As she progressed deeper, Catherine found herself disoriented. The area she was in was already a quagmire, and each step would sink half of her leg into the mud, and it would take a few seconds to pull it out again. It's impossible to tell which side of the mire has more water. Catherine had already taken off her mage shoes and held them in her hands, "fighting" barefoot in the muddy water.

Humanoid armor is often seen along the way, but they are all stuck in the mud and pose no threat. The only thing that worried Catherine was the intelligent Knight in Armor. While the quagmire can be described as a disaster for the slow-moving humanoid armor, God knows if that guy will have some special way to catch up. The female mage did not believe that she would reach her destination safe and sound. The calmer the present, the more terrible the danger becomes.

However, after a long journey, Catherine began to wonder if her previous worries were unnecessary. It's probably impossible to get out of the mud under your feet. She had spent so much time and effort in vain, but she had not been able to find the right direction. But even if you find the right direction, what will you do? At that time, I am afraid that the only thing we will face will be more and more muddy and difficult to navigate.

The female mage was discouraged. She simply stood where she was. The black fog that never dissipated around her kept Catherine confined to a small space. Although she knew she was moving, she couldn't really get out of it, leaving Catherine's body and mind exhausted in a monotonous search.

She needed to rest, she needed to relax her tense nerves. The armored knight who appeared at any time in his imagination has never appeared. Exhaustion and nervousness were ravaging Catherine's body and mind. Maybe the Armored Knight won't show up at all. And I'll sink in the mud.

Realizing that she was too pessimistic, Catherine's sane nature wakes up. She took a deep breath and stared silently at the black fog ahead. Those black fogs were almost forbidden to move without anyone disturbing them. However, as soon as an object approaches, they will slowly roll backwards. In fact, in terms of this feature, it also has a good effect on early warning. Several times, the female mage relied on this method to discover the humanoid armor in advance.

According to Catherine's own estimates, she had been wandering around the mud for two or three hours. Maybe you've walked back and forth several times. After stabilizing her thoughts, the female mage began to rethink the way out of the predicament.

It should be fairly close to the water source, otherwise the ground wouldn't be so muddy. The amount of water in the air has reached normal levels, even with Catherine's magical touch. Perceived to be a little more abundant than normal.

Exceptionally abundant in the water element. Maybe it's a condition that can be used. The female mage's mind was lightly touched. She stretched out her palm, and a frozen snowball began to take shape in a matter of seconds, and it was expanding at a rate visible to the naked eye. But this was not the result Catherine wanted. So the expanding snowball gradually broke up and turned into a lot of tiny ice particles.

Not enough!

The fine ice particles continue to crumble. Completely crushed. It eventually turned into ice powder. From the condensation of snowballs to the formation of ice powder. The whole process took a few minutes. A fine layer of sweat appeared on Catherine's head. She threw the ice powder forward, and a puff of smoke rose in the air, and most of the space in front of her was immediately filled with white. White slowly descended onto the muddy ground. The ground immediately froze. The ice was so large that Catherine estimated it should have extended into the black fog.

Catherine pulled out a leg and stepped on the ice. There was a "click", and the ice cracked. But she didn't stop moving, and pulled out her second leg and stepped onto the ice, and the first leg was already sinking back into the mud. That doesn't seem to change anything - like getting Catherine out of the mud and walking faster.

No, quite the opposite. Catherine felt plenty of support from the ice. She looked down at the knee-deep mud. If you stand on the ice from the start, rather than getting stuck in muddy water, it's enough to quickly pass the entire stretch of ice before sinking.

The female mage raised her hands and condensed two frozen snowballs at the same time, which were thrown the ice in front of her. It suddenly turned snow-white, and a thick cold air spread, causing Catherine's breath to freeze and fall to the ground.

But this effect is exactly what Catherine was looking for. This is where the Frozen Snowball is powerful, creating an extreme freezing environment in a short period of time. She pushed the mage boots that had been set aside to her feet onto the completely frozen ground, pulled her feet out of the mud, and stepped on them. Her feet were strong enough for the female mage to stand on the ice.

Catherine didn't immediately move forward, but continued to condense a small amount of ice powder on her hand before walking briskly forward. The ground covered in thin ice, as the mage had expected, could provide a short period of support to get her through before she got stuck in the mud.

Seeing that she had reached the edge of the thin ice, Catherine sprinkled the ice powder in her hand forward. This time the area covered was limited, but it was right on the path of Catherine. Moreover, condensing a small amount of ice powder does not require much mental power, and it does not even require the very delicate magic operation before. Because whether it is condensed ice powder, ice particles, or unformed snowballs, they can be used to freeze the ground. The difference is only in the range and the amount of mental energy expended.

Catherine is not pursuing a large range now, but she wants to reduce the loss of mental power as much as possible. Foreseeable battles could come at any time, and magic was the main thing for female mages. After all, a mage who lacks melee skills will find it difficult to take advantage of hand-to-hand combat, even if he has a strong body.

Catherine alternated spells with her hands as she advanced. The mud she walked through left a makeshift path with thin ice.

Whenever the mage felt two-thirds of her mental energy depleted, she would stop to rest and not continue until she had fully recovered. It's not that fast, but it's better than just trekking through the mud. And Catherine kept summarizing her spell casting process in between her journeys, trying to make herself as fast and precise as possible. This was also an invisibly practice, which gave Catherine a new understanding of the control of spellcasting.

After several directional adjustments, Catherine finally got out of the mud. A large bluestone appeared in front of her.

The bluestone was big enough for three or four people to stand up. With the large bluestone as the dividing line, there is mud on one side and a body of water on the other. Black fog rolled on the water, but the black fog was almost three or four meters above the water. So for the first time, Catherine had a wide field of vision, but there was no end in sight to this body of water. (To be continued.) )