Even in the long life of Asda Sakern, his first impression of the boy was a particularly funny and ridiculous one.
Under the dim candlelight, the black-haired boy looked rather battered. Blood dripped from his forehead, his small face was bruised, and there were red marks on his neck as if he had been strangled. His slightly trembling body was covered in tattered sackcloth, and a dagger was tied to his leg.
After learning of his own identity, he appeared to be at a loss. He was slightly nervous as he pressed his hand against his chest. He seemed to vaguely understand the meaning of the word 'Mystic'. The pressure in his body changed rapidly, and even the air he exhaled became much more turbid.
But his eyes were really special.
Yes, those strange eyes were not filled with fear or unfamiliarity, nor were they filled with panic or vigilance. Instead, they were filled with … curiosity and excitement?
Thales was surprised by his own thoughts at that moment.
The moment he heard the word 'Mystic', after the initial shock, he suddenly had the urge to ask what exactly a Mystic was.
Was it an occupational hazard?
At that moment, from the corner of his eye, Thales saw three irregular spheres placed quietly in a dark corner. Each of the spheres was as big as a person.
Then, Thales recognized the vague outline of a person's hands and feet on those spheres.
The boy's face was a little pale.
"I think you have already met the Brotherhood's Talon Brothers and Moria." The Mystic Asda noticed his gaze and grinned. "They are very ambitious. They went straight to the center of Red Street Market the moment they arrived."
"Sorry, I am not used to suffocating or pressing like Morris. In fact, I prefer the simpler method."
'Is squeezing a living person into a ball really a simpler method?' Thales thought about it and silently criticized.
"Come, child." Asda smiled gently. His voice was very pleasant and gentle. "Come and look at my chessboard."
Thales gulped and turned his head. He chased the few human flesh spheres out of his mind and quickly thought about his situation. Then, when he saw the blue energy ball on Asda's left hand that looked like a 3D effect (but he knew it was definitely not), he decisively removed the thought of 'pulling out the dagger and putting it on his neck' from his mind.
Thales followed the method he used when he defended his thesis in his previous life. He took three slow but rhythmic breaths before he slowly walked up.
If it was a blessing, it wasn't a curse. If it was a curse, it couldn't be avoided.
Asda looked at the boy's grown-up behavior with a faint smile. When the boy approached the chessboard and was about to speak, he was surprised to see the boy pull out a chair without hesitation and sit on it. He frowned, seemingly dissatisfied with the view of the chair, so he moved the chair a little closer to Asda before climbing back up and sitting on it.
"Uh, my legs are a little sore." Thales smiled sheepishly at Asda. He accidentally tore the wound on his forehead, causing him to hiss in pain.
"It's my negligence."
With great interest, Asda turned his head and tapped lightly with his right hand. The wound on Thales' forehead seemed to be pressed down by something, and the blood stopped flowing out.
"This is … You raised and fixed the local pressure of the air?" Thales touched his forehead in surprise and found that there was an invisible layer that isolated his hand from the wound.
Asda stopped smiling and nodded without batting an eyelid.
"Not bad. Did your home tutor teach you physics?"
"Uh, no." Thales put his hand down in embarrassment. It seemed that Asda had mistaken him for a noble or a rich man's son.
Asda nodded and turned to the chessboard on the table.
"Do you recognize what this is?"
Thales looked at the map on the table in detail.
"A board game with Red Street Market as the map. No, this is the current situation of the battle outside! The red side is Blood Bottle Gang, and the black side is the Brotherhood! "Thales said in sudden realization.
"Of course."
Asda extended his right hand expressionlessly. Two black chess pieces and a crystal chess piece flew over from afar and were caught in his hand.
"This should have been a flawless trap.
I would have killed everyone from the Brotherhood, from Morris to Cenza, in a short period of time.
But things never go according to plan, do they not? "
The three chess pieces danced in the air like birds and circled around Thales' head.
'Magic, magic, just treat it as a magic show.' Thales forced himself to calm down as he watched Asda's performance.
"First of all, my subordinates are getting more and more useless. They should have surrounded Morris and Cenza at the first instance and killed them at all costs. But they timidly avoided the strong enemy and used guerrilla tactics to cut off their wings. They are a classic example of bullying the weak and fearing the strong.
