The huge golden eagle flew down, stepped on the top of an orange tree, pointed its sharp beak at the black-robed wizard, "The wizards from the Federation took her away, along with Ariel. This is also what you expected"
Among them?"
Femir looked at the scenery to the south. This place is at the edge of the forest, with hills and grasslands extending endlessly outwards, meeting the sky at the end of the line of sight, and there is no one on it. The sun is soft and warm, and there are only a few thin clouds in the sky.
But he couldn't see the Beron Kingdom south of the grassland, let alone the location of September.
He slowly withdrew his gaze and looked at the "God of the World" named Cangyun.
"Maybe... I'm not sure." Fimmel said softly, "They are still alive. Thank you Ada."
"You've got a troublesome opponent." Cangyun shook his head from side to side, "You have some abilities, but you're too young. Among the wizards I saw, there were quite a few who were better than you." He flapped his wings and continued.
Shaking his head, "God knows why Yue Yue trusts you. I have seen too many self-righteous and short-lived "geniuses" like you."
"She understands what I want to do and understands my expectations." Fimmel clenched his fists, "I will win and then bring her back."
"I'm not so sure." Cangyun raised his head and let out a sharp chirp, "You claimed that you could change the world, but I only saw failure. You killed Bai Li, lost several dragons, and now you have lost
September. As for what you did during this period, it was just destruction." The golden eagle turned away, "It is stupid to make the same mistake again and again. In fact, many people are preparing to conduct a trial for you, and you will be
You are responsible for your own mistakes.”
That is also expected. There are many "living gods" who oppose his conquest of the world, including September's 'mother' Hisa, and the eldest Harun. Now is an opportunity——
"It doesn't matter, let me convince them." Fimir replied, "Whether they support or oppose me, help me gather them together, the sooner the better."
Cangyun stared at his face, his gaze as sharp as a sword, while the black-robed wizard looked at him without flinching. He was not lying.
"I hope so." The golden eagle glanced at Fimmel, took a few steps, spread its wings and flew straight into the sky, "Five days later, in the center of the forest. You'd better not let me down again."
The golden eagle quickly disappeared from the sky. The black-robed wizard turned around, watched it go away, and then took steps again.
Feimir walked through the silent village, pushed open the ajar wooden door, and stepped into his laboratory and daily residence. He raised his fingertips, filled the wooden house with soft light, then walked to the center of the house and gently touched
With a body as huge as a hill.
It lay quietly on its stomach, with its eyes closed, and its forelimbs resting on its head, as if it was asleep. Although it had long since lost its breath of life, the white bear's fur was still smooth and supple, and there was no trace of decay on its body, and even the hand still felt warm.
If it hadn't been for a crack running through it lengthwise and dividing it into two halves, no one would have dared to believe that it was a corpse.
"It's beautiful, isn't it?" Fimmel Stark whispered to himself, "The power and power of gods are the greatest miracle in the world... and the source of miracles."
Not long ago, he tried to modify this laboratory - to be precise, he modified its entrance and created an independent demiplane with dozens of times the original space. Generally speaking, only
Only the best among high-level wizards can do this, but that is far from enough to satisfy Fimir. The real vision he wants to achieve requires a thousand times more strength and knowledge, if not more.
He has no fear of failure. He is convinced that he has superhuman talent, and getting the oil lamp that can 'fulfill wishes' proves that fate is favoring him. The death of his parents...maybe to let him embark on this path.
, and deliberately set up training. Yes, this does sound a bit idealistic, but even if it is so determined, what's the big deal?
He looked at the oil lamp. It was as black as ink, smooth and spotless. The light seemed to be sucked into it, making its surroundings slightly gloomy. Countless gray and white patterns loomed on the body of the lamp. They were words from the previous era, and he could not know the specific meaning.
I don't have much interest in interpretation. Thanks to the dragons, compared to the time I saw it in September, it is filled with a lot more energy... nearly one-fifth.
Fimir knew that as long as he picked it up and made a wish, he could easily destroy the Federation and get September back. But that meant that he needed to pay a certain price again, and the real goal would become far away.
"That won't work." The black-robed wizard whispered, slowly looking away from the oil lamp. "The time has not come yet, and... there is no need." He walked to the other end of the room, staring at a tower about two meters high and with a diameter of
A half-meter-long cylindrical instrument filled with green liquid.
"As long as you convince those stubborn 'old' guys, the wizards of the Federation have nothing to fear-"
There was a blood-colored ball floating in the instrument, only half the size of a palm, emitting dim fluorescent light and seemingly inconspicuous. Fimmel walked to the experimental table, picked up a frog from the small iron cage, and threw it into the instrument
The pipe on the side. He knocked on the panel a few times and watched it slide into the inside of the instrument, struggling in panic in the liquid.
The red ball slowly swam over and took the little creature into its body. The black-robed wizard watched this scene carefully and obsessively until the frog completely melted into the ball, leaving no trace. The ball swayed gently, making it impossible to see
If there was any change, Fimir smiled.
"It's all up to you, September."
