This piece of equipment can be considered a very good improvement. At least Lin Luo's trip was not in vain and he got himself a very good jacket and armor.
In addition, he finally completed the tasks of Ramos and Jax.
[Tip: You have completed Ramos’s mission: Void Hunting Team Qualification. You have proved your strength to Ramos, and you are qualified to form your own Void Hunting Team. 】
[Tip: You have completed Jax’s assistance mission: you helped Jax kill Baron Nash, and he will then take you to the residence of the Time Guardian-Kieran.]
"I have finally fulfilled my long-cherished wish, Lin. I have to say that your strength is really good, and your potential is very scary. I can feel that you will surpass me in a short time. This is definitely not an illusion."
Jax brandished the Fang of Nashor as if showing off his trophy.
"Now that we're done, I have to help you. I know Azir wants to know about Icathia, but to be honest, I don't know much about it...these histories are too complicated, and only those who really study academics can understand them.
, let me take you to find Kiran, he lives in the time barrier at the ruins of the Icathia capital city."
Next, Jax took Lin Luo and walked in the direction he came from. Today's Icacia is an extremely desolate ruins. It can be said that there is no sign of civilization. However, as he gradually moved forward, Lin Luo discovered
A region that exists within the realm of azure light.
Although Lin Luo couldn't see anything through this blue light, he could feel the powerful power attached to this light barrier.
When he and Jax walked into this blue light curtain, a quiet game prompt sounded in their ears.
[Tip: You have entered Icacia - the ancient ruins of time, and you have triggered the rare achievement: Time Traveler]
[You have received an achievement reward: your current experience value has increased by 10%]
Then Lin Luo felt his eyes light up and saw a beautiful building from ancient times. It existed very unreasonably in this world. It was clearly out of place, but it was elegant to the extreme.
"This is the ruins of ancient Icathia. This was also the time when the imperial capital was not destroyed. Lord Kiran used the power of time to return to this area, but only here. He is well versed in the future of ancient Icathia.
Xue, he must be very clear about what you want."
Lin Luo nodded. He seemed to have heard before that in the continent of Shurima, futurology actually has another name, and that is history.
"I heard Ramos say that you want to form a void hunting team? What a great idea. My lifelong dream is to kill all those void creatures, but I suffer from the lack of friendly forces. It would be much more convenient with you."
Jax said as he led Lin Luo to the center of the imperial capital.
In the very center of the imperial capital, there is a snow-white altar, on which sits an old man with long flowing hair, wearing a sky-blue robe, his face is full of wrinkles from the years, his beard and hair are all white, and his eyes are also twinkling.
The bright light makes it impossible to see the hole clearly, making people feel like a fairy.
"You're finally here, Lin, just as I imagined."
The moment Lin Luo stepped into the imperial capital, the whole sky
There was a rumbling sound coming from above, like the sound from heaven and earth, old and calm, giving people a soul-stirring power.
Lin Luo thought for a moment and guessed his identity based on his identity:
"You are Kieran, the time guardian of Icathia, the most famous mage king here...or are you a descendant of the mage king?"
According to his understanding, this so-called guardian of time may not have the strongest power, but his attainments in magic must be top-notch.
What he studies is the power of cause and effect, which may not have an impact on physical objects or people themselves, but he understands the principles of heaven and earth so thoroughly that his wisdom is absolutely terrifying.
But what surprised him was that Kieran didn't answer him directly, but suddenly looked at him.
At this time, Lin Luo trembled all over and entered a familiar plot review mode, and the voice of Jilan's old attribute was still echoing in his ears.
Akzam is the name of my ancestor, which means the one who bears the edge. It is not only the name of a warrior, but also an auspicious title. Akzam was the last mage king. He fell under the command of the Sun Queen of Shurima.
In front of the golden army and the gods, the Kingdom of Icathia was opened wide.
Wa is my mother, Ke Yin is my father, and Aikaser is the name of the blood tribe I was born into. Aikaser has a glorious history and once served the Mage King.
I have inherited these titles from the moment I was born.
My name is Akzam Wa-Koyin Kauali Aikaser.
Only Kaua'ali is a new addition. Although it is a new name, it already feels natural. This name has now become one with me, igniting a burning pride in my heart. Kaua'ali used to be the personal bodyguard of the Mage King.
