Harry, Herry, and the others appeared in a white world, with an endless flat area ahead.

He pointed in the direction of the gray mist and said, "Let's go, we're not too early, and we're still moving forward as fast as we can." ”

"Well, let's go together." Ryan and the others nodded, blessed themselves with a few defensive spells at random, and rushed to the area where the gray mist was.

It's not the first time they've come, it's already the second time.

Shout! Shout! Shout!

The five mages stretched out their hands and toes off the ground, bathed in a dark black beam. With a thud, he hurried towards the gray mist. As they approached, they formed a formation to resist the wind blades blowing around them.

…………

After discussing with a few mages for a while, Grant went back to his lodgings and waited until the day was suitable to open. In fact, it was Olympe and Grant who were chatting with each other, and the other three mages were all sitting there drinking their drinks as if they were nothing.

Grant didn't care, anyway, if he poured the ruins and went his own way, he wouldn't have to find trouble.

After waiting like this, three days passed quickly.

Large black tents still stood on the slopes, and many mages walked around or hid inside to read. They knew that when it was opened, there would be a huge hourglass of time in the sky, and many mages would definitely rush to it immediately when they saw it, as evidenced by the sound of a stabbing sound at that time, and that was why they didn't worry.

Grant made a small hole in the snow building for detection.

He had been sitting on the sofa with a thick plush blanket between his legs, and many beautiful women wearing sand scarves tattooed on his face. Holding some water droplets in his white hands, the weaving technique is very good. It looks lifelike, and it's the same as the real thing.

On the blanket sat a thick book made of pitch-black monster leather. The cover of the book cover is very strange, it is a man with pale skin, holding the cover with a palm shaped like a skeleton, and the hands are bright red all around.

A few words were written crookedly with blood stains under the palm of the hand - undead. Life-and-death. Rite.

"This is really good, but unfortunately I don't plan to study this kind of thing for the time being." Grant saw the book and shook his head.

At this time, he noticed a very subtle elemental fluctuation that he would not have felt at all if he hadn't probed carefully.

He looked up with the help of the small hole. Seeing the white sky twisted slightly, tearing out a kilometer-long hourglass that revealed the vicissitudes of life. It is no different from the hourglass before the blizzard.

The hourglass glass bottle poured out some golden sand, and the rustle fell.

Backbite!

The sand is the time before the blizzard, and there is only some sand left.

The moment Grant saw the end of the flow, his eyes narrowed slightly, refracting a trace of essence, and he smiled: "Sure enough, it's much faster than I imagined, and it's only been a long time." I'm out now. Olympe should notify me soon. I collect my things and wait for them. ”

With a wave of his hand, furniture, blankets, and books disappeared as if they had been sucked up by a mysterious force.

Grande nodded: "Gone!" ”

Shout!

He moved forward a little. It clashed with the ceiling of the snow building, suspended in mid-air.

The whole tent area has become a bit noisy for a few days. There is no sparseness at all.

Many mages noticed that the hourglass of time had been open for a while, and they were quite excited to put away their tents. Rushing forward with the team, in the blink of an eye. Disappear from sight.

"Haha, I didn't expect such good luck, and now it's time to open up."

"I'm just like you, I'm still so lucky, go first."

They screamed, and many mages disappeared.

Grant stood in one position, turned his head, and saw four streamers rushing towards him, led by Olymp and George, followed by two mages, James and Linda. They were a little surprised to see Grant rush out so quickly and wait for himself and the others. They thought they were finding out fast enough, but they didn't expect others to find out faster.

"Shall we go now?" Grant asked.

"Well, now all the way north, there will be a snow whirlpool, and then the entrance of the ice and snow relics." Olin Fei nodded, with a little excitement in his eyes, anyone who could think of the good things there would be overjoyed.

"Then let's go." Grant approached the group a little closer, and a little farther away.

Shout! Shout! Shout!

They turned into different beams of light and rushed to the area ahead. Along the way, you can see many flying mages rushing forward in the beam of light, their eyes glowing with enthusiasm and excitement. The Ice Clan's mage texts and various knowledge and items are all worthy of their research and power.

For a while, the dense mages in the sky were like multicolored streamers, distributed throughout the sky.

…………

Somewhere in an area.

In the white sky, there are tens of thousands of golden runes, neatly arranged, and the surface exudes a whirring light.

The runes don't feel much individually, but once connected, they give people a sense of coercion.

Down there are large whirlpools of tumbling whirlpools, whirlpools on different seas, the whirlpools here are all in the snow, and they exude a strong elemental attraction, and some of the whirlpools have white bones on the surface, it seems that it is definitely not as simple as imagined.

