Chapter Thirty-Eight: Winterfell

With the help of spells, the carriage ran fast.

No matter how good the horses in the world are, they can't pull the carriage and run for ten days in a row, but these horses are full of energy and don't show any fatigue.

Seeing a cloud of gray smoke in the distance, Ke Mingde smelled the slightest wisp of incineration.

"This is Bodie Town?"

Ke Mingde muttered to himself, what he saw in front of him made him creepy.

The entire town was burned to the ground, leaving only a wreckage, and all the inhabitants were driven out into the square outside the town, where they were all dead.

Some put their fingers into their eye sockets, their eyeballs drooping out of their sockets, some were naked and froze to death, and some swallowed stones full of stones......

Everyone's faces were filled with pain, blood seeped into the dirt, corpses didn't have time to decompose, and the whole town was filled with a cold and terrifying atmosphere.

The beasts were also frightened, and did not dare to approach the town in the slightest.

Appalling!

Ke Mingde thought that he was also a person who had participated in the war and seen the mountains of corpses and blood, and he couldn't help but feel disgusted and cruel at this moment.

"These brutes! If I meet them, I'll cut them with a thousand knives and scatter my bones!"

"Cultists of evil gods, demon dye mages, sin cannot be punished!"

Ke Mingde's teeth were chattering, and he was full of anger, such a crime is too numerous to mention, and even the beasts are ten thousand times stronger than them!

The rest of the people were also indignant, enraged by the cruel scene in front of them.

Prince Teresa was so frightened that his face turned pale and he vomited.

Pity him, a twelve-year-old child, who has seen such a cruel scene.

The staff of Mage Dila slammed on the ground, and the dirt surged up, engulfing thousands of corpses in front of him, forming a mound.

"Rest in peace!"

She sighed softly, her gray-blue eyes full of sympathy.

"When you meet a demon dye mage in the future, if you can kill it, you will kill it, and if you can't kill it, you will return it to me. ”

"Remember, the Demon Dye Mage is extremely powerful, even without a staff, you can cast spells, don't do it without all certainty!"

Venerable Dhila admonished his disciples.

Twenty kilometers north of Bodi Town is the Baekdu Mountains, which traverse the east and west, the altitude is extremely high, the trees at the foot of the mountain are verdant, but the top of the mountain is covered by ice and snow, resembling a white-haired old man, so it is named the Baekdu Mountains.

The Bald Heads Mountains were high and steep, and Ke Mingde wondered how to climb them, but Victoria pretended to be mysterious and kept silent.

"Untie the reins and set these horses free!"

Master Dilla commanded, cast a spell on the horses, and the horses neighed, bowed their heads to her, and galloped away.

Leaving only a horse-like horse, with some bird-like feathers growing at the base of its thighs, claws on its hooves, shrunk in flesh, a long mane, and canine teeth in its mouth, it was the mount of Master Dilla.

"What are we going to do with these wagons when we let the horses go?"

Delan had recovered from the tragedy just now, and he couldn't help but be curious, and asked.

I saw Master Dilla take out a delicate bag from the wide white robe, take out a small carriage the size of a peach pit from it, put it on the ground, and chanted a spell.

I saw that the carriage grew larger, and finally became the size of a four-wheeled carriage.

The beast chirped and happily crept to the wagon, waiting for its master to put a rope on it.

"This is the teacher's flying carriage, which is engraved with spells such as 'flying technique', 'shrinking technique', 'constant temperature enchantment', 'air freshening', etc., worth six hundred low-level magic cores, relying on sixteen medium-level magic cores to provide magic power, this horse is a descendant of Pegasus, although it is not like Pegasus that can fly freely, but after releasing it from flight, it is the best animal power of the flying carriage. ”

Victoria explained to KomΓΌnd that the Magic Core was a hard currency between mages and served as currency.

The Core is the source of the magic that a mage casts outside of the wizarding world, like the one embedded in the staff of Kommad.

The magic core can automatically restore the magic power after being processed by the mage, and it can be used repeatedly, but there is also a limit, usually a low-level magic core embedded in the staff can be used for ten days, and an intermediate magic core can be used for half a year.

No mage can do without a magic core, and as such, the core is a consumable item and a currency among mages.

There were two rows of seats in the carriage, and in the middle was a small table, and everyone took their seats, and the carriage took off.

"Wow! it's really flying!" Delan opened the window and looked at the shrinking landscape on the ground, excited and unexplained.

Master Dhila opened the small wooden cabinet under the table and took out the plates and wine glasses.

"I've prepared some food and wine, and when we're done, we'll be in Neverwinter!"

As she spoke, she pointed at the staff in her hand, and pieces of bread appeared out of thin air on the plate, coated with cream and jam, and a pale blue liquid gushed out of the cup.

"On the left is salty bread, on the right is sweet bread, and there is aquamarine, you can enjoy it. ”

The wind was cold outside the carriage, but inside the carriage was laughter and laughter, warm as spring.

"Why didn't we ride the flying carriage in the first place?"

Derain asked.

"The magic of the carriage is only enough to fly from the Bald Heads Mountains to Neverwinter, and it's too tiring to drive the flying carriage. ”

Ke Mingde understands that driving a flying carriage is like driving a car, the magic in the core is gasoline, and Master Dilla is the driver.

On the way to drive a car, the driver needs to pay attention, observe the road conditions, choose a route, avoid pedestrians, drive a car, driving a flying carriage is more exhausting, and you need to constantly consume mental energy to maintain flying spells and other spells, even if Mage Dilla is a white-robed mage, he will be tired from controlling multiple magic arrays for a long time.

The craft of the Flying Carriage is obviously very backward, and it needs someone to cast spells on it all the time to work.

Half an hour later, the carriage slowly landed on the ground, and Winterfell was not far ahead.

Walking out of the carriage, Ke Mingde was excited, shivering with cold, the temperature outside was about minus ten degrees, and he was still wearing a summer single coat.

Master Dilla casually unleashed a "thermostatic barrier" on him and Deran's bodies, relieving the cold.

The black mage robes on Murphy and Victoria's bodies are engraved with a magic circle that regulates the temperature, and they are not afraid of the cold at all.

Ke Mingde looked around, it was a plain, the ground was covered with a layer of snow, not past the condyles, and to the west was a large lake, with a thick layer of ice, reflecting the sun's rays, very dazzling.

To the east stands a huge city, the city wall is more than 70 meters high, and the length is not visible at a glance.

The city wall is black, solemn, and a sense of vicissitudes arises spontaneously.

"Flying is forbidden for a thousand meters around Neverwinter, and the rest of the road has to be walked!"

Mage Dilla made the flying carriage smaller, pocketed it, mounted the Pegasus Descendants, and led them towards Neverwinter.

"Neverwinter, once a floating city a thousand years ago, representing the brilliance of magic, has now fallen to the earth, and it is still the domain of mages!"

Victoria tells the story of Neverwinter.

"Look at its walls, every brick and stone is inscribed with magical runes, which makes it indestructible and immortal for thousands of years. ”

When you enter through the gate, the temperature rises immediately, and the road is lined with broad-leaved trees and flowers, and the canal is filled with various swimming fish.

"Neverwinter City is located in the northern snowfield, no matter how cold the outside world is, the city is always as warm as spring, and the cold winter is here, this is the origin of the name of Neverwinter City!"