"Secondly, I don't know if they are reinforcements from the Brotherhood. In any case, this unexpected chess piece messed up my deployment too early."
As Asda spoke emotionlessly, the chess pieces above Thales' head suddenly landed on the map one by one.
"This is the companion who came with you from District C. He is terrifyingly fast. He took down Dorno and Sven in one move. Ralf can only chase after him until now. As a tracking Psionic, Nemeno could not even catch up to the dust behind his feet. I can only say that it is gratifying that the Brotherhood still has such an expert. "
In the air, a black swordsman landed on the map, one after the other with a red swordsman. Further away was a red prime minister.
Thales knew that he was talking about Jala. He could only hope that she was safe, especially when there was a red prime minister in the distance.
"This gap is really fatal. Many chess pieces escaped. Although they are all small fries," Asda sighed. "Through them, the headquarters of Black Street Brotherhood found out about the situation here an hour earlier than I expected. I can feel that Lance and his men have already taken control of the entrance."
"The rat trap … is broken."
He lowered his head bleakly, his face full of regret and sorrow. At that moment, Thales almost thought that the person in front of him was a temple priest who bemoaned the state of the universe and pitied mankind.
But Asda immediately raised his head. His sorrowful expression disappeared without a trace. He gently waved his fingers and the two chess pieces in the air began to spin again.
"This guy came in from another direction. I don't know which camp he is from. The time he took to kill the Layton siblings was shorter than the time it took to slaughter two pigs. No one could stop him when he rushed into the vicinity. I could only send Groudon, who was by my side, out. Now, I don't even have anyone to talk to, "Asda said, seemingly dissatisfied.
Asda seemed dissatisfied. The crystal knight fell from the sky and was placed next to a red guard.
"It is probably a chess piece from another force. If it is not a noble, then it is an official. This is also an accident."
Thales gulped again.
"Finally, it is you, my little friend. Because there is no one else available, I had to personally invite you. "
Asda tilted his head. His gaze suddenly became sharp.
The last black chess piece above Thales' head suddenly landed in the center of the map.
It landed next to a red king chess piece.
Thales could not help but feel nervous.
"Tell me, where did you come from?"
Asda leaned against the back of his chair. It was hard to tell whether his expression was genuine or not.
"Why did the people from the Brotherhood send you all the way to the center of Red Street Market?
"Are you some kind of terrible weapon? Were you sent to my side to assassinate me?
Or is it an important piece of information and parcel that needs to be handed over to that other chess piece?
I hope you can answer my questions willingly and in a friendly manner, instead of shouting 'Death to the Mystic' and rushing towards me. To be honest, that is pure suicide. "
Asda looked at him quietly. His eyes were full of sincerity.
Unlike the sincerity in Rick's eyes, which obviously had ulterior motives, Asda's sincerity was emotionless. It was as if he did not care about the answer to this question.
'Calm down, Thales. Calm down.'
The prince reminded himself. In his mind, he kept thinking about the presentation sessions and seminars. How to use a language familiar to the audience and lead them into unfamiliar territory.
'I am very good at this, am I not?'
Thales took a deep breath.
"Mister Asda Sakern, are you saying that you can know everything that happens in Red Street Market just by sitting here?"
He first had to gather all the information.
"Not exactly," Asda replied nonchalantly. "I can know even the slightest air condition in the entire street, from the change in air pressure in various parts of the body to the flow of air outside the body. In other words, all the lives that breathe in Red Street Market are under my surveillance."
'This is his ability? 'So, he is indeed the Air Mystic?' Thales thought to himself.
'No wonder the Brotherhood was beaten up so badly.'
"Then you will naturally understand." Thales began to organize his words and logic, looking for a chance to survive the verbal confrontation.
"Along the way, my companions and I carefully avoided any confrontation. We only attacked when we had no other choice, whether it was the Brotherhood or Blood Bottle Gang.
"I think this proves that we are not from the Brotherhood. At least, we are not here for the Brotherhood tonight, and we have no intention of getting involved in the battlefield. So, we have no intention of becoming enemies with you. "
"That makes sense." Asda nodded. He still looked as if he was indifferent, but his tone did not soften. "But you still took my pawns. I do not care about the lives of those small fries, but I do care that my plans and goals were interrupted. Whether it was intentional or not, even the most depraved judge would not turn a blind eye to manslaughter, right?
