Section 1: The Power of Cultivating Truth

"With this turn, there will be no more you in my world, and this parting, my life will only be a pale memory. 」

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One

"Have you thought of a battle plan?" Asrema glanced at Insol beside him.

"No—" Insol said, raising the Spellbreaker's Blade and charging at Badogus, but the other man dodged the blow with ease, his blade slashing a half-moon white light in midair, and when the action was complete, he continued to fly forward, and a deep mark was cut in the obsidian wall on one side.

"After devouring only a little bit of power on the Demon Artifact, it has such an amazing destructive power that even obsidian can shatter it!" Badugus looked at the knife marks on the wall and the shattered obsidian crystals on the ground, "It seems that the Demon Artifact is really powerful!"

"Hey-hey——! physical attacks won't work against him!" Aslema said.

"How do you know if you don't try?" As he spoke, Insol appeared beside Badugus, and swung the giant sword in his hand, slashing diagonally towards the other party - the blades of the two immediately collided in one place, because the sword body was too heavy, Insol's speed advantage could not be used, and within a few seconds, the giant sword in his hand was pressed to the ground by the other party.

"You don't have the strength to wield this sword! Descendant of the Spellbreaker!" Badogus gripped the handle of the scythe with both hands, pressed it down hard, and then raised the blade and knocked the greatsword in Insol's hand far away.

"Then use speed to win!" Insol frowned, his black eyes flashing with a cold light, and he jerked out his sword behind his back and launched a fierce attack - how could his opponent have been in a hundred battles, he had already expected it, easily dodged, and launched a deadly counterattack. Insol tossed his sword from his left hand to his right, parrying Badugus' counterattack, while his free left hand summoned another sword and struck his opponent off guard, leaving a four-foot-long wound on his opponent's body......

"He-he's hurt!?" Anton-Sharon looked surprised, he couldn't have imagined that he would be able to hurt Badogos so soon.

"Ho——! good attack!" Badugus chuckled and took a big step back, distancing himself from Insol, "Your sword is fast, descendant of the Spellbreaker! After all, your moves are a bit like Sivir!but—what's the use of that?

"Ha——! didn't you say that the Soul Cloak allows you to pass through any matter?" Asrema sneered, "What?

"Don't be complacent, young people!" Badogus's scythe lit up with a dazzling red light, and the magic spell on it became clearly visible, and in a second, he appeared in front of Asrema with a speed that was not inferior to the summoner's footwork!

"Forbidden Technique: Black Mirror!"

A black magic mirror appeared between Badugus and Asrema, and the unknown Badugus attacked, however, instead of splitting Aslema in two, his scythe was teleported elsewhere - it was behind his back, between his body and soul clone, and pierced his shoulder!

"This is the strongest teleportation spell - Black Mirror!" Badogus appeared in the corner of the room with a zero-second teleportation, glaring at Koria, "I can't imagine that you can cast such a powerful spell at your age!"

"Summoner's Footwork No. 2: Moon Slash!"

A white arc of light flashed in front of Badogus, it was Insol's long sword, and at this moment, there was another bloody wound on his body!

"This is the second time you've been injured!" Insol reappeared beside his companions, his sword still in its scabbard behind his back, as if it had never been drawn.

"Do you want to win with speed?" Bagdogus' scythe brightened, "so good—why am I called the 'Summoner's Reaper'?" he raised his scythe and tilted his head in appreciation, "This scythe will take away all your magical power if it hits you!"

"Secret Method: Void Mirror!"

"Get out of the way!" Asrema shouted as he rushed in front of Insol as he folded his hands and chanted a spell.

"Forbidden Enhancement: Forbidden of the Gods!"

Before the mirror image of Badugus could get close to Asrema and Insol, it was catapulted by a powerful force, and it felt as if there was an infinite repulsion between the two......

"What's going on with this spell, why is it so much like the Spellbinder's abilities?" Badugus's words were full of doubts, but his spell wasn't over, and another mirror image had already attacked! This time, the mirror image appeared behind Insol, and he seemed to want to cut the two in half! However—Koria's Black Mirror saved the lives of both men once again, and destroyed the mirror image......

"Asrema ——! ahead!" shouted Anton Saron with wide eyes, he finally understood the spell, the mirror image would attack from different directions, but with exactly the same movements, but—it was too late!

Asrema frowned, and he reached behind his back with his hands and shoved Insol hard—Badogus's scythe nearly split him in two from his diaphragm, leaving only his spine connected, and red blood sprayed all three of his companions......

Asrema ——!

Insol ran over in time and hugged Asrema to prevent the other party from falling directly to the ground, and the blood immediately soaked his big gray robe, "Cheer up—buddy!" His forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and he looked extremely nervous, this was the first time.

Anton Saron and Koria immediately came to Asrema's side, Asrema had already begun to go into shock, and half of his body had lost blood, and at this moment, Anton Saron discovered a surprising fact - Asrema's wound was rapidly healing, and the blood in the wound gradually turned into foam......

"This—this is—" Anton Saron pointed to Asrema's wound, and the other two companions also noticed the miraculous phenomenon......

"This little white dove has the blood of a spellbinder!" said Badugos, "there can be no mistake, this is Freya's blessing!

"Son of the Void—" Anton Sharon suddenly remembered the title, Parenos's diary had mentioned that he had never known what this "Son of the Void" meant, and now, I am afraid that there was only this possibility-he looked at Asrema, the other party's wound was almost completely healed, and the fatal wound itself was actually recovering so quickly......

"I don't know why, but he needs someone to protect him!" Insol let the unconscious Asrema lie flat on the ground, his body was already covered in the other party's blood, "Coria, you come to protect him!"

"No, Insol!" Anton Saron stood up and took two steps forward, "You protect him, I'll deal with this guy!" As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes turned green.

"Ho, what's that—" Insol chuckled, then patted Anton Saron on the shoulder, "I'll watch the battle and analyze his weaknesses!

