Extraordinary pedigree

Xia Xiu sat in the dim stick-making shop, smiling slightly, his golden eyes revealed a gentle light that was hard to refuse. The look was neither sharp nor aggressive, but it had an irresistible persuasiveness that made people feel invisible pressure.

"I came here to talk to you about nothing more than three things."

He said lightly, without any threat in his tone, but as if he was chatting with an old friend.

"These things are not evil deeds that destroy conscience. On the contrary, if things are done, it can be said to be a great thing for the benefit of the Hundred Layers World. The entire Naga Ring and even more planes will benefit from it."

Although his voice was calm, it was full of calm confidence, as if this thing was supposed to be like this and was destined to happen.

Satis felt weak in his heart, of course he knew that he could not refuse.

The other party's seemingly casual posture and light tone made him understand that even if he wanted to resist, it would be futile.

At this moment, he could only whisper in his heart:

"Ah, yes, yes... you are right... What can I do? Anyway, I dare not resist."

The old craftsman's face was complicated. He carefully stroked the table beside him with his fingers, his fingertips close to the wooden surface. Although he was full of doubts, in front of the Dark Lord, he could only force a faint smile and nodded slightly.

And Xia Xiu looked at Satis's expression and obviously saw the struggle and fear in the old craftsman's heart.

However, he did not continue to embarrass the old man. After all, the other party was not young anymore and was still a very useful staff-making master.

If he was really pushed too hard, it might be counterproductive.

After all, he was already very old. If he had a heart attack, how could he be a slave to the students of my third college in the future... Oh no, he was a craftsman.

On the other side, the old craftsman carefully considered each word, with a hint of uncertainty in his tone:

"So... what exactly do you mean by cooperation?"

"I said before..." Xia Xiu said, his tone was still relaxed and natural, with a faint smile.

His eyes fell on the nameplate engraved with the name of the store manager in the store, and he said to the old man:

"Before cooperating with you, I have to confirm first - whether you, Satis Elosak, are really the best staff maker in this city, or even in the entire Naga Ring."

After listening to Xia Xiu's inquiry, Satis Elosak straightened his back, and his eyes rekindled the pride and confidence of a staff maker.

Although he had just suffered great pressure, now, when talking about the career he loved all his life, his voice became steady and full of power:

"The name of Elosak has been passed down in the city of Arcadia for seven generations, and I, Satis Elosak, am the seventh generation of the wand-making master of this family.

I inherited the family's hundreds of years of skills, but I did not stop there. I also combined the snake spirit magic with the elemental spells of the Naga Ring to create a more perfect wand."

He paused slightly, and gently stroked a wand that was being repaired beside him, with unshakable confidence in his tone:

"Every wand made by my hand is not just a tool for casting spells, they are all existences that resonate with the wizard's soul.

For each wand, I will carefully select the most perfect material according to its owner's magical talent, personality and needs.

Snake spirit bones, thunder snake scales, poisonous fog python fangs... these materials The materials become alive in my hands, they merge with the wizard's soul, so that each staff can burst out the most powerful power in the hands of its owner. "

His eyes flashed with fanatical light, and he was obviously full of confidence and enthusiasm for his skills:

"I have extremely picky standards, and only the most perfect materials and the most complex craftsmanship can meet my requirements.

And every customer who comes to my shop, I can recognize the staff that suits them at a glance, because the staff is not only an extension of the wizard, it is also a guide to the wizard's destiny. "

He smiled lightly, and his tone became slightly softer, but his confidence did not diminish at all. He recited the motto of his family's century-old inheritance of staff making:

"Wizards guide power, and magic wands choose fate; only when the souls are in harmony can the magic wand ignite real magic! "

While answering Xia Xiu's questions, he picked up several magic wands from the counter and displayed them one by one.

As for his behavior of taking the magic wand, Xia Xiu did not stop him, allowing him to play freely.

"This wand," Satis held a slightly curved wand in his hand and gently wiped the dust off it, his voice full of his usual rigor and pride.

"Its core material is the scales of the Thunder Scale Snake, and the wand body is made of Storm Fir. This wood is light but tough, and can accurately guide the magical power of wind and lightning, especially suitable for wizards who are good at combat spells."

He gently raised the wand, and there was a faint current flickering at the handle. Every inch of wood and scales was brewing some potential power.

