Far North continent, borely tundra.

Wang Mo walked out of the teleportation array and came to the Arctic wasteland where the cold wind was howling, the gray and dim sky was full of dark clouds, and the biting cold wind swept by, and there was not a single player around, which seemed extremely desolate.

The battle between Flying Feather and the Sunseeker Alliance has affected many players, whether it is the players of the two camps who are involved in it, or the members of the two sides themselves, it is an extremely large number, which directly causes even the Far North Continent to become a little inaccessible.

Wang Mo found a place where there was no one, and then summoned his pure-blooded fire eagle mount and flew to the depths of the north wind tundra, and at the same time, his private chat also rang out.

"What are your coordinates?" A dull voice came from the private chat.

"I've found you, you're waiting for me there, I'll be there soon." Wang Mo said.

The pure-blooded fire eagle turned into a dazzling red aurora, whistling across the sky of the Extreme North Continent, and after about ten minutes of flight, Wang Mo saw the destination, and controlled the fire eagle to flap its wings and landed steadily on the ground.

This is close to one of the borders of the north wind tundra, an area full of cold ice mist, the thick white mist envelops everything in sight, making the visibility very low, Wang Mo disbanded his mount, then took out his staff, and walked forward.

Turned on the arcane vision, Wang Mo's vision here was not reduced much, he walked all the way, and soon, a figure came into view, and when he heard the movement behind him, he also turned his head to look.

This person was distracted, he was still the same as the last time he saw him, covering his whole body with heavy rock-gray plate armor, a hideous giant beast helmet, and a heavy tower shield on his back that was almost bigger than himself, and when he saw Wang Mo coming, he nodded to him.

"How are you doing?" Wang Mo approached without distractions, and the two continued to walk forward together.

In the land of ashes, Wang Mo has no distractions. He should have helped Feiyu complete the whole war, not just the battle in the Ashes, and not only did he leave early, but he never appeared in the subsequent battles.

Because Wang Mo entrusted him with one thing, let him do it alone.

"I've found a specific location, but I don't have the ability to get any closer." said without distraction.

"Take me there, I'll take a look."

Without distractions, he wandered back and forth with Wang Mo in the thick cold fog, and he looked at the system coordinates all the way. Wang Mo followed without distraction, and the two walked forward for about ten minutes, and a huge iceberg appeared in front of them, lying on the edge of the north wind tundra.

Wang Mo walked out of the cold mist, raised his head and looked at the stretching glacier, and without distraction, he approached the iceberg, and then walked towards the northwest with the iceberg, Wang Mo also stepped up to follow, and at the same time opened his spell slot. Begin Spell Detection.

"It's a naturally occurring glacier around here, but one of the icebergs is very abnormal." He said as he walked without distraction, and then hesitated. I don't seem to know what to say.

He usually has very few words, and it is difficult for him to explain to Wang Mo at this time.

"It's like a spell condensation, right?" Wang Mo answered.

"How do you know that you have been here?" looked at Wang Mo in surprise.

Wang Mo didn't answer, but turned his head to look at the snow-white iceberg next to him.

Of course, Wang Mo has never been here. Otherwise, he wouldn't have let him come here to search without distraction first, but Wang Mo knew some of the strangeness of this place, and he also knew the way. There's something buried here.

All this, of course, comes from the memories of previous lives.

In the third year of the operation of the legend of Carlando in the previous life, the Far North Continent has become an eliminated map, and many players are going to the new and higher-level maps to explore and level up, and only some ordinary players who have been left far away by the first group are still working hard in the Far North Continent.

And at that time, a player appeared, who did not become a god-level master later, but for a short period of time, it was a sensation in the world and made anyone remember his name.

This man is known as the Great Faith War, the Prisoner.

Before the prisoner became famous, he was an ordinary warrior player, and because the level and equipment could not keep up with the mainstream players, his skills were also very average, whether it was PVP or PVE, he could only be regarded as an extremely mediocre person, and some of his friends also ridiculed him for fighting for the great faith.

Meaning, a warrior who was so weak that he could only rely on his faith to fight, later accepted this nickname himself as a kind of self-deprecation.

At that time, no one expected that the Great Faith War, which was born under this joke, would become a classic word in this game that many people will remember.

