The great witch stared at the tiny mortal creature below.
This is the descendant of a certain bard related to time. At this moment, I calmly drank all the witch medicine in the gourd.
It was not the hottest spirit, but it had the same "gut-piercing" experience.
For those souls who have evil intentions or are dominated by darkness, this is a purification that is purer and more violent than most holy water.
Witch medicine brewed by the great witch himself.
Even the most ordinary formula is enough to produce impressive effects.
That was also the reason why this mortal being, who was regarded as his father in the worldly sense, was unwilling to drink the medicine given by the great witch at that time.
For an existence that wanders through many times and spaces, it is natural that it would not be willing to be "limited" to a limited civilization pedigree.
And just as Yi Xia observed at this moment, the other party did fully fulfill the duties of a "father" here. It's just that the nature of the other party that transcends secular concepts obviously does not apply to ordinary ethical relationships.
Of course, the reason he wanted to arrive here was not because of his mortal father named Corrado...
The great witch's eyes were filled with endless fire, and he stared at the mortal thing below that was staggering and dropping the gourd.
Fierce and hot power was surging and stirring within his body.
His will is being tempered at this moment.
In areas other than the ordinary material level, some impacts from more spiritual levels are coming like a raging wave.
That is the conceptual judgment of witch medicine.
Even in the multiverse, after drinking the witch medicine safely, all its promised ingredients will be revealed in the turbid liquid...
And the hot and scorching heat after the violent turmoil is the reward given by the will of the great witch.
Saad Geller, the gray-robed law enforcer of the Seven Peaks of the Northland, is cautiously spying on the scene in that distant area.
As the main patroller and law enforcer of natural weather and monster pollution in this area.
When the north wind began to howl, Saad al-Qalal began to travel through the snow-capped mountains.
Sometimes he would join passing caravans.
While chatting and having fun, also check to see if they are carrying any contraband.
And more often than not, Saad Geller would walk alone in this gray world.
The winter storm is the most familiar thing to Saad Geller besides the green sea in his hometown.
But now, at this time when the storm should have been raging and rejoicing, everything has come to a standstill.
The reasons for all the changes did not require Saad Geller to conduct any detailed or difficult investigations.
That is a majestic figure whose outline can be glimpsed with the naked eye even if it is a mortal thing:
In the deep valley of the snow-capped mountains, called "The Seventh Ice Peak" by travelers passing by, a magnificent life that exceeds Saad Geller's ever contact or even imagination is suspended there.
If he hadn't been able to sense the other party's indescribably terrifying life breath, Saad Geller would have been more willing to classify it as some kind of incomprehensible grand illusion.
But obviously, the real situation is always much worse than people expected.
A terrifying alien existence came to this world for some unknown reason, and he, Saad Geller, happened to be patrolling this area...
According to the rules of Shaping Peak Spire, he should step forward to question him at this time, or even prepare to expel him.
only...
Saad Geller looked at the majestic figure that almost covered the entire starry sky.
He felt that the rules of the minaret were somewhat poorly thought out...
With such a life, maybe the owners of the legendary towers can have the right to talk to them on an equal footing?
Fortunately, the other party had no intention of hiding his intention. That is much more "energetic" than the broadcast in the material world, so that Saad Geller, who is in a quite remote area, can also listen to it.
Got it crystal clear.
Although the other party did not make any further statements.
But for Saad Geller, that was enough.
Contact between mortals and ancient gods?
A taboo inheritance passed down from generation to generation?
Gifts and trials from the ancient gods...
Saad Geller secretly shook his head, trying to suppress the many mixed emotions in his consciousness.
The other person may not be aware of his/her prying eyes.
Or maybe he noticed it but didn't pay much attention to it.
But no matter what the situation is, it is always a safer choice to work hard to maintain your emotional calm.
Although in the past century, those once fanatical trends about ancient gods and the like have been gradually falsified and forgotten by time.
But the knowledge derived from it has been handed down to some extent.
Saad-Gal had no contact with the true Old Gods.
But if there were ancient gods with other concepts in this world, Saad Geller felt that they might not be as powerful as the one he was looking at at the moment.
Maintain inner peace and maintain the rationality of the will. Faced with such terrifying things, an overly restless consciousness is a more dangerous factor...
So, Saad Geller turned his attention to that mortal who might not be so strange.
As early as in the Capital of Thousand Peaks, Saad Geller had heard of the other party's deeds.
A young bard who is still trying to find an ancient god in a time when ancient god culture has passed...
Some good people also gave each other a limited and slightly mocking name.
Just like in the age of gunfire, the mortals who still belong to the romance of chivalry are traced back.
Those who go against the trend of the times will always receive more alien attention.
Saad Geller once believed that this was just a way for the other party to gain fame.
For bards, a group that has never been very peaceful, there is indeed no shortage of such existence.
But now it seems that everything seemed to have been foreshadowed at the beginning...
Saad-Galeh stared at the young bard struggling to get up from the ground.
From Saad Geller's point of view, even if the opponent had gained some gains due to the ancient god's gift, it still appeared weak.
But what is certain is that even the ancient beings that Saad Geller knows will probably not embarrass the young bard unless necessary...
In Saad-Gal's values, that is more weighty than the direct gift from the ancient gods...
In this way, the contact between man and ancient gods comes to an end.
Just as its arrival was sudden, the other party's departure was equally without warning.
When the cold breath of winter returns to this area angrily again.
Saad Geller just came to his senses in such cold air.
Branlavic-Corrado…
This name was taboo for this gray-robed mage, and now it had a different meaning.
He suddenly thought of a legendary carpenter he had known before, who also had such a name.
But fortunately, he is an old carpenter who has always kept his peace and will not be associated with these ancient gods...
Saad Geller thought this way, and he decided to get in touch with this young bard...
