Extraordinary pedigree

Public rest area.

The raging sea of ​​fire swept forward mercilessly, the strong flames twisted the air, and the whole world was sealed in a scorching purgatory.

The students of Serpentis College stood in the public area in a daze, their eyes full of fear and despair.

The flames devoured everything around them greedily like a beast, and were about to burn them all.

Standing in front of the sea of ​​fire, Camille's face was calm and resolute.

The flaming sword in her hand turned into a stream of light after killing the serpent monster, and disappeared again in the black hat in her hand, and she stood alone again beside the students.

At this moment, she no longer had the divine weapon in her hand.

However, without that sword, she would not choose to succumb to danger.

"Hu~"

Camille exhaled in a low breath, and the white personality mask covering her face glowed with a cold light.

With her will, she separated the other eight personalities from her body. These masked avatars gathered around her like her shadows. Each avatar wore a mask of different colors, held a magic wand, and faced the blazing wall of fire.

When everyone was in despair, the brave man stood in front of danger again.

"Sea water bites!!!"

Camille and her personalities chanted in unison, and nine magic powers turned into nine surging waves, gushing out from the top of their magic wands and rushing towards the blazing sea of ​​fire.

The huge waves carried cold chill and moisture, and collided with the rolling flames, instantly stirring up countless steaming white mist, and the explosion sound of water and fire meeting "hissing".

However, this was only a short stagnation. After only a moment of containment, the sea of ​​fire ignited again and swallowed the nine huge waves.

The students of Serpentis College, who were originally sluggish around them, flashed a trace of surprise and hope in their eyes.

Seeing this brave man standing in front of the sea of ​​fire without fear of life and death, they seemed to be inspired.

The students raised their wands one by one and chanted the same spell:

"Sea Bite!"

"Frost Ray!"

"Ice Wall!"

Magic waves and magic spells continuously poured out from the wands of many students, rushing towards the raging sea of ​​fire again like a raging tide, trying to stop this ruthless destruction.

Boom——

Boom————

The students were united, and the magic power intertwined into a blue torrent, rushing out to meet the invincible flames.

Puff! ! ! !

However, the huge difference in rank lay before them like a chasm, and the flames were like an unstoppable beast, stubbornly swallowing all the waves.

Although huge waves surged up one after another, the sea of ​​fire still rolled forward, unstoppable.

Despair gradually emerged on the faces of students one after another. Their strength seemed insignificant, like a small boat in the sea, swaying in the storm and could be swallowed up at any time.

Camille narrowed her eyes slightly, her eyes were still calm and resolute.

Although she was exhausted, her hands never stopped casting spells. She would fight to the last moment.

The students around her had gradually fallen into despair, and the movements of waving their wands in their hands became mechanical and numb.

Especially the students of the Giant Serpent Sect, there was no longer any confidence in their eyes. The Auror Lucas Kelasel, who had provoked the leader before, had already collapsed on the ground, like a broken clown, curled up helplessly.

The students' resistance could not make up for the terrible power of the 9+ ring spell after all.

In the face of the huge difference in rank, even in the face of the aftermath of the spell, their united resistance seemed a little... ridiculous.

Rumble--

The raging sea of ​​fire rolled over like a beast, and the flames roared and tore through the air, rushing straight towards Camille.

She held the black hat tightly in her hand, her expression firm, and she did not flinch.

A huge wave of flames swept in with a blazing heat wave, and everyone looked at the destructive force in despair, unable to avoid it.

Boom! ! ! !

Suddenly.

A huge roar filled the ears, and the heat and dust in the air hit everyone.

The students around instinctively raised their hands to protect their eyes, and Camille was no exception, but the moment she raised her arm to protect her eyes, she felt that the familiar hat in her palm was gone.

Her heart trembled suddenly, and she realized something in an instant. She opened her eyes eagerly and looked forward through the arm that protected her eyes.

In the sight filled with wind and sand, a familiar figure stood quietly in the sea of ​​fire, motionless, as solid as a rock.

The figure was slender and upright, and the golden hair was like a stream of light, shining with a metallic luster under the fire.

He was wearing a black windbreaker, and the edge of the windbreaker was blown by the wind and sand, making a rustling sound.

In this sea of ​​red fire, the outline of the black windbreaker was particularly conspicuous, as if some kind of transcendent existence was slowly descending from heaven and earth.