"You can see that the wand body is slightly curved, and the design imitates the shape of a coiled snake. This is not only for beauty, but also helps the user to concentrate the flow of magic when casting spells. And this lightning pattern," he gently stroked the handle with his fingers, "can further enhance the power of the spell. When using it, you can also feel a slight current jump, as if the magic itself is resonating with the user."

Xia Xiu just glanced at it lightly, and he made a conclusion in his mind.

The thaumaturgy circuit at the core of this wand is very straight and perfect, and the smooth flow rate of the EVE particles inside is as high as 85%, which is an absolute high-quality product.

He smiled slightly, raised his hands, and gave crisp applause.

Bang bang bang——

"Very good, very good."

He nodded with satisfaction to the old craftsman, with a hint of relaxed approval in his eyes.

As the applause stopped, Xia Xiu stood up from the table and approached the old man.

He gently straightened his hat and looked at Satis with an imperceptible smile on his lips:

"Since you are here, it's time for me to tell you the real purpose of my coming here and the cooperation matters."

As he spoke, he raised his right hand and extended an index finger:

"First of all, the first thing: I want you to sign a contract with me to become a special agent of the Heavenly Kingdom's Collapse Management Bureau in Terra, and concurrently serve as a professor of the Occult Studies Group's Magical Knowledge Group.

Oh, in addition, I also need you to provide some basic information about wand manufacturing and principles.

Of course, I only need the basic parts and will not involve your family's core technology - however, the contract must be signed now. "

Xia Xiu's tone was relaxed and calm, as if this was just a daily business negotiation rather than an irresistible order.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, Satis's face suddenly turned pale.

His breath hitched, and his eyes instantly changed from mild surprise to uncontrollable panic.

Kingdom of Heaven, Administration...

These names flashed through his mind, carrying a terrifying connotation that could not be ignored.

Looking at the smiling golden retriever in front of him, the identity of the so-called "Dark Lord" in Terra in the prophecy has been revealed.

He is not an ordinary visitor at all, but someone walking in the Federation...

Lord of the Abyss! ! !

Damn it, why am I so unlucky? !

Satis roared in his heart, but he did not dare to show it on his face and could only suppress the trembling in his heart.

Xia Xiu didn't pay attention to the old man's inner storm and continued talking on his own.

He stretched out the middle finger of his right hand, turned it slightly, raised the middle finger and index finger together, and continued to say lightly:

"The second condition is that I need books about the Ring of Naga and the Hundred-layered World.

Your closed-door policy here is truly speechless. Almost no news about the Hundred-layer World can escape Terra.

The information that leaks out is either encrypted and blocked, or it is contaminated by Memes, and is directly cleaned up by the Kingdom of Heaven.

After finally squeezing in, I had to seize the opportunity to get to know the local customs. "

Before he finished speaking, Satis almost collapsed.

The Dark Lord actually admitted his identity so openly!

For a moment, the old man's heart was filled with despair and helplessness - if he agreed to this cooperation, wouldn't he become the 'traitor' of the entire Naga Ring?

The fate of a 'traitor' will only be despised by thousands of people, and he will never be able to gain a foothold in the wizarding circle!

But even if he was full of resistance, how could he dare to disobey? Facing Xia Xiu's seemingly peaceful but oppressive smile, Satis could only curse himself in his heart and did not dare to resist.

Xia Xiu obviously didn't care about the old man's inner struggle. He changed the subject, gently raised his ring finger, and put forward the last condition:

"The third condition. If you were not exaggerating when you said you were the best staff maker in this city, then tomorrow and the day after tomorrow there should be students from Luyuan and green-robed wizards from another hundred-layered world. People from the Society come here to customize wands. I need you to give them something secretly when you customize wands for them.”

Satis' heart sank, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead involuntarily.

"besides……"

Xia Xiu continued, his eyes still as relaxed and natural as before, as if these requests were just ordinary things.

"I also need you to take the opportunity to sneak into the magic academy in this city and serve as a professor before you go to Terra with me. What you have to do is very simple. Find out all the situations inside the academy, especially those related to the Auror family. Everything - as for how to sneak in as a professor and how to collect intelligence, these things are all decided by yourself. "

When Satis heard Xia Xiu's words, the despair in his heart seemed to increase.

The whole person fell into an endless abyss, completely immersed in an inescapable sense of fear and powerlessness.

He was already feeling desperate, but now, with Xia Xiu's irresistible request, the despair in his heart finally reached its peak.

His body trembled slightly involuntarily, and there was an urge to be generous in his heart.

gas! shake! cold!

