The morning light is just like a shy girl, gently pushing aside the curtain of night with her soft fingertips, and spreading a touch of light gold in the forest. Dewdrops flicker on the leaves, like crystal pearls, reflecting the light of the morning light, adding a touch of agility to this quiet forest. Alexander and Adrian have been trekking in this forest for several hours. The young magician feels exhausted, and his legs are as heavy as lead, but his inner curiosity and desire for the unknown drive him to keep moving forward.
"Adrian," Alexander asked panting, his voice hoarse, like a leaf dried by the wind, "You said you have been looking for the heir of the ancient book. What does this mean? Why are you looking for me?"
The knight slowed down, his deep eyes cast into the distance, as if he was staring at a distant era, an era full of legends and magic.
"It's a long story," he said softly, his voice echoing in the silent forest like a low string, "but I think you should know the truth."
They stopped to rest by a stream. Adrian took out a piece of ancient cloth from his backpack and unfolded it carefully. Alexander was surprised to find that the map drawn on it was exactly the same as the one in the ancient book, like two brothers who had been separated for many years and finally reunited under the arrangement of fate.
"Five hundred years ago," Adrian began to tell the story, his voice echoing in the silent forest like an ancient bell, telling an ancient legend, "this world was ruled by seven powerful magicians. They created balance and prosperity, and were honored as the 'Seven Sages'. They used their wisdom and power to protect the peace and tranquility of the world, like seven shining stars, illuminating every corner of the world."
Alexander listened attentively, vaguely feeling that he had some connection with this story, as if he had known this story for a long time, but it was forgotten in the depths of his memory. Now, with Adrian's narration, these memories reappeared in his mind like dusty treasures.
"But power leads to corruption," Adrian continued, his tone full of regret and helplessness, "One of the sages betrayed the others. He greedily wanted to monopolize all the power and rule the whole world. He launched a devastating war, turning the world into a purgatory on earth, and turning peace and prosperity into blood and fire."
Alexander couldn't help but take a breath. He seemed to see the tragic scene of the war, the homes destroyed by the war, and the innocent souls who lost their loved ones in the war. He felt a chill rising from the bottom of his heart, as if covered by ice and snow, making him unable to breathe.
"Finally," Adrian said, his voice was low and powerful, as if announcing an irreversible fate, "the remaining six sages sacrificed themselves and sealed their power in seven artifacts. They predicted that one day there would be an heir who would reunite these forces, become the new God King, bring peace, and save the world from darkness."
"And that ancient book..." Alexander said thoughtfully, as if he was attracted by a huge mystery, wanting to solve it and find the answer.
"That's right," Adrian nodded, his tone full of affirmation and expectation, "That ancient book is one of the seven artifacts and also the key. Only the true heir can awaken its power and open the door to the throne of the God King."
Alexander looked down at the book in his hand and suddenly felt heavy, as if this ancient book carried the fate of the world, and he was about to become the guardian of this fate.
"So... do you think I am the heir?" Alexander asked, his tone full of confusion and uneasiness. He didn't know if he could take on this responsibility, and he didn't know if he could save the world.
Adrian's expression became serious, and he looked directly into Alexander's eyes, as if he wanted to see through his heart and confirm his identity.
"I'm not sure," he said, his tone full of caution and hesitation, "but you can use the power of the ancient book, which has proved a lot. However, to become a true God King, you still need to find the other six artifacts and pass their tests. Only by passing these tests can you have the power of the God King and save the world."
Just then, there was a commotion in the distance, like a gust of wind blowing in the mountains and forests, blowing the leaves, blowing the grass, blowing everyone's heart. A group of black-clothed men rushed out of the woods, holding spears and wearing black armor, like demons from hell, exuding a chilling breath.
"They're catching up!" Alexander exclaimed, he felt a burst of fear, he didn't know if he could defeat these enemies, he didn't know if he could protect himself, protect Adrian, and protect this ancient book.
Adrian quickly stood up and drew his sword, the sword shining silver in the sun, like a brave knight, ready to fight.
"Alexander, listen," he said hurriedly, his tone full of determination and encouragement, "No matter what happens, protect the ancient books. If we get separated, follow the direction indicated by the map. Go find other artifacts! Remember, you must survive, you must find other artifacts, and you must become the king of gods!"
The battle is about to start. Adrian bravely fought, the sword light was like a rainbow, like a flash of lightning, cutting through the darkness and repelling the men in black. Alexander tried to recall the feeling of using magic last night. He closed his eyes and felt the flow of elements around him, as if he wanted to merge with nature and become a part of nature.
"Focus," he said silently in his heart, the voice was like a call from the depths of his soul, "Power of water, listen to my call!"
A strong current of water suddenly rose from the stream, rushing towards the enemy like a giant dragon, scattering the men in black, like a boat hit by the waves, floating powerlessly on the water.
Alexander opened his eyes and saw the damage he had caused, excited and scared. For the first time, he felt the power of magic, for the first time, he felt that he had such a powerful power, and for the first time, he felt that he had such an important mission.
Adrian took the opportunity to deal with the remaining enemies, and then ran back to Alexander, with admiration and relief on his face.
"Well done!" The knight praised, his tone full of joy and encouragement, "But we must leave immediately. More enemies may be coming, we must leave here as soon as possible and go to the next destination."
They quickly packed up and continued to run forward. While running, Adrian's words echoed in Alexander's mind. The God King, the seven artifacts, the prophecy... all of this made him feel extremely confused and uneasy.
"Adrian," Alexander shouted while running, his voice like leaves in the wind, floating in the forest, "If I am really the heir, then my parents... my life experience..."
The knight's expression became complicated. He seemed to be hesitating, thinking, and hiding something.
"The answers to these questions may be hidden in other artifacts," he said, his tone full of mystery and expectation, "but now, our first task is to survive and then find the next artifact. Only when you find all the artifacts can you solve all the mysteries and find your answers."
Alexander nodded and held the ancient book tightly. He felt that his fate was like a huge mystery, and he was about to solve this mystery and find his own answers.
As the sun set, the figures of the two disappeared in the depths of the dense forest, like two meteors, streaking across the night sky, leaving a short light, and then disappeared. Alexander's magic journey has just begun, and greater challenges are waiting for him ahead.