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Chapter 274:

"It's almost freezing temperatures, isn't it?"

She exhaled softly, frowned, and looked down.

The volcanic ash area below, as if floating in the air at this time, was a large gray river that was constantly undulating, and even covered the forest in the distance.

However, this particular environment was not in Glenor's memory.

"Maybe it's the environmental changes that came about after the eruption."

Reaching out and tightening her robe, Freya paused and continued forward.

As she advanced, the sky was not full of volcanic ash, but also mixed with some fine white particles.

The black path on the ground turned into white snow at some point.

After being trampled by Freya, it makes a 'crunch, crunch' sound.

Half an hour later, the path beneath her feet gradually began to become less clear, almost completely obscured by the wind and snow.

And the footsteps of the three people that Freya had been watching actually began to deviate from the route she remembered, and walked in another direction.

She followed the footsteps of the three of them and looked in that direction, the mountain wall there was extremely steep, and in some places it was almost a flat piece, and ordinary people could not move forward at all.

"It seems that this ruins have also exposed some traces due to the eruption of the volcano, but compared to me, I have the memories of Glenor to use as a guide, and they can only follow the area they stumbled upon before to make dangerous explorations."

Thinking faintly about the pros and cons, she withdrew her gaze and set off again.

Twenty minutes later.

In the midst of a blizzard.

Freya, whose body was like a cyan flame burning, walked towards the mountain wall in front of her step by step.

Because of the volcanic heat inside, the snow and ice that fell on the mountain wall melted into water and froze, so the mountain wall looked smooth and like a huge mirror.

Walking to the mountain wall, Freya calmly stretched out her hand and tapped lightly, and then thrust her fingers into the mountain wall.

'Click! ’

Five fingers went straight in.

Freya only felt as if her fingers were touching something soft and warm, as if there was a lot of mucus, and she felt very sick.

"It should be here."

She frowned and withdrew her fingers.

Five pitch-black holes in the mirror-like ice wall were exposed, and the slightest crack slowly spread around them.

Looking at what she had made, Freya took out a black earthworm-like creature from her waist and squeezed it hard.

The thing spilled a puddle of black slime with a snap, and was deliberately guided by Freya to sprinkle it all over the ice wall.

'Hiss'

Like the sound of corrosion, the incomparably hard walls of ice began to melt rapidly under the influence of the liquid.

Soon, a strange flesh-colored wall was exposed in the melting ice.

The walls were still creeping as if they were living creatures, and directly opposite Freya, there were five sharp marks emerging with green juice.

"It's disgusting enough to be a wall of necromancy."

Looking at the wriggling flesh-colored walls with some disgust, Freya reached out and quickly tapped her forehead.

An X-shaped mark flew out of her forehead and clung to the flesh wall.

'Tear it up. ’

A hole suddenly cracked in the center of the flesh wall, and inside the mouth was a pitch-black tunnel, and the hot air flow mixed with the smell of sulfur came from the tunnel.

Feeling the temperature of the hot air, Freya took out the resistance potion prepared in advance, pulled out the test tube and poured it directly into her mouth.

Suddenly, an unusually cold touch erupted in the mouth, and entered the throat, stomach, and then extended to the whole body.

Gently exhaling a cold breath, Freya threw away the test tube in her hand and stepped directly into the corridor.

The corridor looked long, and by the light outside, Freya noticed that the walls around it were full of deep claw marks and corrosion marks, as good as new.

This is the trace of the battle of Glenor in the past.

Just when Freya wanted to take a closer look at the traces.

The wall behind her slowly squirmed and glued together, and in a moment even the molten ice was covered again.

The entire corridor was completely plunged into darkness.

It's just that the darkness didn't last long.

With a 'snap', a red flame hovered above Freya's head.

She reached out to touch the messy marks, her fingers straining slightly.

'Z!! ’

A shrill sound suddenly came from under his fingers, and slowly drew a thin shallow mark.

