The endless undulating glaciers are shrouded in a dark sky that never sees the sun. The lingering aurora shines on the surface of the glaciers, creating a layer of eternal cold silence.
The Immovable Ice Land - This is how the pioneers described this far north land. Starting from the northernmost seaport of Jarnod, it takes about ten days for an ordinary sailing ship to sail to the Immovable Ice Land that surrounds it.
of the polar wind belt.
However, the polar wind belt is almost impassable. The biting cold wind in this area can turn a sailor wearing an animal skin coat into an ice sculpture in a few minutes. The strong winds and waves can tear apart a ship made of green oak as the main body and reinforced with copper rivets.
Hull. Even the Yarnolds, who are good at shipbuilding and navigation, are not confident that they can cross the polar wind belt.
Only by relying on a handful of warlocks who have shown the talent of the Frost Giant bloodline, and using the power of communication to tear open a gap in the polar wind belt, can we board the Immovable Ice Land - this vast glacier that seems to have stopped even time and space.
The "immovable ice land" not only describes the glacier that stands forever at the northern end of the world, but also describes the almost completely stagnant and frozen environment behind the polar wind belt.
Not only is it cold here, but it also brings life to death and end. Spells such as "endure the environment" and "cold immunity" are just like jokes. Most magic will be used in incomprehensible ways on this glacier land.
It dissolves or stops on its own, as if it is an extremely vast dead magic zone.
Even though several ships have successfully reached the Fudohyo Land and then returned to the civilized world, the explorers have brought back magical raw materials such as high-purity frost salt and activated ice, but the Fudohyo Land's environment is too harsh and the polar environment is too harsh.
The obstruction of the wind belt and the phenomenon of disabling magic have almost prevented the development of this place by the civilized world.
"Actually, this shouldn't be a real dead magic zone."
An old mage with a long white beard and a ruddy and healthy complexion stood on the surface of the glacier. The air here was also frozen by a strange force. Creatures that rely on breathing would suffocate to death even if they were not frozen.
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But even in such a harsh environment, the old mage, who looked like he should be retiring to his old age, remained calm and composed, playing with the thin golden tube that restrained his long beard, and the arcane incantations of sparkling blue light vaguely appeared on the back of his hands and palms.
This shows that he is deeply connected with the arcane star chart, and the essence of magic seems to be embodied in him.
"If it's not a dead magic area, then according to the existing entries in the 'Memory Library', the results are coming out. They may be a plane with low magic power, the arcane star map is blocked, and the ancient giant ruins drain energy.
Phenomenon."
Walking next to the old mage was a humanoid construct that was about the same height as him. From the outside, it was made of brass, like a guard wearing heavy plate armor. There were blue flames under the hollow helmet. Yellow flames.
The copper-structured guard sounded like a middle-aged man's voice, with the echo of an iron can.
The old mage glanced at the construct: "How could the Immovable Ice Land be an alien plane? We must first rule out this possibility. As for the arcane star map being blocked, I didn't notice it. It can only be something like
The energy-draining phenomenon in ancient giant ruins... Well, although the 'Memory Library' is useful, the analysis of concepts cannot be well connected with logical calculations, and it needs to be improved."
The brass-structured guard just bowed slightly and didn't say much.
This bearded old mage is the legendary mage of the Eye of Mystery, Shadowan, known as the "Arcane Catalog". As the inventor of the "Memory Library", Shadowan can completely memorize everything he sees and hears.
Even if you made a mistake a hundred years ago and didn't pay attention to the details of things, you can use the "Memory Library" to restore your memory.
As for the brass structure guard next to it, it is not so much a melee guard to protect the old mage, but an additional "memory library". It is Shadowan's attempt to use his huge and massive memory in another way.
Observation methods, making judgments from different angles, and improving one's thinking abilities.
"Well, as expected, artificially woven intelligence is still not as good as the natural thinking of the brain?" Shadowan stood there and muttered to himself: "I heard before that there was a psychic in the New World who made some noise, otherwise
Want to visit later? But he seems to be very close to the Pentagram Tower, so he probably won’t welcome me."
At this time, the constructed guard spoke again: "Psychics, through continuous study of their own spiritual consciousness, discover more extensive and powerful spiritual power - generally known as psychic energy. They rely on meditation and deep thought to trace the essence of memory and memory, and go deep into the heart.
Every dark corner evokes hidden psychic power. As far as is known so far, psychic power is innate, and this talent is unpredictable and cannot be easily exerted."
"Are you saying that I go dig out other people's heads and use them as your carrier?" Shadowan shook his head and said, "That alone may not be enough. I discovered when I was developing the 'Memory Library' that memory
Not only is it related to the brain, but especially the influence of deep memory on the unconscious activities of the limbs, it may have some connection with the spine. If psychic energy really wants to pursue memory in depth, then the brain alone is not enough.
