Chapter 1642: Magi (8)

The song that rang in Wei Wuyin's heart with nostalgia was a defining, cherished memory that would never leave him.

At the dawn of it all~ 

We see the stars, the trees, and the snow fall~ 

We hear the worlds cry~

We see the good fight~

We hear the evil's monstrous bite~ 

We see all things without fright~

"My sweet and plump boy…" 

Wei Wuyin softly caressed his right cheek with his hand, almost as if the warmth of that woman all those years ago still remained. The song, the Scroll of Akasha, the Records of the Magi was simple, yet it foretold the essence of the Magi's Mental Incantation for those of the Magi Commoner level and beyond.