Marvel's Last Angel

Chapter 192

Simple and direct mantra, ancient and tongue-twisting, every syllable and every pause can't be wrong.

"Do you remember?" The tall figure pointed to a page of the ancient book, and looked down at the boy in his arms.

"This...probably!" The boy looked at the curse on the book again and replied hesitantly.

"Yuan, remember it if you remember it, and don't remember it if you don't remember it. Where did it come from?" The man was wearing a mage robe and shook his head upon hearing this. "The answer I need is that you can write it down without making a mistake, and then never forget it."

"Yes, Father!" The boy answered affirmatively, but his eyes were full of doubts.

The man smiled, he naturally noticed the confusion in the child's eyes, "What is Yuan wondering?"

"Ah!?" The boy obviously didn't expect his little thoughts to be discovered. Facing his father's wise eyes, he had to express his doubts, "Father, what is the use of this curse? I've seen a lot, but I've never seen anything so strange."

"This curse...!" The man was stunned when he heard the words, his face changed for a while, and he sighed after a long time, and touched the child's head, "Don't ask so many questions, you will know."

"Okay, Father!"

"If possible, I hope you will never use this curse." Deep in his heart, the man thought so.There was a glint of pain in the boy's invisible eyes.

. . . . . .

For the Angel Clan, tens of thousands of years are fleeting, and the boy has grown into a teenager, and he is the youngest genius mage in the Angel Clan today.

"Father, I remember that curse!" The boy saluted the man who had become an elder.

The man was standing on the top of the mage hall, looking at the statue on the square, the height was exactly the same as the eyes of the statue.

"Oh? Really remember?"

"Yes, Father!" The boy nodded in confirmation.

The man was silent, his eyes never left the statue's eyes, and he spoke for a long time.

"Then forget about it!"

"What?" The boy looked up at his father in astonishment. "Forget...forget?"

"You heard me right, I did make you forget! Why? Didn't you even listen to what your father said?"

The man's voice raised a little, and he turned to look at his child majestically.

"Don't dare! Just forget it..." The young man was a little unwilling, but he always listened to his father's words.What made him puzzled was why his normally elegant father was so irritable today.

After standing for a while, the boy was about to salute and leave when the man suddenly spoke again.

"Yuan, do you still remember our ancestors?" The man asked a strange question in a deep voice.

"Ancestor...?" The boy is young and knowledgeable, he basically knows the history of the entire angel family, which of course includes his own family.

Their lineage has always been a single lineage, and there has never been a second child, which is a mystery.But it is also a mystery that is easy to solve, because their first ancestor is the statue in this square.They are the direct descendants of the first ancestor of the Angel Race.

The boy took a step up and stood side by side with his father, staring directly at the statue and saluting.

"Yuan, if you can, never use that curse." This time the man didn't think in his heart, but told the child.

"I've already forgotten it, and I won't be using it anymore." The boy replied hastily.

The man nodded, took out an old book from his arms, and handed it to the boy.

"This is?" Yuan took it with both hands, and looked at his father with some doubts.

"Hehehehe, didn't you keep talking about wanting to read this ancient book some time ago?" The man changed his previous serious face and joked.

Yuan's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly opened the book in his hand, then jumped up excitedly, "Haha, this is the book, it's great. Thank you, father."

"Hehehehe, this book is fine. This book belongs to Wang's collection, so it's not easy to get it." The man laughed loudly, with his hands behind his back, quite proud.

. . . . . .

The growth of a race cannot always be smooth sailing. It is accompanied by wars, struggling in danger, and then reborn from the ashes to become more brilliant.The same is true of the angel family.

The source of war is invasion and being invaded. Where there is war, there will be casualties.

Some strong enemies have deceived the world's membranes and set up a large teleportation formation.The army came to the city, with swords and swords, shouting to kill and shaking the sky.The sky and the ground have become battlefields, and the angel tribe fought hard.

Temple behind.

The current king and queen of angels stand at the top of the temple, watching the battle of the whole world.