, all of them are dead soldiers, serving their masters with their lives. When King Akzam fell in front of the Sun Queen's celestial warriors, Icathia became a vassal state of Shurima, and every Khao'ari committed suicide and apologized.
.
But the Kaua'ari have been reborn, once again serving the new Mage King and regaining their past glory. Their emblem is branded on my arm - a sword wrapped in a scroll.
My name is Akzam Wa-Koyin Kauali Aikaser. I repeat it again and again, holding on tightly to what it represents.
I don't want to forget. This is all I have.
Am I dreaming this morning? The re-established Kaua'ali and I strutted through the streets of Ikasia, feeling like a lifetime had passed since the last time.
Thousands of men, women and children gathered on the broad main road. Wearing the brightest clothes and the most exquisite jewelry, they cheered and saluted us as we advanced. They came to witness the rebirth of their kingdom.
Because it was Ikasia who was reborn today, not just Kaoali. I puffed up my chest and surged with pride.
We walked in unison, holding rattan shields and Nimcha scimitars. The laws of Shurima explicitly prohibited people from possessing weapons of Icathia, but the city had already secretly forged and stored enough weapons to prepare for the day of the uprising.
Ready.
That is
An unforgettable day.
Screams echoed in the city, and people shouted to hunt down every Shurima official. For hundreds of years, the humiliating laws have been designed to completely eradicate our culture and punish everyone who refuses to surrender. On this bloody day,
The people's resentment reached its peak. Although these people were just notaries, merchants and tax collectors, it didn't matter. They were all lackeys of the hateful Sun Emperor and they deserved to die.
Overnight, Ikasia was recovered!
The statues of the Sun Disc were torn down from the roofs and smashed by the crowds, Shurima's writings were burned, and their treasures were looted. The statues of the dead emperors were desecrated, and even I destroyed a huge painting.
The murals were painted in a way that would make my own mother feel ashamed.
I remember the smell of smoke and fire. It was the smell of freedom.
As I moved forward, I thought about it.
My memories are full of smiling faces and cheers, but I can't distinguish any specific words. The sun was too bright and the noise was too strong, roaring in my mind for a long time.
I didn't sleep a wink the night before, and I was very nervous about the upcoming battle. My ability to wield the Nimcha scimitar was quite good, and the snake-shaped recurve bow slung on my shoulder was the one I used to kill people. The bow was made of wood.
After extensive training, they are painted with a layer of moisture-proof red paint. The arrows are made of blue sharp-beak bird feathers as tail feathers, and the edge obsidian that I carved by myself is used as the arrowhead. And these obsidians come from the creations of magicians - they are earth and stone.
The controller of magic. The long-distance running on the coastline covered by the dense forest of Icathia gave me the physical fitness to fight all day long, and the dangerous roads in the mountains gave me arms full of strong bows.
A young girl with silver braids and the deepest green eyes I have ever seen in my life. She put a wreath of flowers on my head. The fragrance of the flowers made me intoxicated, but when she pulled me close,
Kissing my lips, everything was forgotten. She was wearing a necklace with an opal surrounded by a golden spiral. I recognized this as my father's workmanship and couldn't help but smile.
I wanted to catch her, but I was carried forward by the team. So, I could only imprint her face firmly in my mind.
I can't remember it clearly now, only her eyes are left, the deep green is like the forest I ran through when I was a teenager...
Soon, this remnant will disappear.
"Don't worry, Aza," said Sejax Cayo-Raines Kauali Aikason as he stuffed a freshly peeled egg into his mouth. "This matter is settled today.
She will wait for you from now on."
"That's right," said Koglin Ivo-Aisa Kaua'ari Akason, nudging me with his elbow. "Wait for him, and there are twenty other good boys."
Colgrim's words made me blush, and then he laughed heartily.
"Give her a fine necklace with the gold of Shurima," he continued. "She will be yours forever—at least until tomorrow morning!"
I should say something to reprimand Cooglin for being so contemptuous of this girl's honor, but I am a junior and just want to prove myself in front of veterans. Sejax is the real core of Koali. He is a burly man with a shaved head.