"The descendants of Exio are said to have terrible powers, too!" Badogos slung the scythe on his shoulder, retracted his soul clone, and walked straight to Anton Saron, "But—I've heard you're called the 'most giftless summoner', and like right now, I can't feel your force field at all!"

Anton Sharon didn't speak, he slowly closed his eyes, stretched out his left hand, and silently recited a mantra.

"Secret Method: Ice Blast!"

The air around Badogus began to get colder, and in a second, a white six-pointed barrier appeared in front of him, and four feet of ice cubes stretched out from each of the six corners of the six-pointed star, and shot out at him! He took out his scythe sharply, spun it around him, and immediately dissolved Anton Saron's spell, "Impossible-this is a forbidden magic enhancement? No, this is a spell enhancement that is a higher level than the forbidden magic enhancement! Could it be the power of cultivation!?"

Anton Salon, still without speaking, he teleported behind Badogus in a zero-second teleportation, raised his left hand, and unleashed the same spell-

"The way of fighting is too simple!" Badugus turned around as he unleashed his soul clone, this time, he thought it was wrong - Anton Salon's ice burst did not launch in front of him as before, but appeared behind him!" Bardogus turned his head sharply and pulled the soul clone towards his body, a rainbow of light protected him, and six ice edges passed through his body......

"It's passed!?This is the so-called soul coat, there must be no mistake!" Insol, who was watching the battle, frowned, "Pull the soul clone behind it towards the body to protect it, and at this time, all the matter will pass through it - Anton Salon's spell is activated very quickly, and he can freely set the position of the enchantment, which forced him to use the soul coat!Hey, this guy has really grown a lot!"

Anton Saron winked at Coria, who immediately nodded. Immediately afterward, he summoned a longsword and threw it at Badogus.

"Hah! what a stupid one!" Badogus chuckled, he crossed the scythe in his hand, ready to parry the flying sword, "just surprised me, and now it disappoints me again!" However—as soon as his words fell, the sword vanished, and Anton Salon, who was standing not far from him, had already cast a spell, and it was still a blast of ice—and he glanced at Koria in the distance, and immediately understood what had just happened, "Ho! He used the Soul Cloak again, allowing the sword that emerged from his back to pass through his body, then separated the soul clone from his body, and turned the scythe in his hand to dissolve the ice edge that came from front of him.

Anton Saron teleported to his companion's side in a zero-second teleportation, looking at Badogus on the other side of the room, with a puzzled expression, "Why do you put away your soul coat, why don't you let the sword and ice shoot pass through your soul coat?"

"Listen! Anton Saroon, I've seen his mystery!" Insol said, "His body and soul can't coexist for a long time, so he must drag out that soul clone, which is actually his soul! That's why he's called 'Soul Breaker'! His body can be harmed, and the function of the soul cloak is to protect his body, that is, if his body dies—"

"Then I will die!" said Badogos for Insol, "so what, are you sure that you will inflict mortal wounds on my flesh?"

"Your Soul Coat—" Anton Saron whispered, "there's a time limit! when something passes through, it can't be used again, and the interval between that is about two seconds!"

"Hmm——!" Badugus put his hand into his hood as if to support his cheek, "I'm going to change my opinion of you, Son of the Invoker! You're right, two seconds indeed! But so what? It's up to you—can you inflict fatal wounds on me in two seconds?"

"Now—would you still call me 'the most giftless summoner?'" Anton Saron surprised everyone present, "Well, I'm the kind of useless person!

"Korya, Insol, now!"

Anton Salonn teleported in front of Badogus in a zero-second teleportation, and the two were so close that they could feel each other's heartbeats - at the same time, Anton Salonn raised his left hand, which was lit with a blinding white light......

"Secret Method: Ice Blast!"

"Forbidden Technique: Black Mirror!"

The moment Anton Saron met with Badogus, he was teleported behind the other party by Koria's black mirror. At the same time, there was also an ice-blasting enchantment, but the enchantment was teleported between Badogus's body and soul. In this way, Ice Cubes can directly attack Badogus's soul.

Badogus screamed in anger and immediately pulled his soul into his body—however, at that moment, Insol appeared beside him in an instant, and stabbed his sword into his heart......

"You've lost, 'Spirit Breaker' Badogus!" Insol squinted at Badugus to the side, and in order to make his attack more deadly, he grabbed the hilt of his sword horizontally, and dark red blood immediately spurted from the opponent's wound—

"No—it can't be——! I would—" Bagdogos raised his left hand and pointed at Anton Salon, trembling, "Y-when did you see that?"

"I never saw it!" Anton Sharon replied in a low voice, "I'm just making an assumption, if your body and soul exist at the same time, you can activate your soul cloak at any time and easily defuse our attacks. So, what if you attack your soul directly? It's just an attempt—Bagogus, just now, when I met you, I felt your loneliness, and the emptiness in the depths of your soul—I think you feel this pain all the time...... Death may be a relief, but at the last moment, you haven't abandoned your soul and are still struggling to protect it, and even then you will be vulnerable—"

"Don't be presumptuous!kid!" Badugus interrupted Anton Saron, his emotions stirring, "You, like Exio, always think you know people very well! You don't understand anything! Your green eyes can't see the real pain of others! Because you can never empathize with other people's pain, never!"

"You're right, Badogus!" As soon as Insol's words fell, Badogos laughed wildly, and before he could understand, he was slapped away by the other party—

"What a bunch of self-righteous fools!hahaha——!" Bagugos swung the scythe around his body, and some dark purple smoke was immediately summoned, "My body will not die!

"Forbidden Technique: Arrow of Annihilation!"

The dark purple smoke turned into an eight-foot-long arrow, and Badogus swung his scythe violently, and the magic arrow struck at Anton Saron and the others at such a fast speed that it was embarrassing!

With a wave of Insol's hand, the Spellbreaker's blade turned into a silver light and appeared in his hand. He gripped the hilt of his sword with both hands, and parried the magic arrow with the wide blade of his sword—for some reason, the arrow immediately spread out to the sides after touching the sword, and gradually disappeared into thin air...... "Your magic doesn't work for me!

