People often say that you look old at the age of three.
It’s hard to imagine that there can be people in the world talking to themselves, chatting with a four-year-old child who is reading alone in the library.
From astronomy and geography to national government affairs, from magic catechism to past racial disputes, he is tireless and sincere.
He is not a lunatic in the public sense, and he even holds a high position of power - people can only be forced to interpret this kind of behavior as "amiable".
Everest.
This person is the great magician with the most illustrious reputation and the most apprentices who has been certified by the royal family of the Kingdom of Cole.
Naturally, the great magician's affairs have their own reasons, so how can they be called crazy?
It's just that Mogan's father, Lindro, was not very talented in literature, so he gave someone a thumbs up and made a date with him.
Since he is that person, no matter how outrageous things are, there is still a very subtle sense of rationality when he thinks about it.
Closer to home, according to the inside story that Mogan knew, this great magician was born as an orphan. He was adopted by the great magician of the elves in Cole at an early age. As a human child, he was taught magic by the elves. After he grew up, he somehow... Then he took refuge in the Kingdom of Cole.
The great magician didn't deliberately hide his surname, but he didn't have a surname at all.
According to the tradition of the Cole Kingdom, those who are naturalized can choose another person's surname or make up their own surname to fill in the form to settle in.
However, Everest had always been a black man living in the elves before this, and had never considered such trivial matters.
With his powerful magical power, he was personally invited by the king at the time, and was given an additional moment of "royal gift qualification". However, Everest thought hard about the issue of surname, which seemed trivial in comparison, and thought about it for a long time.
He found that the surname was easy to crash, not unique enough, and the one he made up was not eye-catching, and it did not make people’s eyes shine.
At that time, King Cole in the palace was still wondering if there was no news and whether the mage wanted to repent, so Everest came to find him himself.
He got straight to the point and asked if he could use the royal gift in exchange for not having to fill in his surname. He would be unique and just put his name on the roster.
For this reason, the great magician Everest became the only person without a surname in the household registration records of the Kingdom of Cole.
It has been more than ninety years since the elves were gradually weakened, their habitat and living environment were deteriorating, and the last group was judged to be extinct.
No matter how you estimate it, this great magician who is now directly affiliated with the royal family must be at least a hundred years old.
As for the "victim", of course Mogan is not the only one.
Because there was a torturous time in his childhood when he was forced to "communicate and play with children of the same age", after barely distinguishing the effective information from the children's words, Mo Gan also had a relatively clear understanding of the "business scope" of the great magician.
He not only likes to find children from noble knights' families, children of castle servants, children of weavers, children of grooms, and so on.
There are even times when the child cannot be found, and if a foal is encountered in the wild, extra care will be given to it.
Some people have analyzed why the great magician with a high status has such a hobby, and in the end they can only conclude that perhaps it is the shortcomings of his childhood friend that make the great magician somewhat problematic.
This is already a very euphemistic description.
Compared to adults, Everest, who grew up among the elves, might be kinder to relatively innocent children and use this kind of chat to gain comfort from the loss of old friends.
——But his resume has nothing to do with the word "purity".
The "illness" was even more serious. Morgan felt embarrassed when he heard the substitute, and felt that he could build a whole new miniature Grand Manor with his toes.
Before the princess ascended the throne, the powerful magician only used his magic ability to frighten a large number of people who wanted to seize the throne. But after the queen secured the throne and the war ended, Everest took action personally and became the feared smiling tiger.
As an extremely powerful mage, Everest rarely fights or hurts anyone. He just relies on magic to constantly travel around the capital to obtain information that ordinary people cannot obtain.
When the rebels are preparing to carry out their last plan, they can see the most powerful mage in the kingdom smiling, visiting in person, and coming to the rebels' residence or office uninvited.
His men fought hard to subdue the remnants, and only when the local inspector came to arrest him did Everest personally take action.
He would read out the contents of his investigation with great emotion, talk freely in front of the culprit, and make light-hearted jokes...
At the same time, they were deprived of all their titles, properties, manors, and everything they had gained in their lifetime business operations with reasonable justification.
What is completely different from when dealing with children is that this kind of conversation is often accompanied by the frightened eyes of the person being told, as if they have seen a ghost, and the silence of despair.
This is a story that happened twenty or thirty years ago, but it seems a bit far away now.
Morgan knew this because someone specifically told him that Everest had strange methods, but he might be a good person and fairly trustworthy.
This characteristic, which outsiders call him a "smiling tiger", seems to be synonymous with hypocrisy.
In fact, every action and reaction of Everest comes from the heart, all sincere thoughts that ordinary people cannot understand, but of course exist.
Everest embodies a conclusion with his strength-when a man has great power and great ability, what kind of news can he create that has never been done before or since.
He is really happy.
From this point of view, Everest may be regarded as a "hedonistic" lunatic who is not understood by others, but is so powerful that others must understand, and is very unreasonable.
However, although Mo Gan had heard the inside story, he had never met this person at all.
It's just that he can vaguely realize now that he is not targeting others, and they might be able to collect information about him easily.
So what would you do if you use these elements to take advantage of yourself and then escape calmly?
