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The cold wind from the wilderness blew and fell on the crumbling houses, and the remnants of the fire hunted.

Corpses, corpses everywhere; a pool of dried and clotted blood; In addition to the ruins, there are only these countless dead people in sight. There were civilians, old people and children, but many more were undoubtedly armed warriors - thousands of warriors and magicians had died here.

Even though he had just come to the city, or the world in the or, by course, the world, he immediately understood—there had been a war here not long ago.

In his cognition, only "war" can cause such a tragic scene in front of him, and summon the "hell" that should exist in legends or imaginations to the world!

This unknown city was captured and then slaughtered.

He quickly made such a judgment, because in his perception, the city of its size had completely lost its vitality - that is, there was not a single survivor.

There isn't even a single confirmed "life" here...... If you don't count the monsters that roam the ruins, devouring the corpses of the dead.

These monsters have mana fluctuations, that is......

"Is it Warcraft?" The man muttered softly to himself.

But even the men themselves rarely see such a brutal, no, should I say inferior and ugly monsters! It is a completely despicable species with only an instinct to eat, and for men, to call it a "monster" is an insult to the term.

There is no need to think about it at all, men instinctively and extremely dislike these "things".

But now is not the time to "clean up the garbage", and for this man who has come here through the sky, there is still one most urgent thing - find some clothes that can cover his body!

The experience of suddenly coming to a strange world is honestly not too strange to men.

"Having said that, I used to travel naked to Aslant like this......" The man smiled bitterly, and it was because he appeared in the ruins of this battlefield, and there were no other people or intelligent beings around, so he avoided a lot of embarrassment.

Having said that, the first priority is to find some clothes, right? Not to keep out the cold, just to shelter the body. As an ice-shaped magician, this man will never be harmed in the slightest by sheer "cold"; But the shame of being a normal human still makes him feel that he has to get dressed...... The habit of undressing does not exist for him, and it is enough to have his two juniors and disciples to inherit it.

"It's a bit disrespectful to the dead...... the man walked over to a nearby corpse and bowed to him with his hands folded, "but I'll borrow your equipment for a while." ”

The deceased must have been a magician during his lifetime, right? It also looks like it's quite powerful, until now, the equipment on its body still ripples with a faint unique magic fluctuation, and it seems to be the magic of this world

The man did not mean to strip the deceased naked, but simply removed his cloak, which was extraordinarily wide and thick enough to cover the man's entire body, and there were a large number of pockets sewn into the cloak, most of which were bulging. After opening it and checking it roughly, it turned out to be some ground powder and other forms of spellcasting materials. The cloak itself also seems to have quite a magical effect, and it seems to be an excellent piece of sorcerer-specific equipment.

But these don't mean much to men. This unique way of casting spells seems worth looking into, but definitely not right now.

The man thought about it, and checked the other things of the dead magician. At the very least, learn about the world's magic system and the enemies they encounter.

Although he was in a hellish environment at the moment, the man was still doing his own thing unhurriedly, and he was confident that there was absolutely nothing around him that could threaten his existence, so he investigated it with extra ease and confidence.

In fact, men have reservations about whether there is a real threat to their existence in this world. After all, he is a person who "penetrates" a world.

Theoretically, as long as there is no obvious foul like the Black Dragon King Akunororia, he is confident that he is invincible in the world!

Therefore, even the investigation at this moment is only based on the curiosity of a man and the instinct of being a research magician.

Gradually, it seems that the only living person who exists here has been discovered, and gradually demonic beasts have begun to surround them.

"Tsk, it doesn't seem to have obvious external injuries, it seems that it is a direct attack on the spirit or soul that kills instantly, and I haven't even had time to cast the magic of counterattack." The man casually observed the corpse of the dead mage, and while making such a judgment, he raised his head to look at the wolf-like beast that was slowly approaching, and smiled disdainfully.

