Ember Skywalker

Chapter 19 Why do I always have trouble wherever I go?
Mortia staggered to the greatsword and stretched out his trembling hand to grasp the hilt.

An extremely brutal and murderous aura suddenly rushed into his mind.

For a moment, Motia seemed to be in a desolate and ancient wilderness with roaring beasts!

Almost at the same time, a fiery red burning force suddenly burst out from the sword!
The burning force quietly entered Motia's body.

As the burning power entered his body, the wilderness totem on his face became clearer and finally turned almost golden.

But Motiya was unaware of this, as he was enjoying the joy of being free from pain.

The pain that had broken him down before was slowly fading away.

This is Mortia's greatest secret.

This kind of pain has occurred frequently since he accidentally touched a greatsword when he was ten years old and fell into a coma for a day and a night.

Whenever he felt unbearable pain, he seemed to be called by someone to touch the sword.

Then the pain will go away.

When everything quieted down, Mortia looked at the sword quietly, with a thoughtful look on his face.

He was in charge of most of the clan's affairs, and the sword was no longer a secret to him.

Tianji, the sword of the first Emperor of Wisdom.

It helped him to dominate the world, kill all the powerful Moon Spirits, end the Moon Spirit Era, and usher in the Black Iron Age.

In its heyday, the territory ruled by the Zhimin stretched from the eastern ocean to the far western swamps, occupying almost the entire surface of the world.

Unlike other weapons, Skystrike is a true artifact.

Legend has it that it was created by the original god of the wilderness himself.

The artifact carries the power of the world and its power is earth-shattering.

There are only two known artifacts in the entire Qinglan.

One is in the Holy See, and the other is the Sky Strike.

However, since the death of the first wise emperor, Sky Strike has been forever silent, and no strong man in the clan has been able to pick it up.

Even the Great Prophet, who was already a giant of the apocalypse, could not do it and could only let it stand there.

Every year, each tribe secretly organizes talented members to try to pull out the sword.

But all of them ended up in failure, and quite a few even lost their lives.

It's not like Motia hadn't thought about the possibility that the artifact would recognize its master.

But he was just a waste, he didn't even have a complete wilderness totem, so this idea was just a thought.

With a sigh, Motia left the altar.

Balarenka, outside White Tower College.

Raven was chatting with Angie when suddenly a shout came from behind:
"Go back over there, you lowlife!"

Raven turned around.

A noble boy stood with one foot on the shaft, pointing a whip at Raven, his face grim.

Damn it! Did I provoke you?
Raven raised his eyebrows:
"Is this road yours? Is the White Tower yours? Where I stand is none of your business!"

"How dare you call me that, you untouchable?" The boy couldn't believe it.

"You stick your neck out to get scolded, who else should I scold if not you?"

"You... this is a noble team. A lowly person like you is not qualified to come."

"Idiot, you keep calling people untouchables. If you trace back a few generations, weren't your ancestors untouchables?
This thing, whose hair hasn't even grown out yet, has a lot of ideas.

Think about whether you can pass the test."

"You! You bastard!"

The boy flew into a rage, jumped out of the car, and whipped Raven.

Raven snatched the whip and lashed it back at the boy, causing him to cry out in pain.

"Quincy, what's wrong?"

A woman in luxurious clothes and with her hair in a bun poked her head out of the carriage.

"Mom, this untouchable hit me!"

"Let me see." The woman got out of the car quickly.

When she saw the red wound on Quincy's arm, her expression twisted.

"Guards, break the legs of these two bastards!"

"As you command, ma'am!"

A sturdy guard walked towards Raven with a grim smile.

At this time, everyone else was looking over here.

"Who is that guy? How dare he hit Earl Tangdi's son?" said a civilian.

"I don't know. You don't know your own identity, yet you dare to run into the noble team. You're in trouble now."

"Poor child, from now on he will know the gap between nobles and common people."

"Pathetic ass, you didn't know the rules since you were a kid, you deserve it!"

……

However, the next moment, a flash of fire appeared, and the guard fell down with a scream.

