Chapter 273: The Phoenix Returns from the Fire

Outside the room, Azshara held her head high and took slow steps, seemingly mocking Hastur. Why was Hastur kicked out?

"Little guy, were you hiding outside the door just now and eavesdropping?"

"Meow."

"Don't deny it, you won't be that honest."

"Meow!"

Azshara turned her head to one side, but Hastur grabbed her and held her in her arms. Her little head was brutally rubbed.

One person and one cat waited outside for more than ten minutes before Sharon's voice came from the room.

Hastur opened the door, placed Azshara on the ground, and then mercilessly shut the door behind her in protest.

In the room, Renette Tinichole had already left. Sharon was probably too embarrassed, so she asked Renette Tinichole to leave first.

Sharon looked at Hastana's thoughtful and joking eyes, took a deep breath, and then said calmly: "I like this New Year's gift very much, thank you."

She did not ask why Hastur knew her teacher, and she even knew that her teacher did not die but was hiding in the spirit world.

In the extraordinary world, exploring secrets is a very taboo thing.

"Now, it's time for me to really get a messenger of my own."

"??"

Sharon looked at Hastur in confusion and reminded: "My teacher, she is willing to be your messenger."

"That's your teacher, something feels wrong when you wake up."

"The extraordinary world doesn't talk about this."

"Then would you like your teacher to be my messenger?"

"I have no opinion."

Hasta smiled and said, "But I still want to try it again."

"Is there any danger?"

"No, but it should be lively."

Soon, Sharon saw what Hastur was talking about.

"I!

I call in my name:

A spirit wandering in the void, a friendly creature to be driven, a unique being willing to be my messenger. "

When Hastur finished speaking a complete sentence to summon spiritual creatures in ancient Hermetic language, the candle flame swelled again until illusory and transparent fireworks enveloped the entire room.

Sharon stood aside with a solemn look on her face, staring at the scene in front of her with a look of caution.

After a moment of silence, a huge riot broke out in the spiritual world, and the deafening roar threatened to tear apart the barrier between the spiritual world and the real world.

Sharon felt that her spirituality was constantly being shaken by this abnormality, and her face turned slightly pale.

What is this about summoning spiritual creatures as messengers? This simply attracts all the powerful creatures hidden in the spiritual world.

In the spirit world, Renette Tinichole, who had just returned to her castle, looked at the place where the alluring call came from with all four heads.

Someone there was summoning spiritual creatures to become messengers. Many powerful creatures hidden deep in the spiritual world smelled this breath, woke up from their slumber, and rushed over.

If the owner of that aura hadn't been a good friend of Sharon, she would have gone to participate in this unique application.

Because there were too many powerful spirit world creatures gathered, they started fighting with each other on the way. Two or three of them were not weaker than her, and they were also caught in the melee at this moment.

Renette Tinichole did not participate in it. Instead, she held her four heads and placed them on top of the castle. She also laid her hands on the castle and silently observed the chaotic battle.

In another place in the spiritual world, Nast was driving the Black Emperor in this direction. Powerful spiritual creatures appeared inexplicably and attacked directly towards the Black Emperor.

And there was not just one, but a group of them, including spiritual creatures that were no weaker than him.

What kind of riot of spiritual creatures is this?

With his scalp numb, Nast dealt with the two approaching spirit world creatures and hurriedly opened the spirit world passage. The Black Emperor turned around and left here to avoid being involved in this chaos.

The violent sea is a restricted area for all sea voyagers. There are dark storms and dark lightning here. You cannot get close, otherwise you will be swallowed up.

Inside a huge, dark and cold mausoleum, there were open coffins surrounding each one. Inside the coffins lay the rotting dead with white feathers on their backs.

In the depths of the dark mausoleum, there is black mist flowing like fluff. When the black mist there gradually disperses, the illusory creature entrenched at the bottom gradually reveals the tip of its iceberg.

It was a huge feathered snake, with green and gloomy black scales, and light buttery feathers sprouting from the gaps. Each feather had a black illusory test tube extending out, leading to an unknown time and space. .

