The new life is dead, the cycle is endless ... Observations of the Yuans, Shallow Ocean, Volume 1 ... In the long-term memory is a vast wilderness. The memory of childhood is trek and travel. When crossing the margins of the 'Shallow Ocean', The background of the azure mountain, the azure mountain, is still deeply scored in the depths of memory on the boundary between water and wind, and the two planes are superimposed on each other in the horizon.
That is the most impressive thing about childhood
But all the distant scenery no longer exist. After a long journey, travel, and further travel, finally came to this world-
It was a strange beginning, the people passed down from generation to generation, as if the blood flowing in the blood, nurtured the magic, and formed the sacred forest. In the distant dark ages, the mild magic attracted the creature frost monster in the dark. , Weeping Demon, Undead, in order to protect this forest, it fights with them
In this way, the continuous battle seems to have passed for many years
Until one day, it saw the ball of light flying in front of itself
"Hello, my name is Luoluo. You are so pretty here. May I live here?"
"No" it replied solemnly
"Why?" Xiao Bu's eyes widened, blue eyes widened, full of curiosity as if it didn't let her live in this forest, it was a very strange thing.
"Because you, like them, can peek into the magic of holiness"
"No no no, I just think it's cooler here"
"cool?"
"Well Ai said again, you can't always fight them alone Ai, you always need a companion, I'll help you"
It seems that after that, it has a companion. The word companion is pronounced in elemental language. It is far more verbose than human vocabulary, but it has a long meaning.
"Maroccha, let's build a lake so they can't get over"
"lake?"
"Well, you haven't seen Ai Lake, it's like a shallow sea-of course, it's not as magnificent as its hometown, but it is still very beautiful."
Thinking of hometown, it nodded
"Marocha, is the lake beautiful?"
"Not like the shallow sea" It considered for a while and answered seriously
"Then let's make it bigger, too big," she said cheerfully, "yes, after I die, trouble bury me under the biggest misty tree so I can Back home "
"dead?"
It narrowed its eyes slightly, and there seemed to be hidden information about this part in the distant blood. The words about the creatures of the elements were imprinted on the soul as if flashing 'newness and silence in its memory, the elements cycle endlessly — '
"Ai Ai" the little fairy also squinted and replied: "The elements of rebirth and silence are endless. Without death, there will be no rebirth."
It stares at the dark night sky, and the shooting star is fleeting. On top of this prosperous starry sky, it symbolizes that in the civilized world outside of the conflict, another hero ridicules the mortal war. It will continue for 137 years, and it will continue. Three hundred years, 12 years after that, the prophecy says so
Buried in the soil in the middle of the forest, the next year a glowing bud emerges and then it slowly bears fruit. Two new lives are born from the fruit.
That's a continuation of Lolo's life. They're called Mia and Tis.
Fairies are always born with names, which is a strange thing.
Then the fairies became more and more, the forest became more and more lively every day, but every night after that, it always remembered that sentence when watching the lush starry sky:
"Maroccha, let's build a lake so they can't get over"
On the edge of the silver lake, the frost monsters in the dark really did not dare to cross this lake again--
The war in the human world is finally over. One hundred and thirty years ago, Malocha looked up at a meteor flashing in the night sky, and the last hero of the civilized world, Saint Osor finally completed the last journey of her life.
The world suddenly became strange
...
The core of magic power is the source of the life of demonized creatures. But for a creature like the crystal stag who lives in harmony with magic, it is only the core of its power. Demonized creatures that have lost the core of magic power will immediately turn to ashes, but For Malocha, it was at best nothing more than a retreat to youth
Brando soon saw the existence of the crystal prism. It was set on Malocha's spine. When Brando saw it, he couldn't help narrowing his eyes slightly.
