My name is Barrow Just, a member of the old Just, and I should have been proud to be born into such a family. The once glorious magic family, with its excellent bloodline, makes it easy for every member of the clan to become a powerful magician, and the family members who stand at the top are in control of the army or religion. For a long time, in the long history of Osland, the Justs family has been second only to the royal family, and is the supreme family. However, I don't know when God stopped favoring this family, and the excellent bloodline was not continued, and in the long years, slowly, quietly and quietly deprived of everything that had been. Glory, achievement, glory, and even wealth, all of them are slowly buried and shattered over time, and finally turned into dust and disappear without a trace......

Today's Justes are a declining race, and the aura of the past has been extinguished. So far, the decline of the Justs family has been hundreds of years, and the former glory and glory can only be reduced to boring words recorded in the dusty annals of the family, leaving only helplessness and hesitation, and the shame and ridicule of the world. As the patriarch's father, he is on a mission to the Glorious Clan, but the exhaustion of his people's talents has made the road to revival difficult.

Until my birth, my father and the whole family saw a faint glimmer of light. Soul power, which is regarded as the source of magic, plays a vital role in manipulating magic, and although soul power can also be improved in acquired cultivation, it is extremely difficult and extremely limited. Therefore, the higher the innate soul power, the higher the talent that is considered to be cultivating magic. And I am the pinnacle of the family's innate soul power for hundreds of years, my father once told me that if the soul power flowing in his body is regarded as a lake, then the soul power flowing in my body is an ocean, and I am the only quasi-magician in the family who has hoped to reach A-level combat power in hundreds of years.

My growth has attracted the attention of my family, and the whole family does not hesitate to sell the little family property left to fund me, go to the best magic academy, hire the best magic tutor, and supplement the best cultivation medicinal materials. I grew up in their expectant and wistful eyes, but fate was always elusive, ethereal and ethereal.......

The god of luck seems to have abandoned the Justs clan long ago......

"Still can't help it?" Under the flickering candlelight, the middle-aged man with white temples sighed heavily, through the gap in the window, I could vaguely see that his eyes were deep helpless and sad, he was the current patriarch of the Justter clan, my father.

"Patriarch, I have tried all the methods that can be tried, but there is still no effect, so many years have passed, and all the elemental affinities of Childe have always stayed at the bottom. It was an old man behind his father who spoke, and there was also helplessness and sadness in his old face, "Although I can also practice some simple magic, I ....... That's all there is to it...... It's hard to achieve. ”

(Note: The production of magic requires two necessary conditions: one is the spiritual power hidden in the human body, which is called soul power by human beings, that is, the power of the soul itself, everyone is born with a certain amount of soul power, the difference is only in the level of soul power and the degree of mastery of soul power; and the other is the human body's affinity for natural elements, that is to say, the human body's ability to perceive and control these elements, this ability also varies from person to person, some people are born with a strong affinity for a certain or even several natural elements, while some people do not have the slightest affinity for any element.) 。 Magic, on the other hand, uses the body's own soul power to urge and manipulate various elements in nature to achieve the desired effects such as attack, defense, and healing. Therefore, soul power and elemental affinity are indispensable. The level of soul power directly determines the strength, range, and final effect of the elements controlled by the human body, while the affinity of the elements determines the type, distance, and degree of the elements that the human body can control. To put it simply, an aggressive magician with extremely high soul power and elemental affinity can create powerful elemental magic, and the lethality of his attack, the range of his attack, and the distance of his attack are all extremely advantageous, and if he simply has a very high soul power value, but no magic element that can be controlled, then it is like having a brute force but no arm to swing his fist. ）

"The original talent seems to be just a joke played by God on us....... another old man with a cane in his hand also said with emotion, "In my opinion, we can't waste time on Childe anymore, and the cultivation of Barrow should end here, there are still a few talented children in the clan, and it seems that it is safer to spend energy on them......"

"Our clan has been in decline for hundreds of years, and it is obviously impossible to fight back to the original glory era by relying on one day, and it will be counterproductive to rush to achieve success. The old man who spoke first and the old man holding the cane looked at each other and said, "The words of the Great Elder, the old man also agrees, and I hope the patriarch will think twice!"

