Chapter 1 The pursuit of the ice and snow sacrifice (1)
Under the scorching sun, a tall and high-spirited man was walking slowly with a child. The man was wearing a fiery red magic robe, and the golden flames embroidered on his chest represented his identity as a magician. His long golden hair was scattered around
Behind his back, his bronze face was as sharp and angular as a chisel. However, his brown eyes revealed a touch of sadness.
"Nian Bing, are you tired?" The man lowered his head and looked at the child he was holding.
The boy is only as tall as the tall man's waist, and his appearance is sixty percent similar to the tall man's, except that the lines on his face are much softer, and he has the same golden hair. Although he is still young, his appearance is more handsome than that of the tall man.
Even more eye-catching. He has a pair of aqua eyes, his body looks a little thin, his face is pale due to fatigue, and there are traces of sweat on his hair.
Shaking his head firmly, "Dad, I'm not tired. Are we about to see mom? I, I miss mom so much."
The tall man looked up at the scorching sun in the sky. The dazzling sunlight seemed to have no effect on him at all, "Yes! We are about to meet your mother. It has been ten years and you are already ten years old. In the past ten years, the world's best
It’s a big place, but there’s no place for us two. No matter what, I must see your mother this time, even if it costs my life.”
Nian Bing was still young after all, so he looked at his father with some confusion, "Dad, why don't they let us see our mother?"
The tall man snorted coldly, as if fire was about to burst out of his eyes, "They, hum, they. Nian Bing, you are still young. When you grow up, you will understand. For your mother, your father will give everything,
But, I really can’t bear to leave you! You are still so young. When you get to the village ahead, can you stay there and wait for dad? "
"No, dad, I want to go to mom with you. Mom doesn't want me anymore, don't you want me too?" Nian Bing's eyes turned red, and he held onto his father's big hand tightly, fearing that he would abandon her.
The tall man took out a scroll from his arms and handed it to Nian Bing, "Do you remember the method that dad taught you to activate the magic scroll? You can follow me, but when it comes to a critical moment, you must remember to use this scroll.
It will send you to a safe place. The same place where dad drew the magic circle the day before yesterday."
Nian Bing put the magic scroll into his hand, nodded obediently, and said: "Dad, I understand."
The tall man sighed and said: "It's a pity that the time is too short. You are more talented than me. If time allows me to teach you more things, maybe you will become the top fire magician on the entire continent. However, time
I’m not allowed to wait any longer. If we can’t get to Ice God’s Castle tomorrow, we’ll never see your mother again.”
Nian Bing nodded as if he understood, and said: "Dad, I will definitely become a fire magician as powerful as you in the future."
There was a trace of haziness in the tall man's eyes, "I remember when your mother and I were together, we discussed what kind of magic should we let him practice if we have a child? She is an ice magician, and I am a fire magician.
, ice and fire do not mix, and our children can only choose one. At that time, your mother said that if you give birth to a boy, you can learn fire magic from me, and if you give birth to a girl, you can learn ice magic from her.
Now that I think about it, she seems to be right in front of me, her words are still in my ears, but she is gone."
At this point, his voice suddenly became louder, "I, the fire mage Rongtian, swear that I will stop the inheritance ceremony of the Ice Goddess Priest and take back my wife."
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Three days later.
It is a mountain peak about 100 meters high. The peak is steep, and although it is not high, it gives people a sharp feeling. The blue-gray mountain looks somewhat solemn. Although some plants grow on it, they are extremely sparse.
Perhaps it is due to the steep mountain topography. Except for those who walk on the foothills all year round, it is difficult for ordinary people to climb such a steep mountain. At the foot of the mountain, a large river surges from south to north. This is Yangon
A famous mother river in the mainland is called Tianqing River. The river crosses nearly two-thirds of the Yangon mainland and is nearly 2,000 kilometers long. Its source is in the northernmost Bingji Province, and 100% of the province
Sixty percent of the area is covered by glaciers. Every spring and summer, the glaciers melt and merge into the Tianqing River, which continues to the distant sea. The river surface is wide, and the narrowest point is nearly a hundred meters wide, and the widest point is even wider.