Besides, I hate the kind of research method that constantly slices people into pieces and soaks specimens. The organic interaction between intelligent life and the environment - for example, druids imitate animal sounds and movements to get close to nature; dwarves use hieroglyphic runes
Drive energy and spirituality; witches use the similarity between specific animals, plants and life phenomena to transform themselves by eating or brewing them into magic potions to achieve longevity, health and good luck. Can these things be studied by slicing alone?
Is it connotative?"
"Isn't the essence of arcane magic that there is no restriction on the way to learn it?" asked the constructed guard.
"This is true, but today's young people have almost regarded arcane magic as an unquestionable and absolute authority. It is almost the same as the magic stick they talk about with contempt. It is just that the sacred master has been replaced by arcane magic.
." Shadowan turned his head and looked into the distance: "Let's not talk about this, a big guy is coming."
The constructed guard took the initiative to walk in front of Shadowan. With a shake of his left arm, the thick armor pieces formed a tower shield, covering Shadowan. At the same time, he said: "Detecting... Error, the object cannot be detected."
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"Don't detect the target directly, you can! Detect environmental disturbances to determine the energy level and attributes." Shadowan's tone was slightly dissatisfied, or he felt a little worried about the power of the unknown object.
In the civilized world, no one would question the strength of the legendary mage. However, when one truly steps into the legendary level, people will realize that their own power is far from being as invincible as the world praises them.
At least at this moment, before the terrifying existence that was gradually approaching Shadowan could be seen, there was a chill that could freeze even one's mental consciousness, sweeping over him in an extremely rough and unvarnished way.
Shadovan pinched his beard and said: "It is somewhat similar to the legendary spell 'Neverwinter Frost' used by the Kingdom of Yarnold two hundred years ago. But that legendary spell at the time, even if it relied on the severe cold winter, only made the two
The three provinces have fallen into an unprecedented frost and snow disaster. They are completely unable to reach the current level of gradually dissolving and absorbing the effectiveness of magic... Are there really any remaining frost giants in the world?"
As the old mage rubbed his fingers, the energy of the "serial lightning" dissipated in the frost.
And just this subtle movement seemed to attract invisible sights in the distance. The ground trembled slightly regularly, the frozen air began to flow, and then turned into an overwhelming ice storm, snow knives, ice picks, wind blades, ruthlessly
Howling and flying, the constructed guards shifted their position and blocked thousands of ice and snow for Shadowan. From the outside of the brass tower shield, there was a sound like pouring sand and gravel, and the impact continued.
"Here we come." The construct guard reminded.
"I saw it too." At the end of the old mage's sight, a tall figure appeared. It was thick and long, and one of its hands seemed to be holding a stick-like weapon on its shoulder. The pace of the visitor was not fast, but the surrounding glaciers
The earth made a mournful cracking sound. The frost storm circled around it, and the wind became more and more fierce. The old mage's beard and clothes were only fluttering slightly.
When Shadowan got a closer look, he discovered that it was a humanoid creature that was over twenty feet tall. It was covered in white hair and had knee-length arms like an ape. Even its facial features were close to those of an ape, except for its forehead.
There is also a third eyeball, and a pair of horns on the top of his head. He is holding a big bone in his hand, which is used as a mallet on his shoulder.
"Isn't this a frost giant? The horns are the characteristics of a snowman, and the third eye on the forehead proves that it has troll blood. Could it be a mixture of the three?" The creature in front of him had never appeared in Shadowan's memory, but he could see it in the blink of an eye.
Make a judgment and identify that the club of this weird giant is actually made of dragon bone!
"...Inferior species...I will rip off your limbs...drink your blood...let your soul wail in my belly..."
A sharp malice, accompanied by inarticulate words, mixed with the whistling wind, spread into Shadowan's mind, like an ice edge piercing into it, trying to stir up his mental consciousness.
Overflowing with the "aura of fear" of evil and chaos, any high-ranking mage who is slightly underprepared will be so horrified that he can't move his hands or speak, just by looking at this horned giant, as powerless as a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.
But the old mage Shadowan just rubbed his brows, quietly activated a "glossy spell", and responded in giant language: "As for whether it is an inferior species, you can put it aside for now. This person with a complicated bloodline
Strong man, can you continue your slumber? This will make the next thing easier."
"I am... Casta. I am... the Lord of Frost!" The white-haired horned giant swung the keel club, ignored Shadovan's persuasion, rushed out with a raised leg, and struck down with a heavy hammer!
Shadowan shook his beard, flashed blue light, and disappeared into thin air.
pound--!!!