The heart of the magic of a healthy crystal stag, the crystal should contain the blue of the sea, as if it is their hometown, the shallow sea, which is the most beautiful place in the world of water elements, but what he sees is a dark crystal
Magic erosion is so severe
Brando couldn't help but hold his breath lightly
The Waynde world is built on the back of magic, but most of the power that mortals come in comes from the magic of darkness, but Martha has set the law of tiamat, using regular power to constrain these wild dark forces— —Make them meek and peaceful
This is the gift of mother
But others do n’t accept this gift
The astrologer is pursuing the path of the gods, as if walking in the darkness, the sages are walking in front of the sages like the gods they worship, the abyss goddess Elaine, they transform the magic of darkness into a mirror, at the cost of blindness Seeing through the mist and darkness of the future erodes their body and mind, but they are as firm as ever
The witches went further than the astrologers. The sages of the twelve witches vowed to conquer the power of darkness—their descendants, though obeying this vow, were insane and cold and moody with their lives—for this reason, plus As followers of the Dark Dragon, they are cast aside by the entire continent
And those who walk in the shadows, cultists, admirers of demons, lunatics and murderers, they worship the dark magic, and at the expense of sacrifices to please those dark evil evil walkers who exist on the dark side of these civilizations, But no one denies their existence
Dark magic is like a poisonous poison. It hurts anyone irreversibly. Brando gently stretches his hand toward the core of magic with a mentality that seems to see the mystery.
A sense of electric shock ran across his body
"Human, ellipse--"
A gentle voice that was completely different from the previous manic anger sounded in Brando's mind.
"Guardian of the Seal of the Seal, you know what I'm doing--" Brando paused slightly, then he whispered, "Do you see what this forest looks like?"
"You drive out the magic of darkness and it doesn't help." The voice didn't answer him directly, but instead said: "Instead, you will regret your actions."
"I need to know why," Brando asked, "if you don't give up the core of this magic, you will be assimilated into a monster by the magic of darkness. The forest has begun to wither. The magic of darkness will erode it all, including Your goblin companions— "
That voice went silent
After a while, it resounded: "No, the forest will never wither. Everything you say will never happen. Humans, you haven't seen the shallow sea, you won't understand how great nature is--"
"Shallow sea?"
Malocha stepped back, it was scaly all over, and his body was dying. Blood-red eyes showed a tired but burning flame: "Human, I know what you want, crystal blood you can take away but please leave here A forest, this forest does not belong to anyone, it belongs only to history, and belongs to the fairies who have witnessed all these past-"
Brando didn't understand it, but he glanced at the little blood of the crystals on the ground, and then glanced at the Nimesis Knightess not far away looking at the goblin in his hand, the goblin was crying Get messed up
"Thank you for your generosity, the Guardian," Brando replied, "but I am curious about your choice"
A breeze rustled in the forest, the brittle branches broke and fell
The forest is dying
Malocha's body ignited a blazing black flame, and the crystal stag lay there quietly, as if remembering what Brando had seen over his shoulders, watching the magnificent night sky of Warnde World
There are many constellations there, writing many epics that belong to mortals
"Why do you take the initiative to extract the magic of the whole forest? Is the Valley of the Holy Seal eroded by the magic of darkness?"
"It's almost as you guessed, humans," the weaker voice replied: "The forest is restless, not only the dark magic here is pouring out of the whole world, the magic moon has become brighter than ever, Humanity--"
Brando didn't say anything, he knew that Malocha was talking about the great tide
"So you actively introduce dark magic into your body so that they don't infect the entire forest."
"But isn't it futile for you to do so, after all, you will be turned into a puppet by the magic of darkness and die as the last guardian of this forest, and it will wither and wither, as you can see today" Brando responded slowly, thinking about all the clues about the task.
But he was interrupted
"That's because you haven't seen shallow seas, humans," Malocha replied quietly. "On the boundary between wind and water, the beautiful and magnificent tides meet, rise and fall, and the cycle is more than as if Our lives are the same— "
"Your life?"
"The newborn is dead, the cycle is endless--"
"This is the fate of the elements"
Brando suddenly understood--
He stared with some shock at the dead elemental life of this crystal stag on the ground, and the new elemental creature was born on its body for generations, thus conveying those ancient knowledge
This is like a poem from ancient times. It always resounds in the blood line called inheritance, quietly, and magnificent.
