The Primordial Wizard

The red-haired and freckled Varen, the freckles on his face were even more red, he seemed a little excited, took a deep breath and said:

"My feeling is similar to Arnold, but I have a lot of doubts. Why did we enter this place like a dream? Why can't we remember everything? Can this strange experience be copied? What can we wizards get from it? All this What is the truth behind it?"

Ace stared at the red-haired and freckled boy. His gray eyes were not so bright, but his ardent curiosity almost overflowed. This is a good fire, a good fuel!

Ace waved his hand to make the wizards and apprentices sit down, standing opposite them, spreading his hands, the black robe naturally hung down, the sun had already set, tonight is the new moon day, it is pitch black, only the sound of gurgling water and the crows in the night are accompanied .

He touched the magic model in the soul secret space with mental power, and the "controllable light ball" was aroused, and a little light appeared between Ace's hands, which slowly grew larger.

As he raised his hands to the sky, the glimmer quickly grew into a gentle ball of light the size of a person, exuding a cold light. Under the command of Ace, the cold light ball flew to the top of everyone suspended in the air, like Light up the surrounding environment like a bright moon.