"You mean to give up the hard-won spot at the Troxie Academy of Magic to the other children of the clan?" the father was silent for a few moments before he spoke with difficulty.

"Yes, the selection of the Troxie Magic Academy is extremely strict, if it weren't for the fact that the Great Elder and several elders of the Troxie clan still have some friendship, the patriarch should also understand that with our current status and strength, it is really difficult for our juniors to be among them again. The old man looked at the patriarch embarrassedly and said with emotion.

"It's rare to have such an opportunity, and the old man thinks it's better to give it to the children in the clan who already have some foundation. "The Great Elder said," Although Barrow's innate soul power is extremely high, but his innate elemental affinity is no different from ordinary people, you also know that if he simply has extraordinary soul power but no affinity element, then even if his soul power is strong, it will not be able to condense powerful magic after all, although it is feasible to improve the quality of the body by relying only on simple soul power, but it is still very different from the magician who really stands at the peak, so no matter what, he will not grow into the kind of magic powerhouse that the family has high hopes for, this child has nothing to do with magic after all, even if we force it in every possible way, I am afraid there is no hope......”

"I see, let's do as the two elders want. Vaguely, I saw a clear and crystalline tear on my father's resolute cheeks, and his muscular body looked extremely thin and fragile at this time.

I ran madly out of my family's old compound, through the wide and bustling streets, and finally out of the city gates, into the forest not far away. I hate myself, I hate myself, why I am so incompetent, why is it so useless. I obviously brought hope to my family and my father, but in the end, I could only watch their expectant and bright eyes gradually dim, and I couldn't do anything......

Why me? Why me? Why is the person who brought hope to the family so me? Why is fate so fond of playing tricks on people......

The whistling wind in my ears gradually became quieter, even the moonlight seemed to dim all of a sudden, and the cold air that slowly gathered around me couldn't help but make me shiver, and the goosebumps all over my body seemed to stand up all at once, and I instinctively slowly retreated, until my back, which was already soaked in cold sweat, pressed against a thick trunk, and then gradually calmed down and looked around vigilantly...... Surrounded by dense ancient trees, the lush branches and foliage covered the vast expanse of the sky, the overgrown mud under his feet, the smoky jungle shrubs in front of him, and occasionally the strange and terrible whistling sound echoed in the ears, near and far, real and illusory, I don't know if it was the sound of the wind blowing through the forest, or the roar of some wild beast.

Before I knew it, I had set foot in the Silent Forest, a forbidden place adjacent to Heratium.

This ancient forest is designated as a forbidden area because the forest is filled with a large number of miasma and mist all year round, swamps are everywhere, the huge and towering forest body covers the sky and the sun, and the sun and moon and stars are not seen all year round, and it is often lost when you step into it, and most importantly, there are many kinds of extremely fierce ancient magical beasts living here all year round, compared to ordinary beasts, magical beasts are obviously much more terrifying, they are strong, alert, Violent and bloodthirsty, they also have a very strong sense of territory like ordinary beasts, and the most terrifying thing is that they are called magical beasts, because they can also use their soul power to urge various elements in nature to attack like magicians, and their horror is that they are like magicians among beasts.

Such a forest is naturally a human purgatory shrouded in strangeness and death. Not to mention ordinary people, even magicians with special skills may not be able to survive this forest, even if they are lucky enough to avoid miasma and swamps, but in the face of a wide variety of magical beasts with unknown abilities and lurking in the shadows, no one said that they will be absolutely sure that they will retreat from their claws. It's a dead place, as its name suggests.

Fear fell silently, like a terrible nightmare, like a viscous storm, tightly wrapping around me, slowly, bit by bit, devouring what was left of my will. I could feel my cold limbs and my heart beating more and more chaotic and rapid, and my face must have taken on a twisted and strange expression of great fear, and there must have been a sense of despair in the heavy breathing......

Run......

What is left of my consciousness is calling me to get out of here......

However......

The hallucinations of dying were already presenting little by little in my dilated pupils.....

A black spear as tall as a grown male silently pierced through the mist and bushes in front of the jungle, and crept down from mid-air, its knot-like body covered with dense finely fragmented hairs, and the rough-hard shell under the fluff glowed with a faint metallic halo...... No, it wasn't some metallic halo, but a shimmer of condensed elements......

It wasn't a black spear, it was ......