Volume I: The Golden Pocket Watch Chapter 57: Young Link
Faslangka, 6 Mink Street, 2nd floor of a single-family house!
Venason fumbled his way out of bed, and he looked up at the clock hanging on the wall, it was already 10:7, and the stars were shining in crimson outside the window.
In this illusory and quiet crimson, Venason put on a tweed coat and stood by the convex belly window, looking at the old and tattered pedestrians on the street, and at the flaming red chimneys with black smoke in the distance.
Call...... He exhaled slowly, finally getting rid of the dull vertigo that had been drained of his extraordinary power during the day.
The meal must be eaten one bite at a time, the road must be taken step by step, and the improvement of extraordinary strength is also, everything must be done like this.
On the first floor, there is a rich aroma of rice, and the taste is sweet with a unique smoke and fire, which is Erin's exclusive cooking method.
Venason sat down and began to summarize and sort out the current mastery of the transcendent power of the spiritual master's path, keeping the key points in mind so as not to be forgotten and omitted.
In the ancient Tertiary Period, it was rumored that the clergy of the spiritual master sequence were highly aggressive, and the reason why later generations thought that the spiritual master was a failed sequence is now 80% sure that they went in the wrong direction, or that they only went in one direction.
Each sequence pathway, in addition to the name is the core symbolism of the supernatural power, the sequence path should be able to extend in other directions.
The core symbol of the Sequence Pathway 9 Spiritual Master is "spirit", so at first people will take spiritual power as the direction of development.
The transcendent power that comes with this way of development is often that the psychic power becomes stronger, with a clear perception of objects, which is essentially correct.
And I bundled mental power and spiritual power together, and when I heard the word telekinesis again, I invisibly sketched a specific description in my mind, so as to master the control, which is another direction of development.
It's just that this direction needs to be prompted, guided, and symbolized......
The spiritual master path is still like this, and the other priesthood paths should be similar, in fact, there is no difference between high and low fundamentally, only the direction of development is different.
When the brush brush was finished writing with a quill, Venason looked at it with satisfaction, thought for a moment, and then tore up the written notes, lit them on the red candle fire, burned them to ashes, and wrote a word "development" in the journal again.
As for the secrets of the realm of the priesthood, it is better to only record the key words, in case someone accidentally discovers, it is very likely to cause big trouble, and even end up implicating the family.
Venason thought to himself, and suddenly, an illusory, overlapping, but incoherent plea rang in his ears.
11:01 a.m.
The ripples of the grey and white sea, the silent burning of a huge bonfire, and above this vague, strange, twisted, majestic royal court, an ancient mottled Ouroboros round table was quietly placed.
At the top of the long table, there was already a man covered in a black hooded robe.
Venason crossed his hands against his chin, extended the spiritual connection point of light with great interest, and in the flames of the bonfire, he saw the mysterious mountain again, and saw the young man who spoke "foreign Chinese" before.
The young man was still wearing close-fitting leather armor that was different from the style of the countries of the North and South Continents, and he knelt in front of the huge stone statue, his cheeks blurred and distorted, and his tone of voice was painful and pleading.
Does he kneel in front of my statue and pray every day? It's very disturbing, right?
Venason tapped his fingertips, using the power of the old royal court, to convert the Alpine language into Ghent, and then listened intently to what the other party had to say.
"Great gods, look again to the mountains, where your poor people are being polluted by the erosion of the Gaynon."
"Great God, I am willing to please you with my flesh and blood, please give me the power to slay Gaynon."
"Pray for you, pray for your gaze, pray for your response, ask for your give."
.........
Guynon ...... Erode...... Contaminate...... Venason silently recited these key words, he thought for a while, and then shouted in a deep voice:
"Do you know Guannon?"
When he was undecided, he asked Gorot.
"Great master, do you mean Gaynon perched on a high mountain?"
"That's right."
"Hmm... It is the ruler of the ancient ages, but you have had its wings severed, and technically, it has now fallen to the level of sub-mythology, a wretched creature in the angelic ranks. ”
Sub-mythical? Angelic rank?
Mr. Joseph also said that the touch transcendent can only be promoted to the demigod of Sequence 5 after being transferred from Sequence 4, so the cleric of Sequence 5 should be a member of the myth to some extent.
It's just that it's incomplete, it's a sub-myth or an incomplete myth, the angelic order, which should be a description of his person......
Venasson's eyes narrowed slightly, crossed his fingers and let go again, tapping the edge of the Ouroboros table, and after three clicks, he made a decision.
Call......
An illusory hurricane blew suddenly, and the huge ancient stone door pried open a gap, and a stream of light emerged, and the illusory white point of light hidden in the corner immediately burst out, and the light flowed like a river of stars.
Start dreaming!
