Create the Age of Magic

Those bad wolves saw that the guy who charged up was disembowelled, so they stopped staring at the little boy, and cast their ferocious eyes on Horn who was watching from a distance.

Corroded by negative energy, they swelled and rushed towards Horn regardless of the difference in strength between them and adults, but as soon as they rushed halfway, they all folded their tails and made a whining sound, then turned and ran away!

Compared with the invisible death around the little boy, they were more afraid of Horn's powerful aura.

Although they have become more ferocious, their animal instincts are still there. They instinctively know that Horn in front of them is definitely not something they can contend with!

But before they could take a few steps, weak electric sparks flashed from their bodies, and after the crackling sound, these bad wolves were all dead!

Since they have shown the rage corroded by negative energy, Horn can't let them go. These bad wolves are very dangerous to ordinary people.

Horn can't protect everyone, but he doesn't mind solving some potential threats to ordinary people as far as he can, of course, this is under the premise of not causing trouble to himself.

The little boy didn't look in Horn's direction, and these bad wolves fell and didn't attract his attention.

He ate wolf meat and drank wolf blood. Although it was difficult to swallow, he ate seriously. After all, it was impossible to live without eating.

And Horn looked at that serious look and didn't know what kind of mood he was in, it wasn't very good anyway.

That bloody mouth looked terrible to others, but to Horn it was very pitiful. He decided to take the little boy away and not let him stay here any longer.

It can't be said that there was any big touch, he just met the little boy's eyes.

Horn didn't know whether the feeling in his heart at this moment was because the little boy was a witch, maybe, maybe not, but Horn had already made a decision.

Yes, the little boy is a witch, and is supposed to be a talent related to negative energies or the dead.

During this month, Horn learned from Ian how to identify witches among ordinary people. Although he couldn't spot them at a glance like Ian, he could still find them under Horn's deliberate observation.

He had a hunch that he would see surprises in this little boy!

So Horn walked slowly towards the little boy.

"Don't come over." Seeing that Horn was about to come over, the little boy hurriedly said loudly in a childish voice.

When Horn killed those bad wolves just now, he didn't look up distractedly, but he reminded him when he was approaching.

Should it be said that he is very wary of people or should it be said that he is kind-hearted?

"why?"

Horn smiled gently at the little boy, but he didn't stop.

"Come again, you will die, so please don't fail to come."

The little boy lowered his head again and began to eat the flesh of the wild wolf. The most important thing is to be full. If he wants to eat after the corpse cools down, he will have to eat hard frozen meat.

These days he relied on the last bad wolf to survive, drinking snow water on the ground when he was thirsty, and eating wolf meat when he was hungry.

Because he can't leave!

He had already reminded Horn that there would be nothing he could do if he insisted on moving forward.

Pa, a bag of things fell in front of him, it was a small cloth bag with some dry food in it.

The little boy involuntarily shifted his eyes to the dry food, and swallowed a few times uncontrollably.

"Eat it, it's for you." Horn said with a smile seeing the little boy.

As soon as Horn's words fell, the little boy grabbed the dry food and stuffed it into his mouth non-stop, eating quickly as if he was afraid that someone would snatch it from him.

Who wants to eat raw meat when given the choice? It's not a wild beast that drinks blood.

The dry food was a bit dry, and the little boy struggled to swallow it. Horn took a look and took out his water bag and threw it over.

Now the distance between the two is actually a bit far, and the reason why Horn was able to accurately throw it to his side was actually guided by the hand of a mage.

The little boy picked up the water bag but did not open it. He looked at Horn with complicated eyes. This was the first time someone treated him so well.

"Drink it, the dry food is quite dry, and it will be difficult to eat without drinking water."

The little boy opened the water bag and gulped and drank it. At this moment, Horn took a few steps forward.

"Don't come here anymore, I beg you."

The little boy told Horn in a crying voice that it might be dangerous if Horn got closer!

Although he was full of hatred for the people in the village, he really couldn't bear to let Horn die like this for Horn, who was not frightened by him and who had always been nice to him.

In his world, there are few people who treat him well, and those who treat him badly beat him, kick him, and curse viciously, so Horn is a good person if he gives him food and smiles gently at him.

He has never experienced deception, so he is not a bit wary of Horn, because those who treated him badly before didn't bother to deceive him.

"Well, is it here?"

After taking a few more steps, Horn stopped, then sat down cross-legged on the spot, and stood up with his arms on his knees. Then Horn put his head on his hands and said to the little boy who was busy eating and drinking.

"Can we talk? I'm interested in you."

The little boy's movement of stuffing food into his mouth slowed down a bit. How did he know it was there?

"How do you know where to stop?" the little boy asked vaguely.

"Because I am a magician!"

"Magician, what is it?"

The little boy swallowed a mouthful of food and asked why the word appealed to him.

Occasionally, people have a special affection for nouns they heard for the first time when they were young, such as Ultraman, Dragon Fighter, Powerpuff Girls, Black Cat Sheriff, etc. The word magician for little boys is special .

"The short answer is someone who can use magic. Let's talk about you without mentioning that."

Horn leaned forward a little, watching the little boy tense, because a certain line was about to be crossed.

"Let's briefly introduce yourself first, why do you live in this place, and what's going on with those things."

Horn pointed to the ground around the little boy, covering a large circle with a diameter of more than 20 meters where the little boy was.

For some reason, the little boy felt particularly warm when facing Horn.

"Because I grew up in the cemetery and they are my friends."

The little boy took another mouthful of dry food. He enjoyed this feeling since he hadn't eaten proper food for a long time.

"Yo, this is really concise, let me ask, what's your name?" Horn said to the little boy with a long breath.

"I don't have a name."

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Negative emotions from Horn Memherin +666

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