Whoosh! Whoosh!
On this vast snowfield, a group of mages and magicians were sliding very fast on the thick white snow. The flashing white light beneath my feet kept trembling.
The snow was flying, the momentum broke through the air, and the sound of howling wind filled the ears of every member.
Under the magic, this huge snowstorm seemed to give them more rapid help.
The mages have been following the Silver Knight at the front of the team.
The noble and proud knight faced the wind and snow, extremely indifferent.
Her silver hair kept fluttering in the snow, like a ruthless princess on the ice and snow.
Every time they came to a destroyed tribe, they would stop their galloping pace.
Those huge stockades were still burning with angry flames, crackling.
They had been burned for several days, crumbling in the wind and snow.
There were still several large corpses of barbarians lying on the snowfield.
Although their skin and flesh had been burned away long ago and turned into ashes floating in the air, surprisingly, their bones were left behind.
The flames were still burning on the bones, but they couldn't be burned out no matter what.
It was as if their sins were burning.
Clearly, it was still burning amid this extremely violent wind and snow.
Not stopping at all.
This is already the fifth destroyed tribe that the pale magician will encounter.
Everywhere they passed, the previous tribes were burning with endless flames just like they were now.
On the bones of the barbarians, there was a smell of charcoal.
There seemed to be some body parts left.
Erica stood among the crowd and watched the scene in front of her from a distance.
She wore a thick hood and covered her mouth.
Even from a distance, this picture made her feel a sense of complete disgust and discomfort.
Not that Erica thought this was cruel.
But the flying debris scattered around always made her think that her inadvertent breathing might inhale those filthy barbarian debris into her lungs.
Amelia next to her glanced at Erica and seemed to notice something. She stretched out her hand and groped in her arms for a while.
He took out a lollipop with a candy wrapper and handed it to her.
"Eat one?"
Erica was stunned, and when she looked up, Amelia raised her chin at her.
"Thank you...thank you."
Erica thanked her in a low voice and took the candy.
Open the candy wrapper and put it in your mouth.
Yeah, strawberry flavored.
Amelia looked at the fire in front of her, her voice cold.
"The barbarians have killed too many of our compatriots, and their death is not a pity."
"You don't have to feel uncomfortable, just think of them as beasts that can't communicate."
Erica held the lollipop in her mouth, feeling the sweetness and feeling much relieved.
Only now did she realize that this sister had been holding a lollipop in her mouth.
At this time, the mages of the Pale Magic Order gathered around the monstrous flames, reciting crude incantations, like prayers, like worship.
The white light shone slightly in the wind and snow, and the flame that had not yet stopped rose again.
They added their own magic power to the flames, making the flames burn even more intensely.
They had no part in killing these barbarians.
However, they hope that this flame will burn stronger and stronger.
Let it exist forever in this snowy land in the far north, and let the barbarians always remember this scorching natural disaster.
Amidst the bursts of chanting, the flames became more intense under the wind and snow.
Even the wind and snow cannot cover their faith.
Unconsciously, Gwen returned to the team.
As a knight, she naturally doesn't have to chant spells with those mages.
As if she had just done something, she shook off the remaining blood on the silver sword and put it in its sheath.
Vladimir looked at Gwen who came back and raised his eyebrows.
"Are there barbarians gathering around?"
"It's the [Flame Sword] team. There are about twenty people. Judging from their appearance, they are heading towards the extreme north."
That is basically consistent with Gwen's destination.
That is, where Victor is.
"The Arctic Icefield."
Vladimir chuckled twice.
The barbarians gathered on their own initiative.
Perhaps it was Victor's behavior that aroused their anger.
After all the mages finished praying in flames, Vladimir greeted them:
"Okay, boys."
"It's time for us to leave soon."
"oh!!"
Following the president's order to set off, the magicians suddenly started shouting, and they were very excited with the increasingly intense flames.
The team regrouped and sped away again in the snowfield, raising snow dust several meters high to cover the ruins.
They passed by the wind and snow, and the holy snowflakes and cold hearts sprinkled the earth with disgust, covering the broken limbs.
Bury all the filth in this world, and finally lose sight of that little bit of scarlet.
…
boom! boom! boom!
The vines wrapped in flames turned into sharp thorns and flew towards the giant bird in the clouds.
After a spell, the next spell will follow.
The sky full of green leaves and fire snakes seemed to be surrounding each other, attacking non-stop.
The giant bird covered with white feathers seemed to be very embarrassed, and could not even find a chance to attack under the fierce offensive.
It was very surprising.
The blessing of the Temple of Wind can make it immune to fire damage, but facing the challenger in front of it, it will actually be burned to the point of pain.
Victor's magic attack gave it an extremely familiar feeling.
In such a long time and thousands of years, there has never been any challenger who has successfully challenged here and brought such pressure to it.
The giant bird spun in the air, dodging Victor's intensive attacks.
It spun its body in the air and flapped its wings fiercely.
A hurricane fanned out, as if it had turned into a sharp blade, instantly cutting through the air and attacking Victor.
The speed is so fast that people can't react in time.