"You have really grown a lot, Camille."

The familiar figure finally slowly turned sideways and looked at her with a slight bow.

The golden hair shone like a candlelight under the light of the fire. There was a faint smile on his face, and his eyes were as deep and warm as an ancient well.

[Dawn·Fire God·Open the Way——]

The flames were still roaring, but around Xia Xiu they seemed to be completely submissive. The huge fire tornado was spinning around him, and the flames were tumbling in the air, forming a dazzling fire curtain, which made him look like a god above the fire.

The terrified shouts and noisy cries of the students beside her blurred into the background in her ears, as if at this moment, only the scene in front of her was left between heaven and earth.

The rolling waves of fire were entangled into huge circles of tornadoes, and the flames were intertwined with golden and red brilliance, making the figure of the young man look as majestic as a mountain.

The deafening roar, the roar of the flames and the panicked shouts around seemed to be suppressed by his presence.

Camille stared blankly, with thousands of thoughts surging in her heart, but for a while, she was blocked in her chest and couldn't say a word.

She wanted to respond to him and say something, but the emotion made her choke for a while.

At this moment, the world around her seemed to be still, leaving only her and the figure in front of her, as if all the anxiety and tension had turned into nothingness, and the corners of her eyes were even slightly moist - it must be the heat of the sea of ​​fire that made her eyes tear up.

Xia Xiu smiled and nodded slightly to Camille, greeting his old classmate after a long separation.

Then, he stopped and looked forward. A silver magic wand appeared in his right hand, flashing a cold and pure light - this was naturally the [Heaven's Lever] that had turned into a magic wand.

He raised his hand and pointed the magic wand steadily at Isabel Kelasel, who was still struggling in the distance. Her magic power was surrounded by a deep network, revealing an arrogant and fiery breath.

Buzz buzz buzz buzz! ! ! !

The silver magic wand burst out with a strong silver-white light in his hand. The power condensed at the tip of the wand was compressed to the extreme. The focus of the world gathered at one point, outlining a perfect [∞] symbol, and the light was as dazzling as the sun.

At this moment, the blazing flames around seemed to sense the arrival of the blond young man, and began to rise up, forming a huge fire tornado. It was like a giant beast from hell that received some invisible command and slowly circled around the figure of the young man. The flames were no longer violent, but with a kind of solemn awe, they coiled high, as if welcoming a supreme being.

"I finally found the hole in the deep network."

Xia Xiu showed a brilliant smile on his face.

[Lever of Heaven·Electronic Pump·Open Heaven——]

The momentum of the fire tornado connected the sky and the ground, and the light of the flames illuminated everything around like daylight. It seemed that only the figure of the blond young man was left between heaven and earth. He stood in the flames, and the flames around him swirled like crawling, as if welcoming a sun god who was above everything.

Above Serpentis College, the fire tornado soared into the sky like a giant dragon, the flames rushed straight into the sky, the heat waves surged, and the surroundings were illuminated into a dazzling daylight.

The towering flames were like a burning Optimus Prime, connecting the ground and the sky in a line, the blazing light tore the sky apart, and even the air was filled with scorching power.

The fourth sword bearer of the Kingdom of Heaven opened his arms and laughed loudly:

"It's time for you to appear in this grand drama - don't be stingy, just draw all the power you need from me."

"Go, messenger of the Ouroboros curse, flap your wings and fly over every inch of the Naga Ring."

"Hold the torch of truth high, and the bell of liberation has already rung!"

The angel responded with the cheering cries of countless Holy Spirit doves.

"Coo-coo-coo-"

"Coo-coo-coo-"

"Coo-coo-coo-"

Around the fire tornado, countless Holy Spirit doves were jubilant, their wings seemed to be made of pure golden particles, shining brightly, accompanied by the sound of "coo-coo", constantly circling the fire tornado, as pious and firm as pilgrims.

Every Holy Spirit dove soared past, leaving a golden tail of light in the air, like dots of starlight, weaving a brilliant and sacred picture.

The students in the academy looked up at this epic scene in horror. The usually rebellious Aurors were also stunned and looked at it stiffly.

Fear, awe, and even a trace of deep shock took root in everyone's heart.

Wherever the fire tornado passed, even the city of Arcadian outside the academy was bathed in this light. The whole city was as bright as day as if it was swallowed by the scorching sun.

Boom! ! ! !