"Ahem, are the children all arranged? Queen." The King of Angels leaned on the weapon and his body was shaking. Before that, he was severely injured and has never recovered.

"It's been arranged!" The queen nodded and supported the king of angels sideways.

"it is good!"

The King of Angels nodded, finally heaving a sigh of relief, and suddenly remembered something and asked, "Is there still no movement in the Elder Hall?"

"This..." There was some hesitation when it came to the Queen of the Elder Hall.The Hall of Elders holds the inheritance of the Angel Clan, and it is also a force not to be underestimated.The enemy has invaded the Holy City of Angels, but the Temple of the Elders remains indifferent.

"Hey! That's all, after all, there are only two people left in their lineage, and it is right to protect their own wings." The King of Angels waved his hands and sighed.

Suddenly, a strange fluctuation came from a corner of the Holy City of Angels, which was keenly captured by the King of Angels.At the same time, a subtle singing sound accompanied by fluctuations came from a distant timeline.

The king and queen looked at each other, and they flew towards the elder hall together.

"Father, you..." Yuan looked at his father in shock, it was that weird curse.

"Yuan, leave quickly, the enemy is coming soon!" The elder stood in front of Yuan, not far away were clansmen struggling to resist the approach of the enemy.

Yuan did not retreat but stepped forward, his eyes full of doubts, "Father, what is this curse?"

As the spell was used, the elder's body was becoming illusory, and dots of light floated from him like feathers.

"Let's go...don't ask too many questions!" The elder pushed Yuan away and angrily shouted.

"Father……"

At this time, the king of angels and the queen suddenly appeared, and the queen stretched out her hand to hold Yuan, ignoring his struggle.They felt the decaying aura from the elder, this strange aura was terrifying and irreversible.

"Elder, what are you..." The King of Angels asked with an extremely ugly expression.

"Since the first ancestor, the angel family has enjoyed the holy city of angels. Since then, disasters have continued. Our lineage is the first ancestor's direct line. We are not kings or generals. We only guard the inheritance. Including the continuation of the angel family."

The enemy is close at hand, but the elders are unmoved.

"Although there are only two people left in my lineage, they won't just live in mediocrity." As he said that, he turned into a rainbow and flew towards the temple on the square, melting into a little light between his eyebrows.

"Father..." Yuan was already limp on the ground, with tears streaming down his face, weeping hoarsely.

"Yuan, I'm glad you can forget that curse."

The statue of the first ancestor was revived from stone and rose from the ground.Armed with weapons, go to the battlefield.

. . . . . .

Today's Yuan inherited his father's position as an elder and became a powerful mage of the angel clan.He watched the ups and downs of the Angel Clan, and watched it move towards the current situation.

The old man walked forward with difficulty, leaning on the scepter, looking at the battlefield and the clansmen who were fighting.He suddenly understood his father's feelings back then.

"Even if there is only one left in this lineage, it will not survive by idling."

This is a belief, but also a responsibility.

Standing in front of the statue, the statue of the First Ancestor has long since collapsed after the war.Yuan looked up into the eyes of the statue that was close at hand, and seemed to see the figures of his father and grandparents.

This is the secret of their lineage, and that curse is to awaken the great power left by the first ancestor.The price is that the caster sacrifices himself, but only their lineage can cast the spell.

Yuan Yuan smiled bitterly, he understood his father's words: If possible, never use this spell.

"Father, I lied to you. I never forgot the spell."

The strange spell was used again after millions of years, and the distant chanting came as expected, and did not stop because of the collapse of the statue.

Yuan's figure was emerging, "This curse was used for the last time, and it will never appear again. Father, I'm sorry, but our lineage has come to an end."

The fragments of the statue were trembling, and as the old man turned into light and merged into the center of his eyebrows, the scattered fragments were drawn and recast.The first ancestor was awakened again, swinging his weapon to kill the monster.The indomitable slaughter brings with it a bit of desolation.

(End of this chapter)