"Is this the power of the Spellbreaker's Blade?" Badugus was a little surprised at first, but immediately, sickly, laughed wildly, "Well, yes, just one arrow! I can shoot a hundred arrows at once!" As soon as he finished speaking, a thicker smoke formed around him, and the smoke continued to expand, and soon filled half of the chamber......

"What if there are thousands of arrows?" Insol was already sweating profusely, he couldn't control the Spellbreaker's Blade yet, and the beautiful block just now consumed a lot of his physical strength, but he couldn't care so much about it right now - he plunged the giant sword in his hand into the floor in front of him, closed his eyes slightly, and chanted the elven guide in a loud voice:

“Serrar·ar·oik! Shindu· Fallah· Na! Al·diel·shala! Sallr·for·darla·aturka·darlar!”

"Forbidden Arts: Imperial Barriers!"

"Forbidden Technique: Oblivion Burial!"

A hundred arrows conjured from purple smoke struck at Anton Saron and the others, but from Anton Salon's point of view, it was just a dense cloud of smoke - maybe it was because the arrows were flying too fast, or maybe the spell was too powerful, and Anton Saron felt as if his body was being pressed by a dozen fingers from different people.

"The second level of the Imperial Enchantment, the Forbidden Demon Realm!" Insol used all his strength to channel the magic power into the Spellbreaker's Blade, and at the same time, a six-ray barrier with a radius of four feet appeared under his feet, encompassing himself and his three companions. Then, something strange happened—the smoke was cut off by an invisible wall and gradually dissipated......

"Is this Landoston's—the Forbidden Demon Realm?" Bagdogus' words were filled with surprise.

"I told you - your spell didn't work for me!" Insol said, his feet fell to the ground, his hands trembling involuntarily, and his arms were like lead, unable to lift them again.

"Insol——!" Anton Saron held Insol and looked at the other with concern, "this sword - it will consume your life force!

"Ho, I said you don't have enough strength to wield that sword!" said Badugus scoffingly.

"Anton Salon!" Insol took Anton Salon's hand and smiled, "It's up to you——! it's up to you whether we die here or defeat him!"

"Y-you trust me so much?" Anton Saron looked at Insol, and from the other party's dark eyes, there was an unwavering trust, and at that moment, his eyes moistened, and a warm current welled up from the bottom of his heart, making him full of strength.

"You have been denied and ignored by everyone, but you have never given up on yourself, you have been working silently, you have been trying to prove yourself - now, the time has come to verify your faith, I know that you still have hidden power! Anton Saron, even if the whole world doubts you, you can't question yourself! You will succeed, you will achieve your dream and become a great summoner!"

"Thank you——! Insol!"

Anton Salonn stood up, his eyes revealing unprecedented firmness, and a smoky silver glow emanated from his body, "Badogus—this is my force field, the force field you expect to see!" As soon as his words fell, the obsidian of the entire secret room began to shatter, and that force field did not have a trace of oppression, but only conveyed some invisible power to the hearts of the people around him- It was despair, or indescribable pain, but there was an incomparably strong will to resist hidden in that despair, as if in the next second, despair and pain would be shattered...... The temperature around them suddenly became unusually cold, Koria and Insol were already shivering, and the air seemed to have turned solid and no longer fluid.

"I can't breathe! is this—what kind of spell is this?" Koria was telling the truth, the real suffocation more deadly than the biting cold.

"I don't know, I've never seen a force field like this, Anton Sallon—who the hell are you—" Insol looked at Anton Salon's back in surprise, it was no longer the Anton Salons he knew, but a complete stranger.

"It turns out - you still hide such power!" there was a hint of joy in Bagdogus's words, but what he couldn't hide was - he was also shivering from the cold!

"Mentor Bezord once said that many spells are made by people's imagination, and I have seen the scene of peach blossoms withering, so I have this spell. Anton Sharon clasped his hands together and closed his eyes slightly, "The frost and snow hide the hatred of the dust, and the cold rain will bury the famous flowers tonight." Lonely and shadowy, misty and prosperous in the dust?"

"Hey, Anton! Guess what I brought you?" Salamod stroked Anton Salon's cheek with his large, rough hand.

Anton Ssalon raised his head, looked at Salamod's big bearded face, and smiled heartily, "Barbecue! It must be my favorite barbecue!"

"Clever!" Salamod laughed loudly, shoving the paper bag hidden behind him into Anton Salon's hand, "to Valoran's greatest summoner!, of course, in the future!"

......

"You're wet, little fool!" Anrila put a thick cloak over Anton Salon's body, pouting and feigning to be angry, "Do you still want to be sick?

"I'm sick and have my sister to take care of!" Anton Salon, looking at Anrela, curled the corners of his mouth on both sides, and then turned his head to the dense rain curtain on the side, "I like to listen to the sound of rain, this voice conveys the pain of a world, and the sky can't carry that pain, so I shed tears-"

"So—find a way to defeat the pain!" Annella put her arms around Anton Saron, "Look at you, you're shivering from the cold! Come with me into the house, okay?"

"Sister, if people suffer too much, they will despair, right?"

"Yes, but people of faith do not despair! Faith is like a lamp that will never be extinguished, and the light it emits is called hope!"

......

"Aren't you happy?" Anton Salon, seated beside Arroni.

"No—every day the nobles give me gifts, and I can have whatever I want, so how can I be unhappy?" Eroni stretched, pretending to be nonchalant, until she caught a glimpse of the silver ring in Anton Salon's hand.

Anton Sharon glanced at Eloni, and then set his gaze on the mirror-like Lake of Saint Silver, "The calm surface of the lake can illuminate the canopy, so when people appreciate it, their hearts will also become calm." The old water is evaporated, and the new water comes slowly from the Santa Hill, creating an unbreakable balance. But the most precious waters of the lake have settled at the bottom of the lake, and they will be with the great lake forever, but they will never see the sun again. ”

Eroni stared at the lake for a moment, then said slowly, "Lose that ring, Asrema and I have broken up and don't need it anymore!"

Anton Salong nodded and threw the ring in his hand into the lake - "You got your wish!"

