The watery moonlight paved Fisher's path forward. He quickly passed over the tents and cooking utensils that were blown to pieces in front of him, and came to the front of the horses that kept neighing in the night. The carriage behind him had been completely blown over. He
Using both hands, he straightened the overturned carriage and reached the inside of the carriage.
Emhardt in his arms heard that it was quiet outside again, so he got out of his arms and floated in mid-air. He turned around crazily and looked around, and said by the way,
"What just happened outside, it was so noisy...Wait, it's over, right?"
"Not yet, there is a cursed monster related to the Phoenix species outside that is preparing to kill people... The disappearance of the Phoenix species is closely related to the spirit world, and the Turan family is also related to the Phoenix species. I didn't know about them until now.
Why do you want to find the frost and snow sycamore tree..."
Fisher said to Emhart while rummaging through the items that were scattered everywhere in the carriage.
Emhard heard what Fisher said, glanced at the still violent snowstorm outside, then shrunk again without saying a word, ran to Fisher's arms and hid.
"I'm scared to death, so I'll keep hiding so I won't hold you back. Remember to call me when you're done. I know you don't want to lose this lovely book friend of mine..."
"..."
Fisher did not respond to Sir Shu's words. He moved slowly, feeling the fluctuations of magic in the carriage. Finally, he saw what he was looking for next to a broken photo frame. It was a necklace, made entirely of copper.
Well, the bottom of the necklace also has a shell-like structure that can store photos.
On top of that structure, there are densely carved magical emblems that shine with a faint black light, demonstrating the skill of the magician who carved this magic.
Fisher gently pushed open the small "shell" with his fingers, and a yellowed old photo was revealed inside.
Above, a petite girl sitting in a wheelchair has an expressionless face. She is wearing a heavy northern classical princess dress. The expression on her face is definitely not good-looking. She has a small face and a heavy book in her hand.
I don't know what the content is, but judging from the magician's hat she wears on her head that seems to belong to someone else, it seems that this is Valentina who was being taught magic lessons when she was a child.
Next to her wheelchair, a tall old man with white beard and hair, who was stroking his beard with a kind smile, stood up straight. Although this old man had the most standard appearance of a northerner, his temperament was...
Still, Fisher inevitably thought of his teacher, Haytham.
They are old people of the same era, so they have similarities in many places.
There is also a small line of Northern characters carved by hand on the inside of the shell, which is very similar to the magic traces engraved on the outside, but there is no magic light. It reads,
"On her sixth birthday, Miss Valentina Turan cried because she learned magic from me."
"Heldor Turan Remains"
Fisher held the necklace containing the eleven high-ring magic emblem with his backhand, and turned his head to look outside the carriage without saying a word.
...
...
"Princess Moon, the last phoenix...I have been waiting for you for so many years, finally, finally..."
Behind Heldor who was running wildly outside the ancestral hall, the whistling sound of the curse came in the blink of an eye. Heldor could not see anything, but he could feel the cursed entity behind him approaching step by step. It stared at the hand in his hand.
Holding the Moon Princess' sword, she didn't panic at all, she just released the breath of the sword in her hand and kept running.
Ever since the Turan family sent Valentina out to search for the frosty sycamore tree as if she was going to die, Heldor had long expected that such a day would come.
Just because Valentina is the only one in the family who can use the Moon Princess Sword, she has to take on such an important task at such a young age and challenge the history of the North that no one knows...
This cannot but be called irony and absurd, but how could Heldol, who was just a retainer, be qualified to participate in decision-making and change Valentina's fate?
The only thing he can do is to use his body to remove one or two obstacles for Valentina on her way forward.
Thinking of this, the mechanical arm holding the Moon Princess Sword in his hand became harder and harder. In fact, in his sight, everything was filled with crimson warning prompts and light.
"Warning...data loss...warning...data loss..."
He could feel that his consciousness was gradually moving away from this body. The reason why he was still running and doing his last bit for Valentina was all because of the hard support of the burning soul in his body.
"Zizi...heh, I haven't lost anything..."
The curse behind him gradually approached, and as the coldness like wind and snow filled his heart, dark black feathers continued to grow in his inorganic body. The parts seemed to have not been lubricated for a long time, and every time he moved, he made a sound.
An extremely harsh friction sound.