Are you kidding? This is not cooperation at all. It is clearly a unilateral overlord treaty and a devil's contract!

If this was the end of his career as a staff master, perhaps he would have no choice but to accept his fate.

However, just when Satis had mixed feelings in his heart and the courage to generously serve for justice was gradually growing, Xia Xiu's gentle voice came to his ears again.

"For people like you wizards, I've always known what you're after."

Xia Xiu's voice seemed to have some kind of irresistible charm, full of an irresistible temptation.

“You know a lot, yet you still long to know everything.

For you wizards, the soul is like a blank scroll that can carry magic, and your mission is to use the pen of truth to write endless mysteries on this scroll.

If the scroll is torn as a result, it is a small price to pay for a greater destiny. "

Satis's heart trembled, and he could not deny the accuracy of this statement.

While he was still digesting Xia Xiu's words, a silver wand suddenly flew towards him from the air.

Satis subconsciously stretched out his hand and caught the wand. But when his fingers touched the wand, a strong tremor spread through his body from his fingertips. His pupils shrank suddenly, his hands trembled uncontrollably, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

His face instantly turned pale, and he murmured in disbelief:

"This...this is...the great creation...the Deathly Hallows..."

The tip of the wand exuded a shuddering aura that seemed to shudder even to his very soul.

This feeling was something he had never experienced before, and the energy flowing in the wand almost made him feel like he would be swallowed up at any time.

At this time, Xia Xiu had quietly come to his side, and a figure that was taller than him loomed over his head.

He leaned down slightly and put his right hand gently on Satis' shoulder. His tone was low but full of temptation, just like Mephistopheles in the poem tempting Faust to fall.

"Everything you ask for will be done for, everything you gain will be lost, and everything you pay will be repaid."

The blond young man's voice was low and rhythmic, and with some irresistible law, it penetrated into Satis' heart.

Satis felt that he was almost suffocating, and his whole body was trapped in the Dark Lord's words, unable to extricate himself.

The gentle smile of the blond young man was covered with the glory of an angel, but his words were bewitching Satis' soul like a demon.

"How could I ask someone to do something for which there is no reward?"

Xia Xiu said softly, as if comforting a child shaken by fear.

"Demons all know that they need to give strength to make a contract, so how can angels be inferior to demons?"

He patted Satis on the shoulder, his tone was comforting and warm, but it made Satis feel even more trembling.

"During your tenure as a professor," Xia Xiu continued, "you can hold this Deathly Hallows, study it, and even use it. I have released three permissions for you, and you can release three permissions for you. The authoritative spell from it. Even if you no longer hold this sacred instrument in the future, the principles of these three spells will be engraved in your body, and you can still release their weakened versions. "

The Dark Lord's voice was soft but extremely attractive. Every word he spoke was stripping Satis of his will, forcing him to fall into this endless temptation.

"I can tell you these three spells."

Xia Xiu generously shared the content of the reward with the old man in advance:

"The first one is an instant-death curse that can blast people into pieces; the second one is a restriction curse that makes the target suffer great pain but will not cause death; and the third one is to control the surrounding gravity and limit A control spell for the actions of others.

These three spells are at least level eight. You have my open wand authority and can use each spell three times a day.

And every time you use them, you can feel and engrave their mysteries deep in your soul. "

"And as a staff maker, you will give up the opportunity to study the Deathly Hallows that can only appear in legends?"

"The pinnacle of your life is already visible to the naked eye, but now you have the opportunity to touch it?"

"Are you really going to give up?"

Satis' hand involuntarily clenched the wand, feeling the power surging in the wand. His heart had been swallowed up by an almost crazy temptation.

"certainly."

Xia Xiu suddenly changed the subject, his tone still gentle. This was his last tender reminder to Satis.

"You can refuse. As an angel, of course I will not kill people and silence them."

"I will let you keep silent about today's matter - after all, death is not the only way to keep silent; there are many kinds of thaumaturgy and mime in this land."

The old man listened to Xia Xiu's seductive whispers, and those words that struck his soul like a magic spell hovered in his ears.

He was trembling all over, holding the heavy silver wand tightly with both hands, as if he was holding on to the last trace of reason and self-esteem.

Finally, he looked up at the blond young man, his eyes full of fear and helplessness, filled with irrepressible submission and compromise.

"I...sign a contract with you."

He struggled to say these words in a hoarse voice, which exhausted all his courage and will.

