Just when the trolls were delighted to have obtained blood containing space-based magic power, a god of death suddenly appeared in the city of Newk, thousands of miles away.
This man is none other than the Troll Commander, the leader of the three seven-ringed trolls, Asquith who carries the gut-breaking hammer on his shoulders.
One blow shattered the half-meter-thick city gate. After hammering the Iron Tree Knight Christo into a bloody man, he personally destroyed the troll shop located in the central area of the city.
As for the corpse of the troll youth, he had already thrown it into the sea of rocks. This does not mean cruelty, the king's order is the will of a warrior.
Turning around and leaving, Asquith had no interest in fighting against strong human beings. This was not because he was timid, nor was he contemptuous. The task was to kill the insider. Since the task was completed, there was no need to add any extra details.
As for the lord of Newk City, Christo, he quickly recovered his consciousness after taking a few elven secret medicines. He stopped his cronies from going to the Glimmer Forest, and instead chose to inform the High Court of the matter.<
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Although people were full of curiosity about this, their enthusiasm only lasted for half an afternoon. It was like a wild dog pooping under their feet. They were not surprised and took it for granted.
Merchants continue to do their business, the poor continue to worry about dinner, countless mercenaries still come and go in Newk City, and the Golden Halberd Plain has never stopped being noisy.
In a remote forest, Rikka was following Boom like a warden, while Boom was standing outside the Wonderful House, greedily breathing in the fresh air.
"I'm really fine. It's weird that you always follow me like this." Boom turned to look at Rikka and said with a wry smile. After he recovered, the other person turned into a follower.
"Brother, I feel that you have just recovered from a serious illness, but you still need someone to take care of you. Are you thirsty? Are you hungry? Are you sleepy?" Rikka shook Boom's arm and asked with a smile.
"We are having barbecue today. Is there any meat in the dimension?" Boom reached out and unbuttoned the leather buckle on Liuhua's waist, and then pulled out a meteorite sword.
"Brother! This thing is very sharp, why don't you go and lie down." Rikka saw Boom walking towards the forest, knowing that he planned to chop wood himself.
Half an hour later, Rikka was sitting on the wooden stake, stirring the seasonings, while Boom kept holding back branches one after another. Rikka stared at Boom like an idiot, her eyes full of contempt.
Boom was seen holding the meteorite sword tightly in both hands, raising it high above his head, and then swung it down quickly. But as we all know, magicians are a very weak group, even smaller than many ordinary people.
The sharp meteorite sword sank into the tree trunk, but what happened next made Rikka fall to the ground laughing. She even accidentally kicked and spilled the ale pot.
"Uh...can you help me get it out?" Boom said a little embarrassed.
"Hey, brother is not a magician, just burn it with fire." Rikka stood up and walked to the other party, raised her hand and pulled out the meteorite sword.
The bonfire was lit in the woods, and Boom sat cross-legged on the ground, constantly turning the iron sticks. The meat juice dripped one after another, and some white smoke appeared instantly.
Rikka sat aside obediently, sometimes filling the wine glass, sometimes adding firewood. But most of the grilled meat skewers went into her mouth.
Rikka's thoughts are very simple, at least not as complicated as Boom's. In her eyes, as long as her brother and she are fine, that is the happiest day.
As for strength and the future, it has nothing to do with it. She only has Boom in her eyes, or to be able to always follow him is her wish.
As night fell, Boom and Rikka were nesting in the Wonderful House, chatting with each other. Boom rarely told stories, the history and interesting facts about the ancient continent.
The time flew by and it was almost midnight. Rikka wanted to get up and light the stove, but was held back by Boom next to her. He popped up a mini fireball and lit the charcoal easily.
Rikka looked at the other party curiously, because in her memory, Boom rarely paid attention to such trivial matters, at least he would not light the fire with his own hands.
"Brother, are you really okay? Why do I feel you are so weird?" Rikka tilted her little head and asked with a look of disbelief.
"I can't always let you do these things. You are my sister, not my servant." Boom replied softly, with a trace of apology in his heart for no reason.
"Oh? Then let me sing a song for you. I haven't heard it yet." Rikka said while looking through Boom's books.
"No!" Boom grabbed the dinner plate and stuffed the last piece of sugar cake into his mouth. Seeing this, Rikka screamed and almost turned his hands into short blades.
The stars were shining brightly, nightshades were swaying. The orange-red fire continued to radiate warmth. Boom and Rikka huddled in the bear skin. Boom stared blankly at the tent roof, while Rikka beside him leaned on his arm.<
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"This feeling is really good. Maybe this is what suits me best." A smile appeared at the corner of Boom's mouth, and then he closed his eyes.
Change is a good thing. No matter how correct you think it is before, it is just a wrong path. People must first learn to face themselves, because only in this way can they face the whole world.
Although Boom is very young, the things he has experienced are more exciting than many people. Just like he became a space magician in a daze, just like he escaped from the dark prison alive, just like he had his own family.
Ignoring it once can be forgiven, ignoring it a second time is called naive, but making a mistake the third time becomes an unforgivable bad behavior.
The first time he discarded Rikka on the black market and sold it to Greybeard. The second time he let Rikka live alone in the garbage dump, lonely.
But this time it was even more outrageous. Not only did he cause a scene, but he also fell into a state of near-death. If Rikka hadn't forced the old troll to perform the blood-piercing technique, he must have turned into a corpse.
There is a place in everyone's heart. Only you know that place and only you can find it. Rikka only has Boom in her eyes, but Boom's eyes are confused.
But when the two hugged each other tightly, Boom suddenly realized that what he wanted was not power, let alone those unknown journeys.
As an orphan, he always wanted to have a family, or a companion. The so-called protection means never leaving and being honest with each other.
That night, Boom's understanding of magic changed. This change was overwhelming and subverted everything. He no longer felt that magic was a mysterious and supreme thing, let alone its submissive slave.
Fireballs can pierce the enemy's armor, but they can also make fire for cooking; wind blades can cut off the heads of beasts, but they can also dry their clothes; water bombs can cool the enemy's blood, but they can also freeze fruits; earth thorns can pierce the smallest pieces.
A strong tower shield can also build a shelter from the wind.
Magic can't only be used for killing. Perhaps by integrating it into life, you can gain what you want most. At night, Boom quietly threw the document from the Secret Magic Guild into the fire, announcing his transformation.<
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"Magic can allow Rikkakai and I to live happily for the rest of our lives. This is the original intention of my efforts." The black wooden staff floated in the air again, emitting an unprecedented light.