A few guests, if you need anything, you can call me at any time."
The wizard waiter bowed slightly, then exited the room, closed the door, and the witch array was activated, and a burst of spatial aura enveloped it, perfectly isolating the inside and outside, even if other wizards wanted to use witchcraft to probe the situation inside, it was impossible to do it.
If you use space-related witchcraft, it will emit the corresponding spatial aura, and the witch circle center will receive it within one second and feed back to the management of the mansion; Specialized law enforcement wizards will come in the shortest possible time to deal with the relevant violators.
The service is so good, and naturally the price is extraordinarily high.
Matthew, who was so high that he sat on the sofa, was a little restless and reserved, holding an expensive wizard's drink, his slightly cloudy gaze reflecting the luster of the red liquid.
He is also old, compared to the past, his hair has grayed, and there are wrinkles on his face, which is still the result of the constant stimulation of particle energy, maintaining the vitality of the body, and using some auxiliary means.
Matthew looked at the old man who was still pretty like a girl with emotion, and his heart was a little more complicated.
Even if he changes places, the support of the Antun family, who already has a large status and size, and Mona's wizard qualifications are also higher than him, and the further he goes on the wizard road, there is a difference between him and Mona, and it will get bigger and bigger, which is normal.
Although I heard that the Antoun family is also declining, and it is not doing very well.
But no matter what, the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, and it still surpasses his family by many levels.
His wizarding path stops at the Extreme Wizard Apprentice.
In order to continue the ideal of chasing the truth, he chose to spread out and multiply a wizard family.
So far, there are five of his direct descendants, and the number of second and third generations will increase.
While enjoying the joy of family, he also struggled with how to carry forward the Tazmi family.
After all, not only can you develop and grow with a large number of people, but you also have to rely on a powerful wizard as a needle to fix the sea.
He was also surprised when he was invited to a sudden banquet this time, especially since the initiator was still the Nightmare Grand Wizard.
He hadn't thought about it since the Darkness left.
The party was an experience that I didn't grow up when I was young, and as the wizards grew up, their identities and statuses were different, and it was often just a luxury to recreate some friendships and experiences from the past.
This is not a change in each other's hearts, but the result of the difference in strength and environment.
A powerful wizard can go into retreat for a long time.
It is very likely that the friends of the past are all gray-haired and drooping and decrepit.
Isn't that what he is right now?
The topics of communication with each other are also different and not on the same level.
Sometimes there is no contact, but it is the best to get along, and the purity of mutual friendship can be maintained the most.
Matthew is very open and calm, and will not change his mentality and thoughts because of these things.
"Long time no see, Matthew."
Mona Antoun held the wine glass in both hands, her face was a little red in the light, and her voice was gentle.
"Long time no see, Mona."
Matthew picked up his wine glass, took a sip, picked up some snacks on the table, and lay on the sofa in a casual manner.
"After so many years, I didn't expect that we would be able to get together again, and the last time we had a meeting, how many years ago, I can't remember it."
Mona's tone was embarrassed, with memories and emotion in her eyes.
Matthew listened, waited until Mona finished speaking, then put down the small plate in his hand, and said with the same smile: "I think what you want to say to me should not be as much as that person, or wait for that person to come, you can say it again." β
"After all, you've been waiting for so many years."
Matthew winked at Mona, whose face was becoming more and more ruddy, and his obviously old face reappeared as youthful as he was back then.
Mona was stunned for a moment, then lowered her eyes unnaturally and pursed her lips.
With both hands off the cup, on his lap, he seemed to be holding something and squeezing it tightly.
"Sorry, I'm delayed for a while, I'm a little late, I shouldn't be late."
A cold voice sounded, and the young wizard in a black robe walked out of the void with a smile on his face, silently, and even the aura of spatial fluctuations was smoothed out, without causing any abnormal movement in the witch array.
"Nightmare Wizard." x2
Mona and Matthew stood up from the couch and shouted in unison, looking extremely reserved.
"It's just the three of us today, just be casual, as we did in the past."
Wang Ya inexplicably thought of an article that he had read on the earth in his previous life, the story of a rich man named Zhou Shuren and a subordinate named Runtu.