At this moment, the fire tornado suddenly hit the sky, accompanied by a roar, and the blazing flames began to hit the crystal wall of the sky like flowing magma.

"Crack!!!!"

A fine crack gradually spread on the sky, spreading like a spider web.

Seeing this, the Holy Spirit pigeons excitedly flew towards the crack, and the light particles between their wings began to split rapidly, transforming into more pigeon shadows.

Thousands of holy pigeons emerged from the cracks, shining with golden light, like a holy meteor shower, and spread across the sky with extremely excited coos.

In this crack filled with golden light, countless holy pigeons flew out in all directions, flying to the entire city of Arcadia, and even further.

With Arcadia as the center, every continent of the Naga Ring - Akares, Zerkos, Lortan, Elsinnia, all places where wizards gathered, there were fine cracks in the sky, followed by flocks of holy pigeons, soaring above every sky on the continent.

In the prosperous city of Akares, the ancient forest of Zerkos, the snow-capped mountain top of Lortan, and the vast grassland of Elsinnia, the pigeons soared with glory, spreading their feathers over every inch of land.

The light particles of the pigeons carried irresistible magic, gently passing over people's eyes, bringing an indescribable hope and awe.

Even the prison of Navaheban, where wizards were imprisoned, could not block the arrival of the Holy Spirit Doves. The prisoners looked up at the sky and saw these Holy Spirit Doves, which symbolized purity and hope, soaring. They were surprised and eager.

At this moment, the four continents of the Naga Ring, whether it was the wizard tower, the gathering place of dark alleys, or the towns and villages where mortals lived, were illuminated everywhere between heaven and earth, all bathed in the light of the radiant Holy Spirit Doves. Golden light particles enveloped the earth, accompanied by the sacred doves circling and dancing, and the tide of light penetrated every corner and every heart.

With this holy light, the sound that shook the sky also fell from top to bottom, sweeping across the entire Naga Ring like an invisible wave, with a steady and resolute power:

"To all my fellow Naga Rings, my name is Hugh Abraham.

At this moment, I am speaking to all the people in the wizard world through the deep network of the Naga Ring."

The voice echoed like a holy book, penetrating the air and countless souls.

Every wizard connected to the Sage Network, whether he is on the top of a mountain or in the countryside where mortals live, is shocked and shaken, as if a dusty door suddenly opens, revealing another real and magnificent world.

The voice of the fourth sword bearer of the Kingdom of Heaven continued to spread, gentle but irresistible:

"I will spread all the Ouroboros spells that cannot be controlled by the Parseltongue in the land of Naga Ring, and all the restrictions of the Kailasel family will be lifted.

My goal is to completely transform the Sage Network.

However, the Kailasel family tried to stop me, monopolizing the resources of the magic network with blood, and trying to imprison the people of the entire Naga Ring in their will.

Can you accept such an arrogant and beastly vision?

If not - then resist!

The power of the Ouroboros is given to you, not for me, but for each of you."

The voice gradually became higher, with inspiring power, like a soul-shaking hymn:

"Resist, because you all have a desire in your heart, and a cognition that the old order can no longer satisfy our future.

Resist, because you pursue New things, a better future, these arrogant guys teach you to hate, isolate, and despise.

And me? I don't hate.

I think that mortals are not inferior, but different; they are not worthless, but have a different meaning.

They are not disposable items, but have infinite qualities.

Only those who have virtues can be called real people; only those who live for noble causes can be called people. "

The pigeons kept circling, with holy light, circling up to the sky, and the voice of the angel became more and more magnificent, like a declaration that stirred between heaven and earth:

"What kind of world can we build for the Naga Ring and for mankind!"

"A world that exists for freedom, for truth, and for love."

The voice became clearer and echoed in every corner, as if to leave an indelible mark in everyone's hearts.

"The time has come, to join hands, to take our rightful place, and not let this vision become a bubble.

For this is our enemy - the arrogant blood, their lust for power, their barbaric behavior.

Their butcher knives will peel you off one by one, just because you seek freedom and truth."

"Maybe there are brothers among you who belong to the Auror family - then come closer and stand on our side.

They killed countless followers, slandered me as the Dark Lord, and sacrificed those wizards and witches who yearned for freedom, just because they sought the truth.

Now, swear to me, swear to the spirit of the Ouroboros - fight for the true Naga Ring!

