The Last Sorcerer [Interstellar]

"Then?" Seeing that Ivan was still hesitating, Arthurs couldn't help asking.He is quite interested in what happened after Ivan disappeared.It was a part of his life that he hadn't touched. Although it was only a short year, he was still so unwilling.

"...Then." Ivan paused suddenly, and suddenly began to hesitate, whether to make that experience public.

"Then, I met a man who claimed to be a god. He was so powerful that he could wipe out a planet with a wave of his hand." Ivan paused, and started talking nonsense seriously. "God said, my bones are amazing, and I will become a heavenly man. So he taught me all the magic skills he is proud of! So after a year of hard training, I came back strongly!"

Arthurs listened silently, obviously what Ivan said was so serious, but for some reason, it was so unbelievable to his ears. "...Then why did you lose your memory?"

"This... It's probably because of my powerful outburst of extreme talent that hit my brain, causing me to lose my memories of the past."

"That's it..." How can it be broken if it is still so unbelievable?Arthurs was deeply distressed, it seemed that Afan didn't want to tell the truth at all.

"Okay, all of this is over, don't worry about it so much." Ivan was afraid that Arthurs would ask some more questions, so he quickly stopped the conversation.

"Well. It's getting late, let's go through the transfer procedures!" Seeing that Ivan didn't want to bring up the past at all, Arthurs was no longer demanding. Anyway, he believed that sooner or later, he would know.

"Yeah."

After tidying up casually, the two came out together, laughing and talking, and their intimate appearance really envied others.

Boone looked at these two guys who were blinding all the time, silently ate a mouthful of dog food, and then warmly greeted: "Ivan, Your Highness Arthurs, good afternoon!"

"Good afternoon." The two stopped and replied at the same time.

"Are you going to class? Let's go together!" For some reason, Boon always felt that Ivan was different from before, and there was a bit of shadow from his childhood, which made him unconsciously want to get closer.

Just as Ivan was about to answer, his eyes suddenly turned cold, his body flickered, and he subconsciously blocked Arthurs behind him. At the same time, he opened his palms, and a khaki halo was released, forming a barrier in front of him.

There was only a crisp sound of exhortation, and a small bullet landed on the white brick.

Another assassination!

Anger surged up uncontrollably, and the scars on his chest that had disappeared long ago began to burn again.A deep blue light suddenly flashed across Ivan's eyes, and the flames of anger surged like half the waves of the blue sea.He waved his hand and set a barrier at the place where Arthurs and Boone were standing, and then chased after the bullet in a flash.

Arthurs bent down and picked up the small bullet that fell on the ground. The familiar pattern engraved on the bullet instantly aroused the hatred he had buried for decades.

It's the shadow blood group again!

Arman, can you finally take the shot again?

It's a pity that you misestimated Ivan's strength at this time, and you also misestimated my strength.

Shadow Scarlet Corps, this time let you pay the due price for past mistakes!

Arthur's purple eyes turned crimson at some point, red as if filled with too much blood, flashing with faint and deep anger.His heart was beating uncontrollably, beating and beating, neither slow nor urgent, but there was a melody of death.

The sense of oppression hit instantly, and Boone only felt a chill all over his body.

So strong!The legendary weak prince actually possessed such terrifying aura and strength.

A look of horror appeared on Boone's face.

Arthurs seemed to have been eroded by anger, his soft facial features revealed a strong murderous intent, and his gentle temperament was gone. Against the extremely pale and cold face, he looked a little strange.Like a demon crawling out of the Nine Netherworld, the beautiful skin disguises the blood-stained hands, so beautiful that it is cruel and bloody.

……horrible.Stirred by such a cold killing intent, Boone felt like falling into an ice cellar, so cold that even his teeth were chattering.

Suddenly, this coldness disappeared, Boone opened his eyes with difficulty, and there was no trace of Arthurs in front of him.Like steaming air, it disappeared in place without a sound.

"Damn it!" In the shadows, a man in black was holding his fast beating heart, trying to suppress his heavy breathing.

This was his first mission failure.

He was proud of the special weapon, the special bullet, and the excellent shot he was proud of, but he was blocked in an inexplicable way so lightly.

It's just a shame.

Although he really wanted to attack again and wash away the shame with blood.However, the keen perception trained in purgatory only gave him one order: escape!The faster you escape, the better!

The instinct of the body is greater than reason, and he evacuated from the spot at the fastest speed almost without thinking about it.

As it turns out, this is quite the smart thing to do.

However, even if he escaped quickly, it was too late.That vaguely dangerous aura, like a sharp knife hanging above his head, may fall anytime, anywhere.

All he can do is to try his best to hide his aura and escape, the faster he escapes, the better.

After resting in the shadows for a while, he suddenly moved, and quietly disappeared in place.

"Are you running away again?" Ivan stood in the shadows, stroking his heart with his hand, the burning pain there was getting deeper and deeper, the pain seemed to come from the soul, and his brows were furrowed unconsciously .

Suddenly, a smile appeared from the corner of his mouth, "As long as you have this traction, you can't escape. The pain from 27 years ago, the ridicule from 27 years ago, I will definitely get back bit by bit!"

Ivan's body suddenly blurred, and slowly disappeared into the spot like a cloud of smoke.

On this side, the chase is going on anxiously, and on the other side, a bloody storm is about to set off.

Not the right time?hehe.Arthurs sneered, no matter what, no matter what the price was, he couldn't bear it anymore.

He must not allow the past to repeat itself.

If you want to protect a person well, you must have the ability to control everything and stand proudly in the world.That way, he will be feared, and no one will dare to provoke him at will.

The dimmed sky will eventually be covered in blood...