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Four years ago, on Messiah Island, an attack that surprised everyone shocked the Church of Light and the Alliance of Magicians.

When Asa and Laxis arrived on Messiah Island, the army of the City of Light had not yet arrived, and the defenders of Messiah Island had been defeated.

Walking through the ruins of a coastal fishing port, the wreckage of buildings exudes a chilling chill that stretches all the way to a nearby town. Although it was winter, the climate in the Yereen region had never been cold, at least not so strangely.

Asa watched as the corpses of the soldiers hung on the upturned stone walls, without heads and arms, and the blood gushed out melted the ice beneath him, and quickly froze in the cold, forming strands of blood-red sharp ice that stained the black-red ice in twisted patterns on the floor. He saw that many of the corpses had traces of being bitten, and I was afraid that the demons were still eating a beautiful meal here.

I really didn't expect that an island so close to the coast would be suddenly attacked by the demons.

It was in that ruins that Asa met Atel. The boy was not tall, wrapped in a dark green cloak that shielded him from the wind, as if a survivor wanted to rush back to find his loved ones. At that time, Yatel's figure was not obvious at all, and in the ruins where the cold wind was blowing and the corpses were all over the ground, he was easily ignored hiding in the shadows.

But Asa didn't.

Asa looked at him from afar, and Atel covered his face and looked around like a savvy wild cat. After a long time, as if feeling safe, he breathed a sigh of relief, removed his gloves, and stared peacefully at a black spot on his left hand.

Then, just behind a pile of corpses, he pinched the glove with his right hand and held his left hand in his arms. He didn't seem to notice Asa, who wasn't close to him.

But a moment later. Asa was already standing before him. He reached out and grabbed his left wrist.

In fact, Asa was already stunned at that time, and it was the body that acted instinctively. Yatel's movements instantly evoked some unpleasant memories for him. The cloaked boy stared at him in amazement, and the boy's slender arm shook violently. Asa noticed that he was mouth-syncing a word. "Brother". But he couldn't make a sound.

"Are you...... Yatel?"

A corner of my heart seems to be trying to deny the reality in front of me. Asa was pained to find that even though so much time had passed, even time had faded away even the memories. But he can still remember the past that has long passed and the regrets that can no longer be replaced.

Lost family members, friends, lost loved ones, things you wanted to do but missed. He thought that there was not much memory left of his younger brother, but even if there was really not much left, the remaining bits and pieces were still severe pain that could not be ignored.

The younger brother still knew him, which made him even more uncomfortable.

"Brother, brother......" Arter's voice was very weak, like a little lamb soaked in cold water, tied up and thrown on the board to be slaughtered, "Brother wants to ...... Take my ring?"

Asa's whole body stiffened as if he had been electrocuted. He understood, understood in an instant, after all, he was also the inheritor of the black star, and knew the legend of bad luck. Asa subconsciously clenched his fingers, using all his will to control himself from not trembling like Atel.

No, I wouldn't do that, only people who have fallen into madness would try to realize that kind of legend.

Asa's words were unspeakable, and he had a deep guilt buried in his heart, and this guilt was not to Atel, but to many people who died because of him.

Not long ago, he killed a lot of innocent people with his own hands in the Ghost Islands in the north!

"Asa, I didn't find Sloth, but I'm sure it's her. ”

Laxis stepped on a clear crystal and fell from the sky.

Upon seeing Yatel, Laxis looked visibly puzzled, "Who is this kid?"

“...... My brother. Asa's voice was unusually slurred, and his fingers relaxed, as if apologizing to Atel.

"Listen, Arter, I'll have to take you back to Idgara first, it's not convenient to talk here-"

"Don't!"

Artel suddenly screamed loudly like a wayward child, his round pale golden pupils shining with a terrifying light in the shadow of his cloak hood, he gritted his teeth fiercely, and pulled his wrist back hard, the ring on his hand seemed to have a gray circle of light spinning.

"Laxis, get out of the way!"

Almost at the same time, Asa reached out and grabbed Atel's throat, and Laxie immediately retreated without hesitation. The walls collapsed, and the blood-soaked broken ice splashed all over the sky, and the power of the spatial magic of the black stars was offset by Asa with his own black stars, but it caused an abnormal vibration in the surrounding space, except for the two of them, both the surrounding walls and the ground were shattered into smoke and dust, and the air rose upwards, squeezed above their heads by the space magic, unable to get close, and the smoke and broken ice were suspended in mid-air.

It was like a fog, and the surroundings were hazy. Artel's hood was lifted by the impact, and there was no suffocating pain on the somewhat immature and innocent young face, just stunned. Asa quickly removed the ring from his finger as he got up, and carefully placed it in the palm of his right hand.

"Get up, I won't hurt you, and I'll give you back the ring when I get to the city of Idgara. Asa did not extend his hand to his brother. The stone slabs that lay on the road were gone, and Artel lay motionless on the frozen dirt like a puppet.

After a few seconds, he stood up nimbly, blinking his wide eyes, and then the child bowed deeply.

"I'm sorry, I, I'll be obedient!"

......

"My brother doesn't want to take my ring. ”

Artel in front of him was still smiling innocently, and there was a trace of nostalgia in his smile, as if he also recalled that long-lost encounter.

"It's so difficult to see my brother, whether it was before or now, and suddenly I feel that I may not have the opportunity to talk to my brother in the future, and I always feel that I am very sad......"

"Don't look for me if you want to help me, you just don't tell Rey about the wizards. Asa felt that he had no time to talk to Atel on the outskirts of the city of Idgradhi, but he could not refuse Atel's expression, and his tone softened a lot.

"Of course, I'll say: the wizards are gone, maybe they prepared space magic in advance, and I rushed back because I was worried that something would happen in the city. Although it was inevitable that they would be blamed by Borenfutz, it would be okay to say so. ”

Artel was still holding his hands up, tilting his head to the side and sticking out his tongue.

"Borenfuz ......," Asa's brow furrowed slightly, "you said they had something else to do." ”

"Well, actually, there's a very young magician—"

As soon as Artel began to speak, Asa suddenly turned his head and looked in surprise at the pine trees that were flourishing behind him. Yatel immediately closed his mouth and looked at Songbin as well.

Asa's figure vanished out of thin air. Not surprised at all, Artel lowered his hands and sighed helplessly.

The wind brought a faint sound to Asa in the distance, and it seemed that someone was coming from the woods. Artel bred up his spirits and headed for Songberin.

He was now curious to know who it was, and he chose to show up at such a time. (To be continued......)