Chapter 217 216: Mythical and Mutation Ian
Ian and Merlin stood in front of the mysterious coffin. The lid of the coffin was slowly pushed open, and a old but strange aura came to their face.
The two of them focused their eyes on the coffin, and they saw a raven corpse lying quietly there. The raven looks extremely strange. Although it is dead, it is still lifelike, with bright and smooth feathers, as if it is just sleeping, and it may flap its wings and fly high at any time, no difference from being alive.
The raven even had its eyelids closed slightly, as if it would open its sharp eyes in the next second. Time and the passage of time did not affect its body at all.
"This bird is so beautiful."
The colorful black really exists.
It was on the black raven in the coffin Ian saw. The raven's corpse maintained its last posture during its lifetime, and its right claw was tightly pressing half of the broken crystal.
There is no trace of magic on the crystal. Of course, the thing that Ian cares about the most is not this, but why is there a bird lying in his tomb?
Why is it a raven?
? Moreover, the appearance of this raven made Ian feel inexplicably familiar. Ian tried to search through his memory, trying to find clues related to the raven.
And at this time.
Merlin's curse still had no intention of stopping. "This bad thing! I actually want to see it! Damn guy!" His face turned red, his eyes wide open, and his anger was as if he was about to spit out fire.
"What is your relationship with this raven?"
Just as Ian was immersed in his thoughts and was puzzled, Merlin suddenly turned his head and looked at the little wizard Ian beside him with a furious look. If Merlin remembered correctly, this should be Medivh's tomb, which is the tomb of the person in front of him.
Facing the aggressive Merlin, Ian shrank his neck, for some reason, but for no reason, feeling guilty, as if he felt a little injured for some reason.
"I don't know either. I just think this bird looks familiar." Ian's voice was very quiet, and he was still thinking hard. He always felt that the raven looked familiar, especially the closed eyes, as if he had seen it somewhere. But no matter how he recalled it, he could never piece together the complete picture in his mind. "Familiar?"
Melin's annoyed expression was slightly stunned.
He spoke in shock.
"You have been pitted by this bird, too?"
This was almost Merlin's subconscious reaction. The reason for such an idea is very simple. After all, according to his understanding, all the famous figures in history have been tricked by this bird.
It's not limited to wizards.
As a big man hidden in history, it is not impossible for Medieval to have an intersection with this bird... Thinking of this, Merlin immediately thought about it.
Ian was also a little stunned after hearing this.
"Has been cheated? That's not... I just feel that it is a bit like a phoenix I raised, and it looks similar overall." This is the only familiar reason I could think of.
The black phoenix he owns is about 80% similar to this raven.
"Phoenix?" Meilin frowned in confusion.
"How do I remember that Phoenix is not like this? Don't think I have never seen Phoenix!" As he said that, Meilin's emotions became excited again, and his expression and emotional management were not even as strong as when he was afraid of death just now. "What a sacred existence the phoenix is, surrounded by flames and dazzling light. How could it be like this that it looks extremely evil and despicable."
It's hard to imagine what happened to Merlin. "But I raise a black phoenix." Ian saw that Merlin became more and more excited as she spoke, and she completed the final victory in just one sentence, which made Merlin stuck in her throat with the words she had not finished complaining.
"There are still black phoenixes?"
Meilin seemed to be touched by a blind spot in knowledge. Because of his special bloodline, he had not wandered in various magical spaces. However, after living for so long, he had never even heard of any black phoenixes. Could it be that it is just talking nonsense? Merlin stared at the little wizard with white eyes for a long time.
His eyes seemed to penetrate Ian's heart and explore the authenticity of his words. After a while, a look of surprise appeared on Merlin's face.
"Strange, Is there really a black phoenix?" He did not have the ability to enter Ian's thinking, but he still had the magic to judge whether Ian was telling the truth. Merlinlin's tone was full of incredibleness, as if in his perception, what Ian said about the black phoenix was an extremely incredible thing.
"I love telling the truth the most." Ian blinked, without any disgust. After all, this time he not only told the truth, but also said all the truth at a rare moment.
"If I had the chance, I would like to see your phoenix...I remember you told me that you came from a thousand years later?" Meilin seemed to suddenly become a little curious and interested. "That's right." Ian nodded.
"What kind of era was that?"
