Chapter 743: True Salvation Is Self-Rescue
The ancestral master should be Granny Feng.
“Hello, Wizard.” Xu Xingguang sat cross-legged on the ground like the wizard. She stared at the piece of glass in the beam of light and asked, “What is this thing in front of you?”
The wizard wore a gray wizard mask, hiding his entire face, revealing only a pair of eyes.
And those eyes were actually blind.
The wizard ‘stared’ straight ahead. He couldn’t see anything but could feel the warmth emanating from the beam of light. “Are you referring to that fragment?”
Xu Xingguang nodded. “Exactly.”
The wizard said, “I don’t know what it is. Our lineage of wizards has lived in the Wizard Hall for generations, guarding this thing. This thing is the relic left to us by the ancestral master.”
“According to my master’s explanation, this thing was an extraterrestrial object accidentally obtained by the ancestral master. It is said that one day, while the ancestral master was walking down the street, she suddenly heard a whistling sound above her. She looked up at the sky and saw a mirror falling down. But strangely, the mirror disappeared just before it hit her head, and only this fragment fell in front of her.”
“At the moment the ancestral master picked up the fragment, she unexpectedly awakened her foresight superpower.”
After hearing the wizard’s explanation, Xu Xingguang found it somewhat baffling.
The Reincarnation Mirror is an extraterrestrial object, a Spiritual Artifact forged by Lord Mo Xiao. Could it be that when the Reincarnation Mirror heard Huo Wen’an’s call and arrived in their world, it caused a time-space overlap?
In other words, the moment it hit her, the time-space she was in intersected with the one Granny Feng was in.
The mirror hit her, and she fell into a coma, but a fragment dropped into Granny Feng’s time-space?
Apart from this, Xu Xingguang couldn’t think of any other possibility.
“Before passing away, the ancestral master left a testament.” The wizard reached out to touch the fragment in the beam of light, and Xu Xingguang saw the wizard’s fingers pass through the fragment.
Xu Xingguang was somewhat surprised.
The wizard softly explained, “The person who can see the fragment and successfully touch it is the true savior of our Green Blood Clan. Our Green Blood People cannot awaken superpowers or predict the future. We can only ‘see’ the fragment by destroying our eyes.”
“To await the savior, every inheritor of our wizard lineage must destroy their eyes before their master’s death.”
“Miss Xu,” the wizard said, “the moment you entered the room, the fragment emitted a crystalline light. You are the savior our wizard lineage has been waiting for, aren’t you?”
Xu Xingguang didn’t directly answer the wizard, only saying, “I’ll try.”
She looked at the fragment, hesitated for a moment, then reached toward the beam of light.
The fragment that the wizard could not touch was gently pinched by Xu Xingguang’s fingertips.
The wizard ‘saw’ the fragment held between two slender fingers and quickly turned around to prostrate himself devoutly to Xu Xingguang, “Miss Xu, you are the savior the ancestral master told us to wait for!”
“Our Green Blood Clan endures humiliation on others’ lands only to one day meet the bright master. We long for the appearance of the bright master to lead us in protest!”
“Miss Xu, please save the Green Blood Clan!”
Oppressed and enslaved people can either endure and accept self-destruction or rise up and fight to the death.
But the Green Blood Clan is so weak.
There are a million members of their clan, but only three to four hundred thousand are able to fight, excluding the old and young.
In the Divine Martial Realm, there are billions of civilians alone!
How can they fight?
They see no hope.
“Miss Xu,” the wizard said, “the Green Blood Clan never fears war. If you are willing to lead us in the battle for freedom, no matter how old, weak, or disabled, our clan will follow you to the death!”
In the hall, there was a moment of silence.
Not hearing Xu Xingguang’s response, the wizard was anxious.
After a while, Xu Xingguang extended a finger to lift the wizard’s face and asked him, “Why wear a mask?”
The wizard hesitated for a moment before saying, “To destroy features, sever fate, and embrace solitude. This is the price we must pay to become a wizard.”
“Take off the mask, let me see.”
The wizard hesitated for a moment before reluctantly removing the mask.
Without the mask, a cursed and hideous face was revealed to Xu Xingguang. The face looked like it had been burned, with no intact skin to be found, even the nostrils and lips were marked with terrifying burn-like scars.
Such a face going out could scare men, women, and children.
Staring at the face, Xu Xingguang asked him again, “How many generations has your wizard lineage been passed down to yours?”