All-Heavens Spellcaster

Time flies, and a dozen or so years have passed.

As a baby, Lucky Luke was taken in by a small group of people. Like most children of the same age, he stayed in a relatively safe underground cave**.

Normally follow the Elders to learn various knowledge, common sense and survival skills, or follow the warriors to learn combat skills.

In short, in this world of danger lurks on every side, even minor children don’t have much free time to play. They must race against time to survive.

Generally speaking, when an adult male reaches 12 years old, he will accept a challenge called a trial. Without carrying any food or water, he will go outside to the endless desert. Within twelve days of survival, the survivors are eligible to become members of the tribe.

If you die or give up halfway, then what awaits the loser is cruel exile, and alone embarks on the path of struggling to survive.

Because of the extreme shortage of food and drinking water, the ethnic group is not allowed to feed those members who cannot create value.

In the process of growing up, the young Luke personally saw several children older than himself. In the end, he failed the test and said goodbye to his parents, relatives and friends with tears. Alone set foot on survival road.

But I don’t know why. For this almost cruel picture, he did not resonate even the slightest in his heart, but it was as cold as the biting cold wind in the desert night.

Obviously, for a ten-year-old child, this reaction is absolutely abnormal.

But in Luke’s growth trajectory, abnormality is the normal state, but when it is normal, it is pitiful.

First of all, the light appearance and appearance are completely different from the other big cats in the tribe that seem to walk upright.

He doesn’t have thick hair, nor sharp claws, teeth, and pupils that glow green at night. He has only long black hair and the same deep black eyes.

Apart from this, he also found that he was much smarter than the members of the clan. Professor Elder would learn everything at once, even the magic that Elder claimed to require special innate talent to learn. It can be copied perfectly once, even stronger than the formidable power displayed by the professor.

Everything seems to prove that he never belonged here, but came from another place.

What’s interesting is that whenever he starts to think deeply, a voice suddenly echoes in his mind: “Go back! Now is not the time!”

Everything around him seemed to fall into a static state, and it would take about two or three seconds to return to normal.

Be aware that this is not one or two times, but repeated several times.

With Luke’s clever little brain, it is not difficult to guess what secrets must be hidden in his own body, maybe his own origin is a huge secret.

Unfortunately, when he asked the Elders about his own life experience, the other party always avoided talking, repeatedly stressing that he is a member of the tribe and will become an indispensable member of the tribe in the future Powerful umbrella.

If you change to an ordinary child, you may be fooled by what the Elders said, but Luke can see through the other party’s lies and the fear hidden behind them.

No need to ask, the Elders have taken a fancy to his terrifying magical innate talent, and they do their best to cultivate and exercise.

As the age continues to grow, Luke’s strength in certain aspects has also increased dramatically, even at the age of seven, he can kill in one fell swoop with a small number of magic books recorded in the tribe. More than a dozen giant worms rushing in from the underground of the cave were killed.

Normally, like this huge monster, which advocates more than 50 meters and has a diameter of two meters, once it rushes into a cave with a narrow terrain, it is almost a tragic massacre, up to the elderly down to Children, all will be swallowed up by the bloody mouth wide open like a sacrificial bowl.

After this incident, Luke’s status in the ethnic group rose rapidly, and many people no longer regarded him as a minor child.

On the day of his 12-year-old birthday, he suddenly received an unsigned letter.

The letter is carved on the shell of a desert crustacean, only palm-size, and only one sentence is written in it: “After sunset tonight, I will wait for you by the reservoir.”

“Reservoir?” Luke frowned subconsciously.

As one of the two most important places in the entire tribe, the reservoir is the top priority, and it is the source of the livelihood of more than 100 people in the entire ethnic group.

Under normal circumstances, there will be at least six people taking turns to guard the water to ensure that the water is safe.

He couldn’t understand why the other party chose to be in such a crowded place since they planned to meet in secret.

However, doubting belongs to doubt, he finally decided to check it out.

Since then experienced a fight scene for dozens of giant insecticide, Luke realized their disposal magic power, far much stronger than expected, there is nothing around the station should be able to Threatened him.

With curiosity and restless mood, he quickly passed through the long and narrow tunnel and arrived at the bottomless reservoir after sunset.

It is weird that the guards who were supposed to be stationed here have disappeared one by one, and there is no quiet sound around them.

“Good evening, Luke, you really came.”

As soon as the boy stopped and looked around, a dark figure slowly climbed up from under the pool.

“Brolin? It’s you!” Luke startedled slightly.

The former nodded with a smile: “Yes! It’s me. I believe you must be very strange, why should I suddenly ask you out at this time alone, right?”

“What do you want to express?” Luke cautiously started backing away.

He has heard a lot of Legendary stories about this warrior, and he understands that this guy who looks a bit old in front of him is actually an out-and-out Peak hunter, and he has even killed the most vicious Darrentes.

When facing such a dangerous object, it is very important to keep a safe distance. You should at least allow yourself about three seconds to react.

Brolin is no doubt aware of the boy’s eyes revealed alert, slightly sighed comforted:. “Relax, child, I’m not your enemy On the contrary, when what I put you from Da Lunte Brought it back from the man’s magic fortress.”

“What?! You brought me back? Tell me! What happened? And who am I?” Luke was anxious. Asked impatiently.