It is thousands of meters wide. It is named after its clear water and rapid flow. It supports the people of several countries and dozens of provinces. Although it occasionally causes a certain degree of flooding, due to the proper management of each country, the river
People living next to it can also live a peaceful and comfortable life and exist by the river.
The steep mountain peak has an area of less than ten square meters. Suddenly, a fiery red light appeared on the ground. It was a light spot. The light spot moved quickly, and in the blink of an eye, a red six-pointed star was outlined. The temperature of the peak
It rose sharply, and above the six-pointed star, water-like ripples were produced due to the scorching heat.
The ripples trembled slowly, the red light suddenly became strong, and the surrounding magic elements seemed to be chirping happily. Amid the strong elemental fluctuations, a gray figure quietly appeared.
The figure staggered and fell out of the fiery red magic circle, almost falling to the ground. It was a child, a child who looked like a teenager. He was none other than Rong Nianbing who followed his father to find his relatives three days ago.
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There was a look of fear on his handsome little face, and his short blond hair looked a bit messy. His feet gave way, and he sat down on the ground, breathing heavily. "Dad, mom, why, why is this happening?" Tears flowed down his face.
His face was constantly flowing. The pain of losing a loved one was difficult for anyone to bear, let alone a child who was only ten years old.
After crying for a while, the exhausted Nian Bing huddled behind a rock on the top of the mountain and fell asleep. At such a young age, his future was confused and he had no idea what he should do. Light blue and red
The colored light flashed out in his arms, and the surrounding fire and ice elements quickly condensed towards his young body. This strange process lasted for a meal before disappearing quietly.
I don't know how long it took, but the severe shock and pain made Nian Bing wake up from his sleep. Three slender figures stood not far in front of him. The severe pain in his chest made him cough.
A stream of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. There was a yellow shoe print on the chest of the gray cloth.
The three people were all wearing blue magic robes, which seemed to blend into their long blue hair, as if their bodies were made of ice, giving people an unspeakable cold feeling.
Go up, they are about thirty or forty years old, there is one person in the middle, the left chest of the magic robe is embroidered with three snowflakes carved with blue crystal stones the size of fingernails, and those following him on the left and right are obviously inferior in class.
Some, only one.
"A teleportation magic circle scroll based on fire. Unfortunately, it was used by a child, and the aura left behind was too obvious." The magician in the center said lightly.
Seeing these three people, Nian Bing's handsome little face suddenly became distorted, "You, ah! It's you bad guys. Give me back my mother and my father." Not knowing where he got the strength, Nian Bing reluctantly
The man on the ground became afraid and rushed towards the man in the middle. At this time, he had forgotten that he had the ability of a junior magician. In his impulse, he only had instinct.
"You little bastard, are you looking for death?" The magician on the left waved his right hand, and a three-inch-diameter water bomb shot out instantly, directly hitting the boy's chest. The water bomb is just the most common first-level magic, with an attack power of
Not strong, Nian Bing snorted, stumbled back a few steps, and sat down on the ground. His hands were scratched with blood on the rocks next to him because he helped him stabilize his body.
The magician in the middle glared at his companion, "That's enough, he is just a child, and I don't want him to experience too much pain."
"Yes, respected Lord Ice and Snow Priest." The magician who took action agreed and quickly stepped aside.
The Ice and Snow Priest looked at Nian Bing and said calmly: "My child, I didn't want to hurt you. However, you are their child. For the dignity of the Ice God Tower, you cannot continue to exist. Hand over the Ice and Snow Goddess Stone, and I will give it to you.
A pleasure." With his status, he would naturally not search with his hands, but the commanding tone exuded invisible majesty——
The mistress kept her promise. The airspeed transmission over there has just been completed, and two chapters will be uploaded here. From now on, for the public section, there will be at least two chapters a day, with no cap.