He looked down at the slowly fading Moon Princess Sword in his hand. While the steam was blowing out from his mouth, the soul light on his body also suddenly became dazzling, breaking away from him like the death light used by Philon, and facing towards him.
The cursed entity behind him sputtered away.
The cursed entity was hit by this sudden attack, and its entire black body spun several times in mid-air and retreated a distance, roaring in the air as if it was enraged.
However, this is not without cost.
The death light is produced by the violent burning of Heldor's soul. The person controlling the body in the mechanical body at this time is the main body created by the combination of Heldor's soul and the consciousness copied by the Cardinal. They jointly control this body.
, therefore, Fisher said, "You are the real Heldor."
His memory, his consciousness, and his persistence for Valentina remained the same as before, but they were all gradually consumed by the burning of his soul at this moment.
As Fisher concluded when the soul theory was first proposed, a person's memory and consciousness are all attached to the soul. When the soul is consumed, is the energy bursting out in a sense nothingness?
What about the value of immeasurable things?
"Zzizi..."
The steam from Heldor's mouth spewed wildly, and what was completely different from the snow-white mist was the scorching temperature. As the steam dissipated, everything he remembered about the past gradually became blurred.
He suddenly couldn't remember his past experiences, what family he came from, why he entered the Turan family to learn magic, and the names and appearances of his parents and family members who had passed away long ago.
"Howl!"
The curse behind him came again, and Heldor's mechanical body was hit hard again, almost being knocked over.
Not powerful enough!
A dazzling death light burst out from Heldor's body again, hitting the cursed body hard, causing countless dark feathers to fall from the cursed entity in the spirit world. If you look carefully, those feathers were originally
It's not black, but more like an incalculable amount of blood piled together. It's so rich that it has just solidified from scarlet to pitch black...
As the second soul death light bloomed, Heldor suddenly couldn't remember his own name, he couldn't remember many people and friends he knew, and he couldn't remember the magic knowledge he had studied and loved all his life.
, unable to remember the joys, sorrows and joys of his life.
It was as if the colorfully dyed paper miraculously faded back to pale, leaving only the purpose and direction of the paper.
He only remembered his persistence and perseverance, and his "granddaughter" who he regarded as a treasure.
"Howl!"
Isn't it powerful enough?
In the illusory wind and snow, Heldor's pure thoughts were left with only such a thin thought, but for some reason it was not powerful enough, and he did not know what kind of threat he faced.
"Zzizi..."
But even so, the soul in his body still burned subconsciously, wanting to burst out the last death light.
What burned this time was only his last obsession.
But just as he was about to burn, his eyes
Suddenly, a completely unfamiliar human male figure appeared in the line. The man had black hair and held a simple necklace made of copper in his hand. There was a glimmer of light on it that Heldor could no longer understand.
He didn't know magic or anything else. His face without facial features moved a little because of the slightly opened necklace photo. On it was a little girl with an ugly face sitting in a wheelchair. Standing next to him was a rather familiar but...
A kind old man whom I didn't know.
"Valentina..."
Fisher did not respond. His back was like a chasm protecting the most precious part of Heldor's soul. The necklace in his hand suddenly erupted with a wave of deadly black light. The violent reverberation of the magic power was violent.
The ground stirred up the echoes of the world, gathering a terrifying power in Fisher's hands.
In the next second, when the terrifying power was transmitted to the newly acquired ring engraved with strange words on Fisher's palm, the ring seemed to have awakened some kind of function, rendering the magic engraved by Heldor
There were strange fluctuations that Fisher had never seen before.
"Baku! Wow! Vomit!"
Fisher looked in disbelief at the eleven-ring magic [Eliminate Light] that was suddenly enlarged countless times in his hand and filled with an unknown aura. He really didn't understand what had happened now, but he was watching the show jokingly under the moonlight.
But those little eyes seemed to feel some extreme terror. They blinked and screamed and fled away from this world, so that Fisher could no longer feel it.
Are they...those Chaos species afraid?
But it is definitely not that he is afraid of the erasing light in his hand, but more like he is afraid of... the aura on the ring in his hand?
"Howl!"
The elimination light in Fisher's hand had already formed, and his arm holding the magic felt as if it was pressed tightly by a soldering iron. There was severe pain, but he gritted his teeth and did not move at all, just staring in front of him.
The curse.
