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The old man who saved Curt was named McDonough and was a great druid. (Please search for the fastest novel website!) Druids are travelers who call the wilderness home, and they always make their way through dense forests.

It is not difficult to understand McDonough's status, and wherever he goes, he has the final say. Curt knew that the druids were divided into low-level druids, intermediate druids, high-level druids, and great druids. Just like mages are divided into low-level mages, intermediate mages, high-level mages, and ** masters.

McDonough was the leader of the druids and Curt's protector. Without him, Curt would have been driven out by the xenophobic druids.

But in the group of druids, Curt did not live happily. He has the gift of a psyker and is able to read the hearts of others. As a result, the druids stayed away from Curt, and sometimes even spoke ill of him. Curt doesn't belong to this group, not a single second.

"The door of your destiny has not yet been opened, this is just a temporary residence, sooner or later you will find your home. ”

McDonough taught Curt this, but he never taught Curt to use magic. Druids are devotees of nature and worship the legendary Great Oak Tree. They are able to use divine magic and invoke the forces of nature.

Curt has seen druids summon hordes of animals, summon powerful lightning, or alter the climate of entire regions. But no one wants to teach Curt, and they prefer to keep their distance from a psyker.

The druids are travelers in the wasteland, and Curt is their shadow. The shadow grew in silence, his psionic power growing with age.

Five years later, Curt confessed to a girl in public. Neither of them had spoken a few words before, and this girl was already the person Curt knew best. Before the girl could reply, her father rushed up. He was a burly druid who didn't hesitate to punch and kick Curt.

Curt left that day crawling, and McDonough smiled and stood by. He followed Curt to a shade of a tree, and then said with a smile while using magic to heal Curt's wounds:

"I'll tell you again, you don't belong here. Be patient, you'll be able to leave in no time. ”

Kirt nodded, but did not speak.

Two months later, the druids migrated to a tundra. They continued to march north, facing the increasingly bitter cold wind. A faint white glow enveloped Curt, the power of the psychic ability. Through guò condensing spiritual manifestations, psionics are able to protect themselves. Curt walked through the snow and ice without any burden, and no one else was further away from him.

One day at noon, McDonough took matters into his own hands and captured a wandering mage. In the druid's education, mages were all heinous people who went against nature. After discussion, the druids locked up the mage. McDonough took Curt to interrogate the mage, and before leaving, he gave Curt a dagger.

"Beware of magic, it's the darkest craft in the entire multiverse. Think about who killed your parents, if I'm not mistaken, it seems like the ** teacher Ioham?"

Curt took the dagger and clenched it hard. There was no need for McDonough's reminder, and Curt wouldn't forget his bitter hatred for the mage. Led by McDonough, Curt walked into the tent where the mage was being held. He saw a middle-aged man who did not look amazing, his face covered in blood and tied to a wooden pillar in the center of the tent.

"Untie him off. ”

McDonough shoved Curt, and Curt stepped forward and cut the rope with a dagger.

The middle-aged man immediately struggled to stand up, and put his hands together in front of him. Curt knew that this was a prep for spellcasting. If a mage wants to cast a spell successfully, he must recite a complex spell and conjure up several sets of special gestures to make the spell work.

The normal cast time is a few seconds, after which a blazing fireball or dazzling lightning bolt appears from in front of the mage, turning their enemies into charcoal. That's how Curt's parents died, and he felt a murderous intent rising inside him.

"This is Mr. Boren, a low-level mage. He is the minions of the Thousand Laws City, one of your mortal enemies. ”

McDonough calmly explained to Curt, completely ignoring Bolen's hands moving quietly. He looked at Curt's fingers tightly on the dagger and smiled strangely.

"The Thousand Law City is less than twenty miles away from us, and it gathers more than 690% of the mages of the entire university. You'll encounter more and more spellcasters, all of whom are cold-blooded and cruel monsters. That's why I decided to form the Magic Overseers Association to fight against the mages who blasphemed nature. ** Ioham is my ultimate goal, would you like to be my vanguard?"

"I do. ”

Curt replied coldly. Because he doesn't speak much, he doesn't have a druid accent. All druids use whistling and roaring to communicate with animals. Curt can only telepathize, which is one of the psyker's natural abilities.

"The glory of a thousand laws!"

Although Boren has been ignored, he knows that he is about to die. So Bolun roared wildly, and hurriedly conjured up a series of gestures. The magic power gathered in his palms, turning into three balls of light like fireflies.

Two orbs of light hit McDonough and the other hit Curt. McDonough raised his hand to block and took half a step back. Curt was surrounded by a white glow forged by psychic power, and he didn't even have half of his head blown away.

"Go ahead and start the first step of your revenge. ”

McDonough flicked his sleeves and said with some annoyance. He turned and walked out of the tent and heard a desperate wail coming from behind him. A few seconds later, the sound of the dagger inserting into the human body sounded, not once, but many times in succession. When Curt left the tent, he was covered in blood and his hands were stained red.

"Well done. ”

McDonough nodded and pressed his hand to Curt's head. He led Curt up to a small mountain, pointed to a dark shadow in the distance, and said:

"There's the City of a Thousand Laws, Curt. In the coming days, I will teach you how to deal with mages. After that, I need you to infiltrate the Thousand Laws City and hide with an inconspicuous identity. You'll have to put down roots there until you find an opportunity to kill the best teacher, Ioham. It sounds a little difficult, but you are the sword of destiny and will be able to complete the mission. ”

"Okay. ”

Curt replied obediently, and over the next few months, he followed McDonough everywhere to kill lone mages. Sometimes Curt would look at the city of a thousand laws, a city of marvelous towers. Curt's dream is to turn the city of a thousand laws into a sea of fire, and he believes he can do it.

It wasn't until a horde of mages suddenly attacked and engaged in a scuffle with the druids led by McDonough that the hunt for mages came to an end. Curt escaped from the camp according to a predetermined plan and went to the city of a thousand laws to seek refuge in the guise of a refugee's child.

Through McDonough's teachings, Curt already knew how to fight the mage. He wandered around the city of a thousand laws, and was eventually bought by the notorious lord of the Black Tower, Abys, for five copper coins, and became an apprentice mage.

As soon as Qiē was very smooth, Curt found a place to stay. He decided to climb up step by step until he grasped the lifeblood of Qianfa City and destroyed the entire city in one fell swoop.

Of course, the most important thing is that Eoham must die. He is Curt's enemy and the master of the Thousand Laws City.