Pokemon phobia

"Teacher, this is the research funds we got from selling books this year." The white-haired old man held a space magic device in front of the black-haired half-elf, with the same respectful expression as before.

Byrne put down the teacup and ancient books in his hand, smiled at him and said, "Please, Hendon."

The old man saluted respectfully, then walked out of the room with staggering steps.

Watching his figure disappear behind the door, Byrne sighed slowly.He didn't touch the space magic device on the table, but spread out a piece of ordinary parchment, and wrote two words on the paper with the quill pen that ordinary humans use when writing letters.

【Taylor】.

The invisible power fluctuation descended, quietly corroded the parchment into a pit, and erased the name.

Byrne looked down for a while, and then changed another language to write the name.

Still the same result.

In fact, he knew it would be like this long before he wrote it-in the 20 years since that vision, he tried it now and then, only to find that the time that Tyron's name stayed on the paper became shorter and shorter, even when he Pseudonyms such as "Aaron" and "Tyron Evans" will be forcibly erased.

Only creatures who do not know the existence of "Tayron" can completely record this name.

In recent years, he has even found that some weak creatures have begun to forget "Tylon" - they still remember that there is a humanoid sage with a pair of pterosaur tails in the Sage Tower, and they will also know that he is good at space magic. Tearing the void at the canonization ceremony.However, they could not remember the name of the sage.

Byrne sighed and put down the quill.

He didn't know that while he was worried about Tyron's current situation, a battle was going on in another world adjacent to Azera.

"Roar——" the golden dragon spread its wings and roared upwards. It seemed to be overwhelming, but its eyes were full of panic.

Countless light silver roots are growing crazily on the barriers of the world, dyeing the dark sky of Longyu with a hazy white light.And under the pile of law fragments, those silver roots grew even faster, as if they had absorbed excellent nutrients, and quickly covered every inch of the ground.

Countless dragons, big and small, soared into the air in panic, while more dragons without the ability to fly were submerged in the vines immediately.

Dozens of nearly [-]-meter-long giant dragons have golden light in their eyes, driven by the power of the "King" to resist the falling silver filaments for it.But these filaments that seemed to grow from the illusion were extremely tough, and those dragons were captured one after another, and finally only the golden dragon was left struggling alone.

Suddenly, a silver thread opened a passage somewhere. Unfortunately, before the golden dragon rushed in recklessly, he saw the terrified figure on the other side of the passage: "You—Taylor!"

The black dragon stared at it coldly without saying a word, and neatly grabbed the golden dragon's slender neck with its claws, and the power of annihilation attacked it from its claws.The golden dragon's gorgeous bright golden scales quickly became dull, and it frantically urged its own power to control Tai Lun, but in the end it was still fruitless.

"Crackling..." Its scales began to shatter.

At the last moment, the once aloof "King" suddenly smiled, staring at Tai Lun's pupils with eyes full of hatred, and gritted his teeth word by word: "That 'Death' is really you, I I really hate that I couldn't kill you in the first place - Evans and Anxi Vedona can break free from my control, you..."

Tai Lun folded his five fingers indifferently, and the golden dragon crumbled into ashes and disappeared.

And in the dust of his annihilation, a shimmering "Dragon Code" was quietly floating in the air.Its power comes from the "king", so when the "king" dies, it gradually becomes illusory.Tyron stretched out his claws to tear up the source of disaster that had completely changed his life, but stopped at the last moment.

He stared at the book for a long time, and finally opened it just before it was about to dissipate completely, and turned it to the last page.

Only one prophecy is recorded on this page—

[Silver stars scattered over the night

The merciless frost moon reflects the light of the knife

When the hunter sheds his clever camouflage

Turn around and spread out the dark net

Who tore his wings?

Who broke his scimitar?

is hate

also hope

The gem planted thorns on the way home

Smiles dance on the barren land irrigated by black fire

Weaving clothes out of bones

Fill the battlefield with corpses

The wail of the dead is the music of his revenge

Did you hear the wind?

That's the elves singing death

Palaces of gold perish in lightless nets

The eternal kingdom falls to perdition

O old king, do you feel panic?

That's the young god of death looking at his hometown

New life grows on decay

who got the abandoned gem

Who can become the supreme emperor]

Tyron's pupils dilated slightly.

On this slowly disappearing page, some words disappeared much faster than others, as if someone was forcibly erasing them, corroding the book even before the page was completely blurred. a small hole.

The words were—"Hunter," "He," "Treasure," "Death."

After being dazed for a moment, Tai Lun suddenly laughed, and the laughter became louder and louder, almost making people think that he would let go of his anger.Carlos noticed his abnormality, and immediately stopped manipulating the silver thread and rushed towards him, just in time to see the scene where the golden book completely disappeared.

"Taylor, what's wrong?"

Tai Lun slowly stopped laughing, took a deep breath, and said calmly: "It's okay, I just think it's a little funny."

Carlos was a little confused: "...funny?"

Tai Lun turned into a human form, stood on a silver thread and said, "I didn't expect it to be so easy."

The "King" who chased him to the point of death several times back then, and those raging dragons, are now so weak that they will collapse with a single blow under the cooperation of him and Carlos.

It's so ironic.

"By the way," Carlos suddenly remembered, "I found out that there is an elf dragon among those dragons, and there is a sage in the Sage's Tower, isn't it also... Could it be it?"

Tai Lun's eyes flickered when he heard this, and he followed Carlos' guidance to the elven dragon.

Sure enough, it was his former "friend" Li.

At this time, most of the Elven Dragon's body was buried by the silver thread, only its head was exposed, writhing and struggling desperately outside.When it noticed Tai Lun's existence, its whole body froze instantly, staring blankly at this strange black-haired creature, wondering why he wasn't entangled.

Tai Lun looked at it, but unexpectedly there was not much fluctuation in his heart.He asked softly, "Do you know Azera?"

Li subconsciously shook his head, then suddenly nodded again: "I know! I heard that weird old guy say it! That old faerie dragon said that he came from 'Azera'!"

"Then where is he now?"

"He died hundreds of years ago!" Li said anxiously, "My friend, help me, I will repay you, I can give you many gems... Don't go! Please! Hey——"

Tai Lun didn't pay any attention to him, just walked through the familiar and unfamiliar path, and returned to the place where he had lived for 500 years.This place has not been occupied by other dragons, and it has been completely deserted over the years.

He jumped to the top of the cliff, sat on the top of the mountain and looked into the distance quietly.

Strips of silver thread hang down in the dark sky, which is different from the law and tide of Longyu, but it also has a unique splendor.He heard Carlos approach, and finally sat down beside him.

"Those dragons are trapped by me, what do you want to do with them?" Carlos asked.

Tai Lun was silent for a while, and replied, "Let it go."

He couldn't tell who was under the control of the "king" and who was voluntary.He didn't want to kill all the dragons and let them be buried with his parents.

Carlos smiled, clasped his fingers, and said softly: "Actually, if I really put the three worlds together and let them share a core, then maybe they will really merge into one after a long time. At that time, the world There will be no Dragon Realm, Demon Realm and Azera anymore. Do you really want me to do this?"

"……Um."

Tyron retracted his gaze towards the sky and turned his gaze to Carlos.He took Carlos' hand and lowered his head to kiss the back of his hand.

All the grievances over the years are finally fully understood today, and Tyron doesn't know if he feels relaxed or relieved.

He only knew that from today onwards, he could finally completely belong to himself, to Carlos.

He is free.