The Skills Are All God-Level Passives, And The Job-Changing Mad God Of War!

Here, there is nothing but a huge stone... He was once a wizard.

That was more than 1,500 years ago.

At that time, Arirang was still an immature young man.

He followed his father and mother to this ancient castle and lived here for thirty-two years.

Although their lives are poor, they are happy and happy - they are wizards and have long lifespans. They can even extend their lives through meditation... They have enough time to cultivate their heirs. Make them a worthy successor.

They are the two best wizards in the Ali clan, so even now, their families are still enshrined in the Ali clan ancestral hall.

Those were the people he admired the most, they were the greatest ancestors of the Ali clan—all of these should have belonged to him.

What a pity...it's a pity that none of this exists anymore.

Arirang gritted his teeth, knowing that no one was to blame.

Perhaps a long time ago, he had also longed for such a day, but this expectation was not strong, because he was always a little afraid, afraid that a sudden disaster would occur and destroy this beautiful and happy village.

He is afraid that this beautiful homeland will suddenly disappear one day... He is also afraid that Abba and Grandma will leave suddenly.

"Abba, Ama..."

He murmured, he didn't know what he was muttering, but his tears couldn't help but flow down, dripping to the ground.

Unknowingly, he fell asleep.

I don't know how long he slept, but when he woke up, the sun was rising... Arirang rubbed his eyes and stood up.

He walked out of the cave and saw the outside world—he had been on this island for four weeks.

He didn't understand what kind of place this was. There were all kinds of strange flowers here... Arirang saw a red flower that was in full bloom.

Arirang picked this red flower from the flowers, put it to the tip of his nose and smelled it. The fragrance was fragrant... This fragrance seemed to be able to cleanse his heart.

He suddenly remembered, what is this-this is a kind of flower called Manjusawa. Ten kinds of beautiful and deadly flowers.

"Why did you come here?" An elderly man was walking towards him.

He is Arirang's father - the man's face is pale, his eyes are sunken, and he looks sickly.

Arirang frowned, "What are you doing here?"

The man pointed forward and said, "I heard your voice. You must be hungry, right?"

"When you're hungry, go home and eat." Arirang said coldly.

The man said: "Arirang, you shouldn't talk back to me...I am your father."

Arirang smiled, "Father...are you really my father?"

"How can you doubt your parents? Arirang!" the man scolded sternly, "We are a whole, we are all prosperous, and we are all harmed!"

Arirang sighed softly, suddenly fell to his knees on the ground, kowtowed a few times, and then suddenly looked up at the man.

Arirang said: "." Dad! Arirang realizes his mistake, please punish him!"

Dad was stunned for a moment, then sighed, knelt down, held his son's head, and asked kindly: "Arirang...why do you kowtow to me? I am your father and I am yours." Dad, you should call me grandpa."

"I don't know! I really don't know!! I really don't know what mistake I made, Dad!!" Arirang yelled.

"I just hope you understand, Arirang, don't be stubborn...don't do anything that violates the rules of the tribe (Nomo's), otherwise..."

"Abba! I understand what you said! But..." Arilang wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, "But what do you mean by asking me to get a wife and let me stay here? Do you want to Am I betraying myself? Nephew!"

"I just hope you find a partner who can take care of you in the future..." The man smiled bitterly.

"I don't need it!" Arirang gritted his teeth, "Dad, you don't understand!"

The man shook his head and said: "You will never understand... Arirang, your current situation is very bad. You must recover as soon as possible. You need a woman to help you!".