At this moment, the crowd suddenly became chaotic.
The noise suddenly woke Mogan up.
"Run quickly!"
"That's too late!"
It was difficult for Morgan to observe, and he quickly approached the white stone table and chairs in the center of the most chaotic crowd, where no one was stopping him.
Several mages who were originally guarding fell to the side, but they were not seriously injured. They just sat on the ground one by one, stunned by the shock.
They seemed to be bounced away just because they were in the way - the one whose condition was really different was the shark man Austin.
At this time, Austin's expression was extremely ferocious, and the scales under his eyes were covered with dark blood vessel patterns from unknown time.
He had a splitting headache, gasping for air, his back arched, and his body shaking uncontrollably, while the remains of the previous ceramic cup were scattered on the table.
Some of the sharp fragments punctured his left hand, but Austin seemed to feel no pain. He continued to exert force as if he was unaware of this, which also stimulated the wound accordingly. Blood still poured out of the wound that was still mixed with the fragments, and lay on the table. The flow has spread into a pool of blood.
Within a few seconds, dark purple blood began to drip down from the edge of the table, and Austin's other hand pressed the fingertips firmly on the edge of the stone chair. The overexerted hand was frighteningly white, and the nails were raw on the stone. Traces were made.
These signs prove that he himself is trying his best to restrain this situation of being out of control.
"Control it!"
"What nonsense are you talking about? Am I a fool!" Austin took the time to shout angrily, "Why don't you find someone who gave you this glass of water!"
After crushing the cup, he discovered the source of the problem, but he could not stop what was happening now.
Mo Gan followed the crowd's gaze and was also startled.
I don't know when it started, but a tsunami seemed to rise out of thin air and hit from far away from the seaside.
The huge blue waves have no end in sight. The tides here are very regular, and natural disasters of this type almost never happen. Mogan immediately thought of another talent of the Sharman tribe.
Mermaids and mermaids share the same ancestry and are both darlings of the ocean. Compared with the weather magic that mermaids control through singing, the relationship between mermaids and ocean weather is a passive skill.
According to legend, the Sharman tribe did not accept the gifts from their hometown, but they were also "pampered" by the power of the ocean.
When they are unable to control themselves with anger and are within reach of ocean currents, the deep sea will respond to their expectations, temporarily withdrawing the power associated with their talents and helping them destroy everything they can see.
In other words, Austin himself may not want to achieve this goal, but the potion mixed into the water glass is something that can make him lose control of his anger.
The power contained in the potion was just right, allowing Austin to use up his last bit of strength to forcibly confine himself to the chair.
Apart from this, he was already gifted for being able to cuss out a few curse words. He was unable to forcibly take back the power that exploded when it first took effect, so he had to exhaust the rest of his experience and be trapped in a chair and take a deep breath.
The terrifying tsunami swept over, and the dark blue wave splashed to a height of tens to hundreds of meters. Most people were unable to escape directly.
Just as Mogan was searching in his mind for a spell that could reduce the impact or cover up the "rain", chants from the other side rang in his ears.
That was Lucifer's voice.
Only then did Mo Gan react.
The influence of the spell Lucifer cast was far beyond imagination. He had just turned his attention to other places briefly and almost ignored that there was such a person sitting here.
A cold and swift spell came from under the wizard's robe. Being at a close distance, Mogan could hear every ancient syllable that was pronounced clearly, being spoken one by one in such an urgent situation. The caster of the spell was very sure of the situation.
All the characters that were endowed with magical powers during the chanting seemed to quickly turn into another existence in the air.
They dispersed to the sky in an instant, and then dispersed. The main reason why Mo Gan could see this invisible existence was because of the sudden appearance of a white focus in the huge waves.
The moment from the moment of contact took less than half a second.
The snow-white ice seemed to appear out of thin air in the wave, and then spread rapidly, freezing the majestic tsunami scene here.
The instigator is still sitting in the same place, and no one except Mogan can find out who stopped this in the chaos.
The whole place seemed to fall silent.
Until the ice on the top of my head slipped due to the warm weather. It should have fallen into the crowd, but for some reason it turned into powder in the air.
Mogan glanced at His Majesty King Lestu, who was still motionless, with his peripheral vision, and then looked up.
The giant waves that were instantly frozen showed a slightly curved streamlined arc, and the lines of each wave were clearly visible. Except for turning into an opaque white color, they were almost the same as when they were lapping down.
It's like someone carefully carved a giant statue called "Wave" here. The workmanship is extremely exquisite and lifelike - but it may take more effort to carve such a scene.
The tsunami ice sculpture directly spreads to half of the open beach, blocking the sunlight from half of the pier. It is extremely difficult to see the end of the width.
At the end of the frozen waves, the relatively transparent ice can also pass through a ray of sunlight and shine on the heads of the people below. The surface of the beach was also affected, and a patch of frost formed on the surface where the seawater had not been drained.
Mogan couldn't help but gasp as he witnessed the formation of everything in front of him and digested the information contained in it.
But this time, it was a genuine "breath of coolness".
In front of me and beside me, in the sky and on the earth, this is the scene.
Like the Ice Age.
