After waking up

It was an absolutely beautiful day, perhaps not as romantic as the night, but all Farrow Lynch's vocabulary could not describe the beauty.

Sylvie's love with admiration, gratitude and touching can be said to be her wholehearted devotion to Farrow Lynch.

It was almost evening, and the clouds seemed to disperse over the city. When the afterglow of the setting sun shone through the window into the hotel room, Farrow Lynch woke up holding Xin Erwei.

Farrow Lynch felt the even breathing and warm body temperature of the person on his body. Even though he was covered with clothes, Farrow Lynch could still see something majestic when he lowered his head, and the exposed skin was covered with bruises.

In the past, no matter where Farrow Lynch's hand grabbed, she could feel unreserved cooperation. No matter how strong he was, she never let go. Even if the person he faced seemed like a predatory beast, she was willing to pounce on him.

Even at this moment, Xin Erwei's hair was still a little damp, as if it had been soaked in a waterfall of sweat.

Farrow Lynch carefully wiped Sylvie's hair with his shirt, as if he was afraid of breaking a precious work of art.

Xin Erwei was actually awake at this moment, and she couldn't help but reveal a happy smile on her lips. Although there was intense pain during that wild period, there was also even stronger pleasure, not only on the physical level, but also on the spiritual level. Double feeling.

Xin Erwei was very happy that she managed to hold on until the last powerful wave, although at that moment she almost fainted due to excessive excitement.

Farrow Lynch covered Xin Erwei more tightly. This was the first time that he lingered on other things more than the sunlight he could see.

Not far from the corner of this doorway, there is a ray of sunset, so close to Farrow Lynch, so within reach.

The Book of Dawn not far away was emitting a faint light, as if to remind Farrow Lynch, who slowly raised his hand and watched his hand reach into the sunlight with calm eyes.

Warm and bright, no burning, no pain!

Sunshine is no longer an obstacle or an unattainable dream, but has become a natural part of human life.

Farrow Lynch hugged Sylvie a little tighter, with sparkling eyes but no tears. From the physical and soul levels, a rhythm of magic was like the breathing between cells, and it fluctuated in accordance with his emotions.

One hundred percent complete control, one hundred percent perfect recovery, wanting to become a human being has exceeded the limit at the moment of success!

The ranks and levels of the resuscitator's path seem to be ineffective for Farrow Lynch. Naturally, his power response cannot reach the abundance level, but he has directly surpassed the resuscitator stage, surpassed the undead stage, and achieved the ability of the resurrector. Some ability - walking in the sun.

In the traditional magic theory system, those above the level of abundance are known as "the door to the elements".

In the knowledge theory of ancient Waratar wizards, the stage of pure elements is also a stage that belongs to "elves". It does not mean that you can become elves, but if elves really exist, then they should be at least in this stage.

Therefore, the stage of opening the door of elements was also called the "elvenization" stage.

Naturally, it was impossible for Farrow Lynch to know so many details, and Mullan never told them. Not to mention that the time was tight and the tasks were heavy. There was a lot of more important knowledge to record. Even if there was still some surplus, Mullan would not Thinking of this level, at least the necessary knowledge will be refined.

Now, even if Mullan is here, he cannot accurately define Farrow Lynch's rank and status. It can only be said that he has blazed a path of his own.

Farrow Lynch just sat quietly, and then he heard a noise on the other side of the stairs, which should be the footsteps of the shop owner.

Xin Erwei also opened her eyes at this moment, just in time to meet Farrow Lynch's lowered eyes, and a blush suddenly appeared on her face.

"It's time for us to get up. The children will wake up and see it later."

Having slept all day, the two children might wake up at any time, but because they were too tired before, they might just sleep another night.

There was a knock on the door soon, and the innkeeper brought water and some food. Farrow Lynch and Xin Erwei finally took out the large-denomination Dilga coin. The innkeeper did not refuse. Maybe one day the city will Once it returns to normal, you can find a way to redeem it.

At dusk, Sylvie and her two children were eating next to the bed, and Farrow Lynch put the Book of Dawn on his lap. At this moment, he had the courage to open the book.

"Then, let me see what you wrote, Mulan!"

The symbols on the cover of the Book of Dawn gradually appeared, not obviously, but the temperature of the book was rising faintly.

Farrow Lynch frowned slightly. At this moment, he felt as if he was not opening a book, but as if he were opening a dangerous door. Just inserting his fingers into the seam of the book would cause waves of heart palpitations, as if there were terrifying beasts. Roaring.

