Chapter 389

Sylvie's heroic appearance naturally draws the attention of everyone in the war to him.

"Man, I admit you are better than all of them. But this kind of strength wants to defeat me Even dreaming is not so easy. "

Even the giant creature, who calls himself the wise man, said with a thunderous roar.

Nero's left hand took time to wipe the sweat, while his right hand tried to support Franken, who had just been burning a lot of soul power.

He also estimated in his mind that SIVI's strength, the high-level magician, was indeed a higher level than the Archbishop of Ji Shu. But now Nero accepted the power of despair and holy water through his right hand, and his strength was not the same. Even though he is still weaker than the senior magician, he is not as far away from the sky as before.

Just like the wise man said, if SIVI is really just an ordinary high-level magician, it is almost impossible to defeat the coil wise man who is almost undamaged.

Now we can only rely on Mr. Aldrich's legendary status as an elector.

The wise man didn't show any expression of fear when he was faced with a stronger power than himself. Is it not that he has a stronger fighting capacity than us, or that he has never seen a strong man

He is still relying on emptiness to resist the sky, coldly looking at the huge creatures half submerged in the water, and said in a cold voice, "maybe it is true for people who don't know your details."

I don't know whether he was born with the gift of pretending, or because of the time and the precipitation after countless battles, now he has a sense of authority that does not need words and naturally radiates out.

It would have been a perfect scene if not for a big bird, which was about to be glossy and sleek, not far behind him, looking sadly at the black feather that was slowly falling around him This can be seen from the four little guys who are full of longing and reverence.

"Details? Just human wisdom also want to know my real body, your joke is not funny at all

"I don't think so, bresodchia."

"Why do you know that name

Sylvie dusted his peaked wizard's hat with a smile.

"Guess ~"

- the room of Sophia at Aldrich College --

"so you're buried in the book as soon as the news of seavy comes back?" Fitter sighed a big sigh, covering his forehead with a helpless expression.

"You, you see, I've been in bed all the time. Anyway, it's OK to read books..."

Sophia immediately explained in a flustered way, "it's not because Sylvie's request makes me feel happy to do something!"

"I haven't asked anything yet..." Fitter stares at Sophia, who's holding a book that looks new on the cover, dancing and explaining something.

"Ah Wu..."

"So what's the matter with him this time?"

Knowing that Sophia would never change what she said, fitter simply gave up the blame and asked.

"He asked me to look up parts of the myth of the last era that might have happened in the moragna area." Sophia raised the book in her hand: "these are pan mythological histories that students were asked to sort out and bind together in the last southern forest incident. I didn't expect to use them again so soon."

"So what do you find out?"

"Well, although I'm not sure about the exact location, there are several mythological systems that mentioned a thing that happened in that generation. I think it's probably a real thing that happened - the legendary story of" the giant tidal monster of the mohai sea, bressodejia. "

"Oh, I seem to have heard that story before I was alive."

Fitter peeled a fruit similar to an orange with the mage's hand and put it in front of Sophia's bed. She held her cheek and tried hard to recall it. Unfortunately, her brain had disappeared for many years. However hard she tried, she had only a vague impression: "I remember the story that a monster living in the dark sea ran to the land and was surrounded by human beings."

"Well Half right. " Sophia said with a wry smile: "the mohai tidal monster has the ability to control tides and tsunamis. It is a distant relationship with the" evil snake "known as the abyssal monster, and is also a unique legendary creature of the Archaean era."

"In the last era, many creatures were the only one." Fitter nodded as if she was identifying with something, and the ponytail was still floating with her movements: "I don't know how they were born and bred. I remember that some students have been writing papers on this point."

"Then I hope he can pass the paper review."

Sophia echoed, and then went on to tell the story: "but bressodega, unlike the snake, thinks that his wisdom is far beyond that of the serpent whose way of thinking is closer to the beast, and thus always appears on the surface of the sea, asking the sailors and sailors on board ships with strange questions. If the sailors answer correctly, it will leave things like pearls and corals. If the answer is wrong, it will call for a tsunami and make all the crew members a snack in the fish belly. "Pause, continued Sophia.

"It's just that bresodega didn't expect that his spiritual strength would be weaker than the evil snake he despised. After the plague Lord appeared, it was affected by the other party's ability to manipulate snakes. It abandoned the dark sea where it lived and boarded the land to help the demons make wind and rain. At that time, the main field of the human heroes and the celestial army was still in central Turkey, and there was no strong one in the East, so that countless creatures in the East became prey to the tsunami and tide

"What happened to this guy in the end? Did you run to the Middle Earth and be killed by human heroes

Asked fitter impatiently.

Every successful magician has a heart full of curiosity. Even after five hundred years of death

"In the end, the aborigines of the eastern plains appealed to the human army for help, but the human army that was fighting against the main force of demons could not get away from it, and only one person was sent here."

"That must be a very strong magician!" Fitter guessed.

"No Sophia shook her head.

"So a very strong fighter? Like agnian the Dragon Slayer? "

"It's not right."

"What kind of person is that?" Fitter asked, puzzled.

"According to myth, the man who came to the eastern plain was an ordinary man who could not even do magic and was physically weak."

"How could a man like that win the tide Troll?"

"Not by taxi, of course." Sophia turned the book in her hand to the page marked with a bookmark and handed it to fitter: "the man who defeated bresodega relied on human wisdom only. He and bressodega gambled three times, winning bressodega's body, soul and tidal beads of its source of power. In the end, he destroyed the jewel and let the long ambush aborigines rush in to kill bresodega, who had lost all his strength. "

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