How similar they are now.
The difference is that he will not change, no matter what kind of influence, he will always stick to his original intention.
As for whether the memory and imaginary person have changed, this is not in his consideration.
"Yes, Nightmare Wizard." Matthew responded.
"Ordered your favorite frog leg, would you like a drink?" It was Mona who responded like that.
"Frog legs!" Wang Yaleng paused for a moment, remembering the dark places in the past, he was often late, and a drink was ordered in advance; The taste and appearance are not what he likes, but he is tricked by Gray, and he often orders this style, and he is too lazy to change it, so that he has developed the habit of drinking frog legs at parties.
Looking at the drink in front of him, the liquid of not very beautiful color, the edge of the cup was a frog's thigh, and two eyes stared straight at him.
Wang Ya chuckled, "Of course you can." β
He lifted the frog leg, whose name he had almost forgotten, and took a sip of it to his lips.
Now he remembered the name of the drink.
- The Scarlet Witch of Darkness.
Every drink has its own story.
Wang Ya had no intention of understanding the story.
Matthew watched from the sidelines, and his mouth shook, and he secretly said in his heart, "Mistake, Matthew, Matthew, aren't you mentally prepared, don't have pressure, don't have a difference in identity, why did you start again?"
Coughing, he took the initiative to say, "Wang Ya, it's true that I haven't seen you for a long time, how are you doing?" β
He kept his eyes open, trying his best to press the cloudiness in his eyes to the corners of his eyes, showing the bright and shiny side.
"A special experiment is underway, and after completion, there is a high probability that it will be able to break through from the maturity stage to the flowering stage, that is, the True Spirit Wizard will break through to the Star Wizard."
Wang Ya smiled and took another sip of wine.
Matthew: "."
"To be a man? I'm just enough to enter the limit wizard apprenticeship, and I haven't even reached the limit state or the limit breaking state. Matthew complained, slumping helplessly on the couch.
"I can see it, and I can see that you're going to die." Wang Ya put down the cup in his hand.
"I'm going to die, don't you care, don't you give me another life or something, let me continue to live." Matthew's face turned hateful, and he glared at him with a fierce face.
"If you want, I can renew your life and give you eternal life." Wang Ya said seriously.
Matthew: "."
Matthew swallowed his saliva, "It's a little exciting, what kind of immortal life method, what kind of price do you need me to pay to you." β
"Don't pay me a price, just pay the price after eternal life is achieved." The smile on Wang Ya's face was extraordinarily bright, and her black eyes were still a little expectant, "I have some ideas recently, and I want to conduct in-depth reconstruction research on dream creatures; I already have a full-fledged resurrection function, and you are a Nightmare Scourge yourself, although you have not obtained enough Scourge points to purchase a resurrection opportunity, but if you are willing to cooperate with my experiment, I can waive the cost of resurrecting your new life. β
Matthew was really moved and asked, "To be specific, what kind of costs and consequences will there be in eternal life, and it should be said that what kind of hidden dangers will there be if you cooperate with the experiment." β
Wang Ya thought for a moment and replied: "The body can't be wanted, the soul will also change, the basic soul minimum unit starting from scratch, plus your consciousness and spirit, after the nourishment of various resources, complete the rebirth in the special biological system wizard instrument; The definition of rebirth is the re-creation and programming of you from both the soul and the body. β
"After all, what you think of yourself is only character, memory; In our eyes, you are also the part of your personality that you have, memories. β
Wang Ya said: "How about it, do you want to participate in the experiment and become my first test subject." Most of the previous experimental projects have been completed, and only the final clinical time is missing; Although I can't complete the soul transformation in public in reality, it's too subtle and mysterious, but in the dream world, I can use some of my technical experience in studying the nature of dream creatures to add the power of nightmare to destroy dreams, directly distort reality, and achieve a deep interface that cannot be affected in reality. β
"In that case, even though your soul may no longer be a soul in the pure sense, but a dream origin product formed by the interweaving of consciousness and the power of dreams, the chance of success is as high as about forty percent if you are reborn."