This effect caused Freya to raise an eyebrow, and then her entire palm pressed against the wall and slapped it hard, and suddenly a scorching heat came from her palm, making her subconsciously withdraw her hand.

The heat came so quickly that if she hadn't just drunk the potion, it might have burned her skin.

"Hey, it can actually convert energy, is this material crystal igneous rock?"

In her impression, the large crystal igneous rock is very hard and heavy, has a strong conduction effect on fire energy, and is the most common spell casting material for some fire witchcraft, and the price is not expensive but not cheap.

I didn't expect that the materials used to make the entire corridor were all made of this material.

"It's unbelievable." She sighed softly.

However, what made her even more unimaginable was that Glenor could actually cause such serious marks in this hard crystal igneous rock tunnel, which shows how fierce the situation was at the beginning.

After looking at the extravagant corridor for a moment, she moved on.

Ten minutes later, the originally narrow corridor began to open up.

However, the temperature of the surrounding hot air flow gradually increased.

A hot breeze swept through Freya's face, causing her eyes to squint slightly.

The temperature here had reached nearly 100 degrees, and she could even feel that the soles of her shoes were a little slippery, and the white robe on her body that was only enchanted with a low-level cleaning technique was extremely dry.

Touching the white robe that had become very dry, Freya ripped it off, revealing the red armor inside.

The flames above their heads were whirring and burning, illuminating the surrounding scene.

It is a three-way intersection, with three pitch-black roads leading to different routes.

Freya calmly identified the three aisles, and then walked towards the one on the far right.

In the silence of the corridor, only the sound of her footsteps.

After a while, stone gates appeared on both sides of the road.

On the top of the gates were rectangular stone plaques with ancient wizard language that Freya had never learned.

Although she was curious about what was inside, Freya didn't open it to take a look.

Because in Naglenor's memory, the strange and powerful monster was released from behind one of the stone doors.

The only thing she could guarantee her safety now was to follow the path Glenor remembered.

I encountered a few more forks and corners, and walked in the long corridor for half an hour.

Freya finally came to a stone door.

The stone door was closed, and there were deep claw marks everywhere next to the door, and there were some crystalline particles on the ground.

She kicked the particles on the ground, only to find that they were sticking to the ground and were very hard.

Frowning, Freya reached out and pushed the stone door.

'Click. ’

With a crisp sound, the seemingly heavy stone door was easily pushed open.

'Whew'

When the stone door was pushed open, a cold wind suddenly blew out through the crack in the door.

This made Freya, who had been in a hot and dry environment, feel a chill all the time.

"Is this the function of the thermostatic rune?"

Feeling the normal temperature inside the door, Freya cautiously walked through the stone door.

It was still pitch black inside the door, but in Freya's mental perception, she vaguely knew that it was an empty place.

The flames overhead can only illuminate a limited number of places.

Freya stretched out her hand and snapped her fingers, and suddenly, the flame above her head split into several flowers, and flew around under her control.

All of a sudden, the surroundings were lit up.

It's just that when Freya saw this scene inside the door, she was slightly stunned.

Because, she found that there were rows of tables and chairs in front of her, and in front of her was a huge stage, the red curtain was still open, and the tassels on the curtain were fluttering with the cold wind.

It's like she's performing something.

"No, how is this a theater?" Freya frowned.

Because in Glenor's memory, it was supposed to be a laboratory-like room.

"Huh? What is that? ”

In the middle of the theater, she suddenly noticed a small figure standing in the middle of the stage of the theater.

Because the flames were not shining there, the figure was not very visible, as if half of the body was encroaching in the darkness.

Controlling a flame floated onto the stage, it was only then that Freya could see the thing.

It was a half-human-tall statue of a clown, the gray stone clown bent slightly, but the smile on his face was straight to the seat in front of him, as if he was thanking him.

In the Joker's right hand is a black cane, which is incompatible with its gray color.

"Is that Greno's cane?" Freya frowned.

