Create myths from pirates

Chapter 129 Wolf God
The school bell rang.

Big Big Wolf took Lin Fan home.

"Take my hand."

Big Big Wolf opened his mouth, and Lin Fan obediently put his hand on it.

Big Big Wolf was in front, Lin Fan was behind, and the two walked like this.

The sun was shining brightly, and the figure walking in front of Lin Fan suddenly had a vague outline in his eyes, like a wolf standing upright.

He rubbed his eyes with one hand, and the blurry outline disappeared again.

But within two steps, that vague outline appeared again, Lin Fan rubbed his eyes again, and in an instant, the scene changed, and they had already reached the door of the house.

"Here we are, Lin Fan, let's go in."

Big Big Wolf opened his mouth and pushed the door open, as if there was no lock.

Lin Fan followed him into the house together, and saw his father lying on the bed coughing violently.

"Dad, are you alright?"

Lin Fan hurried forward, poured a glass of water, and fed it to his father.

"I'm fine, Xiaofan, don't worry."

Lin Fan's father took a sip of water, and it took him a while to recover, and he spoke to Lin Fan.

"Dad, I brought my uncle to see you."

Lin Fan opened his mouth, and only then did Father Lin see a person standing beside him, who he knew very well.

"Don't talk, I brought you medicine."

"Eat it and you'll be fine."

Big Big Wolf opened his mouth, handed him a bottle of mineral water, and drank a few pills.

Father Lin felt weird, but his mind was a little fuzzy, so he took the water directly and swallowed the pills.

At this time, he suddenly thought of something.

"Fanfan, your uncle, didn't he..."

Father Lin looked at Hui Tailang, and saw a soft light emitting from his whole body, and a vague silhouette appeared behind him.

"Fanfan, let me tell your father something."

"Can you go out for a while?"

Big Big Wolf spoke to Lin Fan.

Lin Fan obediently responded, and then walked out.

"You, who are you?"

Father Lin was a little nervous, thinking that he had encountered something dirty.

Big Big Wolf looked at him, didn't care, and directly manifested his real body, and said.

"Hello, Lin Fan's father, I am the Wolf God."

"here is…………"

Outside the door, Lin Fan honestly hid aside, and did not peek or eavesdrop on the conversation between his uncle and his father.

But he suddenly remembered something, he seemed to have no uncle.

If his uncle was still alive, at least he and his father would not be reduced to the current embarrassment.

He was startled suddenly, turned around and ran back to the room, only to see a wolf standing upright, turning its head to look at him with a smile.

Strangely, Lin Fan wasn't afraid, but he should have been.

"Xiaofan, come here."

Father Lin beckoned, his complexion was rosy, and he no longer looked sick.

Lin Fan walked over step by step, squatting halfway beside his father's bed.

"Xiao Fan, Dad told you."

"Dad never blamed you, you are his pride."

"It's always been, so don't let Dad be your blame."

"You should wake up, kid."

"Don't live in the past."

Lin's father gently stroked Lin Fan's head with his rough hands, and said softly.

"Thank you, Wolf God."

He turned his head again and looked at Big Big Wolf, with relief and relief on his face.

As for Lin Fan, he had already thought of everything at this moment.

He couldn't hold back the tears any longer, welling out of his eyes, watching the figure on the bed turn into spots of light and disappear.

"Lin Fan, remember your father's words."

Big Big Wolf also spoke, and then escaped from the dream.

"Thank you, Lord Wolf God."

Lin Fan smiled and wiped his tears with both hands until all movement disappeared.

Lin Fan also woke up from the dream.

At this time, it was already dawn, and he touched his moist eye sockets.

"God Wolf, thank you."

Lin Fan spoke with a smile on his face, he was relieved at this moment.

And in the sheep-wolf universe.

Big Big Wolf saw an illusory thread connected to himself.

This thread conveyed strength to him.

Although, only negligible power.

……

Spells return to the world.

Tokyo Metropolitan College of Magic, also known as Magic College.

It is a vocational school that specializes in cultivating conjurers. Wujo Satoru is the teacher of this school and the head teacher of the first grade.

He is the strongest conjurer in the conjuration world today, born with six eyes.

Six eyes, eyes with special abilities.

360-degree long-distance vision, you can see it behind you, and you can see it even from a long distance.

Directly distinguish whether the opponent is a magician, see through the opponent's spell, and can directly track and predict the trajectory of the spell.

It allows the holder to perform fine mana operations, blocking the line of sight without hindering vision.

That's why he often wears a blindfold.

He also has the ability called No Lower Limit Art.

The no-lower-limit technique is the five ancestral technique, which can interfere with matter at the atomic level and dominate space.

It requires extremely meticulous manipulation of spell power, so only six-eyed holders can use this spell.

Others can't use it even if they inherit the spell.

But even if he is as strong as he is, he still encounters a predicament now.

That is power beyond all known curses.

"Five, this world is hopeless."

The old headmaster of the High School of Conjuration sighed and said very pessimistically.

"What are you talking about, old Headmaster?"

"And me, I'll take care of it."

Gojo Satoru spoke without any worries.

"I know you are strong, but this time is different, those things are not curses."

"They're older and more mysterious."

The old headmaster was not as optimistic as Gojo Satoru, after all, the most powerful conjurer in ancient times who had collected all his fingers, was defeated.

Wutiaowu is indeed very strong, even stronger than Liangmen Sunuo, but the gap between them is not the difference between clouds and mud.

And those things are an instant kill for the two-faced Su Nuo without any suspense.

Cursed objects, spell spirits, conjurers...

There is nothing at all that can cause them the slightest harm.

Both the curse and the conjurers have proven their invincibility, and paid a terrible price.

"Da da da……"

There was the sound of hurried footsteps, and a student wearing glasses ran over and spoke to the old principal and Wujo.

"Old principal, Mr. Wujo."

"Those things appeared again."

The old headmaster's expression froze, his heart suddenly became tense, and he said.

"Are you talking about those mysterious statues?"

The student nodded and replied.

"Yes, old principal, those statues have appeared again."

"Todo, Knotweed, Asuka and the others..."

The student whimpered a little while talking, and his eyes became a little red and swollen.

"They all disappeared the moment the statue touched it."

"I don't know if I'm dead or alive now."

The old principal clenched his fists tightly, with anger burning in his heart.

He gritted his teeth and growled.

"Mi-smile-angel-envoy"

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