Merlin continued to ask.
"It is the best era and the worst era." Ian borrowed a famous saying without thinking, "At least wizards do not need to work behind closed doors to learn magic, nor do they have to wander with their teachers anymore. The survival rate is many times higher. Every wizard child can enter a school taught by many powerful wizards."
He briefly introduced the education system about later generations and said some data comparisons he had seen. The survival rate of the little wizards in the magic school era is indeed much higher than that of this era.
"Interesting."
Merlin touched his chin.
"Hogwarts?"
He suddenly spoke suddenly.
Ian was stunned.
He remembered that he had not mentioned the name about Hogwarts.
"How do you know?"
Ian looked at Merlin in surprise.
Merlin just smiled softly.
"It's really Hogwarts. It seems that I have a great relationship with this school." He did not directly respond to Ian's doubts, but only confirmed his guess through Ian's reaction. "Have you met the founder of our school?" Ian couldn't help but guess. If they could all find a way to travel through the long era, there was no reason why the founder of Hogwarts could not. And judging from Dumbledore's memory, Dumbledore obtained the broken ancient time converter only after becoming the principal.
It is hard to say that the broken ancient time converter was not something left by the founder. "This is not the information I told you." Merlin still did not answer directly, but his response was obvious. It is possible that he had signed a contract that could not disclose the specific matter.
"To be honest, Ms. Ravenclaw's notes also said that she had seen this kind of bird, but she was not as hostile as you would to this kind of bird."
Ian said as he looked at the raven in the coffin again, and the doubts in his heart became stronger and stronger. He was not sure that the raven and the one that Ravenclaw saw were just not the same.
After all.
It is really a bit horrifying to have a raven live for thousands of years. Thinking of this, Ian unconsciously raised his head again and looked at the line of bright words.
[Death is a great gift]
The words are swaying.
It seems to be telling the desire for death. Ian was not sure whether this text was left by himself or whether it was the magical raven that might have lived in the coffin for many years.
"Ha, am I hostile?"
When Merlin heard Ian's question, his anger appeared again. He clenched his fists and said gritting his teeth, "I've been pitted by this bird! That is definitely the most terrifying and extremely painful experience in my life. It pretends to be harmless on the surface, but in fact it actually wants me behind his back..."
Merlin's words came to an abrupt end immediately after halfway through.
It seems like I don't want to recall my old scars.
"What do you want?"
Ian was curious and asked immediately. However, Merlin still chose to shut up, but just sighed and showed a hint of relief on her face.
"I'm sure that more than me, I will feel gloating. Maybe this bird has also cheated you, so you killed it and buried it in this empty tomb." "Believe me, if Medivh is really your future, then you will definitely be targeted by this bird in the past." Merlin had a reasonable guess in her mind.
He felt that Ian must have done something he could not do - kill the crow. If you follow your understanding of Medivh, the little guy in front of you will have a bad temper in the future.
Keep revenge like Yin Crow.
When two people who hold grudges meet, one of them will never be able to hold grudges again... Merlin felt that he had no use of prophecy and still had a glimpse of the truth.
The little wizard ignored this. "Maybe."
He always felt that Merlin might be wrong in guessing, but he couldn't tell what was wrong. At this moment, Mei Lin's eyes returned to the coffin.
"No matter what, this crow has a big secret. His person is equivalent to a god. Even the king of gods is afraid of it when he mentions it. His corpse is absolutely rare in the world." Merlin's tone was a bit amazed, but he did not take action, but signaled Ian to collect the raven's corpse. "You said it's so precious, don't you want to keep some of it yourself? It's okay, we can share it equally. I want a crow body, you want a crow neck, a crow butt or something."
Ian also looked at the raven's corpse. As an alchemy enthusiast, how could he not know how precious this corpse is? Just the characteristics that cannot be eroded by those years are one of the ultimate pursuits of alchemy. "You keep it yourself." Meilin rolled her eyes directly, as if she didn't care about this rare alchemy material in the world, and even felt a little unlucky. "I said that I'm just here to find the direction of the future. And now, I've found the answer." Although I didn't find the treasure, Merlin was very satisfied with this adventure.
"Answer?"
Ian just heard Merlin mention this matter. He thought it was just a lie made up by Merlin's desire to survive. He never thought that Merlin actually found the so-called way forward he wanted to find?
