Super Dimensional Wizard

This is a country of abundance. It is said to be rich, but in fact it is just a long-cherished wish of the royal family. Because more than three-quarters of the country's land area is desert, and the sunshine temperature is extremely high. It is not an easy task to build an ideal and fertile country in the desert.

On this day, on the northeastern border of Fenghuo Country.

The scorching sun is scorching the oasis town. Even the residents who have lived here for generations, no one dares to be exposed to the midday sun... except for the refugees.

The northeastern part of the Fenghuo Kingdom is adjacent to the Evernight Kingdom.

Nowadays, changes have occurred in the Kingdom of Yongye, and several giant cities with a population of more than one million have fallen, resulting in countless refugees. The state power was overthrown almost in a short period of time, and the refugees were all displaced and had no home to return to.

The refugees in the center of the border are the most miserable. They have no transportation and may not be able to escape from the Kingdom of Evernight in their lifetime.

The refugees at the border are better off, as they can cross borders and seek life in other countries.

Arthur and Merlin are refugees who fled from the Kingdom of Evernight to the Kingdom of Plenty. They have been friends since childhood and have always had a good relationship. They are not brothers, but they are better than brothers.

They had been in this oasis town for a month, but just two hours ago, they were fired by the owner of a bar. The reason is... Merlin, being a blind man, accidentally knocked over a barrel.

They used to work in the bar almost for free, just to satisfy themselves and have a place to stay at night and noon. Therefore, there is no wine money to pay for the lost wine money.

The boss was furious and kicked Merlin out. Seeing that his best friend was being humiliated, Arthur's words became a little more intense, and he was kicked out by the bar owner.

The two of them were hiding under a dead tree, just to avoid the harsh sunlight.

However, the effect is not great.

The nights here are extremely cold and the midday heat is scorching. Cold can chill people to death, and heat can steam people to death.

In these extreme temperatures, they were desperate.

"It's all my fault for causing you trouble." Merlin murmured silently, with an expression of despair and self-blame.

When he was kicked out of the bar, Arthur felt a moment of regret in his heart, but more than this regret, he was more concerned about the dignity of his best friend being trampled on.

"You are not wrong. What is wrong is that we were born in such an era." Arthur stretched out his dry hand, patted Merlin's shoulder, and said dryly.

"Perhaps, we shouldn't have left our hometown." Merlin regretted leaving his hometown. Although changes occurred in his hometown, a huge dome enveloped the city and continued to spread. But no one knows what is going on under the dome. Maybe there is no evil under the dome, and madness is another kind of relief.

Arthur: "I also have some regrets. If I die in my hometown, I will at least be closer to my parents. If I die here, I will probably end up in its belly..."

On the dead tree they were leaning against, there was a carrion vulture, watching them silently. Just wait for them to die and then start their own delicious meal.

The sun was getting hotter and hotter. Arthur and Merlin were already thirsty and their eyes were dim.

In fact, just across the road is the lake in the oasis town.

But they couldn't go to the lake. Not to mention the spiked fences by the lake, the lake guards on the road alone were enough to kill them instantly.

They become weaker and weaker, their eyes gradually turn white, and they hallucinate.

Arthur whispered: "At least before I die, I won't be alone..."

Merlin wanted to respond, but was speechless and could only nod as hard as he could.

Just as they were gradually dying, a cool wind suddenly blew in from a distance. At the same time, sparse water droplets fell from the sky.

Water drops fell into their mouths, moistening their dry lips. The cool wind also dissipated the lingering heat.

Merlin: "Suddenly it's not hot anymore, it's so cool... And this water, it's so cold. Am I already dead? This is the world after death? But why can't I still see it?"

Merlin's muttering gave Arthur some more strength. He raised his head and looked at the sky: "You are not dead. Dark clouds are coming. It seems to be..."

Arthur was about to say "rain" when he suddenly froze.

There were no dark clouds in the sky, and there was no "rain" either. Instead, a huge shadow flashed across the sky.

"What is that?" Arthur asked himself in a low voice.

Merlin: "Arthur...what are you talking about?"

Arthur was in a daze and said: "It's not dark clouds or rain. There's a huge one floating in the sky... Hey, is that an iceberg? No, why do you have wings? Is this an illusion?"

Broad, frost-colored wings extending a hundred meters.

Every time the wings flap, little luminous ice crystals fall down. Before, the rain they felt was the water droplets formed by the ice crystals.

"What kind of monster is this?" Arthur frowned and continued to look up. Suddenly his pupils shrank: "There are people up there! Moreover, there are many people..."

"Who?" Merlin also asked curiously.

"I can't see the specific situation, but I noticed that they all seemed to be wearing white cloaks. There were patterns on the cloaks, which seemed to be a crescent moon. I couldn't see clearly..."

When Arthur exclaimed, the carrion vulture on the dead tree behind them also became curious about the iceberg in the sky, and couldn't help but flap its wings and fly towards the iceberg.

However, as soon as the carrion vulture approached the iceberg, it was knocked upside down by the frost-colored wings. Before it could find its sense of direction, it was frozen into an ice sculpture and fell from the high altitude.

The iceberg passed by and quickly disappeared to the northeast. According to common sense, even if the iceberg melts in the oasis town, it will not bring much coolness, let alone that it will only be fleeting.

But the strange thing is that after the iceberg passed by, the surrounding temperature suddenly dropped.