"It's... Here it is, ah... You, you are a god? ”
As soon as he wanted to ask, he remembered a sentence recorded in the general education book of the St. Goethe Library, and hurriedly lowered his head.
For God cannot look at him!
Venason leaned back leisurely, clasped his hands back together, and replied in the transformed Takayama dialect:
"I don't like to be called gods, there are so many things that pretend to be gods nowadays, I'm just an observer interested in history, you can call me 'old days.'"
With a slight swing of his wrist, the gray and white sea water rippled rapidly, slowly covering the soles of the young man's feet, thighs, chest, and head, evolving into a black hooded black robe, and the patterns of the hidden eyes and twisted tentacles behind him were quickly outlined, emitting a dazzling light.
Old...... The young man chewed on the word old days, and was silent for a long time before he said with difficulty:
"Mr. Old Day, can you help me? I... I am willing to give my flesh and blood to please you, I am willing to do anything as long as I can kill Ganon, and I pray that you will give me the power to save the mountains. ”
Hey, you think too highly of me, he's a sub-mythical transcendent creature, I'm just the first sequence, kill him, I'm afraid that if he looks at me, I'll get the lunch box first..... Venason let go of his hands and smiled:
"What's your name?"
The young man was stunned for a moment, and stammered for a long time before he said:
"Link! My name is Link. ”
"Dear Old Sir, I will dedicate my soul, I will please you with my blood, will you help me?"
Does this kid have a problem with his head and use his own flesh and blood to please me at every turn?
Cybertron the Godslayer once said that you can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk nonsense, but fortunately I'm not an evil god, otherwise, your voluntary words just now would have already become a reality.
"I'm not an evil god, and I'm not interested in your flesh and blood."
Venason smiled and shook his head, raised his hand slightly, and covered Link's body with a gentle caressing force, the illusory light immediately overlapped, and the next second his figure was already sitting on the high-backed chair next to the county lord.
"Don't you want to?"
Young Link's gaze instantly lost color, like a deflated ball, and his emotions became desperate little by little, and he didn't even notice that his position had been changed.
Without waiting for the other party to speak, Venason said leisurely again:
"It's not that you don't want to, but that you have to do something yourself."
"The trajectory of fate is never fixed, no matter what kind of disaster the mountain encounters, it is only a part of fate, not the whole of fate, if you want to change the fate of the future, you need to fight for it yourself, break the shackles, so as to lead the people on the mountain to regain their lives."
"I can't intervene directly, but I can help you become strong, you can choose to trade, use everything you can get valuable, and exchange it for what you want from me."
"When you grow up and become stronger, maybe one day, you can rely on your own strength to kill Gaynon, let the ethereal city, and let the mountains get rid of pollution."
This rather god-like discourse was simulated by Gorot, not Venathan's words, and of course it was the result of the two of them communicating in advance.
The mountains, which exist in a place that is much older than the ancient, no one knows exactly where they are.
For the continent of Federas, the history before the Third Age is already a mythological fragment that cannot be studied, while the history of the mountains is older than the Tertiary Age, which can be attributed to mythology.
Maybe the mountain is not in the Fedras continent, but in the far north continent and the rum continent.
But then again, there are many people who know about the remaining two continents, but those who have been there, I'm afraid that these eras can be counted with one pair of hands.
Aside from his old father, Jason, the only one who likes to keep a diary seems to be Cybertron the Godslayer, and it's too difficult to find the exact location.
Poor Link, even if I have the power to help you, I can't find the exact location of the mountain, and I don't even know my Gorot, so I can't help at all.
Young Link listened quietly, and after thinking for a moment, he bowed his head in silence, and after a while he replied:
"I want help from you to have the power to slay Ganon."
"Good!"
It's really teachable, not bad......
"I have a community that is held during the Chaos Sea Tidal Surge....... Uh, in this way, before the event, I will pull you into the old royal court, how to become stronger, it is up to you to grasp. ”
I almost forgot that there were no seas of chaos or the Baltic Sea above the mountains, and even whether there was an ocean in that place, and he would definitely not understand the tides.
"Thank you, Mr. Old Day, I understand that fate on the mountain has never been fixed, and I want to rewrite it."
"Excuse me, can I trade you for the 'Hunter' Pathway Blasphemy Cards? I want to be the final destiny that guides the people of the mountains to break through the shackles. ”
Hunter Path Desecration Solitaire...... This is on that sequence?
"Great master, Sequence Path 3 is the 'Hunter' card, before you fell asleep, the Hunter Path had already spread from the royal family of the Far North Continent to other continents, and now it may have appeared on the Federas Continent."
"As for the drawings of the Initial Sequence of Blasphemy Cards, you have collected them, most of them are recorded in the old royal court, but this requires you to summon them, and I can't surpass them."