"It's only forty percent, just let me be your guinea pig, isn't it higher?" Matthew's eyes widened.
"Forty is higher, and maybe it will be lower, after all, there is no real clinical practice. You may be reborn, or you may have a complete breakdown, lose your sense of self and memory, and become a confused, chaotic dream creature all day long. β
"Wait! Dream creatures, you say? β
"That's right, the end result of experimental modification programming is to turn you into a dream creature, a special kind of self-aware dream creature that can be immortalized as long as you are in my bubble world; Even if the dream origin of the dream creature is time-sensitive, it will degenerate after a certain period of time, and it will die out into the basic dream power, I can continue to program and transform it for you at any time. β
When it comes to the experimental course of his own research, Wang Ya seems to be very talkative, looking at Matthew with fiery eyes, as if he is looking at a precious object.
"Imagine that dream creatures do not have the physical weaknesses of real conventions, as long as they are not fatally injured or affect the origin of dreams, they can recover their injuries by absorbing the power of dreams, and they can continue to grow stronger, and they can be resurrected by me when they die.
It's nothing more than the connection between the origin of the dream and the core of the nightmare dream, and you can't get rid of it, eternal life is close at hand, become a mere dream native, you are about to get a new life, a man who is about to be reborn. β
Wang Ya smiled and looked at the old man expectantly.
Matthew grinned and said angrily: "Come on, I don't want to wade into this troubled water without clinical experiments, and I don't know the essence, if you make a monster and make life more painful than death, it will be really tormenting." β
"What's more, it's not interesting to live, I've lived long enough, I've enjoyed all the things I enjoy, and I've worked hard to chase the wizard's path."
It's just that there is no result, no future. Matthew said the latter sentence in his heart.
"Illusory eternal life is not what I am pursuing, and I will die in reality when I die." Matthew said very open-mindedly: "If I die, you two can visit my grave, or talk to my heart, so that I may exist and may not exist undead, just listen." β
Matthew stared at Wang Ya with straight eyes, and said seriously: "I want to watch you go down and see how far you can go." β
Mona didn't speak, her eyes lowered, looking at the drinks on the table.
The atmosphere in the room became more and more dull and serious.
Wang Ya smiled indifferently, "I must do it." β
"That's good." Matthew raised the wine glass, the liquid in it kept shaking, not a drop was scattered, although he was old and unlooking, and his state had declined, but the hand holding the wine glass was still as safe as steel; After all, this is the last glass of wine in his life, and he still drinks with his old friends, the past.
"So. Long time no see, Wang Ya. β
The three of them raised their glasses together, the sound of the glass clashing was very crisp, and they drank it in one gulp.
It seems to correspond to the three people in the past, and the memories of each other.
It's just as it is today.
"Long time no see, Mona."
"Long time no see, Matthew."
Matthew scoffed, "This is the last meeting, and you two can continue to see each other many times." β
The cup was placed on the table.
Matthew sat on the sofa and sighed, "The past is like the wind, if you die, it will be blown away, and the grave soil will not keep the wind; You are still alive, there is still hope and a future, then you must live well, grow into a towering tree, retain more wind, go to the sky, and see a broader landscape. β
"It's a pity that there were four people at the beginning, and there was still one person missing."
The two were also silent.
Matthew didn't speak again, leaning back on the couch, as if he had drunk his drink, feeling more drunk and sleepy.
"Wait, I think the idea of immortality is still good, you can experiment with my soul and remnant body, but leave me a backup of my spiritual consciousness memory, it's better to be alive or alive." Matthew's pretended sleep eyelids opened, suppressed his drunkenness, forced himself to his feet, and spoke in a weak tone.
"I hope your experiment really works, and it really works, you pervert who plays with the soul of a wizard."
Matthew trembled and raised his right hand and raised a middle finger at Wang Ya.
The old body leaned on the sofa and fell asleep, without a trace of movement, even the sound of a heartbeat.
He couldn't wake up again.
βMatthew (S) K. Tazmi.
Today, in the reunion of old friends, death in the memories died at the youngest and sunrise moment.
SP: One more thing.
(End of chapter)