August 14, just before dawn.
The morning light in the east was already dimly visible, adding a warm color to the horizon and illuminating the dark lighthouse.
"Just leave it to me."
The silver-robed swordsman checked the iron ropes binding the ice-walking doll for the last time. After confirming that the metal chain was strong enough and would not be broken off, he cautiously temporarily locked the unconscious monster into the abandoned room of the lighthouse.
Of course, in fact, he didn't have to be so careful. The monster that was showing off its power a few minutes ago was now completely unconscious - it was hit by the tail of Gyarados, and was knocked dizzy by the water cannon. It fell headlong from the highest point of the lighthouse. If it weren't for the huge Seeing that the situation was not good, Hidori quickly stepped forward to catch it. Now the ice-stepping doll may have fallen into an ice-flake doll.
Seeing that the night was almost over, the two of them did not dare to waste any more time and rushed straight to the top of the lighthouse, where the siblings and Oliver were detected by the power of the waveguide.
Without a commander, the ice puppets in the lighthouse, which only use their hearing to capture enemies, are not to be feared at all - not to mention, in order to block the charge of the silver-robed swordsman, the ice-walking puppets mobilized most of their troops outside, leaving only a few scattered ones. I'm still staying in the house. The Snow Witch opened her mysterious force field and lifted the two of them up the spiral staircase, reaching their destination within a few minutes.
The door was kicked open violently, followed by a snowy sword light. The two ice puppets guarding the "hostages" were hit in the head by powerful sword strikes enchanted with magic before they even realized the enemy's arrival.
The ice puppet fell to the ground, and the silver-robed swordsman immediately turned around and locked the door. The adventurers found the unconscious captive in the back room.
Their faces were rosy, their breathing was steady, and they seemed uninjured—their thick clothes protected the young people from the cold air of the ice dolls, and the reason for their drowsiness was probably due to the hypnotic moves of Warcraft. There is no need to take special medication, you will be able to wake up naturally after a while.
Xiaoye breathed a sigh of relief.
"They are fine." The adventurer smiled and walked towards his companions, handing over the beautiful sword, "Thank you for today -"
The silver-robed swordsman shook his head and did not take his sword.
"Before this place was abandoned, the hall on the top floor of the lighthouse was a gathering place for the tribesmen," he said. "The underground was originally a warehouse for storing food, and was later secretly transformed into an experimental laboratory."
The speaker lowered his head. Unlike the masks of the adventurers that only cover the upper half of their faces, the mask of the silver-robed swordsman completely blocks his appearance. When their eyes meet, you can only read a bit of gentleness that is different from the cold wind and snow in those green eyes. .
"Want to come and see with me?" The swordsman extended his hand to Xiaoye.
The further down it goes, the dimmer the candle becomes.
The underground of the lighthouse is much deeper than Xiaoye imagined. The huge hollow was more like an underground palace than a warehouse. The two stepped on the dusty rock stairs and walked underground step by step.
Since the three sleeping people showed no signs of waking up for a while - especially the two standard Southern trainers who couldn't wake up even with roaring bombs - the adventurer and the silver-robed swordsman temporarily left them in the room. The two men carefully cleaned up the nearby ice dolls and locked the door securely to ensure safety.
Of course, Xiaoye did not forget to leave a note briefly explaining the current situation - otherwise, with Lijiu and Longxing's temperament, if they woke up too early, they would have to break down the door and rush out by themselves.
Footsteps echoed in the silent underground. With the faint candlelight of the oil lamp in her hand, Xiaoye could vaguely see the appearance of the room called the "Laboratory".
Scattered papers covered the long table, and not far away was a row of huge metal objects, shaped like coffins. Xiaoye tried to lift the lid and found that a groove shaped like a human body had been dug out inside. There is no doubt that this is a familiar shape - a huge body, slender limbs, and inconspicuous ice chips scattered at the bottom of the groove.
It's like a mold for mass "producing" ice dolls.
The adventurer took a closer look at the entire laboratory. After looking at broken mannequins, ice cubes of all sizes, weird-colored liquid in bottles, and papers with unknown runes written on them, Xiaoye finally rummaged through the bottom of the drawer and found a different item.
It seemed to be a diary. The paper was slightly yellowed and seemed to have been aged for some time.
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[February 18, 257, sunny]
Today is still a peaceful day. Thank you to the brave Warcraft envoys, and to the loyal Warcraft partners.
It is worth mentioning that the newcomers completed their first test with flying colors - maybe a month ago I would have been hard-pressed to imagine that these young people who had just come into contact with Warcraft training would grow so fast. Even the most troublesome little Aaron seems to have found a way to get along with his costar. When I think that these young people will become the warriors who protect Snow Mountain Villa, I am full of hope for the future of the Himi family.