The room that was supposed to be a laboratory was now transformed into this huge theater, and the palm that had been thrown on the ground appeared in the hand of a stone carving.

For a moment, Freya had a very ridiculous feeling.

It's as if there are other people here in this huge theater.

Freya, who had been looking at the clown statue for a while, and didn't notice anything unusual, slowly pulled out the blue dagger at her waist, and then cautiously walked towards the stage.

'Smack. ’

Black leather boots made a crisp sound on the stage.

Freya looked at the clown cautiously, although it was only a stone statue in the psychic sense, Freya always had the illusion of a real person in the vivid details of the clown's clothes.

Standing on the edge of the stage, Freya's eyes narrowed slightly, and she pulled out a black seed from behind her and flicked it hard.

'Bang! ’

With a loud bang, the seed slammed into the clown's head.

Suddenly, half of the clown's head exploded and turned into a pile of gray powder sprinkled on the stage.

"It should be fine."

Glancing at the clown, who was only half of his head left, Freya walked over slowly.

The black cane is very ordinary, no different from the average nobleman's use.

It was only when Freya held the cane that an unusually cold touch came from the palm that touched the cane and quickly spread towards the arm.

Freya subconsciously looked towards the top of the cane, but found that at the top of the cane, a slender blue-black arm was spreading out and wrapping around her like a snake.

"What?"

With a sudden chill in her heart, Freya immediately let go of her cane, and the cold feeling between her arms and palms instantly dissipated.

But when Freya looked at the cane again, there was nothing, as if it had just been a hallucination.

"Hell yes!"

She looked down at her palm, which was also intact.

After thinking about it, Freya still held the cane and pulled it hard.

The cane was suddenly taken from the clown's hand.

The cane looked like it was wooden, but it was heavier, and Freya made a 'ding' sound when she struck it.

After playing with it and not noticing anything unusual, Freya tied it with a rope and tied it to her back.

When she turned to leave, suddenly a cold wind blew from behind, like a cold little hand into her neck.

The cold wind made Freya's figure pause slightly, and then the dagger in her hand slammed backwards.

'Shhh ’

Immediately after that, several cyan thin marks were also fiercely scratched.

There were five deep marks on the floor of the stage.

Freya stared coldly at the marks on the ground, because there was nothing in the clown's position just now.

For a moment, in Freya's eyes, the entire theater seemed to dance with countless black smoke tentacles, and bursts of eerie touches kept stimulating her skin.

This feeling had disappeared since she had been promoted to an official wizard, but she didn't expect it to appear here again.

"Spirits"

The stone door to the theater remained open, and Freya retreated towards the door as she watched her surroundings.

The ring on her right index finger was stimulated by her at this time, emitting a faint milky white light, and bursts of strong positive energy overflowed from it.

I don't know where the strange spirit is, but I don't think it will attack him in this situation.

"It was just prepared for the sake of insurance, but I didn't expect it to be used now."

The whole theater was originally quiet, and it is even more silent in this environment.

Just as Freya was about to exit the stone gate, suddenly, in the distance of the corridor, there was a sound of small footsteps mixed with the sound of talking.

"Anyone?"

She was suddenly distracted, and then the half-open stone door suddenly closed.

'Bang! ’

The flames burning around were also extinguished instantly.

Except for the faint white light emitted by the ring on Freya's index finger, the entire theater was suddenly plunged into darkness.

However, then, in the faint white light, there seemed to be a pitch-black palm slowly stretched out, and gently squeezed towards the ring.

With a 'snort', the light of the ring also dissipated......

In the bright sunshine, there was the chirping of birds.

Lying on the bed, Freya slowly opened her eyes and smiled at the early morning sun outside the window.

'Click'

The door opened, and a young girl dressed as a maid walked happily to the bed and bent down.

"My dear Princess Freya, today is your sixteenth birthday, and His Majesty has prepared a gift for you, please get up." R1152