Lord of Mysteries: Yao Guang

The giants are the "sun god of creation" and the most sincere allies.

This is a major change announced to the giants by the "God of Dawn" and the "Goddess of Harvest".

In addition to the angry "God of Honor", even the surviving giants among the stalkers of the royal court expressed their gratitude to Sasriel.

Most of the giants have simple minds, and the good and evil in their eyes are as clear as the two sides of a piece of paper, good and bad, couldn't be simpler.

If there is something unclear, then listen to what the more powerful people have to say - those who spoke before were the omnipotent Giant King in their hearts, but now those who speak are the queen and eldest son under the glory of the Giant King.

Only the "God of Honor" Bradl left the kingdom of giants to pursue the truth in his heart without being known to anyone.

Because he was still within Omi Bella's sight, Badheir did not interfere in this matter, because he had more urgent things to do - he was about to be promoted.

That's more important than tracking Bradl, who could bring uncertainty.

Badheir still did not tell anyone about the whereabouts of the "Dragon of Nightmares". This was their agreement. Even though he knew that his new allies cared about this matter, Badheir said nothing.

Everyone carefully hides their secrets behind them, just like the shadow that the sun will inevitably leave behind when it falls on an object.

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The skylark flew through the treetops in the courtyard, dodged a scorching airflow, and landed on Ourolius's shoulder.

"Is it also because of good luck this time?" Medici was lying on the fence outside the courtyard, swinging his legs without worrying about balance. He boredly retracted the stream of flames that had just popped up, so as not to really burn Uroliu. Si's drawing paper.

"It's easy to avoid." Zoya replied calmly, looking at the newly painted painting by Ourolius, and quickly recognized that it was the prototype of a self-portrait, and the man in the white robe and white hair was holding a hand. A fuzzy group of plaques.

After refining the mess of colors on the canvas, there should be only light-colored feather tufts of the skylark.

Zoya watched Ourolius gently put down the pen, repeating the process of applying and presenting.

Medici no longer harassed them, but closed his eyes, looking like he was taking a nap - if not for his right leg still hanging on the edge of the railing, rocking back and forth.

Before Oseikus walked into the courtyard, Medici noticed him first: "Why did Little Tails remember this? Do you think your taller-than-human clerk also needs several layers of good luck?"

Oseikus started to have a headache the moment he saw Medici. Hearing some provocative words, he just shook his head, and then looked in the direction of Ourolius: "Good morning, I'm here to see Zoya. , I want to see you."

Oseikus already knows Zoya's character very well. He will talk about everything directly, and making twists and turns will cause trouble to both parties. In this regard, His attitude towards Zoya was similar to His attitude towards Ouroleus.

Skylark tilted his head and looked at the motionless Ouroleus for a few seconds, confirming that Ouroleus had nothing to say, then Zoya spread her wings and flew up, landing in Oseikus's short blond hair.

Osykus immediately stabilized his neck and did not dare to let his head swing too much for fear that the bird would fall from above.

His move was actually too cautious. In fact, Skylark stood very stable and didn't care whether Osykus' head swayed at all.

What's more important is that Zoya can already fly. If she falls, she will just fly up again.

Medici never asked Zoya for her opinion before conducting the "Special Flame Training" on a whim, so Zoya became very adaptable to various unexpected situations.

Oseikus did not like the position Zoya settled in. After being promoted to the "Undark One", he would always inadvertently show the pride that he had suppressed in his heart.

Therefore, Medici's attitude towards Osykus became increasingly bad, but except for Ouroleus, he had the talent of being "disgusting" in the eyes of everyone.

Ouroleus nodded to Osykus and watched the young "Undark One" walk out of the pavilion with the skylark on his head, and soon disappeared outside the courtyard.

Medici clicked his tongue, then put his hands under his head to make himself lie more comfortably: "It's really boring, everyone is like this... When are we going to sea? I want to learn to swim. Surges.”

"The word Leodro said was 'swimming'." Ourolius responded calmly.

"I really want to fight." Medici yawned and looked at the warm and bright sun in the sky.

Ourolius was silent for two seconds and vaguely remembered some schedules. At least he still had some vague memories of them. Medici should not forget:

"I remember that the War Legion started daily training again this week. Aren't you going to supervise it?"

"...I don't want to go. Anyway, Leodro is in charge."

Ourolius' brush hovered in mid-air for a long time, and he seemed to have forgotten where the next stroke was supposed to land: "I thought you didn't recognize him."