Stand by me. Fight for this land and for freedom.

Only in this way can the power of the Ouroboros awaken. Only in this way can you recognize yourself."

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Hugh Abraham's declaration spread everywhere, shining like a flame at noon

The words of the angels penetrated the universe and resounded to the four corners.

Like the dawn, the light penetrates the abyss and awakens all things from darkness; like thunder strikes the sky, allowing the heart that dares not speak to speak.

However, people's hearts are different, and the hearts of the masses are like the surging sea.

Some are afraid of it, as if seeing a torrent rolling and unable to resist.

They are terrified and tremble, calling it "the temptation of the dark devil" and "the sign of the end of the world."

Some believe in it, as if receiving the highest grace, and murmur it as "the gift of the sun."

Their words are full of gratitude, their hearts are hungry and thirsty, and they hope to drink from the fountain of truth.

Others, kneeling down and touching their heads to the dust, call it the advent of gods;

Their faces are mixed with sadness and joy, their hearts are pious, and they chant:

"The Lord of Praise has come, this is the glorious day."

The scholars look at each other, their eyes are deep, as if facing the abyss of mystery.

Their words are low and cautious, and they speculate in their hearts.

Because the meaning of what Hugh Abraham said is both true and illusory, like revealing all secrets, and like a hidden undercurrent.

When the bloodline sees it, their hearts burn like flames and their teeth bite like sharp blades;

Their anger burns, their hands hold weapons, and they gnash their teeth in resentment, wishing to take his head and pull out his bones to correct his name.

And those who have been imprisoned in darkness, who have been hopeless for a long time, their hearts are as silent as a cesspool, and suddenly see the dawn, and the fire of ecstasy rekindles in their eyes.

It laughed loudly, shouted and jumped, calling itself "the Lord of the Savior of the Evil", devouring all darkness and granting freedom.

At that time, the voice of the declaration was still in my ears, like a tide of glory, stirring the heart.

It was like a sharp blade, piercing the body of all things; it was like a seed, implanted in the soil of people's hearts.

In Akares, Zerkos, Lortan, and Elsinnia, wizards and mortals were all moved by its words.

The seeds of the declaration have been deeply planted, and only God knows what kind of fruit the sprouts will become.

All these things foreshadow that a violent turmoil will soon sweep across the entire Naga Ring and even the Hundred Layers of the World.

It was the first roar of the storm, the precursor of thunder, and the foreshadowing of the destruction of all established orders.

The flames surged like a tide, with an irresistible momentum, reflecting this world as if it were under the scorching sun.

At this moment, the declaration has been heard from the sky, accompanied by countless holy doves to the world. Wherever it goes, whether it is the towering wizard tower or the dark underground market, it is trembling because of these words.

Wherever the declaration is heard, people are either terrified, or silent in deep thought, or leaping with joy - but no one is indifferent.

Like water flowing into a river, spreading out, raising waves; like sparks igniting hay, turning it into a prairie fire.

The precursor of turmoil has already lurked in every piece of land, like a flame in the undercurrent, like a giant beast that has been sleeping for thousands of years, gradually waking up and quietly moving.

People from all walks of life and every corner are moved by this declaration.

Those in high places, family dignitaries, and bloodline families are angry and fearful when they hear it, as if they have seen the phantom of the peak of power crumbling and the sharp blade about to fall on them.

They all gnashed their teeth, secretly vowing to completely wipe out this "rebellion" in order to consolidate their own great cause.

The wise men and scholars gathered in the gray library, carefully pondering the meaning of these words.

It was both a word of inducement and a question of the ages, triggering their doubts about the existing order of this world.

The mortals and the deprived lower-level wizards were like travelers lost in the desert who saw the river in the distance. They no longer had only fear in their hearts, but also had hopes that they had never had before.

For them, these words were like a new light, igniting the inner fire that had been blocked and suppressed for thousands of years, illuminating a wider world.

Everything was destined to be different.

From this moment on, every corner of the Naga Ring and the Hundred Layers of the World will no longer be peaceful, and people will respond to this declaration in their own ways and with their own strength.

Whether out of indignation or gratitude, whether rising up to resist or lying in wait, whether harboring hatred or yearning for freedom, every life will be involved in this storm when it comes, and must not stay out of it.

The Dark Lord's declaration will ignite the flames of people's hearts.

The Ouroboros curse will become the root of cholera.

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