"The old order is gone, and many memories will be taken away. New life will be reborn under the withered ash. Dark magic will burn with me. At that moment, pure magic will refill this land, it nourishes The roots of every misty tree renew the power of life "
Brando stood there, and for a while, he felt his mind about the task faded a lot. He asked, "Is this your choice?"
Malocha did not answer
The voice just murmured: "I should have left, and when I saw the meteor moving across the night sky, I knew that this era is no longer mine"
"How long?"
"But the lake is still nothing like a shallow sea."
"Just really beautiful--"
Brando droops his eyelids slightly
He felt a little bit more but wondered why the system set up such a scene? Are there any hidden tasks here? Is it just for him to be a spectator?
No, there must be something that can be changed
He saw the crystal stag lying on the ground gradually closing his eyes. The dark magic seemed to break free from it, but was firmly locked on the core of magic.
At that moment, Brando seemed to feel the last image from the guardian of the Seal of the Seal:
The vast sea, the endless cliffs and staggered cliffs, Hai Tao slapped the rocks far away, and the holy mountain where the storm ceased was like a pale cyan ink painting
Clouds float above the sky
He saw the traveling young deer, along with its tribe, across the coast, through the wilderness, as if it were a long journey, no one knows where their end point is
A long time flashed in Brando's mind, as if for thousands of years, he saw a lot of seeing that fairy named Lolo
"I see my hometown"
"It's beautiful, just like when I left, it never changed and waited for me to go back"
...
Brando's eyes narrowed, his eyes were a bit dry
And when he opened his eyes, Malocha's body was emitting a glowing white light and became transparent, and the floating magic on his body seemed to have experienced a new life. In the dazzling flash like a star, the black magic was Led by forces beyond the realm of life and death, an invisible law descends from the sky
At that moment he and Nimesis raised their heads together, their hearts trembled the same, feeling the power from Martha
Gentle, yet insightful
All language and sound seem to lose color
The fairies looked up at the scene. They were surprised to see that the forest was breaking but a kind of force was coming out of the cocoon.
Brando saw the little goblin's tears running towards the body of the crystal stag in Nimesis's hands, she cried, her mouth closed, but she could not hear the slightest sound
Between heaven and earth, only law and strength remain
Brando saw the golden magic bloom from Marocha's corpse and it poured into the ground, spreading like spider webs along the path in the forest and spreading in all directions. Then he saw a faint layer of smoke from the crystals that had become ashes. The stag rose, forming the nirvana of Malocha's life-the majestic and beautiful creature looking up at the night sky
Then this layer of smoke started to fade away.
But at that moment Brando suddenly realized what he looked up and shouted at the smoke-like soul: "Maloca, wait! Your core of magic will not be completely reduced to ashes. A part of it will be inherited to the new life. Elements!"
The crystal stag apparently realized something too
It shuddered slightly and looked back to see Brando's body began to disintegrate. Brando couldn't even see his face, but he read the last message he wanted to express from Malocha's eyes. ——
Help it
The core of the magic power has been completely polluted, even if only part of the crystal stag inherited to the newborn, it will assimilate its newly born elemental life, and it will only become a completely bloodthirsty monster.
And this forest will then turn into a wilderness buried only with gloom and horror
The mission was here
Brando's heart suddenly realized, but he was not relaxed at this moment. He watched Malocha's figure become a little bit of nothingness. He looked at him anxiously, but he could not do anything.
and many more
Another way, Brando suddenly raised his head. He looked at the crystal stag. His head was full of the vast sea that he saw before. He saw the endless cliff-toothed cliffs. Haitao slapped the rocks. This is the shallow sea. , The endless source of elemental life
"I can help you, Malocha"
He suddenly said, "Would you accept it?"
A blank card has emerged in Brando's hand. Marlo looked at that card and seemed to understand what it has. It has a long and long life, and a little bit of knowledge has started to accumulate in his heart from a certain era.
"Would you!" Brando growled.
The golden magic is filling the entire forest, but the black flames are re-igniting one person and one deer from the center of the golden light, leaving only the last chance.
