Although the polar goddess was not in the city, Snow paid a huge price to regain true power.

Most of the researchers at the Mana Research Institute had chosen to be loyal to the guardians of the Polar City, and these powers loyal to the Polar Goddess barely managed to hold on in the face of the Ice Empress and a small group of researchers loyal to the powerful elemental mage.

It wasn't until the Ice Empress was wounded by the magic crystal arrows placed inside the research institute that the silent archmage Vikz finally chose to strike.

Surrounded by the city lord's guard, Snow watched expressionlessly as the researchers, who were supposed to be loyal to him, fell in front of him one by one. But the resistance in the city is naturally not limited to the Mana Research Institute, four of the five large battalions of the Ice Legion stationed outside the city, the city defense battalion. Even among Snow's city lords' guards, there was an unexpected riot.

Ironically, it was the Polar Bond that belonged to Elysée Alvarossa who really helped Snow win in what he called the Battle of Honor.

Snow, who stood quietly on the top tower of the City Lord's Mansion, was not as complacent as Wend. He didn't even have time to worry about whether the god of winter, who had hung over the entire polar region, would act after this riot.

Although the bonds still exist, how can the Ice City, which is destined to lose this ancient guardian of Avarossa, control the five-star archmage couple?

Walking out of the gate of the Golden Castle, the Ice Empress glanced back at the incomparably luxurious castle lord fortress and said to her husband, "What do you say Snow is thinking now?"

Vikz smiled slightly, but did not speak.

"Will he regret it?"

"I'm not as brainless as I seem. ”

The Ice Empress stopped and looked at Vikz curiously.

"He's brainless to the extent that you and I can't imagine, how can such a person regret it?" said Viktz with a smile.

The Ice Empress's crisp laughter gradually disappeared into the night.

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The northernmost lookout of the Ekadna Empire welcomed its third guest today. The Death Singer faces the moonlight and looks out at the coastline washed by the sea.

The massive sea monsters are retreating into the depths of the Sea of Shadows in an orderly manner, leaving behind countless corpses on the shore.

"We killed quite a few people today. Drake Fury said respectfully behind the Shadow Master.

"I know the doubts in your heart. ”

The Death Singer turned to look at his most devout believer and said, "Soon you will know why we need such a victory to tell the world how strong we are." ”

"I just received news that Gabioni has arrived in the Isles of Chaos and wants to see you. ”

"His reaction was quick," said the Death Singer, whose body slowly hung in the air, and then floated into the distant sea in the moonlight, "telling him that I needed him to keep things going in the Isles of Chaos." ”

Drake knew that the Death Singer in mid-air was saying goodbye to the Shadow Sea, and the captain of the Black Sails said to the Death Singer who was fading away, "What are we going to do next?"

However, he did not wait for the death singer's reply.

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In the underground tunnels of the city of Astan, Gavin once again stands in front of his portrait. After hearing the slight footsteps, Gavin looked to the side of the corridor leading to the valley square, and the figure of Grand Duke Estan gradually appeared in the depths of the corridor.

"Grand Duke," Gavin straightened up, bowing his head slightly, and it wasn't until Donn Astan stood in front of him that he spoke again, "the situation in the city is fairly calm, and it seems that all the Shadowcultists who were lurking in the city have evacuated. ”

Grand Duke Astan nodded, patted Gavin on the shoulder and said, "You did a good job, what are your plans next?"

Gavin, who was quite surprised by Archduke Astan's question, was a little stunned for a moment.

"The goddess is dead, and I'm going to give up. When Don Astan said this, the wrinkles on his face seemed to deepen in an instant.

Gavin shook his head and said, "No, the light is in my heart, and the goddess is still alive. ”

"Kid, you have to accept the reality," Archduke Estan habitually patted Gavin on the back, and the two began to walk towards the other side of the corridor, "We don't need to come here when we talk in the future." ”

Gavin looked at Astan solemnly, spread his palm, and a faint blue flame lit up, and the first man in the Northland with sincere joy on his face: "This was originally an emergency, and the spiritual flame I used to contact the teacher was only extinguished for a short time, and it is now gradually regaining its original light." ”

Astan looked at Gavin in shock and said, "But the power of our bond is obviously gone. ”

Gavin naturally couldn't answer the question, and the two people in the corridor fell silent again.

"Or we shouldn't just let that Light nobleman go," Grand Duke Astan sighed, "and he should be able to answer a lot of our questions." ”

"At that time, forcibly retaining that Holy Light nobleman would not be a good choice. Gavin shook his head.

The two people in the corridor were so quiet, staring at the blue flame that seemed to be slowly growing.

And Kevin Goland, who has been far away from the city of Astan, and his family decided to go all the way south, after all, the further north they go, the closer they get to the Shadow Sea, which may erupt at any time.

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Alicia's incomparably seductive body completely lost its temperature. This beautiful corpse, in the wilderness outside the city of Astan, is being gnawed by the gradually gathering jackals. The original beautiful face of the Thorn of the Cone was covered with terrifying scars, which looked extremely distorted, and what really killed her here was the round and charred hole in her forehead.

It's like being left behind by a scorching light.

The sacred place of the nobles of the Holy Light, in the middle of Lake Iruminesh, rippled, and all kinds of lights converged in all directions. The Holy Light creatures in the Holy Land have stopped by the lake, waiting for the birth of a high-ranking Holy Light nobleman from the Holy Lake.

An incomparably enchanting plump back is emerging on the surface of the water in the middle of the lake.

If it weren't for the dazzling light around her, this scene would be like a female corpse drowning in the water, with her limbs facing down, floating from the bottom of the lake.

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After returning from the blizzard outpost to the previous supply depot for a night's rest, the next morning, they once again embarked on a hike in the face of a violent snowstorm.

Elysée didn't seem to have any emotional changes because of the events in Blizzard City and the changes that might have happened in Ice City, and along the way, the violent wind and snow actually became smaller and smaller, until it even subsided completely. In such good weather, the polar goddess kept introducing the scenery along the way to the Ades.

Although these landscapes are not only glaciers, but also glaciers.

"Look at this glacier is big and round,

You see the glacier is long and wide... ”。

Sevelia, whose brain was a little explosive, couldn't help but speak: "When will I be able to reach the pure white land?"

"This is pure white land. ”