The distance is about tens of thousands of meters, and just by looking at it, you can know how terrifying the danger is.

Shout! Shout! Shout!

After a while, a group of black-robed mages fell not far away, looking at the ground with surprised faces, and then looking up at the tens of thousands of runes in the sky, knowing that this was a forbidden area, and the runes on it could not be destroyed at all with their strength, so they could only move forward according to the rules.

The leading group of mages did not move first, but waited for the later mages to move forward. Because the snow whirlpools not only have tearing force on the surface, but some whirlpools will also have terrible tentacles that will drag your feet. Before the ability to fly, it was a great loss to spend mana on such an extra-long vortex. Not to mention those terrible tentacles.

"Wait a minute, if no one is on, we'll go!"

"Although I almost died last time, this time I was much stronger than last time, and I don't think it's much dangerous."

"Let's rest first."

Dozens of mages stopped and sat there meditating to regain their dry spiritual power.

It took some time for Grant, Olin Fei and the others to rush here, looking around at the black-robed mage, and just smiling coldly.

They knew that the group was looking for scapegoats again, and wanted to use them to detect if the whirlpool had tentacles. Although tentacles are all in the whirlpool, not every whirlpool has them, but these tentacles swim in a non-fixed manner. The mages just want to use the tentacles to know where there are not, at least after the analysis, the probability of walking in the area without tentacles will increase.

"Let's wait here, wait for someone to go ahead, and pay close attention to his moves, so that we can improve the chances of survival." Olympe glanced around at the people around him and spoke. Speaking of the back, I took a few special glances at Grant, as if I was afraid that the other party would be too impulsive or pull back.

Grant was a little speechless, but he didn't pay much attention to it, and when he crossed this road, he separated and looked for his own.

After waiting for a few hours, the surrounding mages divided into small groups, small groups, and looked at each other vigilantly. After seeing that no one came up with the will, two of the small groups stood up and walked to the front and scolded: "A group of cheap guys, you don't want to, we can think about it, go." ”

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

After uniting with several companions around him, he sent the opposite elemental particles under his feet and rushed forward. There is a layer of golden light on the tips of his feet, and he steps on the snow as if he is just ordinary ground, and then keeps running.

Resisting with elemental particles in this form is very mana-intensive, and every time you move, you don't feel pressured to release the spell. Because of this, I want to find more people to be with, otherwise one person and two people will soon die because of the dry mana.

A group of mages outside the snow whirlpool saw that the two teams had been moving forward by relying on their mana, and they had nothing to do with three or two meters. Many of the divisions are a little eager to try, these are the stronger mages in the team, and they estimate that as long as they have some confidence, they will move forward. After all, the first to arrive can get more treasures in the ice and snow ruins.

"Let's go, they can pass, our strength is stronger, there is nothing to be afraid of."

"Both teams are gone, and we're following."

"Keep up!"

One team after another moved forward, and soon, in the open space in front of the whirlpool, only a few sparse teams remained. Their strength is weak, and they are all waiting to see if there is danger ahead.

Olympe stayed in one place, closed his eyes and waited quietly. He knew that he couldn't rush in this kind of thing, not to mention that his team was not as good as other teams, so he had to be careful.

Although he had been closing his eyes, he was using his mental power to record their location and make sure that there were no such weird tentacles before he planned to move forward.

"Haha!!"

The five mages stepped on the snow whirlpool, feeling the deadly tearing power below but not afraid at all. They understand that there is nothing to be afraid of, and they keep moving forward hoping to get there soon.

One of the leading mages suddenly felt a chill rise from behind him, and a chill ran from the soles of his feet to his head.

He looked up and noticed below, and the face that had been smiling suddenly froze.

"Oh no, move to the left!"

He shouted, and his eyes were horrified to see dozens of tentacles sticking out from below, you must know that usually there are only about ten tentacles in a whirlpool, but today there are so many.

He flicked down, using a spell to knock back the two tentacles, and the other mages shouted when they noticed the tentacles below.

"It's not good, there's danger down there, leave some mages to fight back, and the rest to the left."

"Don't be chaotic and panic, let's hurry up and retreat to the left, once we reach another whirlpool, they won't go right away. We'll just have to get there at this time, and we'll have no problems, you understand? ”

The four mages spoke loudly, steadying themselves with the help of their companions' voices. Everyone knew that they were panicking, after all, these tentacles were not pressed by the mages of the same level to give them a full blow, and once they fell inside, there was no way to get out.

Bang!

One of the mages repelled a tentacle, but before he had time to rejoice, four or five grabbed his feet and dragged them down. (To be continued......)