…
The black pine tree, which is more than hundreds of feet high, sways its branches, silently watching each "junior" coming from all directions. They soar from the sky, run across the snowfield, and even travel through space in unknown ways, gathering in Lu
The center of Glen Forest - also where Harlan lives.
Accompanied by Cangyun, the black-robed wizard walked slowly and stood at the foot of the black pine. He raised his head, pursed his lips, and stared at the tree crown that blocked the sky and the sun. The black pine Harun said nothing, and the tough branches
It curved slightly downward, faintly enveloping him.
Harlan does not like excitement. The majesty of being the 'eldest son of Edda' also makes most of the residents in the forest stay away out of awe. But it is different from what September told him about the situation after moving to the Impasse Mountains. At this time, Harlan
Lun Shang was unable to restrain the actions of his clan members. He had previously avoided this black pine tree, and only attracted those 'demigods' he was familiar with in September, or who had desires for the outside world, as partners——
This time he no longer escapes. For the sake of September and for his ideal.
More people came after him. Ingrid, who was wearing a long emerald dress, Hasa, who was covered in scales, Albert, who was pale, and Bernstein, who looked like a python, stood behind Fimmel; September
His 'mother' Shisa, Baili's brother Baihe, Kaya wrapped in a feather windbreaker and Celine with long blond hair, etc., gathered around Heisong, forming two distinct parties.
A few of Ada's children did not join any party. Ryan, who was seriously injured, was standing quietly at the edge of the clearing with his cloak on his face, looking completely different from the past; the two dragons living in the forest, Jadeite and Dekdu
La also followed, probably intending to watch the excitement.
Fimir heard the comments coming from the other side, most of which were suspicions or accusations against him, but he didn't care at all. He slowly looked around until he was sure that most of the "lived gods" had arrived, and then he went to
Harun took three steps and put his right hand on his chest.
"The follower of the "Lord of Heaven", Fimmel Stark, is here as promised."
"Will you admit your guilt or accept the punishment?" Black Pine's voice came from all directions, booming in his ears, "The Federation does not like war. If you accept your crime and die, they will definitely return peace."
"That's what a coward did." He stared at Heisong without blinking, "You are a coward, but I am not, and neither is September." He paused for a moment, "I need your strength-" The discussion suddenly started
A little louder, he immediately raised his voice to overpower it, "Rescue September from the Federation and win this war."
The black pine whizzed at him with several branches, but the green vines broke out from the bottom of his feet, forming a solid armor and barrier that bounced back every swing. Then came Ingrid's voice, low and slightly hoarse,
It seems to soothe people's hearts.
"This is not a battlefield, Harlan. Listen to what he has to say."
The black pine silently retracted its branches. The young man wearing a long black trench coat walked forward, tilted his face, and stared at Fimir coldly.
"If it weren't for your stupid idea, there would be no way September would have fallen into their hands." Kaya raised her chin, "How do you plan to save her? Let us go to war with those wizards, and both sides will die a lot?
"
"It is my mission to rescue her." Fimmel said firmly, "You will not lose any of you."
"The Federation is no weakling." Kaya sneered, "It's just you?"
The black-robed wizard opened his hood. His face returned to ruddy color, and his eyes were no longer empty. The soul that had been sealed outside the body had returned to his body. He raised his hand and looked at his long and smooth fingers.
tip.
"Just add a little hair, nails or flesh from each of you."
Kaya's eyes were full of doubt. "What are you planning on?"
"It would be a good thing if your brain is as fast as your mouth." Fimir responded, "As a child of Ada, you should know something about the nature of the "soul battlefield," right?"
Obviously this was not the case. Kaya closed her mouth and turned her head to look at Black Pine, but Harlan remained silent. The young man seemed bored and stuck out his tongue at the black-robed wizard before returning to Celine.
The person who answered was Marlo, a three-meter-tall white deer with sharp and beautiful horns. It is said that he is about the same age as Harlan. "The protection mechanism of the divine network. Those who steal the power of gods without permission,
The soul will be sent to the kingdom of God to be judged by the "Lord of Heaven"." She raised her head from the other end of the open space and cast her eyes on the black-robed wizard, "But you got yourself involved."
"This is the only way to go to the Kingdom of God. Now that Ada's power has lost its owner, if it can be recognized by the network, it can be temporarily controlled. As for the means I will take -"
The black-robed wizard raised his arm and drew a golden ring about a foot in diameter in the air. It expanded rapidly until it formed a huge disk several meters high - a door connecting two planes. Fimir took out another fresh piece
The flesh and blood - full of life, as if still alive - dropped it in front of the disc. A few seconds later, the bloody sphere, which was as tall as a person, slowly rolled through the door, ran over the pieces of flesh under its feet, and then stayed quietly.
There.
All eyes immediately focused on it, and many people even fell into a brief trance. Kaya opened her mouth in disbelief, Celine prayed softly, Hisa's face was as deep as water, Hasa whistled, and Ingrid whispered.
Praise.
"This is the first time I have seen such a pure life...except for my father. What is it?" Ingrid asked.