There are many god-level masters in this world, and when they get legendary equipment or are promoted to epic levels, there will be system announcements, but none of them are particularly memorable, the prisoner has always been a very ordinary ordinary player, but it has impressed many people.

Because he discovered a secret that benefited many later god-level masters a lot.

Now this secret is hidden in this glacier, the Extreme North Continent in the previous life lasted for more than a year as the mainstream map, and no player discovered it, and it was only discovered by a low-level player in the third year, and now, the whole game may only be known by Wang Mo himself, and even if he has no distractions, he doesn't know it.

Without distraction, he took Wang Mo all the way, and soon came to the iceberg he said, which was a small iceberg, seemingly ordinary, covered with snow, and he deliberately made a triangular mark on it, so he recognized it at a glance.

Wang Mo followed his heart to the bottom of the iceberg and began to use spell detection again.

"System Prompt: You found a spell wave."

"System Prompt: You have found signs of an ice spell."

"This is it, yes." Wang Mo nodded and looked at the huge iceberg in front of him, "Can't you get it open?" ”

"My attack power is average." said sullenly without distraction.

No distractions can be called the first defense battle, but the attack power is really a bit heartbreaking, so in his previous life, he often suffered losses in the confrontation with the five thieves, especially the shadow and the elegy of the soul, which is the most helpless, and no one on both sides can help anyone.

"Then you get out of the way." Wang Mo waved his hand to signal that he had no distractions and stepped back, and raised the Etiyesh in his hand. The Guardian's Staff of Legend, palm gently caressing the tip of the staff. A rich deep blue glow shimmered.

Without distraction, he hurriedly retreated, Wang Mo also took a few steps back, the staff was aimed at the huge iceberg in front of him, the dark blue light on the tip of the staff became more and more intense and dazzling, Wang Mo lowered his head and slowly condensed the magic, both hands held the staff tightly, and he was still muttering incantations in his mouth.

Retreating into the distance, he couldn't help but show a little surprise in his eyes, he himself had suffered Wang Mo's spell attack, and he clearly knew how terrifying Wang Mo's spell was, and that time. It wasn't Wang Mo who released it with all his might, and now Wang Mo's approach was obviously maximizing the efficiency of the spell.

With several times the mana invested and an extremely long chanting time, the strength of the spell is increased to the limit.

It's just an iceberg, if it's an ember, a fireball can be shattered, Wang Mo is a little unusually serious.

"Step back a bit." Wang Mo turned his head and said without distraction.

On the tip of Wang Mo's staff, a little brilliant dark blue luster had already appeared, and near the end of the staff of legend, the space had been extremely distorted. A little dark blue spark continued to burst out, and he hesitated for a moment, but he still retreated.

Even his attack power needs to be dodged, how fierce this attack must be.

Wang Mo also broke out in cold sweat on his forehead. If it weren't for the mana recovery of the magic hub, with his current weak state, it would be really reluctant to use such an attack.

Magic in the first line!

Accompanied by a violent tremor of the Staff of Legends. A small and delicate ball of dark blue light rushed forward with an incomparably dazzling light, and Wang Mo immediately stretched out his fingertips. He used a spell skill that he hadn't used for a long time.

The ball of light erupted into a roar, suddenly turning into a sharp ray of light, swishing through the void, almost without seeing what was happening, all the sounds around it seemed to disappear, the blue light flashed, and the extremely dazzling light hit the iceberg in the blink of an eye!

He had even raised his shield to resist the imminent tide of spells, but he squatted on the ground with the tower shield on his head for a long time, and he didn't find any attacks, not even the loud noises and vibrations he imagined, which made him stunned.

He put down the tower shield and saw Wang Mo panting slightly, as well as his ugly face.

He looked at the iceberg in front of him again, and his eyes widened instantly.

The snow-white iceberg didn't seem to have withstood the attack at all, on its surface, there was not even a trace left, not even the snow on it had fallen, as if Wang Mo's attack just now had disappeared out of thin air.

"What's going on?" Standing up without distraction, he asked suspiciously.

Wang Mo still didn't answer, he was already deep in thought.