"Isn't there another one, throw it in too!" Eloni squinted at Anton Sharon, her expression calm, like the Holy Silver Lake.

"Now is not the time!" said Anton Sharon and got up and left......

......

"The pain of a loved one, the sentimentality that comes out of nowhere, the unforgettable old love...... It's all just because we don't want to be alone...... If we were lonely from the beginning, never given, never received, and always just alone, would it not matter if we were alone?"

"I see, it is precisely because we have and lose it that we have pain that we have it, and it is precisely because this pain is so deep that we are afraid of loneliness......

"In that case, let's face the passing calmly, all things are equal in front of time, and there is no eternity in this world......

"Die, like the peach blossom when it withers, only that moment is the most beautiful......

"Forbidden Technique: Withering Funeral!"

No words can describe what is happening in front of us, space and time seem to have been frozen into solid, and cracks are slowly appearing...... Anton Sallon opened his eyes, his pupils no longer black, but shining with a dazzling silver glow—and then, the space around him shattered like ice cubes, and small, transparent ice quickly surrounded Badogos and spun rapidly around his body......

"What kind of spell is this!?" Badogus tried to protect his body with his soul coat, but Bingling seemed to ignore this invincible defense, cutting thousands of tiny wounds on his body, "It's just- it's impossible, this spell can actually penetrate the soul coat?—— in that case, what happens if you take a time jump?—— no! The space around it has been frozen! I can't imagine that this kid is so strong! Why is this happening...... Why...... I see, I see! This spell is enhanced by a power that transcends magic! Yes, this is the power of cultivation, and there can be no mistake!"

"Oops—Oops!!"

"Anton Saron, long time no see!" A cold, deep voice rang through Anton Salon's mind, it was Siltzer, "It's been two years! I'm a little surprised that you've become so powerful!"

"Why are you there? Hasn't Kogwen been suppressing you?" Anton Salons responded immediately.

"Why did I show up? This question—well, if anything, it's because you activated that spell just now! You were too reluctant, that spell consumed all your cultivation power!"

"Cogwen, Cogwen, where are you, why can't I feel your power?"

"You've gotten him away, fool, have you forgotten? You just now remembered a lot of warm images when you cast the spell, and you accepted the loneliness calmly—or rather, you filled the void in your heart with faith! So, that guy is gone!"

"No way! You're lying!"

"Scottzer never lies, Anton Salon! Do you miss Cogwen? Do you still want him to suppress me? I can tell you a way to let loneliness and pain swallow you! The reason why your current cultivation power is limited is because the warmth you get is limited! Think about it, are you lucky? Have you ever had friends? Do you have any other relatives besides Anrila? You have received far more pain than you have received love! Only by drawing strength from pain and despair can you become stronger!"

Anton Salonn fell to his knees with a thud, the air around him was no longer so cold, he only felt weak, the feeling of sleepiness almost pushed him to sleep, although he knew that the enemy had not yet arrived and had to continue fighting, but his brain could no longer dominate his body, "Scottzer, what do you want to do?"

"Oh no——!" Insol frowned and looked at Anton Saron with a nervous expression, "His force field is gone, the spell just now consumed all his strength, if it weren't for the power of cultivation, he would have died at this moment......"

"Listen, Anton Salon, your cultivation power has been exhausted! I can easily control your will, but this time, I want you to make your own choice! This "Soul Breaker" Badogus is the murderer of your father!" Sigtetze's voice resounded through Anton Salon's brain again.

"What did you say!?Have you seen my father!?"

"My relationship with your father is our relationship now!

"W-what the hell is going on?"

"I've had a lot of time to explain this to you, but right now—you must kill Badugus!Avenge your father!Otherwise, not only will you die, but your three companions will die too!Listen, Anton Salon!Badogus's secret lies in the three chains between his body and his soul!The cloak of the soul is only his trick, a trick to hide his Achilles' heel! His soul cannot coexist with his body for a long time because of the curse of Exio—of course, if the soul is separated from the body, man will naturally die! So, Dimon Losest keeps the link between his soul and his body with three soul-binding chains! Break those three chains and you'll win!"

"I found out about those chains earlier, and that's what they do! but—how do you break those three chains!?"

"The spell you just used has already broken the top one! However, you can't use that spell anymore, it's time-consuming, laborious, and useless! The power of choice is in your hands, as long as you don't resist me, I'll teach you to harness the true power of cultivation! Think about it, Anton Salon, Badogus killed your father, and all the pain you have suffered over the years has been caused by this man! Tell me, do you hate him?"

"Of course—hate him!" Antonsa stood up solemnly, and this time, his force field changed again dramatically, becoming distracting and hallucinating—it felt like there were more than a thousand sobbing children and women around......

"Very good—drawing strength from pain and despair, that's the true art of cultivation! He's coming!

"That's ——!?," Insol looked surprised.

"That's Scottzer, that's right, it's not Brother Anton, it's Scottze!" Corya's forehead was already covered with beads of sweat, and he looked at Anton Saroon's back intently, only feeling a chill down his spine.

"How dare you! How dare you cut off my soulbound chains!" Badugus raised his long-handled scythe, as if to smash it into the floor and unleash a spell, but—

Anton Saron appeared in front of Badogus, stretched out his left hand, and grabbed the blade of the other's scythe, "Did you kill my father with this? It seems that it must be, I feel my father's ghost, and all the summoners you killed, they are cursing you!" His left hand suddenly lit up with a purple-black light, and the strong gravitational pull emitted from there seemed to swallow everything around him - suddenly, Badogus's scythe was crushed, and the blade that originally glowed red shattered like glass... ...

"Y-what!?no-" Badugus was no longer able to make a sound, and at this moment, a powerful force forced him to make memories, to recall each summoner he had killed, to recall the desperate eyes of those men before they died......

"Painful...... Endless Pain...... Let's get this to an end......