But Victor remained calm and continued to release the spell that didn't stop for a moment.
The moment the air blade struck, the iron plate at his waist burst out, forming a storm around him.
The powerful spin blocked all the air blades.
The airtight defense made it despair.
From beginning to end, Victor only stood on one pillar.
He just stood there, not even thinking of escaping, not moving at all.
The giant bird kept roaring, and the powerful ripples shook the boundless clouds, and white ripples continued to appear.
But Victor seemed not to be affected at all and continued to release powerful magic.
Countless formations seemed to be formed and released as quickly as stick figures in his hands.
Under the extremely fierce offensive, the giant bird completely lost its last patience.
It understands that if it continues like this, it will no longer be possible to defeat the opponent.
The giant bird flapped its wings, passed through the clouds, and flew towards a very far place.
Relying on the tailwind, it quickly distanced itself from the range of Victor's magic.
Although Victor had countless ways to touch it and even knock it down easily, he just watched the opponent's actions.
The giant bird opened its beak, and a storm suddenly swirled and gathered in its mouth.
[Aerial blasting]
A white storm swept across the sky and appeared out of thin air.
next moment--
The huge air current tore through the clouds in an instant, penetrating the white clouds, and swirling with waves, as if straight into the sky.
It seemed that even the sound had stopped for a moment, and the turbulent air flow seemed to be carrying angry waves, tearing the air into cracks.
The pillars under the clouds became shaky because of this.
An astonishing huge bomb suddenly struck Victor.
The attack had not yet come, but the breath had already made his windbreaker whistle.
The giant bomb suddenly struck Victor.
But he just stood there, putting his hands in his pockets and smoothing his windbreaker on his body.
Above the windbreaker, an astonishing green light lit up.
moment.
Behind him, countless bright green formations burst out. At a rough glance, there seemed to be nearly a thousand in number.
Exquisite green lines are all over the body, shining with light.
Immediately afterwards, countless green flying arrows composed of energy burst out in the magic circle.
【Thousands of arrows fired】!
The majestic natural energy gathers together and pours out in one go!
The two magics suddenly collided together.
But the giant bomb only resisted it for a second before it was swallowed up by the monstrous magic power and quickly attacked the giant bird.
Before the atmosphere could take a breath, the giant bird was instantly submerged in the emerald green sea.
When the smoke gradually dissipated, bursts of greenery completely surrounded it, exuding a rich smell of grass.
The rioting magic power in Victor slowly calmed down.
An ordinary temple guardian beast is not enough for him to use some amazingly destructive magic.
It can be easily solved using only disaster skills.
Those war magics cannot be used at will. Without Vega's magic link, he would not be able to prepare the war magic very quickly.
As the magical power of the emerald green gradually dissipated, the giant bird lay dying on the pillar in the distance.
Vega looked at Victor and asked slowly.
"Is it over?"
It hasn't warmed up yet.
I thought this guardian beast was so powerful, but it turned out to be worse than a disaster.
The strong wind gradually subsided, and Victor put his hands in his pockets and walked slowly towards the giant bird.
"I'm not here for its divine power."
The divine power of the inheritance temple is divided by the manifestation of disaster abilities.
Obtaining the final inheritance in the inheritance temple will give the player an effect that increases the corresponding attribute damage by 150%.
Yes, it will only increase by 10% from one to nine, but if you successfully challenge the last level, it will increase directly to 150% and gain some abilities corresponding to the attributes.
This may be a recognition of players who succeed in the challenge.
But Victor doesn't need this. The divine power of the Heritage Temple is just an added bonus for him.
What he wants is this divine power to sense disasters.
The Wind Calamity is different from other calamities in that it does not appear in one fixed place.
Like the wind, it is elusive.
It may appear over the Imperial Continent today, and it may appear in another corner of the world the next day.
It falls on the clouds and is a truly 'free' disaster.
It just so happens that the magical power of wind can help Victor sense it.
Finally, Victor walked up to the dying bird.
The big bird flapped its wings and stood upright, as if it wanted to maintain the majesty of the guardian beast of its temple.
It did it, even if it was defeated, it still held its chest high and raised its head, extremely proud.
A white light separated from its body and slowly poured into Victor's body.
As a flash of bluish white flashed across his body, Victor felt his body became much lighter.
The power of wind.
After doing all this, the giant bird looked at Victor with satisfaction.
Then, it flapped its wings and flew toward the sky 10,000 meters high.
But suddenly, countless red chains suddenly appeared above the clouds.
Like venomous snakes, they approached the giant bird at high speed.
The chain instantly wrapped the giant bird, entangling its wings and its huge body.
Along with the restraint of the giant bird, the temple also started to tremble, and it seemed to be crumbling at an altitude of 10,000 meters.
In an instant, the crow on Victor's shoulder seemed to flash an evil light.
An extremely huge black formation slowly appeared above the white clouds.
Like a single piece of black ink on a scroll, it keeps clinging to the giant bird.
In the frightened eyes of the giant bird, Victor's eyes shimmered with light blue and he said indifferently.
"Excuse me."
"I didn't say you could leave."