“…… It's not like these mongrels did it. So, what kind of existence did the city break? ”

The huge wolf-like monster finally couldn't hold back anymore and pounced on it with an unpleasant and piercing roar.

The man's expression was calm, without the slightest panic, and he didn't even look at these demonic beasts that had been killed. Just calmly stagger a step, dodge the first monster to kill, and then swing your fist!

Bang!

A dull thud rang out from the beast.

The beast roared, as if it had been hit head-on by an irresistible flood of might, and flew backwards with a bang, like a disemboweled cannonball, directly knocking down a broken wall behind it, and then continued to pass through several houses with residual momentum, and was finally buried under the rubble.

"Sure enough, it's not an illusion." The man looked thoughtfully at his fist, "My body is strengthened...... No, it's become normal! This is the physical fitness that a normal magician should have! ”

Twist your waist, step back, smash your fists!

The man turned around and directly volleyed the second demonic beast into the air with a punch - after confirming that he had this power, with his ability, he could easily use his power perfectly!

You don't need to use magic to deal with these things! The man pouted, and a few punches in quick succession solved all the trouble.

"Finally, I have the same physique as Elusa and them!" The man breathed a long sigh of relief, his expression full of satisfaction and excitement.

Finally, I no longer have to be limited by the time limit of "100 seconds of superman" and the extreme technical flow of the thin sword!

"Well, although it doesn't mean much."

The man suddenly became uneasy again. If you can't "go home", what's the point of becoming stronger? Moreover, even if it is the original self, it is definitely not weak! It's better to say that in terms of strength, what he has has is already completely sufficient, and there is no need to strengthen it at all......

"By the way, this time I traveled to the new world, and I still have a complete memory...... Even the previous strength has been retained, and even strengthened in the shortcomings...... "The man muttered to himself, "No, it's better to say that I didn't die when I directly challenged the gods, and it was already an unexpected thing to be scattered." What is this? Is it a reward for successfully challenging the gods? ”

"Invincible at the start? Is this for my vacation leisure? Although there was a tragic post-war apocalypse scene around him...... "In the empty ruins, he was the only one who chattered and complained with the wind.

The only man alive in the hellish ruins, or just call him by his name – Woz. Frenna, March 3, 1180, came to this otherworld.

Woz stooped down again to pick up the staff beside the dead wizard, the high-level staff assassin who was supposed to be quite precious had been unrecognizable, and the head of the staff inlaid with precious gems had been trampled by the raging beasts, and only half of the dirty wooden pole remained.

Without bothering the two masters, Wads weighed the texture of the stick in his hand and casually decided, let's use this "staff" as a weapon...... He didn't really need a staff though. However, in the past, Woz relied on magic books to cast spells as props, and now it always feels a little unaccustomed to having empty hands, so let's find a prop to grab in my hands.

"However, now I can use the ice magic as much as I want." Woz shrugged again, "Unknown magician, thank you for the gift!" ”

Woz bowed to the dead mage once more, and with a wave of his hand, he unleashed a round of silvery-white magic that froze the corpse.

With a click, the crystal clear ice coffin shattered along with the corpses inside, dissipating into the air.

After watching the dead man disappear completely, Woz looked down at the scroll in his hand—the third item he had taken from the other person, and it was because of this scroll that Woz decided to use the staff as his next weapon.

This is a legacy of the so-called "staff mage": a school of wizards who use the "staff" as their main casting and combat tool, and can perform a variety of different spells depending on the staff used, with a high degree of freedom. Because the image of Myster Height, who was wearing multiple staffs, suddenly came to mind, Woz decided to learn this technique on a whim.

…… Maybe it's going to be funny.

Yes, just because it's "fun". Woz didn't expect this so-called "Wandmage" inheritance to bring him an increase in strength, in fact, Woz didn't think that there was any magic technology in the world that was better and more powerful than his word magic.