"It's over soon, Badogus!" Anton Salon, whispered, he slowly walked to Badogus's side, raised his left hand slightly, and pointed to the chain between the other's body and soul, and under the action of some powerful force, the middle one broke in response—

"Ah——!h......h

At that moment, a golden light flew in from the spell door, swirled around Badogus's body, and disappeared with it...... Anton Salon, Insol, and Coria all looked surprised, and the three of them looked in unison at the southeast corner of the room, where in addition to Badugus, there was a tall man in a black robe. The guy was fair-skinned and handsome, looking twenty-five or sixteen years old, with dark blond hair that reached shoulder-length, and platinum-gold eyes.

"Anton Saron Invoker, you really didn't expect to push Badogus into a corner!" the black-robed man spoke, his voice soft and magnetic.

"Who are you?" Insol looked at the man who suddenly appeared, "I can actually pass through the charm door, and a tricky guy hasn't solved it yet, but another one has come!"

"Don't be nervous, descendants of the old family, I'm not here to fight!" the man spread his hands and took two steps forward, "Introduce yourself, my name is Aques Fiedria, just call me Aques!"

"That's the enemy!" said Anton Saron as he squinted at Aques and whispered.

"Don't do that, Anton Salon!" Ekis appeared beside Anton Saron in the blink of an eye, placing his left hand on the other's shoulder, "Don't give in to Scottzer's will, Anton Salon!" As soon as his words fell, Anton Saron fell to his knees, sweating profusely for a while.

"I'm—what just happened?" Anton Saron turned his head to look up at Aqueous with a puzzled expression, "Who are you?"

"Oh, don't do that!" Aqueous looked helpless, "I have to introduce myself again!Alright, alright, my name is Aqueous Fidelia!"

"What are you here for, to save your companion?" Insol stood up, frowning, and looked at Aqueth.

"Me?" Aqueous pointed to himself, then to Badogus, who was standing unsteadily, "save him? No, no—I don't have that much kindness!" He shook his head and turned his gaze to Insol, "Descendant of the Spellbreaker, can you- give me the Demon Artifact?"

"Are you kidding me?" Insol chuckled, "I know you're powerful, but there's only one way to get your hands on the Demon Artifact—and that's to kill me!" he said, drawing his sword behind his back and getting ready for battle.

"I can't kill you, Descendant of the Breakers!, and then the prophecy won't come true!" Aqueous smiled at Insol, "Can you tell me your name?

"Hey—Fidelia!" Badugos whispered, his body still twitching, "What do you mean by that? Do you want Charon's prophecy to be fulfilled? Don't you know Master Dimon's plan!?"

"Of course I do, but Lord Dimon never said it—destroy Valoran!" Aqueous squinted at Badogos, his platinum-gold eyes suddenly flashing with a cold light, "Badugus, thank you for serving the Black Cross of Roses for thirty years, and today, let me put an end to you!"

"What are you talking about——!?" Badugus turned his head to Aquez, he realized what was going to happen next, and tried to use the soul coat, but the other party's spell was more swift - that is, in the blink of an eye, and the last chain was broken! Badogus's soul clone suddenly burned with purple flames, and at the same time, his body was reduced to ashes in a scream......

"It's- it's terrifying! He didn't make any movement at all!" Coria couldn't help but widen her mouth, he couldn't believe that what was in front of him was real, Aques was just like them, just standing still, but—

"All right, guys, your troubles are solved!" said Aques smiled at Anton Saron, revealing two rows of white teeth, and there was no hint of hypocrisy in that smile, as if he really were their companion. "Ah-" he pointed to Insol, "can you answer my question?"

"My name is Insominia Spellbreaker!" replied Insoor.

"Insomynia, thank you!" Aques politely owed to Insoor, and then stretched out his left hand, a dazzling golden light flashed, and the Demon Sacred Weapon, which was originally in Insoor's pocket, inexplicably appeared on his palm.

"You guy!!" Insol knew that he had fallen for the other man's trick, and immediately became furious, and was about to use the summoner's footwork, but at this moment, Aqueous appeared behind him and tapped him on the shoulder.

"Don't be angry, man, I'll give it back to you when I'm done!" said Aques jokingly, "Lend me a while, I'm a man of my word!"

"Y-who the hell are you?, why can't I feel your force field?" Anton Saron looked at Aqueous with doubts written on his face.

"We'll meet again Anton Saron, when the time comes, you'll know!" Aques said, tapping his left index finger in mid-air, and a void portal appeared beside him, "Goodbye! descendants of the ancient family!"

Two

In the spacious and bright room, there is an iron double bed, on which Asrema is reclining, his hair unkempt and his eyes are blank, and his eyes reflect his own hands, as if a sentimental story is being played out there...... The door opened, and six people entered: Fronza, Insol, Aroni, Koria, Anton Sallon, and Anrela. Eroni held three red lilies in her hand and inserted them into the water bottle on the windowsill.

"Are you alright, man!" Fronza looked at Asrema and saw that there was no response, so he pursed his lower lips and spread his hands.

"I've lost all my strength—" Asrema began, her voice hoarse and lifeless.

"I know—I've asked Mentor Bezord, and he says there's a way to recover!" Insol comforted from the sidelines.

"Let me stay with you, okay?" Eroni sat on the edge of Asremma's bed, taking the other man's hand, she involuntarily turned her head to see Anton Salon's reaction, but Anton Saron had already focused her eyes on the garden outside the window.

"I've lost my power! all my power!" Asrema suddenly lost control of his emotions, and he shook off Arroni's hand, accidentally hitting the other man on the cheek - his eyes widened as he looked at Arroni on the side.

Eroni covered her sore face, tears rolling in her eyes, she didn't say a word, ran straight to the door, and left the room......

"Get out of here, all of you!" Asrema whispered, "Please, get out!"

The companions motioned to each other and walked out of the room, and it was not until the door was closed again that Asrema looked up, and he glanced at the red lily on the windowsill, and tears burst out of his eyes, and he cried out for the first time. He is an aristocrat who has lived a life of drunkenness since he was a child, and has always been satisfied and has never shown it. But he didn't want to spend his life in the pile of gold and silver like the average nobleman, and he had a clear goal - to become Valoran's most powerful summoner, the king of the system.