It was particularly active today. It was raising its head as big as a mountain to look into the depths of the spiritual world. It was making a hoarse and low call, as if it was communicating with some existence.

Deep in the spiritual world, a dark river flows from nowhere. It is clearly right in front of you, but it seems to be separated by two different time and space.

Today, a ball of fire appeared at the bottom of the calmly flowing river, and then a huge phoenix screamed, jumped up from the river, covered in blazing flames, flapped its wings and galloped away in one direction.

When this phoenix appeared, hidden in the depths of the mausoleum in the violent sea, the huge feathered snake covered with light buttery feathers made bursts of sounds that were unknown whether they were mournful or joyful.

Then, a ball of pale flames appeared all over the giant feathered serpent, and the pale yellow and yellow feathers and the illusory black pipes were constantly engulfed by the flames. As the process continued, the pale flames gradually turned into bright red, and then turned towards the direction of the golden flames.

When the golden flames completely engulfed the giant feathered serpent, an egg covered with golden lines was formed, the size of a house. As the golden flames were continuously sucked in, the surface of the egg with golden lines began to crack, and pieces of eggshells fell off.

But before the eggshells fell to the ground, they turned into drops of golden liquid and merged into the egg.

When everything calmed down, a bird with golden flames all over its body was born.

With a blank and simple look, it showed confusion and curiosity about everything in front of it. Finally, it flapped its wings and entered the spirit world under the call of the inner voice.

When the phoenix, which was flapping its wings and flying out from the depths of the spirit world, met the ignorant little bird, the two sides confronted each other briefly, and then naturally merged together, reborn from the ashes, and then, in the form of a miniature phoenix, drew a golden mark in the spirit world and continued to fly in one direction.

Backlund, Backlund University Library, Azik, who had recently arrived here, was originally flipping through books, looking for past history.

Suddenly, his expression froze, and he felt a burst of severe pain in his head, which made him subconsciously cover his head to prevent it from splitting in half.

He tried to suppress this feeling, put the book in his hand back to its original position on the bookshelf, and walked towards the door of the library without looking back. The speed of walking became faster and faster, and the pain in his head was constantly increasing, as if two souls were tearing something apart.

This tearing feeling from the depths of the soul brought a torture like purgatory.

Azik left the library, endured the pain, and walked aimlessly on the street.

"Mr. Azik, why are you here... You look uncomfortable? Did something happen?"

"Quick! Knock me out!"

"This, good!"

As the world in front of him fell into darkness, Azik's past memory fragments gradually returned, and he remembered his true identity, the Archon of Death.

That was a completely unfamiliar self, but it was so real, as if that person was the complete self, and he was just a defective one.

He also saw an immortal bird burning with golden flames, flying out of a dark and cold river.

He also saw a huge feathered serpent covered with flames in the depths of a mausoleum, and finally turned into an egg and was reborn from the fire.

Then the world in front of him lit up again, and he saw Klein and his friend Leonard looking at him with concern.

Klein apologized, "Mr. Azik, I'm so sorry. I don't have the ability to knock you out. I can only let my friend Leonard help you fall asleep for a short time. I hope this will help your situation."

"I'm fine. This help is very effective. Thank you."

Azik smiled and nodded. His head was in so much pain just now, but the guidance from the dark was still there, in the spiritual world.

"I plan to start a journey next, which will probably take a long time. If you have any questions, you can write to me."

Klein was still worried, "Mr. Azik, are you really okay?"

Azik smiled gently, "I have recovered a lot of memories, although some memories are not as good as I imagined."

"Leave now?"

"Yes, now."

Klein's eyes dimmed a little, but soon brightened again, and he smiled, "I will write to Mr. Azik often."

Azik smiled gently, nodded to Leonard again, and then disappeared into the crowd.

Leonard looked in the direction where Azik left and said, "Klein, your teacher is a little bit abnormal. I just tried my best to make him sleep for a short time, but he regained consciousness in just a few seconds."

"Don't worry, Mr. Azik is a very good person." Klein told Leonard not to worry too much.

"Haha, a very good person, that's a very good evaluation."

At this moment, the old man's joking voice came from deep in Leonard's heart.