Oh, by the way, when I was sorting through old family books, I accidentally found a book recording ancient magic. Its content is obscure and difficult to understand, and it seems to be a spell that uses ice magic to create puppets - I have to say that the ancient lost magic is so profound that even though I am already the most skilled magician in the Himi family, it is still difficult to understand them.
Studying the magic of the old era is too exhausting, and I don’t have that much energy for the time being. However, maybe it is also a good choice as a pastime after dinner?
[August 10, 257, Yin]
I finally understood every word of the ancient book.
What wonderful words, what beautiful magic - why were magicians thousands of years ago able to create such colorful and gorgeous miracles, but I couldn't be born in that era?
Whenever I think of this, I can't help but sigh.
What the great sages of ancient times created were not empty sculptures. They are clearly made of hard ice, but they can move around freely and even understand simple human speech. Is that really a soulless puppet?
The weather has been bad recently, and it has become increasingly difficult for the Warcraft envoys in the villa to hunt. In order to reduce their burden, as one of the elders, I must temporarily put aside my personal hobbies and do my part for the villa.
Hope it will be a sunny day tomorrow.
[December 2, 257, fine snow]
I did it! I did it!
When the beautiful creation made of ice moved, I could hardly control my tears.
Thanks to the great ancient sages for leaving behind such a precious property - even though my creation is as naive as a newborn baby, when I see it staggering towards me, it seems as if the entire snow-capped mountain lights up.
I believe this is just the beginning.
I will refine it and let it grow. If the powerful puppet army in the ancient book can really reappear in my hands, it will be beneficial to Snow Mountain Villa, right?
[February 26, 258, Blizzard]
Damn it Ralph!
How could a fool who only knew how to fight and kill understand the greatness of the ancient sages? What qualifications do you have to dictate my exploration?
"My monster smells bad" - look, what a ridiculous statement? Should humans be at the mercy of stupid monsters?
I won't stop. No intelligent person could stop after witnessing such wonderful magic. Ralph, you'd better stay out of the way.
[May 13, 258, Yin]
This may be the most important day of my life.
I successfully restored the great magic of the ancient sages.
A magical creature that can act on its own and understand the commands of its creator - ah, what a beauty, what a fascinating miracle! How could anyone not be fascinated by it, and how could a magician not want to dedicate his life to it!
Disgusting Ralph always talks nonsense in front of me. And I finally didn't have to swallow my anger - my creation taught that stupid monster a lesson.
Look at me, people.
I will let you know what is most precious.
[July 7, 258, sunny]
My magic reserves are running low.
Spiritual creations consume too much magic power. Even if I drain my power, I can only support them to move for a short time.
It shouldn't be like this.
How could such beautiful creatures be lifeless? They should always be fierce, loyal, and flexible. They should travel to every corner of Fengxue Mountain and become the real residents of Fengxue Mountain.
But at this time, even Harold came to stop me!
Will my creation bring disaster? Idiot's dream! If there were no My creations in this world, it would be a disaster for the world!
Just wait and see. I'll find a way.
[August 21, 258, fine snow]
Damn, damn, damn, damn!
I hate my incompetent body, why can't I let the creatures get real life, why can't I let the creatures fill the snowy mountains!
Ralph and Harold are still trying to trouble me, and I have already seen through their ugly hearts - they are jealous. Jealous of my chosen talents, jealous of the magical creation that is more beautiful than any living thing.
They are still afraid. They are afraid that my creation will defeat the monsters and replace them. They fear the day when they will only be able to look up to My creation.
I even feel sympathy for stupid people.
As early as the moment My creations were born, you should have understood that they were meant to be looked up to.
I hate sunny days. Only the wind and snow can restore my magic power faster, and only the wind and snow are the home of my creations.
Hope the sun never rises.
[September 12, 258, Blizzard]
Just make them disappear.
Those who hinder me, those who are jealous of me, those who hate me, those who oppose me.
Just let them disappear together with those damn monsters.
[September 19, 258, Blizzard]
I need magic I need magic I need magic I need magic I need magic I need magic I need magic I need magic I need magic I need magic I need magic I need magic I need magic I need magic I need magic I need magic I need magic Magic I need magic I need magic I need magic I need magic
[September 25, 258, Blizzard]
They disappeared.
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【? ? ? Year? ? moon? ? day,? ? 】
The source of magic has been found.
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The further back you turned, the more frantic the writer's handwriting became. Finally, all the words were swallowed up by strange black spots, making it impossible to recognize their shape.
Of course the adventurers knew the handwriting - when the conscientious elder registered the results of the battle for the adventurers, the words he wrote were exactly the same as those in the diary.
After reading every word carefully, Xiaoye turned to the last page.
The outline of a bracelet was scrawled on the yellowed paper - and the shape looked too familiar. Any adventurer who had settled in Snow Wind Mountain had seen its appearance countless times.