, his skin was pockmarked by childhood illnesses, and his thick beard was bifurcated into two strands and shaped with wax and chalk. Korglin was his right-hand man, with cold eyes and ruthless eyes. He had a tattoo of a marriage contract on his body, but
I never heard him talk about his wife. These people grew up together and just
When he was old enough to pick up a sword, he began to learn the secret martial arts of warriors.
But a military career is something new to me. My father trained me to be a lapidary, specializing in identifying gemstones and making jewelry. What is different from me is that he is meticulous and cautious in his words and deeds.
It must have been like a thunderbolt to him. Of course, I found it very interesting and wanted to get involved with these tough guys as soon as possible.
"Stop bullying this young man, Korglin," Sejax patted my back with his broad palm. He meant the friendly pat, but it made my teeth hurt, but I still benefited from it.
."At night he is a hero."
He moved the long-handled ax on his shoulder. This weapon was extremely huge. The black handle was engraved with the names of his ancestors, and the bronze ax blade was as sharp as a razor. Few of us could lift it, let alone
Forget about swinging and slashing, Sejax is a master of all weapons.
I turned around, wanting to take one last look at the girl with green eyes, but among the crowded soldiers and the numerous weapons, her figure was nowhere to be seen.
"Brace yourself, Azar," Sejax said. "The soothsayers say the Shuriman are less than half a day's journey from Icathia."
"Then...are those heavenly warriors also coming?" I asked.
"They said they did, boy. They said they did."
"I'm kind of looking forward to seeing them. Isn't it wrong to think so?"
Sejax shook his head. "No, because they are legends. But as long as you really see it, you will definitely regret it."
I didn't understand what Sejax meant and asked, "Why?"
He glanced at me out of the corner of his eye. "Because they are monsters."
"What about you? Have you seen it?"
I was young and vigorous, fearless of anything, but I still remember the expressions on the faces of Sejax and Coghlin.
"I've seen it, Aza," Sejax said. "We fought one in Beinzek."
"We flattened half the mountain to level that ***," Korglin added. "Even so, only Sejax's weapon was big enough to decapitate it."
I thought of that legend and couldn't help but shudder with excitement. "Did you do that?"
Sejax nodded but said nothing. I knew I shouldn't ask any more questions. They paraded the dead body through the streets of this newly liberated city to prove to people that Shurima's heavenly soldiers were also made of flesh and blood. I
My father did not want me to witness such a thing, fearing that it would ignite the fire of rebellion that has been suppressed for centuries in the hearts of every Icathian.
I can no longer remember the way the god died, but I can recall how huge, weird and terrifying it was beyond common sense...
Later, I saw them.
Only then did I understand what Sejax meant.
We lined up on a gentle slope, with the broken remains of the city wall behind us. In the more than a thousand years since the arrival of the Sun Queen, we have not been allowed to recycle the rubble or rebuild the city wall; we use the ruins to force us to remember that in ancient times
That defeat of the generation.
But now, our masons, laborers and magicians have formed an army, and are using magic-driven winch machinery to neatly lay the huge granite that was just quarried.
The rise of the city wall makes me feel sincerely proud. Icathia is bathing in the glory of rebirth before my eyes.
The even more shocking scene was the army straddling the road into the city. Ten thousand soldiers, both men and women, all wearing cooked leather armor, holding battle axes, javelins, and spears. In the days after the uprising, they were forged day and night.
We kept producing swords, shields and arrows, but the time was limited. Before we could arm all the soldiers, the Sun Emperor had already cast an angry look at us, and the army immediately set off to march eastward.
I have seen pictures of the ancient Icathian army in the Internet - brave warriors forming rows of golden and silver arrays - although we are only the afterimage of the ancient army, our pride will not give way.
Not at all. Two thousand clawed riders were deployed on the two flanks. The scales and feathers of the mounts stood out, and their clawed hooves stamped impatiently on the ground. A thousand archers were ten in front of us.
He was half kneeling on the ground five feet away, and the arrow with blue tail feathers in the soft soil in front of him was missing.
Three deep and strong infantry phalanxes are our main force, like a fortress of courage, intended to resist the enemies who have oppressed us for generations.
Behind our position, mages are casting earth and stone magic. The crackling energy turns the air into a lake. The Shuriman will surely bring their mage troops, but we have our own magic to contend with.
