I Destined You [Quick Transmigration]

The air instantly became scorched, and a large area of ​​fire filled the field of vision.

Everyone's actions stopped involuntarily at this moment, looking at Xiao Lan who was using fire magic at this moment.

The person who was considered the least likely to make a move, and the most powerless, released the middle-level magic [Serial Fireball] at this time, which no one had ever thought of.Even though everyone didn't say it clearly, the title of the magician, Aesop Ransol, who knew it well, was just a nominal one.He can't even be called a trainee magician, he can only feel the fire element, and he doesn't know how to use it at all.

Children who are tested to have the talent of magic elements will go to the magic academy to learn how to use magic since they were young. The stage of learning magic is extremely long. Without strong perseverance and spiritual power, even the door to apprentice magicians cannot be opened.

Even though the blood spirit stone was used to allow Xiao Lan to feel the element of fire, Xiao Lan entered the Academy of Magic from the very beginning to learn in the face of the Duranthor family.But during the journey, the Lansol family did not specially hire a magister to teach Xiao Lan. They did not expect Xiao Lan to become a qualified magician. As long as he arrived at the territory well, the family would arrange the next things.So at best, Xiao Lan only possesses the talent of fire magic element, but he doesn't know magic at all.

Aoqi often asked Xiao Lan to come out to practice sword skills at night, and Locke would stand aside every time and look at Xiao Lan who didn't even know how to hold the sword.Locke often said that Aoqi was too serious. When Xiao Lan returned to the territory and wanted to learn magic, there would be a magister to teach him. Why should Aoqi be so serious about teaching a magician swordsmanship.

At this time, a person who should have no magic at all suddenly used middle-level fire magic. Such a shock made everyone dazed for a while.

There are three important turning points in the growth of a magician, from middle-level to high-level, from high-level to magister. Although there is only one class difference, the hardships and lengths in the middle are very well known. It is also doomed how rare and noble the status of a magister is.And the first turning point is often the most important, that is from possessing magic elements to how to use magic to become a trainee magician.

Even if you have magic elements, it doesn't mean you can use magic.Whether it is the chanting and use of magic, the strength of mental power or not, and one's own talent are all critical, this process often requires apprentices to spend a long time in meditation practice.There are many people who can't use magic even if they have magic elements, and finally choose to become magic pharmacists.

However, Xiao Lan, who had no one to teach him, used intermediate magic without chanting the first time he used magic.

Look at the continuous fireball, the fiery red fireball, and the majestic squeeze of air.If it is not unknown, everyone must have thought that Xiao Lan is an intermediate magician who has studied in the magic academy for a long time.

This is the real talent.

[Sophia, come to me. ]

When Sophia heard Xiao Lan's words, she rushed over without any hesitation, but Priest Cliff and his entourage behind him probably didn't react for a while.Sophia staggered a little, and Aoqi hurried over and reached out to support the woman.

Xiao Lan didn't know what everyone was thinking, he lacked the concept of magic in this world, he didn't even know what kind of magic he was using.It's just that Xiao Lan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief seeing Sophia safely walking into his camp at this moment.

He didn't know why he suddenly used magic. At that moment, anger and panic welled up in his heart.Something seemed to come from the palm of his hand, so hot and hot that it seemed to be rushing desperately and melted into his blood. A strange incantation suddenly appeared in his mind, and he felt that there seemed to be some majestic power surging in his body , subconsciously raised his hand.

Xiao Lan is like the only person who possesses the secret key of the flame, the judge from the depths of the scorching heat.He raised his hand and wiped away all the ashes, all the filth, and all the darkness.There was a loud bang, the flames spread, the third, the fourth, the fifth... Continuous fireballs shot out from the fingertips, more and more golden red flames centered on Xiao Lan and the carriage. circle appears.

Bit by bit, it spread like wildfire.

The magic vine flower was burning in the fire, and the sparks rose into a vigorous sea of ​​fire in the blink of an eye, and the fire dragon was wanton.The squeezed air, scorching smell, and burning monsters all turned into shadows swaying in the fiery red fire at this moment.

Everyone stood in the safety zone of the fire circle, quietly watching the raging red sea of ​​flames in front of them.

The fireball formed a circle on top of each other, completely burning up the overwhelming monsters, and everywhere the eyes could see was dancing red.The monster's ferocious teeth and black venom are all gone, as if it has returned to its original appearance, just like a huge flower, at this time in the sea of ​​fire, only clusters of dark gray petals can be seen The balls were burning.

The dark gray petals burned in the golden red fire and melted into a soaking rose.

The majestic rose-red fireworks seemed to be dancing waltz steps in the dark, like flowers blooming in an instant, and all of them bloomed at the fingertips in the vast city of ashes, swaying with the wind, and blooming redder and redder.The city of ashes, which was originally desolate and terrifying, suddenly became a place like a sea of ​​flowers, which is shocking.

Everyone watched quietly, as if they had forgotten the bloody scene just now.

This disgusting and frightening place in the world seems to be the most beautiful flower in the world.

