Wizards of the North

It's not easy to face death, let alone being unprepared. Even though he was used to seeing death, Kano still felt a chill rushing from the soles of his feet to the top door. The pool was empty, and his complexion became extremely ugly. A gloomy breath radiated from the body, and the heavy and depressed atmosphere also covered the surroundings.

Kano stood blankly, his eyes still fixed there. The priests were frightened by his aura, one by one, holding their breath and following his gaze, looked towards the water, but the level of the pool was calm and clear.

No one knows what Kano discovered, but everyone knows that it will never be a good thing.

With a sigh, Kano's complexion recovered. He waved his hand to signal the crowd to disperse first, and then cast his eyes on the pool again. I asked silently again, "What will happen?"

The pool water had no response at this time, and Kano knew that the clue was broken. Unless he can reproduce everything just now, it will be difficult to get the answer.

He stood quietly by the pool, trying to recall every detail just now, but in the end he had no choice but to give up. Every sacrificial ritual, every person's decision, among those thoughts and thoughts, a road to death has been opened.

He tried to comfort himself: luck is not so bad, maybe he will get around in a casual turn.

But the foresight just now cannot be concealed, he must pass the news to other saints. Maybe it's time to hand over the keys to him.

He can no longer remember how he took the key back then. He only remembers the door, and only remembered the place that the predecessors called heaven after first seeing the door. If there is really heaven, then he will fall from heaven to **** soon.

But all this still needs to be judged. Many saints will decide his going or stay, grab pieces from the pool of foresight, evaluate him, and select new people who can inherit the key...

Everything behind can only be handed over to fate. If you are lucky and cannot find someone who can inherit, they will temporarily protect him until a new successor appears.

He can't give everything to fate. According to ancient legend, there are other ways of promotion, which can be bred from the wizard. It's just that this road involves many taboos, the secrets of which are only known by a few old guys who are still suffering.

Kanuo thought carefully, where did his last post go after handing over the keys?

Or you can go to the deserted continent to find the answer in person.

But this thought just emerged from his mind, and his corrupt and dry face also appeared. Kano suddenly fell into a dilemma. He was a superior and a bystander. He estimated the life or death, gains and losses of too many people, but now he has to experience it all.

It's just that most of the people in those things don't know the real situation. They enjoy the feeling of being valued in ignorance. But he has to endure torment while awake.

A few days later, Kano welcomed a guest in the sacred mountain of the dragon.

The scenery in the sacred mountain remains, and the lush ancient trees still cover the sky. Several magnificent halls are scattered scattered among them, either showing a corner or showing the roof ridge.

On the top of the mountain, several huge towers appear heavy and vicissitudes in the baptism of years. Some thick vines wrapped tightly around the tower, becoming a part of it during the countless rising and falling of the sun.

A few young dragons were naughtyly staggering up along these vines, and then in a not very high position, fluttering with their weak wings and leaping down. A lush and thick grassland under the tower, with its natural softness and fragrance, gently catches these cute little guys again and again.

Kano took a deep breath, and the original magic power gradually left him since handing over the key. In the loss, he found that he was useless, and his strength was not as strong as he thought.

From the moment he handed over the keys, he suddenly understood many things. The same saints, the real old monsters who have survived to this day have remained unmoved. And these newcomers are just carriers, vessels, a group of seemingly glorious puppets. Those powers are nothing but glimpses of light, and he has never really possessed them.

Some questions were difficult to get answers from the clan population, so he decided to ask the dragon for advice. But when he fell, he suddenly realized that his current identity was a bit embarrassing.

Fortunately, the dragon did not let the embarrassment last too long. A whisper in the ear brought the dragon's greeting: "What is bothering you? My old friend."

Kano sighed, "Now I have lost my strength and can no longer be called a saint."

"You have entered there, touched the gate of heaven, then you are the saint. If you remember that feeling and can hear the call there, then you should not doubt your identity."

Kano frowned. "Nita, you don't seem to be surprised by my arrival."

"I foresee this moment, foreseeing death will send you to my side."

"Am I really going to die?"

A teasing answer, "Yes! Everyone will."

Kano couldn't help but laugh, "You know what I'm asking, and I'm in a bad situation, so I really need some guidance."

The dragon Nita sighed slightly, "Every once in a while, someone will come to ask me similar questions. With suspicion, dissatisfaction, and the suddenness of seeing the truth of the matter. But I want to confirm it again before answering. , You really see the truth of the matter and want to know the truest answer?"

Seeing Kano nodded affirmatively, Nita said again: "Those old guys are really for your own good. There are certain things that only you can make up your mind before you can take that step. No one can help you at this step. , Or what can be done for you has been done.

Your desire for them must overcome the fear of death, and then comply with the call. But under the protection of those old guys, you went so well, and you have gradually lost your courage.

There is no secret. At this stage, he can only rely on his courage to face life and death.

In saying these words, I foresee your death. Because you will definitely make a choice when you suddenly realize it, even if I warn you—you will definitely die.

Everyone who accepts my guidance will eventually die, even if someone initially followed my advice. But after a period of time, I couldn't resist the attraction there. "

Kanuo was stunned, and his anger rose up, "Why are you telling me? Say nothing, isn't it good?"

The dragon Nita let out a burst of laughter, and the laughter echoed in the gorge of the holy mountain, full of deep sarcasm. "I am a dragon, not an old fellow in your clan who loves the younger generation. They can silently bear your resentment and silently endure the following whispers, but why should I bear these?

You come to seek guidance, and if I ignore it, I will only get unnecessary resentment. But now, I have given the most true answer without any deception. Then, it's time for you to regret. "