"The true essence of September." In the past few days, she devoured Bai Li's entire body and grew to what she is now. "Absorb all matter and integrate the information into herself. There is no doubt that Alex.
Ada succeeded - the daughter he finally created is an almost perfect existence in terms of individual life."
"If she is fully cultivated, given time, she will become the next Edda." Femir showed a satisfied smile, "Even the things in front of me, as long as sufficient information from the "Lord of Heaven" is obtained, it will be enough to borrow the Edda
The power of.”
"This is what I rely on." Fimir raised his head, looked at Harun, and then turned back to look at the "lived gods" who followed him. "With 'her' help, I will never fail."
Celine stared at the ball intently, "But it has no soul -"
"I will become its soul." It was extremely dangerous and nearly escaped death, but... it was worth the money. "This is my responsibility."
He didn't lie, but no one answered. As expected, the real battle has just begun.
"Interesting little guy." Nearly a minute later, Ingrid's deep and elegant voice came, "Your purpose is not just that simple. Do you want to be a 'father'?"
"That's not the case, madam." Fimmel turned around and shook his head slowly. To create a new world, the power of a 'god envoy' is far from enough. "But for my ideals and my promise to Cole
, I have to get to know Ada. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."
"I like you like this. I hope I can see that day." Ingrid smiled, raised a hand to pull off a piece of skirt, and sent it into the sphere not far away. The green light flowed on the sphere, like water waves.
surface.
"For a mortal, my father's power is too great." Albert's voice was as cold as his face, without any emotion. "How are you going to use it?"
"Those wizards who dare to attack her will all pay the price." Fimir said without hesitation, "Only in this way can I ensure her safety."
"That's it?"
"That's all." At least for now.
"You'd better keep your promise." Albert walked towards September, cut his wrist, and let a few drops of blood fall into it. It slowly flickered on and off, like breathing and heartbeat.
They made a start. They had gone on an expedition with Fimir and Yue Yue. Several 'demigods' who agreed with their ideas stepped forward and contributed their own "life information". That was not enough. He needed everything.
Human power, Feimier thought, is enough once.
Jadeite flapped its wings, slowly landed on the side of the open space, straightened out its chest, and stared at everyone from a height of several meters.
"A bunch of indecisive idiots. They have great power, but they don't know how to use it." The green dragon sneered. In terms of strength here, this green dragon probably ranks outside the thirtyth place. However, no one wants to start a war now.
, "Do you think the Federation is willing to give up? Wizards are smart people, and they are by no means cowards. If they get the power of Edda, think about what will happen?"
He lowered his head, took a piece of dragon scale from his side, and threw it into the ball. "That guy is not that good, but at least he has a goal. Unlike you."
The green dragon persuaded others, but as an outsider, it was far from enough to make the final decision. The black-robed wizard walked up to Xisa and stared into the white wolf's eyes.
"It was my mistake to put September in danger. I'm sorry." He bowed slowly, "Please help me, Sir Hisa."
September's 'mother' looked at him with black pupils, with compassion in her eyes, and she seemed to understand. "Tell me," she said, "Who is she in your heart?"
"I once thought she was worth using," Fimmel admitted, "but I was wrong. Now for me, she is the most important partner."
"Promise me you will treat her well."
He couldn't lie. "I am willing to try all means to witness our future with her. Even if she dies unfortunately, I am willing to go to hell to find her soul." The black-robed wizard lowered his head and closed his eyes, "But that
Impossible. She doesn’t belong to this world.”
There were low-pitched discussions all around, but Fimir didn't listen at all. The time was approaching, and no one could leave September alone, not even the "Angels". He was an idealist, but he had to face reality.
"Yes, she told me that." Hisa whispered slowly, "September also said that in her history...she did not come back here, and you destroyed the entire forest and killed me at the same time.
"
This is a fact that he cannot refute. If he were in another place, he would probably do the same thing. "Someone has to sacrifice." It was Hisa then, but now...she can understand me, Femir's heart
I think, definitely. "I will remember her until...the end of my life."
'Mother' stared at him for a long time.
The black-robed wizard tightened his body slightly. He knew that his answer was not perfect, and no matter whether the other party refused or even launched an attack, he had prepared words or means to deal with it. But in the end, Xisa turned sideways, raised his front paws, and lightly
Pat it on the roots of the black pine.
"Let him do it, Harlan."
The branches of the black pine trembled slightly, "Do you trust him?"
"Jiu chose him, I trust September." Hisa sighed, "Femir, you should understand that this world may belong to her, not to us."
He understood that if the "Realm of Mirrors" created this "history" because of the wishes of some people, maybe when they leave, the world itself will no longer exist——
"I don't care." He said, "Even if this is a dream, we are still real."
With the acquiescence of Shisa and Harun, everyone sacrificed their lives one after another, and September took them all. When it was all over, its diameter had nearly doubled, and its strength was beyond measure. It was gentle.
The ground was spinning, and strange sounds were lingering in the forest, as if calling someone.
Fimir threw down his robe, looked directly at it, and walked into it without hesitation.