As he leaned down to salute, the muse was reminded of a picture he would never forget!

In order to create an opportunity for the last power of the Arcane Empire to withdraw to the astral plane, Artoria gave the order to continue the preparation of the astral teleportation, and walked down from the last three floating cities of the Arcane Empire alone, facing the surging countless god legions!

The muse still remembered that day he stood at the top of the floating city, watching the tall figure in black armor standing alone in front of the god army that was surging like a tide, just raised the long sword in his hand, and then the overwhelming white light rose up, forcibly creating a mortal barrier with a diameter of several kilometers, blocking the god army and blocking the path for the gods to follow the traces of the astral teleportation to pursue in the first place!

I already knew Artoria's determination in my heart, and knew that she was already the muse of the burning spirit and several other great arcanists, even if she was infinitely sad in her heart, she could only launch the astral teleportation with the last spark of the Arcane Empire in the floating city, and enter the astral realm to escape, in order to leave the last inheritance for the Arcane Empire!

It's a pity that in the endless escape from the astral plane, the muses have lost contact with the other two floating cities one after another, I am afraid that they have been more than lucky, and even their own floating cities have suffered heavy losses under the pursuit of the gods, and finally come to an end......

In a trance, the tall figure in the muse's memory gradually coincided with the petite figure in the crowd in front of him.

"Your black-armored sword-wielding figure is our immortal faith...... "The muse bowed deeply again, then quickly turned and walked into the shadows cast by the rock wall......

"Huh?" As the muse turned to leave, Artoria, who was standing in the crowd, also seemed to sense something, and slowly turned her head, and a pair of bright eyes under the wide hood scanned the area where the muse was before!

"Your Highness, have you noticed anything?" noticing Artoria's unusual behavior, the two female guards beside her pressed their hands to the saber at their waists at the same time, and the muscles of her body trembled slightly, and their vigilant eyes scanned around.

"No, it's nothing, don't make unusual moves......" Artoria slowly retracted her gaze and turned her head back to the direction of the viewing platform, "I haven't received the training target here from the people sent here by my father, don't make trouble and increase the difficulty of the experience......"

"Yes, Your Highness!" Hearing this, the two female guards lowered their hands from their waists, but they were still silently vigilant.

Shaking her head, Artoria ignored the vigilant actions of the two female guards, and refocused her eyes on the little cat woman who was being auctioned on the stage, and continued to silently watch the auction in front of her as before, which was also a kind of experience to observe the various states of the world.

Appearing in front of the entrance, the muse reached out and knocked on the wall in front of him, and the stone wall quickly slid to the side, revealing the face of a similarly dressed guide: "If you are leaving, please come with me......"

After a long walk through the criss-crossing underpasses, the Muse was finally brought to the place where he entered, stepping onto a stone slab that slowly ascended under the gaze of the guide......

Normally, what people call the Northland is nothing more than a wide plateau in the northern part of the Noranda continent, which is already the far north of the human range.

Beyond the usual scope of human activity, further north are the Far North wilderness, which is covered with snow and ice for most of the year, the tundra region, which is so cold that only moss survives, and the glacial fields that never thaw.

And walking out of the fortress of the Far North of the Golden Rhine Empire of Ferreton and passing through the dense taiga, you are gradually approaching the barren Far North wilderness. It is also a place where the Terran barbarian, half-orc, and orc tribes have lived in a tense balance due to the scarcity of survival resources in the Far North wilderness.

At the same time, there are also a large number of monsters and monster races living here. Of course, the most active are the wolves, which are home to a large number of wolves, jawed wolves, and dire wolves, and sometimes the very dangerous winter wolves.

Although it was only in the halfway point of the year, the south coast of Deira, where Deira, was still quite warm, but it was already cold in the Far North wilderness, where you could see condensed frost everywhere, and the ground was already covered with ankle-white snow.

But at this moment, in the snow-covered taiga, a man in a wide gray cloak was walking, leaving clear footprints on the snow.

After walking silently for a few more moments, the man finally raised his head, as if to make out the direction, and from under the hood of the cloak revealed a face with the hard lines of a knife and an axe, two straight eyebrows like swords, and two small fangs protruding from the corners of his mouth......

It was Rudon who had finally returned to the Far North Wilderness from Deira City after more than half a month of trekking, looking for a way back to the Fireblade Tribe!

"It's about half a day's way away......," murmured Ruden, who had carefully identified the surrounding trees and found a mark on a fir tree.

Immediately, Luden looked at the sun that had begun to set in the west, and walked up quickly again.

The darkness of the Far North Wilderness comes quite quickly, and as soon as the sun shows signs of setting westward, night will soon fall.

And the Far North Wilderness in the dark night is quite dangerous, not because many monsters and monsters will start to move, in fact, the monsters and monsters that are active during the day are not less than in the night, or even more, but just because the night has a considerable impact on people's combat power, and people's combat power in the dark night will drop by at least two percent.

Although Ludon has a dark perspective as an orc, he also does not like to move in the far northern wilderness at night.

Soon, however, the experienced Ruden had found a large withered tree, and when a thin layer of snow was removed from the front of the tree, some of the withered and yellowed branches and dead grass were revealed, and a deep hole was hidden underneath.

Jumping in without changing his face, Ludon effortlessly killed all the goblins huddled inside, and threw them into a corner of the cave to bury them in the snow.

After a little bit of cleaning, Ludon finally cleared a small area of the cave that had once been occupied by goblins, and then took out the flint sticks and branches that the goblins used as weapons to fuel the fire.

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