The keel hammer rubbed the scattered arcane blue light, like the momentum of a meteorite falling to the ground. The glacier shook violently, and the shock wave formed a circle of fuzzy white air, sweeping outwards and directly hitting the construct guards. The surrounding glacier first sank unnaturally, and then
It bounced up and then fell again.
With just one hammer blow, a spiderweb-shaped crater with a radius of more than two hundred feet and a depth of dozens of feet was left on the surface of the glacier!
"Casta? It seems to be the god of wind, snow and disaster worshiped by the ogres and orcs in the northeastern part of the empire? It seems that this time the "Guide to Identifying False Gods" of the church scribal school can be updated." Shadovan said.
The remaining power gradually dissipated, leaving only the horned giant standing in the center of the pit. It looked up at Shadowan who was teleported into the air. The old mage gently wrote and outlined with his fingers, and a circle of spell arrays was completed. He twisted his gestures one by one.
It's like opening an invisible giant door.
I saw the light in the sky twisting and turning, and a spiral portal suddenly opened up. I could vaguely see hundreds of towering towers on the other side of the portal. On the many towers, gems of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple were floating.
The light is like a spectrum arranged in the sky, forming an everlasting iridescence that is dazzling.
There is only one place like this in the old and new continents - Rainbow City, which is a magical city that symbolizes wisdom and power, and is a great creation of the Eye of Mystery!
"The inferior species... open the door to space... the frost will swallow this city..."
The horned giant who called himself Casta opened his eyes angrily, and the frost swirled up from the sky, turning into a dense and dazzling pale beam of light, shooting towards the portal.
However, the old mage Sha Dowan had no intention of obstructing him, and allowed the boundless frost energy to pour into the portal like a tsunami. Rainbow City seemed to have been fully prepared, opening its invisible pocket to accommodate the monsters and monsters from the Immovable Ice Land.
The power of God.
"Inferior species!!!"
Casta realized that the other party was actually trying to extract his own power. When he came back to his senses, he immediately interrupted the frost storm around him and roared to the sky. The entire frozen land resonated with it, trying to shake the portal in the sky that was connected to Rainbow City.
Shadowan twirled his beard with the golden tube, and a complex star map rose above his head, like a crown, stabilizing the portal. Hear the old mage say: "Don't be angry, we have also detected violent changes in the polar wind belt.
It was confirmed that a powerful being has awakened, so I came to take a look. It happens that my colleagues who went to the east to explore the elven kingdom are currently blocked by the fog. Maybe your power can help. How about... you cooperate? "
Casta rose up with malice and resentment like a volcano erupting, causing it to emit an earth-shattering scream. Ice clouds gathered in mid-air, and a force of forbidden space blocked all the old mage's ways, making not only the legendary mage unable to
Teleportation, even basic flying movements are not possible!
Immediately afterwards, the horned giant leaped up, and a cloud of bright frost lit up on the surface of the keel club, which was powerful enough to plunge a city into deep winter. At this moment, Casta wanted to use all his power to hammer the old mage.
His soul was shattered into ice slag!
Shadowan just flicked his fingers. In the portal hole, one hundred and twenty-five mage towers were activated together, turning into an unparalleled rainbow light, which penetrated straight down from the portal and hit Cass, who was leaping up.
tower.
The rainbow light was like a divine sword descending from the sky, ignoring all protection, and forcibly split the horned giant into two pieces! The rainbow light divine sword remained unabated, disintegrating the space lock, and penetrated straight into the ground. Under thousands of feet of ice
Great power erupted from deep within the layer, causing violent earthquakes on the ground, causing glaciers to burst, and extending into a huge rift valley that stretched for dozens of miles!
Casta's two bodies fell on the surface of the rumbling glacier. The two bodies were still approaching on their own, and their strong vitality made them curse: "Inferior species..."
The old mage interrupted: "Okay, I have said the same word back and forth several times. I think you need to develop your literary literacy and vocabulary. Giant language is not a backward language? Why is your intelligence not like that at all?
A powerful being at the legendary level? Or is it that the blood of trolls and snowmen has made you too degraded compared to the frost giants?"
Shadowan did not hesitate, raised his hand and sprinkled a piece of colorful gem powder, quickly weaving a "legendary eternal stasis" that was enough to seal this false god. The vast arcane energy from the other side of the portal was constantly provided,
Countless spells exuded the iridescence of gemstones, clinging to both parts of Casta's body.
"I am...the Lord of Frost...the inferior species cannot prevent...the disaster!"
The moment before Casta fell into stasis, he opened his mouth and vomited, and a ball of ice light like a star flew out. Calm and calm as Shadovan, he immediately noticed the threat to his life and teleported away in a flash.
The ball of ice light did not hit the old mage, but headed straight to the southern sky. It disappeared in the blink of an eye, making it difficult to track.