Atlas Double Star Book

Almost nine years later, the green light reappears in winter, migrating south.

Peleas held the reins tightly and kept running, his white braids conspicuous.Although he was wearing a warlock's hunting suit and a short tin staff around his waist, the young man looked too gentle, as if he was untrained, and he wore silver jewelry rather unwisely.So the full moon pursued him like the shadow of a river.

The mountain wind was very hard, and he didn't feel cold. The twin stones on the "Polaris" wristband lit up, it should be a message from Heather, but he didn't have time to check it yet.

Will catch up soon!The green light is ahead, approaching.

I didn't expect to be so lucky.Pelias couldn't help laughing.While still an apprentice he had read of a rare beast: it had at least three forms, one of which was known as a gigantic stag clad in bronze armor which, when in danger, would The angle of light materializes into a bronze blade.The Firespeakers of Dienrian worship it as a god, calling it the Archmage "Sharaad".The Academy does not yet know it and cannot name it.Maester Ursuline has argued that it may be the only beast that wields the power of the Book autonomously, as the sorcerers do.

Peleas was curious about this.In the past few years in the north, he has been studying monsters.Through experiments and field investigations, he found that monsters were indeed unable to use their power autonomously.They are like containers, storing only the energy that overflows from the outside world.But this force was out of control, and instead drove the beast to go berserk.Beasts and humans, monsters and warlocks, perhaps the difference between the two lies in will.As for what caused this difference, Peleas is still unclear, so he is eager to demonstrate the point of view of Maester Ursula.If the giant deer can really mobilize the power of the "book", there will be good and bad relatives among animals.What about humans?The mages use their own lives as a medium to build a channel for the operation of spells by consuming the "roster", and then call on the power of the "Book of Origin".In this way, are ordinary people corresponding to mages?

If humans are involved, it may be difficult to obtain permission from the academy.Pelias frowned, maybe he couldn't take that step.In short, he couldn't wait to get up close and personal with the Nameless Beast.

When he was almost catching up, he heard singing, or crying.The song is not clear, winding in the night mountain, like the skin of a snake that is about to fade.The closer he got, the harder it was to tell where the singing was coming from.Until the phosphorescence faintly appeared, it was the light of Priest Dienrian's wand.They are guardians, shepherds, and guilt-ridden ones, protecting the journey of rare beasts to the south, and singing the "Song of Salad" along the way.

So far he saw, at the bottom of the valley, emerald light flowing like a ribbon in the water.

Warlocks often try their best to describe this rare scene with various metaphors in their notes. For example, Gu Laner compared it to "the color of grapes in October".It's exhilarating to read, but quite another to witness... The young man couldn't help pressing his collar button, his whole breath trembling.However, it was slightly different from what I imagined. The light from the horn was blue, and Peleas squinted his eyes. Is it blue or green?The glasses are inconvenient to take out in the bag.He sighed and drew a question mark on his note.If only Neil had been there, the kid had eagle's vision.

There were about fourteen beasts.They follow each other without being close, and keep a distance from the witch's staff and fire of the priest of Dienrian.Sure enough, they should live alone. It is said that except for the mating and calving period, the "beast" can't even recognize the same kind.However, the three forms are only hypotheses.Some scholars speculate that these rare beasts should have some kind of ordinary form, which can usually deceive people's eyes and ears. Otherwise, why would they only appear once every seven or eight years?Peleas agrees with this.But as for the third form of the behemoth, he has reservations, it has no basis, it just leaves room for imagination.

The singing still lingers in the dark texture.He had read a copy of "The Song of Salad": the Archmage Salad descended into Hades to find his deceased friend Dean, and the mage sang this song all the way to appease the Lord of the Void.Interestingly, Neil still sings a few lines of "Dean's Battle Song".The song seemed to have a calming effect, and Pelias was a little dizzy, and his thinking became dull... The mountain wind was blowing the short shawl, and he just wrote notes. When he recovered, the green light was far away again.

"Okay, I'll visit them now." Peleas urged himself, but he still couldn't move his feet, and kept tapping on the notepad.There is probably no other drudgery in the world that can compare with "dealing with strangers."

"Pelieas, don't stand around like this."

The scholar just took a step, but turned around in a circle.

It was his duty to go.

Nine years ago, Neil killed the precious beast, even though it was approved by the old priest, it still caused the anger of many Didierians.But it wasn't Neal's fault, it was his responsibility... For many years, he had been hoping to visit the Deenrians.Now is the time.