"What are you going to do, man?" Malocha's eyes had this meaning
"Taking the dark magic as the source, sealing you and it together. I use the rules of destiny card to extract it from the core of the magic, maybe it will succeed!"
"How confident are you?"
"I do not know--"
Malocha nodded gently, a layer of smoke left only the part below his neck, and the whole body had disappeared, but the four-hoof still stood upright on the ground.
Brando took out the destiny card and showed it to Malocha's soul: "Charle helped me calculate how much wealth this seal card needs!"
"Sir, can you calculate this simple question yourself?" There was a murky voice from Shire at the end of his heart, and he yawned, apparently not knowing what happened here
"Just talk nonsense, tell me--" Brando scolded his teeth.
Charr hit the spirit, and then he responded: "Sir, Ai, please unlock the seal's permission to me and let me see what kind of cards you want to seal-"
Brando acted immediately
"Crystal stag," Charles said for a moment. "This thing is stronger than Her Royal Highness Princess Ai. Although its soul has agreed that it can greatly reduce the cost of the seal, it still needs to consume nearly a thousand fortunes."
"Ai etc.-what is this?" Char's voice was a little impatient: "Dark magic? Lord Lord, you have to pull it out of it-this is no less important than the authority of the chaos rule. Are you sure you want to do this? I don't understand ... "
"You don't need to understand!" Brando was going crazy, and Malocha's head was looming: "You just need to tell me how much I need!"
"There is too much magic in the dark ..."
"It's very rare!" Brando didn't yell in the last sentence. Most of the dark magic has been purified by Malocha and turned into the power of order.
"Okay, okay-I see, a total of 2720 wealth is needed"
"so much?"
"I said ..." Charles replied, but his words were immediately interrupted roughly by Brando: "Enough, tell me that my wealth is not enough now"
"... Reluctantly, but aren't you planning to stay a little bit, lord? Aren't you saying that there might be better materials in the Frost Forest, now this place is still in the forest of Arathor?" Charles was a little curious. He asked, wondering if his Lord Lord was in trouble
But Brando has no time to ignore him.
He pressed his thumb and forefinger on the card and shouted at Marocha's soul: "Seal"
But the situation that was expected did not appear to be completely different from the scene that occurred when the previous seal was sealed. The destiny card floated so quietly in the air and remained motionless.
"What's going on?" Brando's right hand froze slightly.
"Master Lord ... the soul of the person you want to seal is too weak, and the dark magic is not enough to make up for the shortcomings of this part of the rule ... some wealth is still needed to create a virtual rule," Charr's voice suddenly shouted anxiously
"How much more?" Brando asked with gritted teeth, and he was about to miss the last chance.
"Not enough ..."
Brando's heart was cold, but it was at this time that Charles suddenly exclaimed: "Ah ... what's going on with new power?"
The young wizard attendant apparently didn't understand what was happening, and Brando didn't understand it either, because he only saw the blank card suddenly flashed with silver, and then burst out like a flash bomb.
A white, dazzling light spread from all sides
Brando narrowed his eyes slightly and waited for the light to dissipate before he saw a card falling from the air.
‘It ’s dark but the heart is bright, and it ’s both an everlasting song—’
The card fell on his hand:
Reincarnation singing
Yongge viii
Light 4 / Dark 4
[Spell]
Pay 40 mana (knight) to summon White Deer Marocha (ranked to the rank of Flank Knight -10). When White Deer leaves the battlefield, select two cards from the graveyard and shuffle them into their holder's library.
Maintenance, White Deer Marocha will remain until the next day reset
‘New life is dead, endless —’
Brando looked at the white deer depicted on the card, and the goblin on its back, for a moment, he felt a little faint, and he understood what had happened before.
He looked up and saw the golden magic enveloping the whole forest. The dead foggy tree was falling in pieces, but the new branches and buds grew from the ashes, and quickly gave birth to a dense tree.
A young crystal stag, half-closed, lying among the bushes
The forest seems to be guarding it
With a buzzing sound, Brando saw a pale green panel pop out of his face:
‘Mission: Culture elements, complete, perfect completion’
‘Task: Song of the shallow sea, complete, excellent completion ...
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