The Primordial Wizard

Ace helped Arnold up, sat down the walnut armchair in his living room, and said to Arnold:

"I believe in you, I have always believed in your inner kindness and determination to guard. Regarding Ancestral, I also have something to tell you. Ancestral should be dead, but because of the shackles of the black mud, he is already unique. His heart seems to have changed!

　　 He is in a weird state of immortality, and my dream spell may allow us to meet Ancestral's soul again. "

　　 Arnold’s calm mood just agitated immediately, he stood up abruptly, and asked in disbelief: "Really?"

　　 Seeing Ace nodding his head, Arnold hesitated. He said to Ace, "Master Ace, I am like this, completely betrayed the virtue of Uncle Melancholy, he might be disappointed."

Ace understands Arnold’s thoughts. It is precisely because of his approval that he is afraid of disappointment. He whispered, “Don’t you want to see Ansesta again? When a child grows up, he always has his own ideas. Tell him his thoughts to know if he will recognize you."

　　 Arnold’s dark red eyes were intertwined with longing, guilt and determination. He raised his head to face Ace: "Master Ace, I want to see Uncle Melancholy."

　　 Ace nodded with some relief, and led Arnold to the place where the ice coffin was stored. Arnold looked at the two ice coffins, staring at Ancestral and Ollie in them, his dark red eyes were a little moist.

　　 The fog of golden dreams diffused from Ace's mental world, gradually covering the ice coffins of Ace, Arnold and Ancestral, and the invisible magic rhythm began to play.

　　 Ace said softly to Arnold: "Don't resist, relax your mind, contract your heart back to your heart, and follow my lead."

　　 Dreamland mist gradually poured into Arnold's body, resonating with his soul, Arnold yawned and fell asleep deeply.

　　 In the ice coffin, Ancestral's fingers, which were covered in black mud, seemed to move slightly.

　　 After confirming that both sides are ready, Ace closed his eyes and pulled their consciousness into the mental dream world.

　　 Arno felt a burst of dazzling colors, as if he had crossed the barriers, as if he had entered the "Gensokyo" of the magic network, he fell from the sun.

　　 A cloud gently caught him. He stepped on the cloud and looked at everything around him in surprise.

　　 A clear sky, a shining sun, clouds slowly approaching the earth, lush forests, crystal clear rivers, and there seems to be a smoky smoke in the distance.

　　 The bird was singing softly, the squirrel was gnawing the fruit, Arnold took a breath of fresh air, jumped off the clouds, and stepped on the soft soil.

　　 "Is the natural environment very refreshing?"

Ace Wenrun's voice suddenly sounded behind Arnold. He looked back and found that it was Ace. He was wearing a white citizen robe and bare feet, just like an ordinary Medemus city-state citizen, leaning comfortably. A big rock sat down.

　　 Arnold looked around, didn't see Ancestral, couldn't help but worry. When he was about to ask Ace, he suddenly heard a rush in the jungle.

　　 An old armor, riding an old horse, it is Ancestral.

He took off his helmet, revealing his brilliant long blond hair and a melancholy handsome face. He looked at Ace and Arnold with a bit of surprise and a bitter smile, and said in a low voice: "Could the tower have already perished and we are all dead? Here? Is it the Styx? The scenery is pretty good."

　　 Two lines of tears flowed from Arno's dark red eyes, and he buzzed, "Uncle Melancholy!"

　　 Ancestral walked slowly to Arnold, frowning and asked, "Have you been eroded by the abyss? Why is the breath a bit like the abyss?"

　　 Then he frowned and continued: "We are all dead, so ask what these do."

　　 Ace lying on his side on the big rock said softly: "In fact, Arnold and I are both alive, and you are in a state of immortality."

　　 Ace stood up slowly, approached Ancestral, gave him a hug, and said to him: "Thanks to your stubborn resistance, Arnold and I defeated Alex."

Ancestral was overjoyed when he heard the words, and then suddenly realized: "This is Master Ace’s magic that allows us to meet? But I am obviously dead, why don’t you live or die? People live or die, how can they not live or die? ?"

　　 Ashe smiled gently, and said jokingly: "You are very skeptical. I suddenly felt that it might be wrong for you to take the road of knights. If you take the road of wizards, you may be able to achieve greater success."

Then he looked straight and said to Ancestral: "Your state is very rare, you should have died, but for various reasons, your heart hasn't stopped beating, your soul is about to die, and you are frozen again. Formed this kind of dying state."

　　 Ancestral asked: "Then is it possible for me to live?"

　　Ano also looked at Ace with expectation. Ace shook his head and said softly: "Impossible, your soul has collapsed uncontrollably. Without the black mud and ice coffin, your soul has now died.

　　 Your heart will slowly stop beating after the soul collapses, but there is still a way for your existence to continue, I don’t know if you want to. "

　　 Ancestral was a little disappointed. He asked curiously: "Could it be the way of the Lich Witt? Transformed into an undead lich?"

　　 Ace solemnly corrected: "It's not a lich~www.novelmtl.com~ but an undead knight!"

　　 Ancestral smiled somewhat relievedly, as bright as the morning sun of spring.

　　 "Please forgive me for refusal, Master Ace. If I can come back from the dead, even I will not be hypocritical. If it is strange immortality, I would rather die."

　　 Ace was a little disappointed, but he decided to respect Ancestral's thoughts, and said with a gentle smile: "I understand, Arnold has something to say to you. After speaking, I will give you relief."

Ancestral turned his head to look at Arnold in armor, but watched his armor gradually dissipate, and a rich, repressive abomination coerced upon his face, even in the dream world of Ace’s mental image, it rolled up the stormy sea. Like a shock.

　　The forest withered, the river became filthy in an instant, and the earth became dry and cracked. Arnold stared at Ancestral with dark red eyes, and black tears slowly flowed out.

With the release of coercion, his attitude became cold and his spirit became unstable, as if he would lose control at any time. Just now, Arnold seemed to have changed his person and said in an indifferent tone: "Master, this is my choice. ."

　　 Ancestral's expression was extremely shocked and angry, and his compassion was aroused, and he slammed his fist heavily on Arnold's face. Arnold's head was tilted, but there was no harm.

　　 "How dare you look straight into the abyss, you turned your back on our virtue creed!"

　　 Ancestral is like a lioness whose cubs have been injured, like crazy.