"Then"
Standing in front of the arch-shaped water mirror with a circle of golden runes on the edge, Vitiya looked back with no abnormality in her expression until the screen dimmed. Amosta, who was looking at himself with complicated eyes, slightly nodded and said,
"I will wait for you at the temple in the center of the island, Mr. Brain."
After that, no When Amosta responded, Vitiya stepped into the rippling water mirror and completely disappeared from Amosta's magic induction.
Huh
The cool evening breeze blew through the plains late at night, and messy gray hair danced wildly in front of Amosta's eyes, which were bathed in starlight. However, he did not make any move. He just stared at the calming mirror with a somewhat sinister look, and suddenly began to hesitate about his decision in his heart.
This woman is in greater trouble than Amosta imagined. He doesn’t know what exactly drove him to step into this muddy water because of his insistence on unraveling the connection between the prophecy and himself. Right or wrong.
However, there seemed to be some kind of voice in his mind that kept urging him to enter the world behind the mirror. Otherwise, he would regret it for the rest of his life. This intuition was almost prophetic. Such irresistibility prevented Amosta from turning around and leaving.
Buzz
After hesitating for a long time, Amosta still stood in front of the Mirror of Erised, which was unknown to the world. Accompanied by the buzzing sound, the clear water mirror gradually Blurred, a few seconds later, a picture appeared in front of Amosta's eyes, making his eyebrows rise high.
In the icy world, the snowflakes slowly falling from the gloomy sky and the cold wind outlined by the snowflakes seem to be the only things moving on the earth. London has been frozen for decades. In the rare cold winter.
A woman in her early twenties, with messy hair frozen into blocks, skinny and ragged, holding a baby in her arms, staggering through the streets of the city, starting from her despair. It can be seen from the emotionless eyes that she has no destination at all.
The baby, who was less than two days old, tried his best to open his eyes wide and look at the sky, and his cry was more like a sob before death.
Amosta stood in front of the Mirror of Erised, staring silently at the swaying light and shadow in the water mirror. In his heart, the past events he thought he had long forgotten surged up like lava. In a trance, he It seems that I have returned to the first and most powerless moment since I came into this world.
"Pathetic"
As a soft moan dissipated in the wind, Amosta's voice also disappeared in this starry plain
It was different from the feeling of being stuffed into a soft rubber tube like Apparition. Instead, it felt more like the feeling of time traveling. He lost the feeling of his body, and it seemed that he was left with only a ball of thoughts wrapped in bubbles. Traveling through the ocean of space at unimaginable speeds.
In this state, time cannot be perceived or measured, AmosThe tower could only drift with the tide, his vision locked on the white light group in the far distance that seemed to be forever out of reach, and his consciousness was gradually lost in the boring whistling sound.
Ding
Like waking up from a dream, the ethereal and crisp sound of wind chimes suddenly sounded in his ears, causing Amosta's silent consciousness to stir again.
Amosta's eyes wandered around, instinctively searching for where the sound came from. However, except for the door behind him, he could not find any human creations in this boundless space.
Suddenly, Amosta seemed to realize something. He suddenly lowered his head and looked at his feet. Only then did he realize that his feet were not solid ground, but an endless lake like the sea. However, There is no ripple in this lake, just like a mirror.
Amosta frowned. He raised his toes and touched the water surface, causing his figure to be reflected in the water ripples in circles, but only for a few breaths. , returned to the original state, and he continued to press the water with his toes, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not break the water.
This is really a wonderful thing. He does not use any magic, but he can stand steadily on the lake. This alone makes him feel that this ruins is extraordinary.
Amosta lowered his head and quietly looked at the lake at his feet, intending to see through the mystery, but suddenly there was a subtle change in his expression, and what caused his reaction was not as smooth as a mirror. of the lake, but his own reflection in the lake.
No color
Amosta's eyes suddenly turned and looked at the right hand holding the wand tightly, and at this look, his brows furrowed even more.
This is not an illusion or an illusion. The scene reflected in the water is indeed a real reflection. The self in the field of vision has indeed lost its color, whether it is the old wizard robe, the white palm or the dark wand. , everything turned into a lifeless gray, as if there was a mysterious and powerful force that deprived everything of its color.
In an instant, the vortex in Amosta's eyes began to spin crazily, tyrannically and The powerful magic power poured out continuously from his thin body, and the hurricane formed by the magic power messed up the reflection in the lake, but it did not make any change in this secret realm that had been silent for countless years< /p>
However, Amosta, who raised his magic perception to the limit, still made some discoveries.
He randomly chose a direction and walked for a short distance, then he looked solemn and stopped moving forward.
"Yes, the time in this secret space has been disturbed by some evil magic. The flow rate is not uniform and changes very slightly."
Amosta whispered After pondering, he looked at the empty world and pursed his lips.
The woman Vitiya said outside that she would be waiting for him at the temple in the center of the island. However, it was clear that there was nothing here. There was no island, and there was no temple in sight.
"Aha, I finally came in"
Just at Amosta TriWhile he was deep in thought, a hearty laugh suddenly came from somewhere in front of him, which made Amosta's whole body stand up with chills and his face looked astonished.
How is it possible that someone followed him into the secret realm?
Amosta resisted the shock and looked intently, and found that twenty feet away from the lake, the originally peaceful space was suddenly distorted in the air. He stood up, and then, a pair of powerful and big hands directly poked out from the twisted space. He seemed to be penetrating some kind of obstacle, his strong arms kept struggling, and his body squeezed in here little by little
To be honest, Amosta has experienced quite a few strange things in these years, but what he experienced now was more bizarre than any of them. He even forgot to be vigilant and just stared blankly in the air. The figure gradually became complete.
Boom
Different from the crisp sound Amosta made when he landed on the lake, the roaring sound made when the soles of the sturdy figure falling from mid-air to the ground hit the lake were shocking. It was so breathtaking that even the surface of the lake that Amosta couldn't destroy was directly bent by that person, just like a massive celestial body distorting space with its own huge gravity
"How could it be so ridiculous? ”
Amosta stared at the man fifty feet away from him with a dull and ridiculous expression, wearing a retro-style wizard robe and having fiery red shoulder-length hair. The middle-aged wizard, who had not been suppressed by the mysterious power in the space, roared in disbelief.
Amosta knew this powerful wizard. He had appeared in many magic books, biographies, He has been seen in oil paintings, and not only him, but also wizards all over the world, I am afraid that no one does not know this man
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