Elemental Light Mage

Chapter 514 The Real Artifact

Qing Qianqian screamed: "Why did he hit me so hard!"

Qiao Shiyu was indeed the oldest among the group, but she still retained the weakness of a woman in her heart. She looked away for fear that she would see "Sui Sui Le" in the next second.

Only Qiao Wutong knew best that if Lord Shengyi wanted Baoni to die, he should not use a blizzard but cast a more dangerous and powerful magic.

There were many ice crystals frozen on Baoni's clothes, and when his body moved, his clothes made a "cracking" sound of ice breaking.

"I'm running out of strength..."

The ice and snow smeared on Baoni's facial features, turning him into a temporary "white-browed old man", with his whole back hunched over like a little old man.

The Holy Will of Desire did not lower his arms, but stared at Baoni's condition with a frown.

Seeing that the situation was settled, Qing Qianqian appealed, "Holy Will of Desire, please don't kill His Royal Highness the Prince!"

No matter how hard Qing Qianqian tried, the arm of Desire Saint holding the ice sword remained motionless.

Baoni was like a hamster in a cage being played with by a hair dryer. The difference was that the air blown out by this "hair dryer" was not just hot air or cold air, but a bone-chilling blizzard.

At least the hamster has fur to keep warm, but the clothes Baoni wears cannot maintain his body temperature at all.

What's more dangerous is that he cannot fall into "hibernation". Baoni cannot and dare not guarantee what will happen after he closes his eyes.

The pupils gradually showed signs of dilation, and Baoni stood motionless in the snowstorm, as if he had turned into a real statue.

"..."

The Saint of Desire saw this and reflected on whether he had been too harsh on the child...

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"Brother Wang, won't you help me get my soul back?"

In the woods, Baoni was discussing with King Ping's brother Bassis about how to take back the spirit of the divine spear.

"If you lose your soul, you will be the one who will be scolded when you return home. If you lose your soul, I will be the one who will be executed."

What Bassis meant was that he was unwilling to help his brother regain the spirit of the Divine Spear.

Baoni replied unwillingly: "But the spirit is very important to me. I came to the empire just to make it recognize me."

"Have you made it recognize you?"

"……No."

Bassis asked, "You didn't make the spirit recognize you, and you didn't take good care of it. Isn't it your own fault?"

"Sorry……"

Baoni just thought that he was being taught a lesson by his brother, and he was so ashamed that tears almost came out of his eyes.

"I just want the spirit to acknowledge my bravery..."

"If you rush forward blindly without seeing the situation clearly, and then become afraid of death and fail to reflect afterwards, it should not be called bravery but mindless recklessness."

Perhaps because there are too many geniuses in the world of magic, Bassis unconsciously raised his "standards" for his younger brother.

"Think carefully next time you want to hold the spirit."

"Next time..." Baoni didn't listen to his brother's words at all, "But the spirit is no longer in my hands."

Bassis stepped onto the dirt road, "I didn't say I wouldn't help you get back the Spirit of the Divine Spear."

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When Baoni came back to his senses, all he saw was a dark, mirror-like world where the sky and water merged into one.

"Where is this place?"

The panicked child looked around, but he couldn't see a living creature that could comfort him.

"Am I... dead? Did the Holy Will of Desire kill me?"

Baoni believed that he was at fault first, and it was not impossible that the Desire God intended to kill him.

But why does this place look so much like the consciousness space that the teacher talked about?

Baoni put his hands into his clothes, and the residual heat from his body warmed his palms. The new idea overturned the child's fear.

This is the space of consciousness, I must not be dead yet.

A flickering light flickered from behind him, illuminating his shoulders.

Baoni then realized that he was probably not the only one in his own consciousness space.

He turned his head to face the source of the light, and that was the divine spear that he was very familiar with - the soul.

“Spirit…”

Baoni called out the name of the Divine Spear, and the silence in the space made his mind calm down a bit.

He then realized how little he knew about this "old friend".

The Divine Spear chose him as its master when he was less than half the height of his spirit soul. However, he was surrounded by servants and officials at that time and ignored the existence of his spirit soul, simply treating it as a toy in his hands.

After several years, Baoni self-deprecatingly gave his own answer to what he had accomplished with his soul.

He didn't think about anything at all, didn't consider what he should do or how he should do it. He just needed to listen to his father and teacher, and no one would harm him.

But this time the Empire Tour...

The rumored extremely vicious Desire Shengyi saved him, and his brother King Ping, whom he had never met before, also sacrificed himself to fulfill his wish. Even Xiaoqian, a girl, performed better than him many times.

"..."

Baoni abandoned his arrogant ignorance and decided to face the artifact that recognized him as a loser.

"I'm sorry Lingpo. I was so foolish and naive that I believed your great brother's words, which made you and Xiaoqian have a difficult journey."

Baoni straightened his attitude and murmured, "Actually, I don't know what to do with you..."

His teacher wants him to pick up the spirit and become a hero of the country, his father wants him to pick up the spirit and defeat the enemies who block the future of the kingdom, and his mother and Xiaoqian want him to just use the spirit to protect himself.

But shouldn’t I think about it seriously?

but……

do not know.

really do not know.

Baoni himself had no idea what kind of person he should become with the soul.

However, the only thing he knew was that he could no longer live in a muddle-headed way, but had to try his best to think and deal with things.

"Although I don't know what to do in the future, but the soul..." Baoni was so excited that tears came out of his eyes, and he prayed sincerely, "Even so, I still want you to help me..."

The child's words floated into the space of consciousness, and what responded to Baoni was the complete silence of this space.

"Ah, so I am the only one talking to myself?"

After wiping away his tears, Baoni showed a regretful expression of "So that's how it is", but this time he did not blame himself for being stupid and naive.

In an instant, the light emanating from the surface of the soul intensified in brightness. Baoni, who had originally given up, was attracted by this change, and a hot feeling arose deep in his chest.

"Hold me, Baoni," the spirit's voice was clearly that of a young child, but the tone inside it was like that of an old man who had experienced many vicissitudes of life, "Let's... fight together."

The unexpected response gave birth to hope in Baooni's heart. This was the first time that the spirit responded to Baooni's wishes.

He smiled happily and said, "Yes, please fight with me...!"