Most of his fine iron armor melted and he completely fainted.

"The Burner!"

There was a sound of breathing around.

"This kid is actually a spell burner! How old is he!"

"It's incredible."

"Did you notice his burning power? The emerald-gold flame."

"Could it be a mutant fuel?" "It should be, otherwise it wouldn't be so powerful."

People were talking about it, looking at Raven with complicated eyes.

If I was looking down on you just now, now I am looking up to you.

The Burner of Law is higher in status than the nobles.

"What...what are you going to do?" Countess Tangdi couldn't help but step back.

Raven blew out the flames burning on her fingertips and smiled brightly, "Sign up for the exam."

At this moment, a wood wizard who was maintaining order flew over and shouted:
"what happened?"

"She hurt my guard!" the Countess screamed, pointing at Raven.

Wood Witch looked at Raven: "Is she right?"

"correct."

Raven shrugged and pointed at the guy on the ground.

"I'm 14 years old, and he must be 40 years old, and he's such a loser."

The Wood Witch looked at Raven strangely and nodded:
"Are you here to take the exam?"

"Yes."

"What's your name? I'll register it for you in advance."

Damn, seeing how talented I am, are you afraid that I will run away?
"Raven."

"Okay, stop hurting people."

After saying this, the wood wizard landed next to the guard and cast a healing spell on him.

The guard woke up slowly and became furious when he saw Raven:
"Damn it, I'm not done with you."

"Shut up! You're a piece of trash, and you still have the nerve to talk like that!" Mu Wu scolded.

"Master, he was the one who made the mistake first, why are you scolding us?"

The Countess began to cry in grievance.

"Well, since you want to know, I'll tell you."

Mu Wu sneered.

"The White Tower is not a place for reasoning. Here, whoever has the bigger fist has the final say!"

"you……"

"Alright, everyone, wait for the test. I'll disqualify anyone who causes trouble again!"

After the wood witch flew away, Quincy looked at Raven with resentment on his face:

"I'll remember you. I will definitely beat you in the test later."

"Haha, little brat, do you dare to tell me your name?"

"I called... Damn it, you scolded me?"

"Hey, did I talk to you? Why are you responding?"

Quincy's face flushed: "Okay! Remember this."

"Little bastard, are you holding a grudge against me?"

Raven smiled arrogantly.

"You'd better hope you don't get into the White Tower."

Not far away, a gorgeous six-wheeled carriage was parked, occupying a large open space.

A dozen cavalrymen in silver armor guarded the vehicle.

The carriage was painted with a burning bush pattern, which is the emblem of the Lennon family.

A beautiful and lively girl lowered the car curtain.

She was wearing a blue dress dotted with stars, her long black hair fell like a waterfall, and her clear eyes shone with wisdom.

"Brother, check that Raven, he has strong burning power."

The girl looked at the young man opposite and said.

"What, are you interested in him?"

The young man crossed his legs and spoke lazily.

“She is dressed like a commoner and is not accompanied by any elders, which shows that she is not from a good family.

They are arrogant, have no principles, and hurt people at every turn. Such guys are generally difficult to win over and control.

In summary, I advise you to stay away from him."

"As long as he can help the family, we should give it a try."

The girl shook her head.

“Moreover, for a commoner, awakening the power of burning before entering the White Tower is a very rare talent.

You are managing the territory for your father, so you should recruit more talents."

"Okay, okay, sister, you talk too much, I will listen to you.

But I don’t like this guy.”

The girl sighed.

Brother Adam is the only boy in the Lennon family, but unfortunately he has no talent for energy since childhood.

So he gave up on himself and developed this lazy character.

From childhood to adulthood, his sister Celine has always been the one taking the lead in everything, so over time he has become more permissive.

However, the Lennon family was founded on military power, and as the heir, he was unable to intimidate the nobles. It would be a big problem if he only relied on his sister for support.

"Let's not talk about this. How is the war between my sister and the Holy Alliance going?" the girl asked worriedly.

(End of this chapter)