"And you did not answer my question. Who are you? Why is it so important? "
Thales quickly adjusted his words. "I am the Brotherhood's enemy!"
Only this sentence made Asda raise his head slightly.
Thales understood the cause of the matter and decided to tell part of the truth.
"I am just an ordinary child beggar. I offended the higher-ups of the Brotherhood and fled. The Brotherhood's eyes and ears are everywhere in the Upper District. The Red Street Market, which is adjacent to Blood Bottle Gang, is my only chance!
"But my companions and I did not think about the gang war that happened tonight. So, unintentionally …
"I apologize for our recklessness. I can also … I mean, make amends when I have the ability.
"I believe in my future value. It is definitely worth it for you to spare my life today.
"I am already destined to be enemies with the Brotherhood. No matter how weak I am, the enemy of my enemy is my friend. Blood Bottle Gang does not need to eliminate potential enemies for the Brotherhood, does it?"
Asda's eyes narrowed.
'What an eloquent child.'
"That's it?"
"That's it."
Asda was silent for a long time. There was a faint smile on his face.
"The air pressure in your body does not fluctuate much. Although your breathing is tense, it is very stable. Ah, although you did not tell the whole truth, you did not lie."
The Mystic smiled bitterly and shook his head.
He said sincerely, "So, your appearance and the disruption of the chess game seems to be a coincidence.
"Ah, actually, I do not care about those chess pieces that were eaten by you. After all, they are just small chess pieces. The so-called Strongest Twelve, Thirteen Generals, Psionic Warriors and Six Powerhouses, other than Cenza, are just ordinary class and supra class.
"Even the Blood Bottle Gang is just a relatively large chess piece. I don't even care that you messed up my plan and broke through my trap."
Asda smiled bitterly and looked at Thales.
"It's just that I didn't expect that my plan would be destroyed by a coincidence."
"This makes me very depressed."
"Coincidence, coincidence … Haha, I am beginning to understand where Empress Hellen's power lies."
'What a strange and peculiar person,' Thales added in his heart as he nervously observed the Air Mystic.
"The world is really strange."
Asda suddenly laughed involuntarily.
"Child, do you know? The birth of mystic energy is also purely a coincidence. "
Thales' heart began to beat faster. He felt an inexplicable sense of danger from the Mystic who had a strange expression.
"A long time ago, there was only magic in the world. There was no mystic energy." Asda's expression was yearning and complicated.
"Wizards searched for the truth of the world. They used all kinds of ingenious methods and wisdom to use the world's resources and energy to serve a better world.
"Until one day, a wizard apprentice with low aptitude accidentally discovered that his magic was not very stable. It was as if magic had a life of its own. It began to lose control and began to rebel against its master! "
Thales was shocked to find that he was actually floating in the air!
In a panic, he wanted to grab onto the edge of the table, but he found that he was floating higher and higher. His arms could no longer reach the table!
He quickly looked at Asda, but to his horror, he found that the Mystic's expression was filled with pain and madness!
"Yes, this is how it all started! A wizard apprentice accidentally made a mistake! " Asda muttered to himself in a neurotic manner. At the same time, he gently picked up the black pawn that had just fallen from the map.
Thales watched as the pawn was taken away. His heart sank. He knew what the Mystic was going to do next.
"From instability, to complete loss of control, to being dominated. The world you are familiar with began to collapse. Fear and panic struck. No one could save you except yourself!"
Thales painfully discovered that the flow of air around his body began to accelerate, and the air pressure began to change!
"No one knew what happened to him. It was only when he returned to the world that people realized that he was no longer a wizard.
He was not even human anymore. He was no longer a mortal. "
As the air pressure increased, so did the temperature. Terrified, Thales only felt that the air around him was getting hotter and hotter. He began to sweat profusely.
"It was also an accidental mistake. He accidentally killed two deities."
"It's like I accidentally stepped on two ants."
Asda's words were extremely cold. He slowly turned his head and curled his lips.
'This lunatic!'
Thales loosened his clenched teeth. He wanted to speak, but found that his voice could not pass through his throat!
"This was the first Mystic, and also the most powerful Mystic in history. The wizards were horrified to find that compared to him, their spells and spells were like child's tricks and deceptions! The gods panicked to find that the divine power and divinity, which were once high and mighty, could not withstand a single blow. How laughable!