At the age of six, he began following the Jungle Ranger through the most dangerous forests in southern Noxus, at the age of ten he single-handedly defeated all the warriors of his family's faction, and at the age of thirteen, he was chosen by Caterina to join the Noxian aristocratic army, and shot three giants in the Battle of Shadow Mountain. Eventually, he and Caterina became the only survivors of that battle. After coming to the War College, he has been hailed as a genius and praised by everyone. In recent months, however, he has repeatedly shown weakness and sometimes no effect when confronted with strong enemies. He still couldn't figure out what was holding him back - even Anton Salon, whom he despised the most, could defeat Badogus, but what about him? Now, everything is empty talk, he has lost all his strength, his future is bleak, and he is almost hopeless......

"Am I still worth living? I've lost my strength...... Lost his dreams...... Lost everything......"

"Do you want to regain your strength?"

It was a cold man's voice, as cold as this voice was, the pale and emaciated cheeks of the person who came. Asrema recognized this guy, in fact, the entire League of Legends recognized this guy. "Nasilon Meyer—why are you here?"

"To help you, young man, to help you gain greater power!" said Nasilon Meir in a low voice.

"How do you know - I've lost my power?" Asrema looked puzzled.

"I've been following your growth, young man!" Nasilon Meir summoned a wooden chair and sat on it, "I've known your identity since you entered the academy—in fact, you didn't need to search for the Six Hallows with the descendants of the Spellbreakers, I could tell you everything!"

Asrema couldn't help but open his mouth wide, he couldn't believe that the other party actually knew so much, "You-how do you know? You even know that we are looking for the Six Great Sacred Weapons!? No way, this is the secret between me and Insol, we didn't tell anyone!"

"Actually, you're not hiding your secrets well enough, and many people have noticed your actions!" Nasilon Maier crossed his fingers in front of his body, his fingers thin and pale, barely like human hands.

"Well then—tell me what's next!" Asrema asked on purpose, as he and Insol were looking for a new Hallow, but had no clue.

"Black Runes!" Nasilon Mair said without thinking, "Teleraz Diary, the Demon Artifact, and the Black Rune, for now, we only know these three! Luckily, you've found two of them, both of which have unfortunately been taken by the Rose Black Cross." ”

"So, I'm not the only one and Insol who are looking for the Six Hallows?" Asrema stared into Nasilon Meier's blue eyes, and he noticed the fact that the other party never blinked—

"Mandala Hua has been looking for the six holy weapons, which are the basis for maintaining the Karon prophecy, and the meaning of the Charon prophecy is that the descendants of the ancient family will gather the six holy weapons to break the prophecy of the destruction of the world by Ouranos!"

"Ouranos' prophecy of the end of the world?—— I once saw this record with Bezod, and I didn't know what it was at the time - it turns out that the existence of Charon's prophecy is to break this prophecy of the end of the world!"

"That's right, Ouranos saw the destruction of the world in Acacia, and that's why the magicians tried to avoid it - but they all failed, and even if they knew what was going to happen in the future, they couldn't change its trajectory!

"Then, in other words, the Charon prophecy is a key to cracking the prophecy of the end of the world!"

"It is an indisputable truth that only prophecy can break prophecy. The first step in Charon's prophecy is the establishment of the League of Legends, and the second step is probably to collect these holy weapons. ”

"You just said you could help me regain my strength?"

"Of course, you can become stronger than ever at any time if you want to!"

"Why should I trust you?"

"You think—why did Marzaha teach you Void Spells? because you're a genius in the Academy?"

A large cloud of cotton slowly drifted in from the north, obscuring the red morning sun, and Asrema's hospital room suddenly became a little dark.

Asrema turned her head to glance at the red lily on the windowsill and let out a sigh of relief, "Your offer is good! I have no reason to refuse! So- when will you help me regain my strength?"

"When you decide to look for me!" Nasilon Mayr said, and his figure turned into black smoke and dissipated into the air......

- [paragraph]

Time: Early in the morning

Location: War College, Medical Center

Characters: Insol, Fronsa

——

Fronsa: It's hard to imagine that the infirmary has become a garden! What kind of girl Angela is! See? Peony, lilies, tulips, ha—and that! lavender! It's hard to imagine how these flowers of different seasons can bloom at the same time without magic.

Insol: I think your time is coming to an end.

Fronza: Well, indeed—did you come to me for something?

Insol: How much do you know about the prophecy?

Fronza: As much as you know.

Insol: What about the prophets, why do they have the ability to meet the future?

Fronza: All I know is that when the descendants of Charon and the elves merge, a prophet will be born.

Insol: But the elves have long since disappeared from Valoran, but as Anton Salon, Parenos Charon is a true prophet!

Fronsa: Parenos is an isolated phenomenon whose father, on his deathbed, transferred the power of prophecy to him - so, in order to reach equilibrium, he became a madman.

Insol: So, his father was a half-elf?

Fronsa: Pinos Charon was originally a member of the Mandala Hua organization, but no one knows where this person came from. Dan Charon, the leader of the Mandala War, took advantage of him and wanted to use his prophetic power to make a plan for the members of the organization to ensure the fulfillment of Charon's prophecy!

Insol: Dan Charon? I've never heard that name!

Dan Charon's mother is the goddess Serra and her father is the "God of the World" Elgus, and she and her mother have gained immortality through special means. More than 20 years ago, at the behest of the goddess Serra, Dan Charon selected some of Valoran's most powerful humans to form the Mandala Hua.

Insol: Is this Dan Charon also a prophet?

Fronza: Of course not, that's why she's using Pinos Charon.

Insol: The reason why I was able to get the Demon Artifact this time was because Anton Saron got a diary that was left behind by Parinos before he died. We found the artifact in the well of an altar, and we saw the soul of a spellbinder!

Fronza: Perinos is dead?

Insol: Anton Salons says that Perinos seems to have perished with someone, that is, someone came to assassinate him.