"And...... Then again," Woz smiled wryly and sat down on a rock, "what's the point of me getting stronger?" In comparison, I'd rather not have this strength and be an ordinary person...... As long as it allows me to go back home...... Back to Fairy Tail! ”

This time, Woz completely retained all his memories, and now this has become his biggest source of nostalgia and pain.

"Damn, how much time and effort do you think it took me to find a home!" Woz grumbled sullenly.

At this moment, there were guys around him again.

Unlike the previous batch of jackal-like demonic beasts that were sent to death, this batch also had some humanoid monsters mixed in it. These were the size of an average adult human, covered in hideous, ugly scales and hair, and wielding crude weapons in their hands. Among them, there is also a guy who seems to be the leader, riding on a jackal monster, and commanding the other minions to surround him with a menacing attitude!

These guys, who are all miscellaneous minions, don't get much attention from Wads.

"It's unpleasant to look at, these things!" With no one around, Woz let out his voice and complained loudly, "Despicable bastards! ”

It was only then that Wolds noticed that the air around him was filled with the strong smell of blood and the stench of decomposing corpses, mixed with the smell of gunpowder and sulfur after the Great War.

With itself as the core, a radius of forty kilometers. Wolds has figured out the area of the city.

Case......

Woz thrust his staff into the ground in front of him. And then shape with both hands -

"Ice Shape......" Woz hesitated slightly, because there was no worthy target here, so he finally chose the simplest magic.

"Floor!"

Strictly speaking, this is the shape of Woz's junior brother Gray, and Woz is also at his fingertips at this time. An icy aura spread rapidly around the heart of Woz, sweeping across the city in the blink of an eye.

If someone looked down at the ground below their feet from above the city, they would clearly see a silver-white circular magic circle large enough to encompass the entire city!

The exaggerated array of magic flashed away, followed by a drastic drop in temperature. The flames raging in the city were extinguished in an instant, and the air close to the ground quickly condensed into a layer of hoarfrost, which then clung to the ground, collapsed walls and houses, and corpses everywhere.

Everything freezes, as if winter is coming, turning this space into a crystal clear world of ice and snow.

Of course, the only living creatures in the city, those wandering monsters and bad demons, were also frozen in an instant. As for those little inferior demons and jackal monsters who were approaching Woz, they were frozen into ice sculptures for the first time.

…… I've heard that hell is a damp and hot place, so I guess I've never seen a so-called winter, right?

The sky and the earth suddenly cleared, and the stale and depressed smell was swept away.

Woz poured out the magic in his body unbridledly, freezing the city. With the help of the huge magic array spread out, he could "take in the whole city" in the short moment just now.

"Did some of the mighty guys survive?" Woz muttered, "Unfortunately, they're not human." ”

Now I'm the only living person within a radius of hundreds of kilometers, and it's impossible to find someone to ask where I am!

Woxz was distressed by this, but only distressed, and now he had no motivation or desire, just following general logic and common sense to make judgments.

As for the monsters in the city that survived under his magic, they didn't bother to care at all.

In the final analysis, Wads's act of "burying" the whole city was only because he was sympathetic to the same human beings as the dead.

……

The only human here sat lazily on the stones, but the other beings in the same city couldn't be so calm at the moment!

The sudden blow was like a heavenly punishment, and it enveloped the whole city without warning. An icy chill swept over everything in the room. In the blink of an eye, almost all of the original large number of their kind turned into ice sculptures, and then shattered under that mysterious will, and disappeared with the wind.

Only the strongest ones barely survived this cold wave.

Centurion, or the leader of a Warcraft community. Only the existence of this level has a chance to survive.

Those demons with considerable wisdom looked panicked and uneasy, and in the puzzled eyes of the monsters next to them, they fled out of the city without looking back, and some of them were powerful, and even broke through the space and fled back to the abyss directly at any cost!

The demonic beasts that only act instinctively, of course, can't understand the behavior of those who are also "abyss powerhouses" at this moment, and they can't understand the cries of panic and despair in their mouths-

"Silence everything in all things...... Ice Demon King! ”