Apocalypse Magician

Snow was falling, crossing the night sky of the border town and entering the silent world.

In the deep alley, you can't see your fingers, as if there is a ferocious beast hiding in it, waiting for an opportunity to move.

Suddenly, a weak figure stumbled out. The bright red blood on the left shoulder slowly flowed along the rugged arm to the fingertips, and then fell drop by drop. Accompanied by the biting cold wind, the white snowflakes were dyed blood red.

This was a little beggar about 12 years old, skinny as a stick and naked, with a face slightly deformed due to severe pain. He looked particularly miserable in this silent snowy night. The little beggar looked around as he fled, turned around the corner of the alley, and then suddenly jumped onto an ice road, sliding down the wall quickly with the help of the terrain.

The next moment, two masked men in black rushed out of the dark alley, and after a few ups and downs, they chased after them.

The cold north wind howled by, rolling up the remaining snow on the ground, as if the end of the world was covered with snowflakes.

Sliding on the ice track, he passed by three people along the way. However, Li Xingkong tried his best to escape and did not dare to look back. The sound of his heart beating violently could be heard, as if a wild horse was loose and might jump out of his chest at any time.

As a 12-year-old beggar, Li Xingkong mostly started fights in groups and picked up troubles with a kitchen knife. It was always a small fight. However, these two fierce men in front of him at this moment were out-and-out professional killers! If he hadn't been clever and familiar with the terrain, he might have died long ago by escaping through the twists and turns of the alley.

However, who would offend a beggar who has been living on the streets for a long time? Li Xingkong racked his brains and could only remember that he snatched two meat buns from the stingy hawker two days ago, but there was really no other way. It had been snowing like this since the New Year, and he was hungry and cold. For a long time, I would have random hallucinations even when I was sleeping, so I took the risk.

Besides, aren't they just two meat buns? As for this!

And the two killer brothers, are you really sure you didn't find the wrong person?

Under the shadow of death, Li Xingkong felt like crying...

When the masked man in black turned the corner of the alley, he happened to encounter the three uninvited guests who passed by Li Xingkong. The leader was a tall man with steady steps, but he wore a bamboo hat, deliberately hiding his identity.

The two masked men in black who were traveling quickly looked at each other and read the same decision in each other's eyes. This mission was extremely important and no clues could be left behind, so before leaving, the organization only told one sentence:

Witnesses, kill!

The blood-stained long sword traced the icy path, and the killing sword energy glowed brightly. The masked man in black held the sword with both hands, and his feet suddenly exerted force, and his body rushed forward quickly, as if a sharp arrow was about to shoot through. The whole world.

But the other masked man in black obviously slowed down. With a flip of his hand, the fire magic elements instantly condensed, and the raging flames transformed into the shape of a giant dragon and rushed straight away, tearing apart the whistling north wind and melting the whiteness. snowflakes.

Martial arts and magic attacks, one after the other, are a perfect combination.

However, the burly figure wearing a bamboo hat only raised his hand and easily deflected the sword of the masked man in black, throwing both the man and the sword against a wall. The fire dragon that came next was shattered into pieces without any warning three meters away from the target, turning into overflowing wind and gently blowing the corner of the bamboo hat.

"Are you... Mo Qianjun?" The masked man in black, who had half of his body driven into the wall, saw the other person's true face in Lushan at the moment when the bamboo hat was lifted up.

"Now that you've recognized it, you should know the fate." The burly figure didn't come here for this, but now that he has encountered it, he has to take care of it after all. "Are you two going to tie yourself up, or are you going to Do you want to do it yourself?"

Mo Qianjun, a holy warrior, is the first guardian knight of the mainland church. He is fully responsible for the operation of the church knights. He is extremely powerful and ranks among the top five in the "mainland master rankings".

Until now, the black-clothed and masked man embedded in the wall could only remain silent. He turned to look at his companions not far away. Desperation instantly filled his eyes, and then blood gushes from the corners of his mouth. His eyes began to lose focus until the fire of life. Completely extinguished.

"Huh?" Mo Qianjun was about to take action in person, but found that the two masked men in black had lost their breath. He couldn't help being slightly stunned. These two men in black were very powerful. They committed suicide after failing the mission. Such a strict decision To enforce killer discipline, I am afraid that only the top killer organization members in the continent can do it.

In this way, the target of the two of them, the little beggar who was only 12 years old, I am afraid it is not simple... Mo Qianjun looked back briefly and saw that the little beggar was no longer in the wind and snow, so he shook his head and did not continue to pursue it after all. , one's own task is of great importance, so it is better not to continue to make extraneous matters.

After all, the doomsday disaster predicted in the last "Huanshilu? God's Oracle" will be a sign in the early morning!

"The Record of the Fantasy World" is the official history passed down from generation to generation on the Fantasy Continent. It records thousands of years of deeds and brings together the wisdom of countless people. Among them, the "God's Oracle" has been fulfilled in every detail.