Peleas coughed softly and straightened his clothes.It would be nice if there was a mirror to look at.

In a gesture of goodwill, the scholar shimmers his short pewter rod—

The rune of the academy.

Over there, he noticed that he also paid tribute to the academy with the witch stick light.Pelias was a little moved.Scholars and priests, who serve different systems of knowledge, do not know each other well.But don't mirrors and crystals seek the same light source?They are paper, and even though they bear very different characters, they are also inheriting something that cannot be lost in similar endeavors.

He couldn't wait to talk to the Firespeakers, who would be happy to share.Dienrian is a variant of the ancient Ibanese, and communication is not a problem.

The entire queue of witch staffs and fires stopped, waiting for the guests from the academy.Even the behemoths with horns on their heads stopped to rest, as calm as the color of a lake.Peleas was full of joy, and rode forward as quickly as possible.When he goes back, he must tell Kaloyalo the whole thing.

When he approached, the light of the witch staff changed instantly, and the dazzling red light warned the attackers!

Wait, what's going on?Before Pelias could stop, the attack horn rang through the valley, the giant beast roared, all the green lights were extinguished, and the blade was eager to try.Why?Peleas has no time to be sad, ready to defend...there is movement in the rear.

At this moment, groups of giant shadows came from behind him, rushing down the mountain, and the smelly wind swept through with killing intent.The wrist "North Star" keeps spinning like a malfunction.Killing is imminent.

Monster!

People have no time to liquidate, the amount is too much.Peleas couldn't believe it, such an astonishing number, the "North Star" didn't show it before? ?To estimate, there are at least thirty horses, mainly wolf-type and wild boar-type, and they are all big and difficult to deal with.

The Dienrian warriors had axes in their hands, and the priests hurried to meet them.The violent attack took people by surprise, and some monsters had already rushed to the bottom of the valley and directly dealt with the giant deer.

They are attracted by rare beasts.The green light, as the energy that keeps leaking out, is fatally attractive to monsters.

A young wizard acted as the commander. He called his companions to concentrate on the front and try to block the intruders on the hillside.Pelias also joined them.The wizards rode their horses and galloped, and the witchcraft fire was attached to the yew staff, and the flames rolled.The hillside smelled of burnt hair and blood.Monsters are not afraid of fire, but Priest Dienrian used a special combustion accelerant to create a more violent and flexible spell fire.They drive the flames like well-trained hounds.

The young conductor walked alongside Peleas, seemingly wanting to protect him, but this worry was unnecessary.The spell of controlling air currents, Peleas is proficient in using it, and he can summon the wind blade and wind wall in an instant.With his aid, the flames became dexterous and powerful,

The wizards looked at him with admiration.

Finally, a large number of monsters were driven to one place, and the siege tightened like a bag.The commander raised his staff and shouted loudly, and the other Dienrian wizards echoed.

Peleas observed the way they wove their spells.Wizards' way of counting is more concise, only singing short syllables, unlike scholars and warlocks who have to memorize all kinds of songs.Indeed, the spell system used by the academy was formulated after Agnes went into exile on the mainland; while the Dienrians fled before the collapse of the ocean empire, their spells were closer to Ibane.It seems that Maester Ursuline is right, this small nation is of great research value.

The surrounded monsters rushed around, but they couldn't break through the chains of fire of the wizards; those at the bottom of the valley were too weak to compete with the giant deer.The hillside was even more noisy now, roaring and wailing, and the smoke was mixed with the smell of burning.It's almost done, and everyone is sweating.

Shuoyue waited.

The commander made a gesture of termination, but suddenly froze, and rolled over from the horse.

"What's wrong?!"

Losing their support, the magic fire of the priests dissipated instantly, and the surviving monsters were able to break free.People panicked and didn't know what happened.Peleas was nearer, and he was the first to rush to the young man.

It turned out that an arrow pierced the young man's shoulder!

Where did the arrow come from? !

"Don't let them..." The young man grabbed Peleas' arm, and suddenly a large amount of blood splashed from the heads of the two. When the scholar turned his head, he saw a strong man with a red beard holding a blood-stained axe, while the giant wolf First different place.The strong man shouted in panic: "Are you injured?!"

The monsters rushed to the bottom of the valley, their eyes were bloody.The green light has disappeared, and the twelve giant deer are fighting fiercely with the wolves and are under siege.The situation immediately reversed.Peleas said hastily: "Let another wizard replace you, and do it again!"