(¤A large cloud of cotton slowly drifted in from the north, obscuring the red yellow morning sun.) Fronza looked up at the sky, as if remembering something. )

Insol: What's the matter? Feeling a little sad that my partner left silently?

Fronsa: His father predicted his death more than a decade ago, and I think he should have been prepared. You just said that you saw the soul of the Spellbinder, and he gave you the artifact and opened the portal for you?

Insol: (somewhat surprised) How do you know?

Fronsa: This passage is recorded in Pinos' diary, which he calls "the return of the prophetic trajectory".

What does Insol mean: "The return of the prophecy trajectory"?

Fronsa: The prophecy had gone off course, and one of Mandala Hua's main reasons for finding Pinos was to get him to find a way to get the prophecy back on track—what you went through yesterday was the last step in this plan. Tegel's bedroom is the prophesied return point, where you will be through the portal and fight Badogus.

Insol: Why did they set the prophetic regression point in Tegel's house? If it weren't for that, Tegel wouldn't be dead!

Fronsa: In Pinos's diary, it is important to note that Badogus and Mennu Amuel must be defeated by the descendants of the old family, and only then will the prophecy return to its tracks.

Insol: I see, with our current strength, we can only defeat one of them, and we can't fight two people at the same time, so—

Fronsa: So, just in case, Mandala Hua found one of the weakest members to be a substitute for the dead ghost. In this way, the cautious Mennu would leave after killing the man, so as not to arrive in large numbers of Mandala Hua members.

Insoor: So Tegel's role is to buy us time to win over Badogus?

Fronza: That's right, some of the Mandala Vara members are Covenant Keepers who can't die, and some of them are too powerful to kill Mennu. Only Tegel can do this -

Insol: It seems that these guys can do whatever it takes to fulfill their prophecy!

Fronsa: That's right, Mandala Huali is full of such people!

Insol: Unfortunately, in the end, the Demon Artifact was taken away!

Fronza: This is something they didn't expect, that is, the one who took the artifact was the one who was not bound by prophecy.

Insol: Aqueous Fidelía, that's his name!I'll always remember his appearance, dark blonde hair, nearly seven feet tall, and platinum-gold eyes—(he said, a look of surprise)

Fronsa: Well—(raises an eyebrow) This guy may have something to do with the Queen, I'm afraid it's blood! So, if this Fidelia is not bound by prophecy, then so should the Queen!

Insol: What kind of people are they who are not bound by prophecy?

Fronsa: The fusion of human and elven blood creates prophecy - so prophecy can only bind humans and elves, and neither angels nor angels are bound by it.

Insol: But both the Queen and that Aqueous are human!

Fronza: There's only one explanation, they're descendants of angels, or descendants of the Dharmabinders—I'm leaning towards the former.

Insol: Incredible——!

Fronza: The Tellaz diary was taken away and Pinos foresaw it. But the Demon Artifact was taken away from everyone's expectations. I think we will soon face an unprecedented war!

[Author's Note]

* Goddess Serra: Guardian of the Dragon Clan, one of the "Three Sages", originally the wife of Ergus Charon.

* "God of the World" Elgus: The creator of the first human kingdom in the history of Valoran, Leonte, known as the creator of the human world.

Three

As the sun rises and the morning mist fills the morning, the cemetery is already full of people. They stood on a high platform in the center of the cemetery, where there were originally sixteen tall obelisks, and directly east of each obelisk, there was a granite slab with the name of a man engraved on it, as well as the life story of the person. Among the sixteen were missing people like Exio Supplication and Ashram Fiedria, as well as martyrs like Naia Invoker, Shuria Amuel, and Stark Savar. Of course, just yesterday, the seventeenth obelisk was erected, and it belonged to Tegel, a little-known man who was once unknown. League of Legends executives declared to the public: "The spirit of Tegel, the tutor of the literature class of the War College, sacrificed himself to save his companions in an important mission, which is worth learning from all summoners." We have decided to bury this great summoner in the Middle Altar of the Valhalla Cemetery. ”

Most of the people who came to mourn Tegel were from the Summoner's Diary community, and their heads were added together, more than 100,000 college coins. The eight major city-states, some local consortia and organizations, and even the summoner council of the League of Legends did not hesitate to put a large bounty on them. Today, however, they are blatantly gathered at the War College, which is a bit of an anomaly.

"Aren't they—aren't they afraid that someone will come and arrest them?" said Arroni, looking at the members of the community in various robes, a little puzzled.

"I'm worried, too, that this is close to the East Tower, and if all the Inquisitors are dispatched—" Coria said, turning to look in the direction of the East Tower, where the tower's dark yellow spire could be seen, and the rest of it was obscured by trees.

"Why bother, there's a queen here!" Fronza glanced at Michelia, who was standing in front of Tegel's tombstone, and then turned his head to the side of the middle altar, where a tall man in a red robe and hood stood, "And Lord Bezord!"

"Is there any necessary connection between this—I suppose it's not just because Tegel is a member of the Mandala War!" Insol frowned, squinting at Bezod in the distance, until he realized that the other might be looking at him as well.

"Tegel may have joined Mandala Hua to preserve the members of the Society. Anton Saron whispered, his mood had been depressed for the past few days, not only because of Tegel's death, but also because of Scottzer's reappearance.

"It's a clever self-destruction!" Fronza spread his hands, "but it's always right to seek refuge in Mandalahua, and now—the Queen needs to join Mandala Hua in place of Tegel!" he said, and walked towards Michelia.

One by one, the members of the Society of "Summoner's Diary" placed the white flowers in their hands under Tegel's tombstone and bowed to the tombstone. Michelia kept her head down, her eyes never off the white flowers on the ground, and despite the low morning temperature, she was still dressed thinly, her off-white robe wide open, revealing her leather chest guard and shorts, and a pair of brown boots on her feet.

"I guess that's what you and Tegel were dressed like that when we first met. Fronza walked up to Michelia, glanced at them, and then turned her gaze to the members of the Society, who would bow to her every time they laid flowers, and some of the female members would hug her.

Michelia finally burst into tears, holding Fronsa's arm and resting her head on the other's broad shoulders, the warmth of the image in her mind, the subject of which was her and Tegel.