Xiao Lan looked at the scene in front of him as if holding his breath, he suddenly remembered the memory of [Aesop].A flower called Yarman blooms in the town of Bang.It was clusters of small flowers that bloomed in clusters, the top petals were dark rose red, and the bottom petals were dotted with purple spots, which seemed to form an evening red glow in the green grass.

The mother's favorite is Arman flower. She once said that the flower language of Arman is God's tears.

This has naturally become [Aesop's] favorite flower.

Xiao Lan turned her head and looked at the boy who was holding her hand tightly. It seemed that the scorching and scalding temperature came from this little hand just now.The boy who was looking outside felt something, then raised his head to look at Xiao Lan.He tilted his head slightly, his red eyes became more dazzling and beautiful against the firelight, just like the Arman flower deep in [Aesop's] memory.

"I'll call you Arman." Xiao Lan said softly, "This is my favorite flower."

The boy froze for a moment, then nodded his head heavily, those eyes that Xiao Lan liked were filled with a bright smile and warmth like fire.

Xiao Lan stretched out his hand and flicked in the void, and the fire that had been burning more and more intensely faded away.

He didn't see the gradually hidden smile of the child beside him. There was no light in those gorgeous rose-red eyes, and a strange pure black slowly spread in the center of the pupils, like thick ink that devoured everything. .

The boy raised his other hand slowly, and touched the corner of his eyes with cold fingertips.

Do you like my eyes?

After seeing these black eyes, will you still like them?

Will you continue to hold my hand like this?

[The son of the two blacks, born with troubles and chaos, fell to the top of the world. ]

At this time, no one noticed a child's eyes, almost degraded to rotten black, he looked down at Xiao Lan's hand that was holding him tightly and smiled.That smile was innocent, but more cruel and cold, as if some turbulent storm of madness and obsession was raging in his eyes.

A gust of wind blew by, and ashes were scattered everywhere. Along with the hazy dust, the burning petals fell off from the monster, and were suddenly blown round and round by the wind, spinning gracefully in the air.The red flames jumped up little by little, spinning in pieces, as if they had gained life, more and more, more and more dense, piled up in the vast sky, like densely covered fantasy stars, bright red, Dazzlingly bright.

Then, like rain falling from the sky, petals of flaming flowers fell.

Beautiful, warm and bright.

In this dark and cold city of ashes, burn the fiery red flowers of hell.

There is only silence left in the whole world, no one speaks, just quietly looking at the beautiful scenery in front of them.

It was the saddest and darkest accident in the world, but also the most beautiful accident.

"Good! You are worthy of being the heir of the Ransol family!" Priest Cliff's voice suddenly broke the original calm. The man's face lost the previous gloom and anger. Very satisfied with what I saw.He looked at Xiao Lan from afar, with excitement floating in his eyes, "Aesop Ransol, I underestimated you."

Xiao Lan couldn't help feeling a chill all over his body, anyone who was praised by someone who wanted to kill him just now would be a chilling experience.

The war is over, all the magic vines have been burned, and the flames have been melted into a new layer of dust in the city of ashes.At this time, the next thing was also brought to the table. All the guards of the Lansol family still held their swords tightly, and looked sharply at Kerry, who was still standing under the magic circle of the light system. the priest and his retinue.

Anyone can see that the real enemy is not a monster, but the prestigious priest of the Holy See in front of him.

"Master Cliff." Aoqi put away his sword and walked towards Priest Cliff calmly.He didn't kneel down, but his expression was cold and tough, his eyebrows were piercing, "The attack on the magic vine flower, all kinds of dangers, you not only didn't help you when you were in danger, but you ignored Mr. Aesop deliberately. Even if you As a priest of the Holy See, he has no right to murder the son of Duke Andrew, let alone trample on the dignity and glory of the Ransol family."

"We will report everything today to Duke Andre, and hope that the priest can give a proper explanation to the Ransol family."

"If you want to silence Lord Aesop and us, then fight if you want!"

With Aoqi's steady and sonorous voice, he suddenly pulled out his sword. At that moment, a cold and bloodthirsty breath spread, and that kind of momentum seemed to shatter this world into pieces.It was as if something exploded suddenly in the air, continuously squeezing a stream of boiling blood and rushing out of the body. The swordsmen who had just experienced a fierce battle held their swords in both hands, their morale was high, and they looked at Priest Cliff sharply.

Looking at Aoqi's back, Xiao Lan couldn't help feeling that it was so reassuring to have such a swordsman by his side.

He suddenly remembered Sophia standing beside him, and when he turned his head, he saw the woman staring at Aoqi's back.Sophia's right hand was clenched into a fist tremblingly on her chest, her brows and eyes were focused and earnest, not at all the indifferent and gloomy appearance when she first met.

Xiao Lan was taken aback for a moment, suddenly seemed to realize something.

"It seems that the plan has to be changed." Priest Cliff said to the guards who were also drawing swords beside him, "Postpone the trip and go to the temple later. Go to the territory of the Ransol family first, and I must be safe." Prince Andrey must miss his daughter too."

Priest Cliff didn't have any worries, he said it lightly, and there seemed to be a strange smile on Xiao Lan's eyes.

"I will naturally give Prince Andre a satisfactory explanation for today's matter."