"No, none of them are enough!"

What's the meaning?Peleas knew that the "roster" of other wizards was not thick enough, and only this young man was qualified to be a fire whisperer.what to do?Pelias got up, he couldn't use huge spells, he couldn't deal with this situation.what to do?Even with the Warlock's bracers, there's no time to weave spells... Words bind the source.

Hence we call it "book".

The back of his neck was numb and his breathing was difficult. Peleas restrained himself not to let his anxiety slow down his thinking.He compared the ways of the academic warlocks and wizard Dienrian, and guessed the possibility of combining the two body spells.Before the fire whisperer seemed to gather the power of other people, and then send it out by himself?Could different forces of texture be compatible?Warlocks can't, because every time they cast a spell, they have to rely on the roster to build a path. When the energy of the "book" flows through the roster, it will carry the caster's own imprint, so it cannot be compatible with the power of other mages.Warlocks can cast spells at the same time, or work together in a puzzle-like collective, but they cannot act as a single subject like the wizards of this ancient nation.And the Dienrians believe in fire, and call the chief priest "Fire Talker"... If they can cast spells collectively, it may mean that the medium of spells used by wizards is also collective, unlike the "Roster", which has a strong personal imprint As a medium, it can maintain the original texture of energy and make it compatible.Since they can converge, the energy needs space and a cup, and the high priest should play this role.According to the young man, the Firespeaker should have enough roster thickness, that is to say, as a real spellcaster, he must be able to withstand the power from other wizards!

The howling of wolves resounded throughout the night, the giant beast fell to the ground, the scuffle was still going on, and the people had not given up.

Might give it a go, Peleas gripped the reins now that he shared Neil's "roster."Moreover, he had just seen the process of wizards casting spells.Take it easy, many spells are learned by doing...

"Once again, follow my orders—" the scholar called.

Everyone looked back in amazement, and had no time to worry, they took their positions again.Wizards construct spells simultaneously, and invisible energies flow throughout the field.

The silver mage raised his tin staff high, his posture and incantations were no different from those of the firespeaker, and the wizards entrusted them completely to him.The scattered magic fire condensed again and swept downward like a whip. The monsters couldn't dodge it and fled into the crowd.The fire whip swung again, sealing the eastern slopes, and they fled to the uninhabited west again.Dienrian warriors slay the dying monster.The few remaining horses ran to the opposite hillside...

It felt very strange, when so many strange flowing sensations surrounded him, his chest seemed to be empty, letting the wind pass through.The wizards passed by him, and together they swept the whole fire whip, and the monsters were scarred.Even Pelias couldn't believe it himself, he cast such a large offensive spell almost like using his arms.

It's best to solve it all at once, and Pelias doesn't plan to stop.

The flying arrow struck again, but was blocked by a warrior.

"Who!" The red-bearded man was furious, and the wounded Firespeaker lay in his arms, his lips turned white.

On the opposite cliff, there is a figure standing in the shadow of the moon.The clouds flowed, and the brilliance returned to the mountains. It seemed that several men were riding on the back of giant wolves, holding bows and arrows.Those people have light-colored hair, which is very conspicuous.

"The Iceborne?"

When did they appear, and why did they attack the Firespeakers?One of the archers blew his whistle, the sound was dull and indescribable.The monsters raised their heads and howled, as if they were responding to the whistle, and ran in the direction of the men.Several icelanders also rode wolves and disappeared from sight.

it's over.The people were exhausted, and the smoke faded in the wind.The wizards were talking about the battle just now.

Passing through the crowd, Peleas was too tired to walk, his body seemed to be filled with lead, but first he had to meet that man—the high priest of the Deenrians, the young Firespeaker.The young man was being held by the guard at the moment, and another wizard was treating the arrow wound for him. He might not be twenty years old.The young man's face was pale, but when he saw the scholar approaching, he still stood up and saluted him as a scholar.

"Zarrick." The young man smiled with difficulty, pointing to himself.

Master Silver bowed slightly and told people that his name was Pelias.

The author has something to say: I’m sorry, I promised to send greeting cards to everyone earlier, and I’ve bought all the cards, but I’ve been working on the graduation process and I forgot OTZ. I’ll definitely write tomorrow!

I met an old friend who appeared in "Evening Book" again.In the past, I paid close attention to the fate of all the little people. Maybe some people will show up later, and some people have passed away.

I'll point it out when they come up again~