Chapter 1254： Hometown Reunion (1/2)
Amber's speed is very fast.
That is a speed that makes the dynamic vision of a legendary powerhouse difficult to capture. It is a flash that crosses the boundary between shadow and reality. Both Gawain and Victoria only heard the whistling of the wind in their ears, and the shame of a certain alliance has been turned into one. There was a swift black flash. In the next moment, Victoria felt a heavy object hanging from her thigh and heard a voice: "Let's watch again!!"
Gao Wen's head is as big as a fight, and I have seen a lot of Amber's strange operations over the years. Obviously he can't stand it at this time. He stepped forward and grabbed this guy by the belt and forcibly picked her up: "Don't be ashamed of doing it. ——Modil, what happened?"
Victoria finally reacted at this time. She was always calm and calm on weekdays, and her expression was calm under any circumstance. Her eyes widened, as if she had been so frightened for the first time in her life, she was even a little at a loss. It wasn't until Gawain took Amber away that he took a half step backward...So in a sense, Amber's slippery kneeling is quite useful. After all, even the legendary powerhouse would not have expected this. The grand duke's thoughts were interrupted.
"I...I'm okay," Modil finally blinked at this time, as if suddenly awakened from a short but immersive dream. He remained a little confused, his gaze swept over several figures in the cabin, and finally his sight It fell on Gawain, "I just...it seemed to have seen something...no, I didn't see it, but I felt it..."
"What do you feel?" Gao Wen quickly put Amber on the ground, and asked with a very serious expression.
Amber shook his body after landing. First he raised his head and glanced at Modil. Then he looked at the serious Gawain and Victoria. It seemed that he had judged that the adventurer was indeed okay. Then he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He stepped back to the corner and tried to reduce his sense of existence while raising his ears to pay attention to the changes. As the person involved, Modil seemed to have not noticed all of this. He just shook his head gently, as if he was dispelling someone in his head. Some things said slowly: "In that direction... what I was looking for was in that direction. I remember, I've been to that place! I also saw a hole broken there, and no one knew that hole. , It’s terrible, a hole was broken there...there is another place, I also went to another'entrance'...they are connected together..."
Modil's eyes gradually became confused, and what he said did not follow the preface, but when Gawain and Victoria couldn't help but wanted to help, the old mage suddenly stopped, and he shook his head vigorously. , The eyes are gradually restored to clarity.
"Are you okay?" Victoria immediately asked subconsciously, seeing that the ancestor's state had recovered, "You just..."
"I'm okay, don't worry," the old mage nodded, and then he showed a thoughtful appearance. He seemed to be sorting out what happened to him a little while ago, and slowly said after a few seconds, "I just felt There are several layers of different consciousnesses floating on the'surface' at the same time. Those consciousnesses are me, memories of different periods and different states... My mind is full of my own voice and things I have seen before, the goddess of magic, I Never heard of such a thing..."
"The memories of different periods and different states occupy the mind at the same time?" Victoria looked astonished. As a mage, she first noticed this unusual phenomenon. "You mean, your memory is restored?!"
"No, it's far from it, but I think Miss Amber's treatment must have produced a certain effect... I feel as if something that was once lost has returned a bit," Modil rubbed his forehead, his tone low and slow. , "What did I just say?"
He looked at Gawain, only at this moment as if he noticed the latter's unusually serious expression.
Gao Wen didn't answer Modil's words immediately, he just looked in the direction where the old mage's eyes were just now, and after a few seconds he muttered to break the silence in a low voice: "You said that what you are looking for is in that direction. And you mentioned that a hole was'broken' somewhere."
"What I'm looking for..." Modil repeated softly, as if he really didn't remember what he said just now. He also followed Gawain's gaze to look over there, but in that direction, he Only one wall of the hut and a transom inlaid on the wall can be seen, "Which direction is...?"
"The tower of the tide," Gao Wen said softly.
"It seems that things are finally pointing in this direction," Amber looked at Gawain, and then at Modil, who had returned to normal, his pointy ears moved, and he whispered in a low voice, "It seems that I have to leave early."
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Under the starlight of the extreme night, the shield covering the sky over the city blocks the cold wind from the depths of the wasteland. This simple layer of protection is obviously not as warm and comfortable as the ecological dome that used to be warm and comfortable in all seasons, but in this piece of wasteland On the cold land of Xing, a barrier to protect from wind and rain is an indispensable guarantee for stability. Inside the shield, the brilliance of the magic spar lamp disperses the darkness in the city, and the square on the edge of the settlement seems a bit lively.
More than a dozen young dragons are playing in the square. With the bright lights cast by the lampposts, some of these little guys who have just broken their shells are practicing flying, some are running and playing on the ground, and some are using their own immature Breathing out all kinds of light bombs and flames into the sky, these ignorant cubs don’t know what “old glory” is, and they don’t realize how deep and special this city re-emerged from the ruins is. Meaning, they take everything they see for granted, and release their endless energy in this childhood that belongs to them alone—and also learn the various skills necessary to survive on this land.
The guardians guarded the edge of the square, watching the cubs playing.
"The two of them are very comfortable here," Melita retracted her gaze from the square and looked at her friend standing next to her. "I was worried that they would be frightened by the strange environment and so many of them."
"The adaptability of the two little guys may be better than ours," Noretta said with a smile. "After all, they were born and raised in this era, and there is a most special'adoptive mother' to teach them. "
Melita nodded slightly, and a sound of footsteps happened to be heard from the side. She heard a vaguely familiar voice: "Hello...Have I met you?"
Melita looked around unexpectedly and saw a short figure with long red hair standing not far behind her. This was a young red dragon. Melita hadn't thought of herself at first. I saw this face somewhere, but soon the corresponding impression came to her mind—she remembered that this was the one that helped her remove the invalid implant when she first came to the refuge camp. A mechanic.