Xiaoye closed the diary and put it back to its original position.
"This is what you want me to see." The adventurer turned her head and looked at the swordsman standing beside her.
The silver-robed swordsman did not answer immediately.
"It's too dusty here, let's go up and talk."
The Snow Demon Girl gently hugged their bodies, flew along the spiral staircase, and stopped in the lobby on the first floor of the lighthouse. The silver-robed swordsman walked to the window and gently brushed away the dust on the glass with his hand, letting the hazy light fall on the palm of his hand.
"Now, you know everything." He turned his back to the adventurer and whispered softly, "I know that you were hired by Morton and came to Snow Wind Mountain in order to earn huge rewards."
"If you are still an adventurer hired by the third elder of the Himi family in the future, please leave with your companions. I will escort you outside the village."
Xiaoye opened her bag silently and took out a document.
She used the simplest and most powerful way to answer - the stack of paper on which the work contract between the adventurer and the third elder of the Himi family was written was brought close to the candle and burned brightly.
"I choose the other side," she said.
The silver-robed swordsman turned around.
He stared at the ashes scattered on the ground and the adventurer with a calm and determined expression, and then raised his hand——
The swordsman took off his mask.
At this moment, the sky was beginning to light up, and the warm-toned sun penetrated the dark clouds, gently passing through the glass, spreading its light on the shoulders of the silver clothes, and also reflecting the young and familiar face.
It's just that he no longer acts as cowardly and gloomy as before. The young man with silver hair and green eyes—Hing Jian Karl bathed in the morning light and showed a smile that was the same color as the rising sun.
"Welcome, my friend."
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Lijiu: "Uh uh uh..."
Long Xing: "Goose goose..."
The siblings stared blankly, and for a moment they even suspected that they had missed so many plots after sleeping for three days and three nights.
When they slowly woke up, the sky had already brightened. The silver-robed swordsman took Oliver away, and only Xiaoye remained with them, describing everything that happened that night in detail.
The Terashima siblings beat their chests and beat their feet when they heard this. For the first time in their lives, they hated themselves for not having the sleepless trait. Not only did they miss the camp selection process and the unveiling of the silver-robed swordsman, they also missed the diary, which contained a huge amount of information!
At dawn, the fog automatically swallowed everyone in the old village. When the siblings woke up, they had already been ejected into the World of Warcraft Forest, and unfortunately missed the lighthouse tour.
"Well, since we are holding back, we should accept the punishment and watch one less episode..." Lijiu muttered a few words, shook her head and immediately became energetic again, "But boss, why are you still holding this? sword?"
"He told me an address before he left and asked me to wait there with my sword at twelve noon." Xiaoye explained simply. The beautiful cold weapon that originally belonged to Karl was hanging on the adventurer's waist, in sharp contrast to the rough iron sword uniformly distributed on the other side.
The two siblings looked at the marks on the map head to head for a while, "The eastern part of the Warcraft Forest...means we don't have time to go back to the villa this morning?"
Xiaoye nodded, "We have other things to do."
After listening to Xiao Ye's instructions - the three of them split up and secretly helped the monsters in the monster forest that were attacked by adventurers to escape - the Terashima siblings, who were eager to wash away the shame of last night, turned around and left without asking why. Xiaoye chose a familiar place to stay, planning to let the Pokémon finish their breakfast first.
The safe area of the Warcraft Forest was a bit far away, so Xiaoye went straight to the cabin that she had visited once before.
At that time, in order to avoid the army of monsters in the Warcraft Forest, Xiaoye accidentally discovered that there were few monsters approaching here, so it was a good place for a short rest. Today, when she pushed the door open, she saw that the furnishings in the house were exactly the same as a few days ago.
The beds, tables and chairs were still in order, and the fire was burning steadily, dispelling the chill from the travelers.
Xiaoye had just piled the ingredients on the table and before she could release the Pokémon, she suddenly heard a knock on the door.
The adventurer opened the door with a hint of surprise in his eyes.
The person who appeared at the door was no stranger. As early as in Bailang Town, she had seen these two young men from the Himi family fighting in the ring from a distance, and even their current clothes were very similar to that day.
And no one should wear modern clothes in competitions.
Xiaoye subconsciously looked up at the drone's lens. One of the visitors immediately smiled and waved his hand, "Don't worry, the nearby cameras have been turned off."
With that said, the boy bowed politely to Xiaoye.
"Hello, I'm Carl Himi and this is Clive Himi. Nice to meet you, Contestant Hokuto."
"I'm sorry to disturb you during the game. I wonder if Mr. Beidou would like to chat with us?"
"——About 'Ice Explosion'."
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small theater:
Live broadcast audience: I was addicted to watching Beidou’s personal live broadcast room. Why did the screen suddenly go black? Who did it? (fury)
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