He only knew that the prisoner of Lu Dao had chiseled this iceberg, but he didn't know how he did it, originally Wang Mo thought that he could directly chisel it with the dissociation technique of the first line of spells just like he had done in Landnaru's lair, but he was wrong, this iceberg was stronger than he imagined.

"This iceberg is not naturally formed, and it is not even condensed by ordinary ice spells." Wang Mo let out a breath and said in a deep voice, "It was made by a very famous demigod-level ice mage in history, so I can't open it." ”

When this iceberg was discovered in the previous life, it had been broken by prisoners, but the scattered fragments did not melt, which aroused the curiosity of many players, and later many people simply studied it to find out its origin.

It was left behind by a demigod-level ice mage from the Tower of Dawn countless years ago, using a very advanced ice magic, the iceberg itself can absorb energy, vibration and all other impacts, not only will not shatter, but can strengthen itself and become stronger and stronger.

If nothing else, what is hidden in this iceberg will never be discovered.

Even if Wang Mo started digging three feet into the ground now and hollowing out the bottom of the glacier, he would only face a boulder-like block of ice, and there was no way to chisel into the center, and he wouldn't be able to see what was inside.

"You can't even open it, doesn't that mean we're here for nothing." said without distraction.

Even if Wang Mo is in a weak state, he is definitely stronger than the vast majority of players in this world, especially after advancing to the epic level and obtaining five or even six legends, his strength has also surpassed Xiluo in an all-round way, and even Wang Mo can't open it, and indeed there is nothing others can do.

"Maybe it's just the wrong way." Wang Mo shook his head.

He didn't know what to do, but he knew in his heart that the player who smashed this iceberg in his previous life, that is, the prisoner of the Great Faith War, was an ordinary player who was useless before this, and he might not even be able to shake the ordinary iceberg, but he shattered the ice magic cast by a demigod-level mage, there must be a way in this.

Wang Mo turned on the communication system and found the slender feathers, the unrestrained little love fans, the words of the gods, heaven to the left and hell to the right, and then sent them a group message.

"If any of you have any spare time, help me run to the library of the Eternal Fortress, I want to check all the information about Archmage Alfred, especially the biography, you can record it and pass it to me."

"I'll go, it just so happens that I've already transferred the command of the guild to the love fan." The word of the gods said.

The Word of the Gods was in the commercial city of Garqat at this time, and after the trouble of Lemon Candy, it had to start post-disaster reconstruction, and after receiving the news, the Word of the Gods walked out of the hotel and walked towards the teleportation array.

The Word of the Gods didn't notice, and soon after he left the inn, a figure in a gray cloak also came out of the way, glanced at the distant figure of the Gods, and quietly followed.

The words of the gods used the teleportation array to come to the Eternal Fortress, and then came to the large library officially opened to the public of the Tower of Dawn, which was full of people, and there were many players from the two camps who came here to check the information, and it is said that the information and secrets in this library are more comprehensive than those players on the forum.

The words of the gods came directly to the area of documentary and legendary books, looking for biographies, and finally found the archmage Alfred mentioned by Wang Mo in the mage classification.

Cold and War - A Biography of Alfred, a Minor Deity

"This guy is a demigod? What do you do with his biography. The words of the gods asked while copying the contents of the book and sending it to Wang Mo.

He really couldn't hide his curiosity, at this time the war was still in full swing, Wang Mo was too idle to do anything, and he could also go to the front line to help, which must be much better than killing and grieving, but Wang Mo asked him to help find an NPC mage's life biography.

"Remember when I told you to create a group of epic masters?" Wang Mo smiled slightly and said casually.

"Yes, we have all found the location of the laws you asked us to collect, but even if they add up, they can only make the four or five people who are fighting swords devouring souls, graceful as autumn water, and tiger roaring advanced to epics." The words of the gods said speechlessly.

Originally, Wang Mo had a plan to create more epic masters to form an absolute suppression of the Sun Chaser Alliance, which required a large number of laws as a condition, Wang Mo relied on the memory of his previous life, at least he could know the location of dozens of laws of the Dao, but some of them were really beyond the reach of the current player's strength.

So they found a total of four or five, which was not even enough for the super masters in the guild to distribute.

"We don't need to look for it." Wang Mo said mysteriously.

"We can make laws." (To be continued......)