"What is it?"
The little wizard suddenly became curious.
He is also a legend.
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I also long to continue to improve.
Merlin did not answer directly, but asked back, "Have you ever thought about why you would continue to go back to the past and intervene in the history related to God in the future?"
He was obviously convinced that Medivh was just Ian's future. "Uh... because I need to go back? It can't be because of love." Ian could only think about guessing, but he didn't really think of a reason for it.
And Merlin seemed to have already seen the future.
"That's because you see the road ahead. At the age of twelve, you certainly have enough time and enough ability to explore higher levels. What you need to become a legend is to leave your own story and make yourself a part of history. So, what about above the legend?"
His tone was neither hurry nor slow, with a mysterious smile like Detective Conan.
Ian thought something.
But Merlin didn't give him too long to think.
"In my opinion, you have upgraded the way to achieve legends to a higher level. You choose to intervene in a higher level of story and make yourself part of the myth. This may be the path to becoming a god you have explored." Merlin gave the answer directly, at least the answer he seemed to think was very likely.
"Let yourself be a part of the myth?"
Ian raised an eyebrow.
This does sound like that.
"Yes, if you integrate into myths and become myths, you may naturally break the path to becoming a god, but one thing still makes me feel very confused. I did not discover the behavior of Medivh collecting faith, and this is obviously inconsistent with what I know about the necessary conditions for becoming a god. Without the support of faith, you cannot ignite the divine fire."
After Merlin said, he fell into confusion again. He frowned, looking puzzled, and tried his best to review whether he had missed any key issues.
"Uh..."
Ian's eyes flashed slightly after hearing this. "Perhaps, the front of the legend... isn't it a god?" Ian whispered.
There was a hint of uncertainty in his tone.
"What do you say?"
Merlin looked at the little wizard again in surprise. "I don't know how to describe it, but I think the wizards are still ahead of me now... The wizards are the directions that can truly have infinite possibilities."
"My teacher told me that wizards are gods, but in my opinion, the end of wizards is definitely not limited to gods. Unlimited possibilities also mean..."
Ian paused for a moment.
"I will be God's will."
He said this a little tactfully.
After all.
Witches pay attention to the fulfillment of their wishes, and this ability has belonged only to the Creator, even in countless legends and myths.
No one knows whether there exists or not.
"Hiss~"
When Merlin heard Ian's point of view, she was stunned at first, her pupils shrank slightly, and then she took a breath of cold air. He always felt that he could be regarded as a very arrogant wizard.
However.
At this moment.
He only felt that there was no crazy one, only the more crazy one.
"If you want to exercise power on behalf of God, you can be more courageous..." Merlin asked himself that he didn't dare to think of such a thing, and he also felt that there shouldn't be such a wizard and bold. If he hadn't known that the little wizard in front of him would eventually become a myth and a legend, he really wanted to severely criticize the other party's unrealistic views.
It’s not that Merlin looked down on Ian.
But the more he learns and understands, the more he understands the profound truths of this world. Being a god against the will of heaven is a delusion of human beings, let alone being above the gods? "I'm not brave enough, why do you want to be a wizard?" Ian rolled his eyes and reached out to collect the spoils this time. His hand gently stroked the raven's corpse.
Residual warmth.
It seems that it is still there.
And just as Ian wanted to pick up the raven's body.
The changes suddenly arise.
A strange wave of magic power surged out of the raven's corpse, quickly linked to Ian's magic power. Ian only felt that his magic was pulled by some kind of force.
Its magic power flows uncontrollably to the raven's corpse. "What's going on!?" Ian tried to cut off the link to magic, but found that he could not control it at all. It seemed that a strange circuit was formed between himself and the raven's corpse.
His magic.
According to automatic resolution of ravens! "What's wrong with you?" Merlin was startled by Ian's reaction, but seemed to feel nothing. She just looked at Ian with a look of surprise and doubt, raising her hand and didn't know how to help Ian.
"I..."
Ian felt restless all over her body.
The cells are abnormally active.
This is an experience he saw in Professor McGonagall's notes. "I'm going to transform!"
The little wizard realized something.
I couldn't help but burst into screaming.
"???????"
Merlin was stunned.
Within his confused gaze.
See only.
Feathers began to grow on the little wizard's body.
(This chapter ends)