When Xia Xiu heard this, a brilliant and calm smile spread out from the corner of his mouth. He spread his hands, with a tone of relief and appreciation, like a mentor who saw his disciple enlightenment.

"That's right. Every pursuit has its price. You want to control everything, but you forget that truth is never a generous giver. If you want to see the end of truth, you must be prepared to pay the price of your soul."

He paused, looking directly at Satis, with a chilling calmness in his voice.

"But I'm not a demon, so I don't need your soul."

"You're lucky because no one can be more generous than me."

After saying that, Xia Xiu raised his right hand and gently tapped the back of the old man's right hand with his index finger.

As he moved, a chill rushed from the old man's spine to the top of his head, and he subconsciously stared at his right hand.

"Since you agreed, the contract is signed now."

Xia Xiu said calmly, there was no intimidation in his tone, he was just doing a routine.

"This is a mark, and when you complete the task, the mark will disappear naturally."

Before he finished speaking, Satis felt a searing pain coming from the back of his hand. It felt like a red-hot iron burning directly into his flesh and blood.

The pain made him involuntarily raise his right hand, feeling frightened in his heart.

He saw a [∞] symbol like an Ouroboros appearing on the back of his hand. The symbol slowly rotated, carrying an indescribable sense of fear.

His breathing couldn't help but become more rapid, and the symbol was resonating with his soul, deeply engraved into his own existence.

"Remember my request."

Xia Xiu interrupted Satis's thoughts, then he casually took out a small round mirror from his windbreaker and handed it to the old man.

"You take this mirror. If the people I mentioned come, you only need to give this thing to them."

Satis took the mirror lightly.

He looked at the mirror with confused eyes, feeling trapped and powerless in his heart.

Xia Xiu patted his hat gently, adjusted his collar, and then gave the old man a meaningful smile.

"Wish us happy cooperation."

Following a slight ripple in space, his figure was gradually wrapped in a distorted light and shadow, as if swallowed by the [∞] symbol, gradually fading until it completely disappeared into the store, as if it had never existed.

After a moment of silence, Satis came back to his senses as if waking up from a dream.

He subconsciously looked down at the mirror in his hand and glanced at the silver wand, as if everything just now was just a weird dream.

However, when his eyes once again fell on the Ouroboros symbol on the back of his hand, the cruel reality pulled him back from the dream.

His legs weakened and he almost fell.

"Dark Lord...Dark Lord...Dark Lord..."

He whispered.

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other side.

On a dark street in Arcadian City, the night shrouded the earth like a veil, and the buildings on both sides of the lane cast distorted shadows in the moonlight.

Xia Xiu walked leisurely on the street, aimlessly enjoying the night view of this ancient city.

[Vashak]'s figure flashed over him, which once again caused a commotion in the city.

His expression was relaxed and comfortable, with a faint smile on his lips, and he didn't care at all about the chaos caused by him in the city behind him.

On the clock tower not far away, the wizards in the city fell into panic again due to the brief appearance of [Vashak], and the fluctuations in magic spread like ripples. The wizards from several observation towers flew through the air in a panic, scanning the magic instruments in their hands in an attempt to capture the fleeting abnormal fluctuations.

But Xia Xiu didn't care about it and even hummed a light tune.

A fifteen-inch silver wand was slowly turning in his right hand. The wand glowed faintly in the moonlight, as if it contained some indescribable power.

This wand is exactly the one that Satis Elosak originally held in his hand - or rather, it was the wand.

In fact, from the beginning, the magic wand in Xia Xiu's hand never left him.

For him, the wand can be real or fake, it all depends on his decision in a single thought.

The power of alternation between reality and reality has long been mastered by him, and the boundary between fact and illusion has become blurred in his hands.

However, he did not completely deceive the old man. Although the other party held a part of the virtual image of [Time Slot-Interactive History Projection], it was indeed a great creation, the Deathly Hallows.

It is absolutely impossible for two identical [miracles] to appear in the world, and it is absolutely impossible for them to appear on the same timeline and in the same space zone.

To know.

Even the other fragments of [Heaven's Lever] are different, and now the lever in Xia Xiu's hand has been assimilated into his very personal [Miracle Wedge].

Therefore, if the other party uses the "projection that is allowed to exist", as the master, he must indeed release some restrictions, and at the same time, he does not use leverage.

However, there is always only one real core here.

"The question is never about truth or falsehood," Xia Xiu murmured to himself, a meaningful light flashing in his eyes, "it's about...do I want to."

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