"The colorful but childish era of wizards came to an end. The new Mystics stood above the sky, surpassed the gods, and looked down on all living beings!"
In the high heat, Thales began to feel the pressure coming from all directions!
His limbs were squeezed close to his body. His entire body shrank into a ball and floated in the air. It was a horrifying sight.
It was as if he was stuffed into a washing machine from his previous life!
"Fear. Of course, humans would be afraid! Power that was not taboo and could not be restrained could only be enjoyed by a few. How could they not be afraid? "
In the air, Thales felt his entire body begin to lose strength. He could not help but notice that Asda's tone had already placed himself beyond the scope of humans.
"And so the war began."
Asda stood up gently. The energy ball in his left hand was still spinning.
"However, it was probably a coincidence.
We lost. "
Asda lowered his head in desolation. He raised his right hand, and without looking at Thales in the air, he clenched it hard.
* Boom! *
All the joints in Thales' body began to crackle. His eardrums felt like they were being crushed by something, and all the blood in his body surged!
'Is this what it means to "talk and kill"?
'Am I going to be squeezed to death?'
Thales thought hopelessly. His mind was no longer clear at that moment.
'Just like crushing an ant?'
The wound on his forehead, which was sealed by Asda, suddenly burst into blood again.
'Is this a Mystic?
It feels no different from a psionic ability? '
Before Thales died, he saw Asda's left hand from the corner of his eye. There was a blue ball of light spinning continuously there. There seemed to be an infinite storm spinning within it.
He suddenly felt the wound on his chest that was scalded by the silver coin start to burn. The muscles all over his body seemed to be burning.
Getting hotter.
Hotter and hotter.
"So, we Mystics and mystic energy have become taboo."
When Asda said the last sentence, he frowned imperceptibly.
His last sentence should have been accompanied by the death of his target.
'Has my control deteriorated?' The Mystic did not think much about it. He just closed his right hand again expressionlessly.
But at that moment, Thales felt a hint of pleasure in the illusion of burning. The pain of being squeezed by the air seemed to have lessened a little.
He found himself able to speak again.
Thales opened his mouth with difficulty and looked at the energy ball in Asda's hand.
'I hate it the most.
'Holding a ball to act cool.
'That guy.'
"Screw you, mystic energy."
Thales heard himself say that.
Then, a wave of heat came from his body.
Asda's eyes were filled with surprise.
The dark chess room was suddenly filled with red light from an unknown place.
Asda looked around in shock, but then he found the source of the red light. He looked down at his left hand.
There, in the blue energy ball, a hint of red light appeared.
It began to corrode the blue storm inside!
A hint.
A little.
A line.
A side.
The red light spread.
Until it corroded the entire energy ball.
"No! This is — this is — "Asda murmured, as if he had seen the most unbelievable beauty.
The translucent energy ball in Asda's hand suddenly stopped spinning.
Then, the energy ball that had turned red disappeared in his left hand.
The Air Mystic raised his head and looked at Thales, who was in midair.
There, in front of Thales' right hand, the red energy ball floated quietly.
Asda's eyes were filled with excitement.
"You are —"
However, before the Mystic could finish speaking, to Thales, the world seemed to shatter.
* Boom! *
The energy ball suddenly exploded!
Invisible energy was transmitted from inside!
If the chess room's cellar was like a balloon, then right now, it was as if the balloon was blown out from the inside!
Doors, windows, glass, chessboard, candles, everything was instantly blown away and then shattered!
From the beams to the pillars, the house suddenly exploded!
* Boom! *
Asda was also sent flying backwards as if he was hammered by a huge force. He crashed into the wall!
Thales was also sent flying by the huge force and crashed into the ceiling. But the ceiling and the wall were immediately blown apart!
But the force that bound and squeezed him had disappeared.
It was the same as his consciousness.
On a street.
* Boom! *
Morris put down two Blood Bottle Gang members who were suffocated to death by his psionic power. He listened to the explosion in surprise.
The degree of the explosion …
It was at least a battle between supreme class fighters!
Could it be Cenza? Did Cenza meet the Air Mystic?
The elites around him were also bewildered.
"Boss!"
The assassin, Layork, was covered in blood. He rushed over from afar. His expression was mixed with joy and worry.
He said breathlessly, "Air wall …"
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