It has not risen for a long time.

Arthur witnessed this magical scene, turned to look at Merlin and said, "Why are these people sitting on the iceberg, and why can the iceberg fly?"

Merlin's expression was slightly strange, and after a while he suddenly said: "Those people should be the legendary wizards."

"Wizard?" Arthur looked at Merlin doubtfully.

Merlin: "Wizards are a group of very evil people. They have the power to withstand everything. They can even plot against the natural world and move mountains and seas..."

Merlin slowly explained the wizard, but he didn't know that as he spoke, Arthur's eyes across from him became brighter and brighter.

"Wizards are so powerful! If I become a wizard, will no one dare to bully us anymore?" Arthur exclaimed several times, his eyes flashing: "Do you know how to become a wizard?"

Merlin's face looked a little gloomy and he shook his head: "I don't know, don't think about it. We don't even know how to live now..."

Arthur smiled slyly: "I might have died before, but now, that's not necessarily the case."

Arthur found the carrion vulture that had been frozen into a statue on a sand dune not far away, and excitedly dragged it to Merlin: "We will make money if we sell this carrion vulture! This carrion vulture's head Guan, I heard someone from the camel bell caravan say last time, it’s worth a gold coin! By then, our lives will be better..."

Although Merlin couldn't see it, he could feel the cold air emanating from the carrion vulture ice sculpture.

He laughed: "That's great, living is better than anything else."

Arthur was also a little silly. He originally thought that today was the anniversary of their death, but he didn't expect that it would take such a turn... Moreover, he also heard the rumors of wizards. It would be great if one day he could become a wizard.

Arthur thought about the beauty and couldn't help but smile, his eyes narrowed into crescent cracks.

Suddenly, Arthur remembered a question: "By the way, I didn't ask you just now, how do you know about the wizard?"

Merlin was startled, his brows lowered.

After a while, he said softly: "I have seen a wizard before."

"Have you ever seen a wizard?" Arthur approached Merlin in surprise: "Then can you tell me what that wizard looks like? Where is he from? Can we still find him?"

Merlin: "He is a stooped old man with many eyes."

"An old man with many eyes? It sounds a bit perceptive." After Arthur finished speaking, he said belatedly: "Huh? How do you know he has many eyes? Your eyes are not..."

Merlin smiled bitterly, stretched out a trembling hand, and gently touched his eye sockets: "Didn't you ask me before about what happened five years ago and why I suddenly became blind?"

Listening to Merlin's words, Arthur seemed to have guessed something. Five years ago, Merlin disappeared for more than half a month and lost his eyesight when he came back. No matter who asked him, Merlin never answered why, which was what Arthur had always wondered.

"Could it be that?"

Merlin: "Yes, my eyes were gouged out by that old man... I remember clearly that he first dug out my left eye, then placed it between his eyebrows, and then dug out my right eye. I I don’t know where it is, but he told me it was on his chest.”

When Merlin wanted to continue speaking, Arthur interrupted him.

"Stop talking, it's over, everything is over." Arthur wanted to slap himself, why did he ask this question? Why is he so blind?

Merlin: "It doesn't matter. As you said, this is all in the past."

Arthur clenched his fists and said angrily: "If I had not gone to the countryside with my father on that day five years ago, but had been with you, this probably wouldn't have happened."

Merlin: "This is fate and cannot be changed."

Arthur still wanted to argue, but suddenly, a charming female voice intervened in the conversation between the two: "Yes, this kid is right, this is fate and cannot be changed."

Arthur turned around suddenly and saw a woman wearing a thick leather windbreaker appearing behind them.

The woman's figure is extremely graceful, and her appearance is also extremely beautiful. But the only strange thing is that he is wearing a thick leather trench coat on such a hot day. Find bookstore www.zhaoshuyuan.com

Beside the woman, there is a boy of sixteen or seventeen years old, wearing a brown and black plaid hat, with thick dark circles under his eyes, and pale pink lips.

"Who are you?" Arthur asked warily.

The woman flipped up her long brown hair and said charmingly, "I'm just a passerby walking with my master, don't worry about me."

After saying that, the woman winked at the boy beside her.

The boy's forehead was throbbing with veins, "Return to your true self."

"No, don't you like this the best?" The woman was a little reluctant.

"I didn't. I don't like what you said!" the young man yelled angrily.

The woman chuckled, stretched out her hand and waved it gently, and a long pipe appeared out of thin air in her hand. She made a smoking motion, and then winked again: "This pipe is of the same style as hers."

The young man yelled angrily: "If you keep this attitude, I will burn you!"

Seeing that her master was really angry, the woman transformed into an elegant man wearing a thick leather windbreaker.

While the young man was talking to his servant, Arthur's mood was indescribable. Summoning a pipe out of thin air, turning female into male... all these things seemed to reveal the identity of the two people in front of him.

"Are you wizards?" Arthur asked doubtfully.

The elegant man shook his head: "My master is a wizard apprentice, and I am just a spirit."

Arthur's throat was dry and he was speechless for a moment.

"You..." Arthur paused: "You said before that Merlin's eyes were destined to be gouged out? Why?"

The elegant man smiled slightly: "It's very simple, because he is a natural talent, and his eyes are the source of his visions. He is destined to be targeted by other extraordinary beings. After all, transplanting human eyes is less repulsive than other species. a lot of."