Vol 3 Chapter 85: Memory read

At this moment, countless dusty memories in Horn's mind kept popping up, scene by scene.
All the memories of wild witches and magicians,
All his knowledge of the major forces in Ceylon,
All the information that Horn knows about gods and demons,
As long as the memories related to the question asked by the black-haired young man just now were shown in Horn's mind like a slide show.
No matter how much Horn himself resisted, the screening was still going on.
A pair of purple eyes floated in the sky of each memory and looked down indifferently. The black-haired young man in front of him was watching Horn's memory!
Time flies quickly in the world of memory, and what the black-haired young man is watching is not all of Horn's memories. What he reads is all the questions he has asked, without crossing the boundary at all.
"That's it, that's it!
So it seems that a lot of things have happened in the past few thousand years when I am no longer, gods, have those guys become gods too?
Ha ha……"
Horn's body was soaked with sweat, and the feeling that he could not control his own memory just now was too terrifying for him.
He looked at the black-haired youth in horror, trying to see what happened on his face.
The black-haired young man manipulated the small board to fall in front of Horn, and smiled stiffly at Horn and said:
"I ask questions, you are willing to answer, I will pay you, this is a fair deal."
His answer made Horn even more confused. He had already promised to answer, why did he even look at his memory, and how did he do it!
"What I want to know, you can't tell, I can check your memory under the witness of the contract. It's fair!"
fair?
Who wants to be fair!
Under his power, he experienced all that happened before.
Including that he was tied to the torture frame when he was a child, watching the people in front of him being burned to death by the cyan flame one by one, and he could only helplessly and desperately waiting for this to happen.
This time the memory is replayed, the hatred, fear and despair he experienced when he was a child are reproduced in the same way. What is mixed with this fear and despair is now Horn's endless anger!
More than that, in this short period of time, he seemed to have walked through the whole life from when he awakened to a wild witch and was sent to the church by his parents until now. For him these years have nothing to do with gods, demons, and magic. Basically does not exist.
Those messy memories and strong emotional shocks left Horn’s brain blank, almost unable to stand.
The black-haired young man wants to know that he already knows, then there is no need for him to stay here.
Before leaving, he said to Horn:
"You are a growing seed. I look forward to what your final stage of growth will look like. Also, observe everything you can observe, and then think..."
Then he turned into a burst of purple light and disappeared in front of Horn.
...
Horn sat on the ground for a long time. There was nothing wrong with his body, but he couldn't bear it mentally.
The sudden appearance of the black-haired youth made Horne very clear about what was already vague, and the faces of his parents, whom he had almost forgotten, became clear again.
All sorts of chaotic thoughts filled Horn's brain, and he sat withered in the cave with almost no light for several hours.
The fireball had disappeared as early as the black-haired youth read Horn's memory.
With this clear memory, he began to think about all his decisions after he saved Enoch during an outing.
From the very beginning, he didn't think about things at all. Before doing things now, he would think thoroughly and start to restrain his impulse. He found that he had really grown a lot in the past six months.
But there are still many times that he actually made the wrong decision. If some accidents hadn’t happened, he might have died now. Although his experience is not so exaggerated, but the many times he turned danger to a breeze are actually similar to the protagonists in those novels...
Then he thought a lot, he thought of his teacher, the mysterious organization behind Ilya, and every wild witch still in the house of magic.
Finally he thought of the black-clothed youth this time, he once again ignited Horn's desire for strength.
This feeling of being read into the memory without any resistance, made him show everything in front of people without any concealment, he didn't want to try again.
If he has the power to resist, he must make that guy pay the price. Reading his memory is not something that can be fooled by just one sentence of trading justice!
Thinking of this, Horn couldn't help touching his backpack. The dragon blood fruit Roland gave him was still in his backpack. After eating this fruit, his strength should be improved.
Patting the dust on his body, Horne stood up from the ground, lit a fireball, Horne began to walk towards the outside world.
Edward on his shoulder was already asleep, otherwise Horn wouldn't be able to think about life so quietly, the bird would have interrupted his thinking long ago.
Horn walked gently, but Edward was still awake, and once he woke up he began to chatter again.
"You finally woke up, I just ignored me when I talked to you. By the way, I told you not to mess with that dark-haired guy~EbookFREE.me~ He is much more terrifying than that wizard, so irritating His uncle can't save you."
Hey……
Horn let out a long sigh. The gentleness he walked just now was not because he was afraid of waking Edward, but because he was afraid of Edward's nagging after being awakened. Of course he knew everything he said and understood more deeply than Edward.
But speaking of it, although Edward was not very polite and nagging when he spoke, Edward could sometimes be quiet for a long time if he didn't stir up the conversation.
But as soon as he talked to him, he started to talk endlessly.
With the small board obtained at the painful price of being seen and remembered, Horn left the cave to pick up Daisy and return to the House of Magic.
When he walked out of the cave, Horn saw that the members of the Acuin family were transporting some huge slabs. This was the wall of the underground hall!
They actually took down the wall and shipped it away!
More people is good...
Although this trip to the ruins encountered a lot of twists and turns, but also gained a lot of things, although those things are almost useless...
Horn had a headache to think of studying these things after going back.
Some distance away from the cave, Horned looked back.
Then the pupils shrank sharply.
I saw that the entrance of the cave and the rocks above it formed a huge smiling face.
And the shape of this smiling face is the shape of the mask on the face of the wild witch smiling face that only Horne remembers mysteriously disappearing!
If you rub your eyes and look again, it becomes an ordinary cave and rock, without the smiley face before!
But Horn believed that he had never read it wrong before!
For an instant Horn felt a huge shadow looming around him!