The surrounding area suddenly became quiet. Only the crazy cursed entity in front of Fisher still existed in the air, but even it seemed to feel the threat in Fisher's hands in front of him. The white eyes on its head looked at it at the same time.
Fisher, intense pressure from the spiritual world was transmitted.
The terrifying coercion was accompanied by a curse, which could easily crush many creatures existing in the wind and snow here. Obviously, everyone else present could not carry the curse and fight for so long. Only Fisher was still standing upright.
Stand in front of it.
Fisher took a breath, resisting the itching and pain on his body, and pointed the elimination light in his hand at the curse that was rushing towards him.
"boom!"
A ray of light that was so black that it was impossible to see directly bloomed in Fisher's palm, and in an instant it spurted forward. The straight black light was like an "eraser of the world". It skimmed along the black light, and the air passed by it.
, wind, snow, curse, and clouds in the sky completely disappeared in an instant.
The sudden vacuum in that large amount of space produced a violent explosion. This was the first time Fisher had seen such a powerful [Eliminating Light]. The fierce pressure came in an instant, squeezing the whole world.
Once, a huge wind and snow as high as a mountain rolled up.
"Boom! Boom!"
This spectacular scenery spreads far away. To an outsider, it would be as scary as the arrival of the legendary frost phoenix. Countless employees of the Turan family who believed in the frost phoenix and were escaping heard the situation behind them and knelt down in bewilderment.
He stood there, staring blankly at the frost and snow slowly dispersing in the air and then slowly becoming quiet.
"Kami...is a god..."
But the only ones who witnessed everything at the scene were Fisher and Heldor, who was already unconscious behind him.
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...
The cursed cage in the middle of the ancestral hall suddenly opened at this moment. The huge noise coming from outside was obviously heard by Valentina inside. Her original calmness of planning everything disappeared without a trace, and she sat down quite irritably.
Rubbing the ring on her hand in a wheelchair.
After hearing the noise outside, she could no longer listen to the dissuasion of the people next to her, opened the curse cage, and came to the cold ancestral hall.
"Heldor!"
At this time, in the Moon Rabbit Ancestral Hall, under the gaze of the cold moonlight, the upper stones continued to fall due to the magic released by Fisher just now, turning the originally exquisitely crafted ancestral hall into a ruin. Valenti
Na called loudly to the wind and snow outside, but there was no response.
She pushed the rocker on her wheelchair regardless, and headed outside despite the dissuasion of Phyllis and Balzac behind her.
"Miss Valentina, the curse outside may still be there, it's best to stay in the cursed cage to ensure safety."
"Yes, boss, if something happens to you..."
"Shut up..."
Valentina slowly pushed her wheelchair to the outside of the ancestral hall. She saw that the tents and belongings originally set up by the Turan family members were all buried by the new snow. Only in the flying snow in the sky, Valentina smiled slightly.
He squinted his eyes and seemed to see a sitting figure in front of him.
She and her companions behind her got closer, and finally got a clear look. It was Fisher Benavidez who was wearing thin clothes. At this time, he only had the white shirt he came with. Quiet
He sat on the ground in the snow, silently turning his head to glance at the person coming behind him, without saying anything.
"Wait, you are here, the curse has been resolved? What about Heldor?"
Balzac spoke in disbelief. As soon as he asked the question, Phyllis next to him gave him a gentle kick to calm him down. Valentina in front sat motionless in a wheelchair, and Yin Luosi behind him did not move.
He lightly covered his mouth consciously.
Next to Fisher, I saw a mechanical body with its light completely dimmed lying on the snow. It was still covered with the heavy robe that Fisher originally wore. In the center of his open mechanical palm,
A copper necklace that had completely lost its magical light lay there quietly.
Balzac spoke in disbelief and found it difficult to accept what was happening.
Fisher glanced back at the person behind him, then silently stood up and walked towards Valentina, and said calmly to her,
"My condolences, Miss Valentina."
"..."
Valentina lowered her head and held the hem of her skirt with both hands. Her long white hair fell down, making her expression unclear.
The wind and snow in the north started again, and Fisher gradually disappeared behind him. Several subordinates behind Valentina also seemed a little at a loss. Even a single-minded lion like Phyllis felt a little bit confused.
unnatural.
She glanced at the lonely and thin back of Valentina sitting in front of her wheelchair, and could not say anything. It was not until Balzac patted her on the shoulder and gave her a look that she felt as if she had been amnesty.