"The dark star reaches the sun, the black fire burns the world, the sky falls, and the world ends."

This is the description of the end of the continent in "Fantasy World? God's Oracle", and the key opportunity that affects the future destiny of the continent is a crucial person at this time and place!

The first snow of the New Year is still falling, the dark night hides the three figures passing by, and the white snowflakes gradually cover the distant footsteps, until a glimmer of light emerges from the distant east, the night gradually fades away from the dim colors, and the New Year's Eve The first ray of sunshine arrived as expected...

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The morning sun, through the fading clouds, brings the warmth of the New Year to the world, to the mountains and rivers covered with white snowflakes, and to the little beggar named Li Xingkong shivering in the snow.

Li Xingkong had a dream, in which black flames burned the earth, and even the sun was covered by shadows, as if there was a big hole in the sky. A graceful figure looked back at the distance, but Li Xingkong couldn't see her appearance clearly. He only felt that the figure was getting farther and farther away, and then flew away like snowflakes, flying towards the endless darkness in the sky...

Awakening from the nightmare, Li Xingkong waved his arms randomly, as if to drive away all the terrible things. It took him a long time to recognize the first ray of sunshine in the new year, and the calm reality that he had long been out of danger. It was just the golden sunlight flying in the air. Snowflakes are like scorched earth sparks rising above the black fire in a nightmare.

Li Xingkong didn't know why he was being chased, and he didn't know why the two powerful killers didn't chase him. He only remembered that he was hit by a sword on his left shoulder, half of his hair was burned off by magic, and then he ran away in panic aimlessly. Until I am exhausted and faint wherever I go...

There are still snowflakes dancing in the sky, but people can no longer suppress their long-buried enthusiasm for the New Year. The deserted town finally begins to get lively. Li Xingkong was walking on a street that was gradually regaining its popularity. He had just survived the disaster, but he had to work hard for his stomach, which had been hungry for a long time.

After wandering around in confusion for a moment, Li Xingkong finally identified his target. It was a weak figure walking in front, holding a delicate lunch box in his small hands as white as ice and snow, walking lightly in the pure white world, like a fairy in the snow. .

Well, it looks like he should be easy to bully. Li Xingkong thought in his heart.

In the next moment, he accelerated and rushed forward. Li Xingkong used all his strength and reached the maximum speed with every movement. He finally succeeded in approaching the target from behind. Before the opponent could react, he grabbed the lunch box with both hands and fled quickly.

It's a pity that Li Xingkong, who was extremely happy and sad, slipped and fell heavily to the ground. The wound on his left shoulder burst open in an instant. The pain was heartbreaking. The bright red blood flowed through the purple skin and fell into the snow drop by drop. shocking.

Feeling that he no longer had the strength to get up, Li Xingkong could only hold the lunch box tightly with both arms and protect it tightly under his body, leaving his back exposed without protection, preparing to bear all the blame that might come, but he only had one thought in his heart:

This box of food is mine, no one can take it away!

"Are you ok?"

There were no insults, curses, or punches or kicks. There was a concerned greeting in his ears, and the voice was as clear and soft as the sound of nature. Li Xingkong turned around in surprise, but could no longer look away.

What he saw in front of him was a girl of the same age wearing snow-white clothes. She was astonished at this moment, as if a hibiscus emerged from the water, revealing a beautiful and refined atmosphere. Li Xingkong seemed to see the pure water from the Jiutian Galaxy turning into pure white. Snowflakes fell into the world, and then they were kneaded into her who was pure and pure.

Those pair of water-like bright eyes were so ethereal and clear, as if they contained a world. In that world, white snowflakes also floated like this. There was only pure white between heaven and earth, unstained by dust.

In this dirty world, are there really such ethereal and clear eyes?

Li Xingkong couldn't help but be stunned. Ever since he lived on the streets, experienced hardships in the world, and suffered bullying and oppression, he no longer had any hope that there would be a so-called pure land in this world. However, at this moment, when their eyes met, Li Xingkong seemed to have stepped into the world in his eyes. White snowflakes danced lightly, making the sky and earth pink and jade, which was pure white without any impurities.

However, for some reason, Li Xingkong always had a subtle feeling that the unstained face of the world seemed familiar, as if a cool breath was coming across thousands of years, tying down the past hidden in the reincarnation of fate. , gently uncovered a corner, making myself want to know her and know everything about her at this moment:

"What's your name?"

The beautiful girl smiled brightly, and Li Xingkong felt like a spring breeze in an instant. In this cold winter with fluttering snowflakes, he felt the so-called warmth in the world for the first time, and then in this warmth, he met her who was destined to be with him for the rest of his life.

"My name is Luo Yingxue, the cherry of cherry blossoms, and the snow of snowflakes."