How is this going? Will Mulan harm me? impossible! This is my only friend, he can't harm me! So where does the danger come from?

Farrow Lynch hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and opened the book. He must have just opened it to find out!

Brush~

Endless rays of light shot out from the book, extremely far away and extremely bright. Endless heat waves emerged from the book. It seemed as if a giant monster of light and heat appeared in front of us. It rolled and burned with dazzling light. This was the symbol of dawn, and it was the same as the original Pharolin. The moment when Qi saw Mulan in the secret room was the same.

At this moment, Mulan, who was taking a nap in the car during the march, suddenly opened his eyes, feeling a burning sensation in his palms.

The Book of Dawn has been opened. Being able to open this book means being recognized by the book. Judging from the current situation, this person can only be Farrow Lynch!

In the hotel room, Xin Erwei and the children were still eating, and there was no abnormality at all, let alone any light coming out of the room.

Farrow Lynch clutched the book tightly. In the light, the secret chapter seemed to be unfolding at the level of consciousness. A rotating substance that covered the sky and filled with terrifying aura was getting closer and closer. It seemed to lead to the endless abyss, leaking out the horror. breath.

The content of the Book of Dawn was presented to Farrow Lynch in a more visual sense than sound.

Chapter One, recording the terrifying whirlpool.

This is a special presentation, the self-presentation of the Book of Dawn. It presents the secrets it guards in the most appropriate way to those who are qualified to read it, and Farrow Lynch is bearing this shock!

After a long time, Xin Erwei walked to the door and found Farrow Lynch reading a book in a daze.

"Lynch?"

Farrow Lynch's body trembled slightly and he looked at Sylvie, his blank eyes gradually changed and he smiled.

"What's wrong?"

"You go get something to eat."

"Okay, I'll be right over"

After watching Xin Erwei turn around, Farrow Lynch looked down at the closed Book of Dawn again, his fists slowly clenched, and his eyes became sharp.

Until this moment, Farrow Lynch seemed to finally understand why Mulan was always so confident, always so arrogant, and always so hateful and dismissive of evil.

Because Mulan-Jonest's goals are too much higher than ordinary things, his vision is not what some young people can imagine, and the two are not on the same level at all. As a true warrior, a man who dares to do something for the world And those who rebel against the world have the right to be arrogant!

This is both Mullan-Jonest's pride and the loneliness he faces.

Farrow Lynch believed that if he asked for a peaceful life, Mullan would never stop him.

Now that Farrow Lynch has achieved the beauty he dreamed of, he should probably find a place to live quietly. Even if he knows the truth in the Book of Dawn, escaping for decades may not be a problem.

But destruction will eventually come, and one day everyone will face the cruelty of reality. Even if Xin Erwei can escape, what about the two children and their descendants?

The sad thing about this world is that perhaps only those who belong to "Dawn" are really fighting. As Mullan said, only the truly brave people will be truly recognized by Dawn.

Human nature has its beauty, and there is too much beauty in the world. Only those who truly cherish this moment will understand the meaning of protection.

The Book of Dawn has saved Farrow Lynch and the others many times, but this kindness is enough to make people hesitate in the face of the driving force brought by the content of the book, but this does not include Farrow Lynch.

It is precisely because Farrow Lynch starts from the purest beautiful emotions and deeply understands that using avoidance to enjoy a moment of beauty is fragile and unknown. To him, it is even a bit despicable to a certain extent!

‘If this is the enemy you face, I will do my best for this noble goal as I promised! This is not just for you, but also for myself, for Xin Erwei, and for all the beauty in the world! ’

Farrow Lynch looked into the room, where he could see the children's calves and hear their laughter in the corner of the bed. He closed his eyes and gently placed his right hand on the book cover to carry his soul with him. The trembling voice of magic shouted in a low voice.

"I swear by the faith in my heart, I am willing to join the dawn and protect what I love, what I love, and what I hope for until eternity."

At this moment, the Book of Dawn was as hot as a soldering iron, and Farrow Lynch felt that the magic power in his body was boiling together.

Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle.

A sound that can only be heard in the mind sounded. It was a brand that engraved the body and soul and even magic power.

When Farrow Lynch raised his right hand again, a mark of dawn appeared on his palm. He clenched his hand and stood up, looking out the window into darkness after sunset.

What you hold in your hands is the true light beyond the sun. Even if the night falls, there will always be someone holding up the torch!