White snowflakes fell from the sky, covering the mountains with a shining coat. Crowds gathered here to hold a grand ceremony.
Those who come are all dressed in white robes, with solemn faces, and even when they are talking, they often don't smile.
In the center of the crowd, stood a blue and large ice crystal stone platform. The surface of the stone platform was covered with a layer of pure white silk, with some raised marks underneath, and colorful flowers clustered around the edge.
The cold temperature freezes the delicate flowers hard, and the condensation of water causes the flowers to lose their former vitality. If you break them with force, the petals will only be broken.
In front of the stone platform, there are fine wines in precious vessels, as well as whole lambs that have been slaughtered and cooked. The skin of the lambs has been smoked to a golden color and is constantly steaming, without being affected by the cold temperature at all.
Leading among these people are several elderly white-robed humans. They are standing near the stone platform. Although they have not spoken, their presence has become the focus of other people's attention.
"My child..." one of the human women said softly, her skin was dark and her face was full of wrinkles: "Don't be afraid, the darkness is only temporary. With glory and praise, you will return to me." She gently placed her hands on the stone platform, with infinite tolerance in her eyes.
"The time has come. The representatives from the college have arrived. We can start the next step." Behind her, an old man in a white formal suit said slowly.
Seeing this, a man who looked obviously younger hurriedly stepped forward. After a slight cough, his voice immediately sounded throughout the entire venue:
"Thank you for coming. Whether you are a magician from a magic academy or a magic guild, your willingness to come here has already stated your attitude. As a magician, you should have such a spirit."
"Under the joint witness of the great sage Cedros, the academy representative Eric, and the leader Eskel, the orthodox magic guild will unite with the magic academy to fight against the heretics who have abandoned the god of wizards."
"At the same time, leader Eskel will show us the taboo fifth-level magic. I believe everyone will gain something from it. This is a moment worthy of being recorded in history, and we will witness the miracle together."
The man used his words to attract the attention of others, and they all looked at an old man with gray hair in front of the stone platform.
The old man in front of the stone platform turned around and stared at the man who was speaking. The man suddenly realized that he had just said the wrong thing.
"Dissatisfaction is the root of the wizard's exploration of magic. Have you ever thought about why we can't summon thunder and lightning? Why we can't walk on water? Why do we die?"
"With the help of the power of magic, we can fill the dissatisfaction in our hearts and completely change everything. We can call the wind and rain, soar in the sky, and resurrect the dead. How can all of this be summed up in a miracle?"
"There are never any miracles." The old man angrily yelled, "There are only mages' constant exploration and hard study."
Seeing that the old man was angry, the human man hurriedly leaned over and said: "Leader Eschar, I realize my mistake, and I am deeply sorry for it."
After accepting the man's apology, the old man turned around and looked at the ice crystal platform in front of him.
"Not long ago, we suffered a major loss. A young legendary hero died on his journey. I believe you have also heard about this."
"How regrettable that the hero who should have shone like a star and led the entire Brakada forward died in obscurity. Fortunately, I will not allow such a thing to happen."
As he spoke, a strong light bloomed from the old man's fingertips, and rich magical elements moved with it.
The ground trembled, and the snow in the mountains scattered. The people around him tried their best to stabilize themselves, and the stone platform in front of the old man emitted a bright blue light from within, and even the sky was eclipsed.
An unknown change is taking place with the spell cast by the old man.
Around the stone platform, the flowers that were originally frozen shed the frost on their bodies at this moment, and bloomed one after another, with majestic vitality emerging, looking delicate and beautiful.
Everyone else in the field stared at the stone platform intently. Even if their eyes were stung by the light and tears fell from them, they were unwilling to look away even for a moment. They wanted to record this event in history.
One scene, completely visible.
After a long time, the fluctuations in mana gradually subsided, and all the abnormalities that had originally occurred returned to calm.
"Ahem..." A cough suddenly came from the stone platform, and the silk covering it was lifted by a hand, revealing the black figure below.
Looking at the humans who had lifted the silk, several people around the stone platform showed expressions of relief, while the surrounding mages looked respectful, with some disbelief remaining in their eyes.
Feeling the surrounding temperature, the human on the stone platform shivered. He subconsciously touched his neck, and then was enveloped by the spell, and his body became warmer.
Looking around, his eyes finally stopped on a dark-skinned woman.
"Mother..." He murmured, but before he could say anything, his words were interrupted by the old man.
"You must be very hungry. I have seen many people wake up from the darkness. The one thing they have in common is that they are very hungry. This is specially prepared for you."
As he said that, the old man handed the roast lamb prepared in front of the stone platform, along with the wine, to the man in front of him.
"Thank you." Just as the old man said, the man in front of him was indeed hungry. He took the food from the old man and sat on the stone platform to eat.
"My child, tell me what you encountered? The injuries on your body don't look like those left by a dragon." The dark-skinned woman asked slowly.
"Nothing..." After swallowing the piece of meat in his mouth, the man wiped his mouth with the silk around him and said in a deep voice: "I met a necromancer. His ability is very special. He may have died in the battle.
, maybe not. I have a hunch that we will meet again."
"Do you know his name?"
"I know, his name is Rod." The man looked at his mother and said.
Next to the man, the old man in white formal clothes looked startled, as if he had remembered something, and not far from the stone platform, another person who heard them talking did the same.
"Els, what's wrong with you?" The companion next to this person was a little strange.
"Nothing." The man named Els simply replied, with a trace of disbelief still remaining in his eyes.