Chapter 378: The Memories of Ovacin

Four thousand years ago, Ovacin was born in the swamp bordering the Howth Mountains and the Dilly Plain. At that time, the Howth Mountains were far less cold than it is now. Only a large amount of water vapor always forms a hazy fog, which is annoying.

As one of the countless abandoned five-color dragon eggs, generally speaking, Aowakin's fate would be to be eaten by a magical creature as ordinary food. The dragon eggs of dragon eggs are no stronger than the eggs of ordinary animals.

But very fortunately, this dusty dragon egg soaked in mud was recognized by a kind half-dragon priest.

The old half-dragon priests did not have the prejudice to regard the five-color dragons as the embodiment of evil, or the old priests who are generally regarded as "members of the evil half-dragons" are very aware of the unreasonableness of such things as racial prejudice, even A "Son of Salvation" yearning for kindness can be born in the devil, and a kind-hearted priest like him can appear in the evil half-dragon people, so why can't a black dragon become a great and kind existence?

With such a naive idea in the eyes of ordinary people, the old priest resolutely took the dragon egg back to the tribe.

It is precisely because of this that the first face Owakyin saw when he was born was not the ferocious smile of the evil black dragon, let alone the huge hungry mouth of wild creatures, but the scaled but very kind face of the old priest. Face, Owakin still remembers the first words the old priest said to it at that time:

"Little guy, your name is Aowakin, you will be a kind dragon."

That's right, the syllable Aowakin means "a kind dragon" in the language of the half-dragon people.

Thus, little Ovacin started a childhood life completely different from all the black dragons.

Before breaking free from the cage, Ovacin was still easily disturbed by the evil blood of the five-color dragon. In addition, the young dragon was very ignorant. For at least a hundred years, Ovacin would often It made the half-dragon tribe go crazy, which also worried the old priest who was trying to hide the existence of the black dragon.

But fortunately, the half-dragon tribe is located in the depths of the swamp, and there are no precious magic materials in the swamp filled with thick fog. The usually inaccessible people successfully helped Aowakin hide his own existence. In this way, Aowakin Almost his entire childhood was spent in the half-dragon tribe. Whether it was the silly half-dragon or the kind old priest, they all regarded Aowakin as a real family member, and Aowakin himself really Treat this small half-dragon tribe as their home.

Maybe it was to keep the little black dragon who was messing around all day long, or maybe it was really considering training Aowakin to be a rare spellcaster. Kine's magic teaching.

It is said to be magic teaching, but in fact it is Owakyin who is self-studying a lot of the time. The old priest himself is a formal-level shaman, and his understanding of magic is actually more of a theoretical level. The theory is obviously not suitable for teaching.

However, the old priest unexpectedly possesses a large collection of books related to magic. These people don’t know what kind of adventures the old priest experienced when he was young. It is because of these books that under the coercion and lure of the old priest, the impatient black dragon successfully became a spellcaster.

In fact, before breaking free from the cage, Owakin's spellcasting level was really not that good, and the heirs of Tiamat were actually not suitable to become mages at all. Not to mention anything else, it was very difficult for the violent black dragon to calm down and meditate. If it wasn't for the old priest to force it with strong means, this black dragon probably wouldn't be able to learn even a single spell.

In this way, Owakyin has been stumbling until he became the master of the juvenile dragon, and he himself has never thought that there is anything wrong with it. Anyway, in Aowakin's view, the world is originally so peaceful and serene. Every day, I wake up to the sound of "hey ha" when half-dragon people hit boulders for exercise, and then use my unskilled breath to kill a few innocent birds, practice unskilled flying in the dense fog, and enter The jungle full of thorns is looking for sweet and sour berries... In retrospect, Ovacin will be intoxicated by that carefree time no matter what time it is.

But... In this cruel world, happiness is doomed to be impossible to last forever!

Just when Aowakin sincerely thought that such days would continue indefinitely..., an extremely bad news came to little Aowakin who was still rolling in the thorns and "massaging" the dragon scale.

The lifespan of the old priest is exhausted!

As a formal-level shaman, the lifespan of the old priest is no more than a thousand years. Coupled with the influence of the dark wounds left in his youth, the old priest finally ushered in the end of his lifespan on his eight hundred and seventy-sixth birthday .

On his deathbed, only Aowakin was the one who stood by the window of the old priest and mourned. The wisdom of the other half-dragons did not understand what death was. The half-dragon people began to pray to their ancestors to choose a new priest.

However, Owak was different. From the beginning to the end, the huge black dragon stayed by the old priest's side until... the moment he least wanted to face came quietly.

Thousands of years later, Owakyin still remembered the old priest's entrustment to him before his death:

"Little guy, death is as inevitable as birth, so don't be afraid or run away from it. My life is coming to an end, but my dream will be passed on to you forever... Seeing those Are the clansmen gone? Most of them are stupid in peacetime and crazy in wartime, but it’s not their fault. Not everyone can resist the evil blood. This curse gives us a strong body and deprives us of Not much wisdom, and because of such a curse, we will never be able to integrate into this world as a member of intelligent beings...  …”

Speaking of this time, the eyes of the old priest had already begun to slacken, but his lips were still slowly moving—he was not reconciled:

"I dreamed that poor people cursed by blood can live freely under the sun, but as a shaman, I can't think of a solution until I die, but maybe a mage can have a different idea... ...But I'm destined not to see that day come..."

The old priest silently stared at the ceiling in front of him, he could no longer utter any sound, but Aowakin still firmly remembered the old man's last words on his lips:

"Maybe a little selfish...but, my dream...is entrusted to you, Ovacin."

On that day, one of the most important people to Ovacin left this world, and on that day, Ovacin truly broke free from the cage and embarked on the road of a spellcaster, that is, on that day, A true and kind black dragon was born deep in the foggy swamp...

"Old man, your dream will be inherited by me, how can I just be reduced to ashes like this!"

At this moment, with the end of the memories, Ovacin's consciousness erupted in the depths of his soul with a shocking roar:

"I am Aowakin-Acid Throat, and I will make anyone who dares to invade my paradise pay the price"!