Fronza curled the corners of his mouth into a smile, "No matter how strong you pretend to be in front of outsiders, no matter how terrible you are in front of enemies - you're a girl, a girl with a fragile heart - am I right, Michelle?" he hugged Michelia's shoulder, and at this moment, the other party was looking at him with those big teary eyes, "Huh? Isn't it used to being called by a nickname for a while? This nickname used to only Tiger and Fawkes dared to use - now, both of them are gone. ”

"Y-can you keep calling me that?" Michelia hugged Fronsa's waist tightly, and the other party was hurt by her strength, "There are fewer and fewer people around me, don't leave me, okay?"

"If you can consider how strong you are before hugging someone—" Fronza rolled his eyes, a look of death.

Michelia was about to say something, but when she saw Ironie and Angela bowing to Tegel's tombstone, she immediately forgot what she had just said. "I don't like Eroni, Anrela's okay—" She cleared her throat as she saw the two of them walking towards her.

"Sister Michelia—I'm sorry!" Eroni said, bowing her head and biting her lip, "If I had informed you sooner—Mentor Tegel wouldn't have died...... On my way back—I met—met a very handsome nobleman, with whom I had lunch, and—" She choked suddenly, and did not finish the rest of the sentence.

"Please don't blame her! she didn't mean to!" Angela hugged Aroni's shoulders and bowed apologetically to Michelia.

"You can't change the outcome, Elonie!" Fronza glanced at Michelia, then set her eyes on Arrowny, "This is the prophecy, even if you see the future in advance through the prophecy, you can't change it!"

"Really!?" Eroni looked up, feeling relieved for a moment, but when she saw Michelia looking at her with a dark face, she timidly stepped back and held Annella's hand tightly.

"Hey——!" Fronza patted Michelia on the shoulder, "you're scaring the little girl!

"Hey——! it's not pretty!" Fronsa's seemingly casual words shook Michelia's heartstrings violently, and she seemed to hear a voice that was all too familiar, but that voice would forever be sealed in memory, sealed in the best of years.

"Three years have passed, and nothing has changed for you!" Tegel sat on the second floor of the café, staring at the night view of the outer city through the floor-to-ceiling windows. Opposite him, sat Michelia, dressed in a beige robe.

"You haven't changed—" Michelia glanced at the three cups of coffee on the table as if there were three people sitting here, "used to sitting here alone and watching the night view, and always putting an extra cup of chocolate coffee on the table." ”

"It has a name — it's called 'Bella's Smile'. Tegel curled the corners of his mouth, "If Bella drinks this, she's going to be smiling from ear to ear!!" Every night when I sit here, I see her — we talk, we look at each other, just like you and I do now." ”

Michelia took a sip of her coffee, then pursed her lips, "Mm--it tastes good! Are you here to reclaim your memories?"

"It's the same as when you go to Ionia—we always think that by going back to the land of memories and living as we used to—we can replicate the good memories—" Tegel took a sip of his coffee, "but the end result is that memories are memories after all, and they are always unique and cannot be repeated." ”

Michelia turned her head to the floor-to-ceiling window to look at the brightly lit market, her eyes blurring for some reason, "That's right—you're right—"

"Hey——! it's not pretty!" Tegel knocked on the table in front of Michelia, "You're the ugliest when you're crying—— tell me where that Michelia used to be, why didn't she come today? I haven't seen her in a long time!"

"She's dead——! Michelia said with tears in her voice.

"Bring her a word for me – sometimes, the good memories are just as hard to look back on, not because the reality is too cold, but because we always think that the good things are gone and that they belong only yesterday. We turn our backs to the sun for so long that we ignore its presence. Tiger took Michelia's hand and smiled. Every time he smiles, there are a lot of wrinkles on his cheeks, which is always unforgettable.

Forbidden: Death!

"W-this!?" Michelia looked at the silver charms in her hand with a surprised expression, and the charms flickered a few times before disappearing.

"Now—that Michelia is back to life!" Tiger let out a hearty laugh, "Happy birthday! Michelle!"

Michelia laughed, revealing two rows of white teeth, a heartfelt smile. Two years have passed, and she has found herself again, the former self. "You've changed my emotions about a memory, this spell is amazing!"

"That's right, I call it Psychic Healing, and it always works! You see—that heartless Michelle is back!"

"Who do you say has no heart!? Damn it!"

"Thank you——! Tegel!" Michelia sniffled and smiled at Fronza on the side, "How about a drink together?"

"Of course——! why not?" Fronza spread his hands and rolled his eyes, "Queen, always refer to those who are as strong in heart as they are in appearance! Revel for our Queen!" The second half of his sentence was so loud that all those who came to mourn looked at him in amazement, but he was not impressed, "How about everyone go for a drink together? For the sake of Tegel! For the sake of his unfulfilled ideals, we need to be reborn!" As soon as he finished speaking, he burst out laughing, and the members of the Grief Society suddenly furrowed their brows.

"We're going to be different!" Insol glanced at Anton Salon, then turned around, and the members of the community looked at the tombstone behind him, which was one last look, and then they walked down the middle altar led by Fronza and Michelia.

Anton Salonn let out a long sigh as he craned his neck and stared at the upper half of the obelisk, where the morning sun had dyed the beige surface golden. "Let's go—" He followed Insol down the platform, and as his feet left the last step, he turned to look back again, the inscription on the granite still visible, "Mentor Tegel, your family can finally be reunited!"

[Author's Note]

* Explain Tegel's spell "Death": This spell is to change a person's emotions towards someone or something, and it usually changes subjective emotions. These subjective emotions determine whether people are happy or not, and now psychological counseling or psychological healing is mostly of this type. The old saying of the Chinese goes: The heart is like a person who stops water, and everything is worry-free. It means that when people look at people and things with a normal heart, there is no so-called sorrow and trouble.

The major events of life are nothing more than life and death, but how can life and death be controlled? Rather than always remembering in our hearts, it is better to let them be scattered in the wind. - Listen to the rain