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Magnificent pillars of light connect the heavens and the earth.

The sudden rise of the aurora in the eternal night was so dazzling that everyone couldn't help but turn their heads slightly, and it was difficult to look directly at the figure in the twilight.

The wolves that poured out of the pine forest like a tidal wave were burned in the eyes of the light, and the fierce wolf howl turned into a cry of pain.

In front of the caravan's camp, the momentum of the wolves in the front row came to a standstill, and in an instant, it collided with the latecomers who couldn't stop, and suddenly fell to the ground, and the scene was a mess.

The horn of attack sounded at this moment, and the Heroic Knights drove their horses under their seats and launched a charge from the sky. A white flame burned on the road paved with a curtain of light, and this flame surged up from under the four hooves of the war horse, dyeing the whole horse from the bottom up into a round of scorching sun!

The dragon spear that pierced the sky fell down, pointing at the ragtag wolf pack under the light curtain. Countless tiny particles of light spread out on the tip of the spear, circling and turning into silk satin woven light, stretching behind them longer and longer as the Heroic Knights charged, like a dazzling comet tail.

The comet landed, and hundreds of Heroic Knights rushed out from behind Martina, stepping on frost and snow.

The ignorant mortals ran to the sides, trying to avoid the path of the knights' charge, but how could the heroic spirits of the heavenly realm come into contact with the muddy objects of the mortal world? They had barely taken a step before the knights rushed in front of them like lightning, turning into heroic spirits outlined by the light, piercing straight through their bodies.

"It's ......"

Ian's eyes narrowed. Countless knights flew past him, but he knew they were not phantoms. Because when they rushed out of the camp, the figure of Light Weaving suddenly turned into substance again, like a sharp knife, parting the frost and snow in the sky, and cutting the wolves in front of them to pieces.

"It's spectacular!"

Harris exclaimed.

"I had heard that Martina had the ability to summon Immortal Knights, but I didn't expect to be able to summon so many!"

Although the wolves in front of him were boundless, they seemed to be vulnerable at all in front of these heavenly knights. These heroic spirits roamed and fro in the wolf tide, invincible, and kept out the camp dozens of times more wolves than them, and even if one or two occasionally slipped through, the guards guarding around the camp could easily solve it.

The wolves sensed that something was wrong, let out a "whine" cry, and ordered the wolves to step back and avoid the edge. And seeing the wolves retreating in front of the Heroic Knights, and even being forced back into the pine forest,

There was a cheer from someone in the camp, but Ian frowned, knowing that "Winter's Wolf Plague" couldn't be so simple.

For in the past year, he had asked Harris, what were the miracles, what were the mental images, and what was the difference between them?

At that time, the middle-aged man's answer was: For the capable, miracles are a puzzle, and the heart image is a piece of the puzzle. There is no difference between them in essence, except that the complete pattern will exert a force far greater than the fragments, interfering and distorting the present world to the point of insolvability.

Yes, there is no solution.

Miracles are not just pieces of mental images together, they are woven into a "unsolvable" pattern.

It's like Khan Parkes's "Ouroboros Labyrinth". If it weren't for sheer power, it would be an unimaginable nightmare for anyone to get trapped in it.

All the capable people in the world are racking their brains to think, trying to use the pieces they hold to spell out an incomprehensible pattern. And those strong people who have really reached the height of God step by step, their miracles are actually relatively unsolvable.

Yes, just relatively.

There is no absolute unsolvable proposition in this world, and the so-called unsolvable proposition is just that ordinary people can't find the key to solving the riddle. The pursuit of the strong is to keep approaching the "unsolvable", hiding the key deeper and deeper, so that they can be absolutely invincible. In the world under the clouds, whoever can use his own "no solution" to crack the "no solution" of others is equivalent to standing in a relatively higher position.

This is not only a competition of strength, but also a clash of wisdom.

In fact, in a sense, due to a lack of knowledge, Ian's own "Black Sea", "Lord of the Eternal Night", and even Phil's "Eternal End" are not complete miracles, and all of them have huge flaws. Therefore, Harris hopes that he, a "countryman", can come out and take a good look at the outside world, so that he can see for himself how unworthy of the name of the strongest man is.

Now, he sees ......

In the depths of the pine forest, a wolf howl shook the heavens and the earth. This voice from hell cast a shadow of death over the hearts of all in an instant.

The frost and snow in the sky were tyrannical because of this roar. They fell straight down along the path of the north wind, covering the wolves that were all over the mountains, and draped a thick layer of frost armor on them, turning the wolves into huge frostwolves in an instant!

The cheering in the camp came to an abrupt end.

For they saw that these frost wolves were as tall as the knight's horses, their claws covered with sharp ice blades, and their mouths spewed out the breath of ice chips and death. The frost beasts roared and pounced, crushing the horses' necks with their snow-colored fangs, tearing apart the Heroic Spirit's knights with their frosty claws, just as the knights had done to them before, splitting the Heroic Spirits' line of defense.

Seeing this ferocious frost wolf stepping on the corpses of the knights, everyone in the caravan couldn't help but change their faces, and their hearts couldn't help but give birth to a strong fear, and even the hands holding weapons and shields couldn't help but tremble.

They are indeed elite soldiers, but they are also only mortals, and it is good to be able to hold on to this, how can they really deal with that overwhelming giant wolf?

Ian couldn't help but turn his gaze to the figure in the beam, wondering how the female knight would deal with such a situation. However, what he didn't expect was that the other party had already closed his eyes and looked calm.

Is it so calm?

He raised an eyebrow slightly, and then turned his gaze to the battlefield in front of him. And at this moment, he found that where many Heroic Spirit Knights fell, there was a glimmer of light rising up, turning into tiny pillars of light connecting the sky!

What is that?

Obviously, everyone also discovered such a spectacle, and hope rose in their hearts. Then, they saw that in each pillar of light, the fallen Heroic Spirit Knight floated as if it had lost its weight, ascending towards the sky, and disappearing above the clouds.

Is that all?

Seeing that the beam of light disappeared and there was no more vision in the sky, the flame of hope that had just risen in everyone's hearts was suddenly extinguished, and they fell into a deeper and deeper despair.

And at this moment, behind everyone, a neighing of horses suddenly sounded.

They looked back, and a familiar scene came into view.

That's a myriad of pure white knights. They died in the mortal world and were reborn in the heavenly realm. At this time, they were holding aloft dragon spears, stepping on the path paved by light, and charging from the sky again.

"Heroic spirits are immortal. ”

The female knight opened her eyes at this moment and said calmly and seriously.

"Winter's Wolf Plague - Carlos, I've wanted to fight you for a long time. (To be continued.) Mobile phone users, please browse and read, a better reading experience.