"Yes, I quite hate him now," Medici said in a tone as if he was not annoying, and his feet dangling on the edge of the fence gradually stopped, "But he is very useful... What's the name of the word Lord Sasril mentioned? Oh, he is a 'talent'."

Ouroleus turned his head and said, "The Lord once said that in ten days, we will go to sea."

"When did you say that!? I have to go to the War Legion to watch them!"

Medici's words finally disappeared in mid-air, disappearing with a ball of flames flying in the air, heading straight towards the training ground.

Only then did Ourolius turn his gaze back to the painting: "When did you say that..."

He didn't think about it, just shook his head, raised his hand and added several strokes of grayish white paint to the canvas.

The white river gradually surrounds the main body in the middle of the painting, entangling the skylark and the figure holding it.

The silver light in Ouroleus' eyes surged, as if it was reflecting the painting, or seeing something else.

His pen stopped at a bend in the river, his eyebrows gradually knitted together, but he soon regained his composure.

Fate was twisted somewhere, Ourolius thought, hoping that it was not a bad thing.

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"Did you reshape His body?"

Amanysis looked at the skylark with complicated emotions, and when it took off from Oseikus' head, she subconsciously stretched out an arm to catch it.

This was easy for Him with six free arms.

"Amani, good day." Zoya said softly.

His greetings also contained a familiar buzzing sound. Through the light left on her, Amanisis could easily identify that the little bird in front of her, blinking its eyes and observing Him intently, was the condensed light. "Esther".

It's just that Dazhbog gave Him a new name, which made Amanysis a little unhappy, but this was just a small thing.

Oseikus said goodbye to the two people in the prayer room, bowed respectfully and exited the room, closing the door.

The darkness with dots of starlight fell from Amanysis's body, and the hidden power enveloped the room again, blocking out any possible prying eyes from the outside world.

Gently brushing the bird's feathers with her fingers, feeling the warmth and softness like a real creature, Amanisis couldn't help but let out a slight sigh of admiration.

He looked at Dazhberg: "How did you do it?"

Dariborg vaguely gestured in the air, and a globe, most of which was covered in blue, appeared directly in his hand: "The power of 'Utopia' is very wonderful, beyond my previous imagination."

Of course Amanysis recognized the planet and the familiar-looking continents on it. Because of the veil, no one could see the softening emotion in his eyes:

"But you still solved the 'Dragon of Fantasy'."

Dazhberg did not appear arrogant because of this, but shook his head gently: "That's because He is extremely afraid of something, and I have a very close contact with that material."

After a pause, he looked at Skylark: "The 'Lord of the Star Realm' you are talking about refers to the person who can control that kind of material?"

Skylark seemed to be lost in thought, but in the end he could not come up with a more precise answer, so he nodded: "In fact, that substance is the 'Lord of the Star Boundary'."

These words made Daribog fall into deep thought again, and his eyes fell back on the "earth" in his hand.

Amanisis saw what Dazhberg was thinking: "Do you think there is more than one kind of 'substance' like this?"

Before Dariborg spoke, Skylark nodded first: "The Lord of the Spirit World."

"This is consistent with the information I analyzed earlier. Maybe...do you still remember the stone slab I mentioned to you?" Dazhbog's last sentence asked about Amanisis.

"Of course I remember. You gave me all the formula for the 'Sleepless One'. I have to say that you really don't have much talent for naming names."

Dazhberg smiled: "The more intuitive name of the potion is also a straightforward guide for potion users, giving them some inspiration for following the potion style. Hermes's research in this area was one step ahead of me. He firmly believes that this can effectively avoid the risks involved in extraordinary power and minimize the probability of losing control."

The corners of Amanysis's mouth also curved, and he gently rubbed the glowing feathers on the skylark's head: "Hermes and those humans who dare to try medicine without help and protection are worthy of admiration."

Dazhberg sighed: "It's a pity that I haven't experienced that stage, and the reference experience I can provide them is much less..."

"Do you think that there are corresponding 'substances' for different extraordinary powers? You have mentioned this concept to me once before, 'uniqueness'."

"That's different." Daribog said firmly.

"What's the difference?" Amanysis had to admit that his curiosity had been completely aroused.

Daribog paused and said in a low voice: "I don't know... I don't know yet."

Amanysis looked at the skylark in her hand: "When you talked about the 'Lord of the Spirit World', you were not very happy."

Zoya just shook her head and did not answer.

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