Knock~knock~knock~

From the temple came the sound of the clock of the hour, melodious and long. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Follow the red carpet up the stairs of the high platform and turn across a straight and wide stone bridge, and the magnificent shrines are in sight.

The Gothic buildings, painted with a thick cream-white paint, are sharp and abrupt to break through the clouds.

Intricately carved minarets cascade on top of each other, and the majestic palace corridor stretches to the far end, with dazzling enamel painted window lattices and vivid marble reliefs, white stucco walls and silver-stucco roof tiles, continuous arches and cloisters, which make the heart flutter.

"Wow! This is the long-rumored Cutting Edge Temple......" Yan Huo's eyes lit up and he exclaimed in heartfelt amazement.

"The Temple of the Cutting Blade, said to have been built by the God of Winter a long time ago, is an abyssal land on the border of the Ishor district, covered with a thick layer of snow all year round, and even the hot sun of midsummer cannot dissolve it!" Augustine grinned as he grabbed a handful of snowballs and played with them in his palm, recalling the impressive image as he spoke.

"Who is the god of winter?" Chang Tian suddenly remembered that on the night of the trial of order, heavy snow was falling and covering the sky.

"Urel!" Augustin said, nodding.

"Is he a god? Why doesn't anyone mention him......" Changtian heard this name for the first time, but he had a feeling of being thousands of years apart, and some inexplicable sadness.

"He's a strange, loner god, and no one knows what he's thinking...... But alas, he is dead, in the snow-beaten woods of silver-leaved ash......" Augustine said, his eyes as shallow as a ball of mercury filled with a layer of light tears.

"How do you know that......" the proverb asked.

"I fantasize about it, do you believe it?" Augustine smiled, his expression soothing.

"Cut...... A serious nonsense. "The proverb is deflated.

"What's wrong? You've been staring at me, is there something stuck to my face?" Augustine asked, turning to Changtian, who was full of thoughts.

"It's okay! I always feel like I've seen you somewhere......" Changtian said a thoughtless sentence in a distracted manner.

"......" Augustine was indifferent for a while, don't look over.

"We should go to the cave in the backyard of the Temple of Cutting Edge, we will make a bad impression on the generals ......if we are late," Alan urged.

Generals, which refer to the big names at the level of generals, are just a covering noun.

"What's the hurry!

"Princess Dorothy, are you going to change here!?" Yan Huo swallowed, his cheeks slightly red.

"Water wall!" Bai Luo smiled as she stood in front of Dorothy, unfurling a wall of water like origami to form a makeshift house.

The righteous Alan Silver Knight was indignant and threw a punitive punch to the head of the fire, warning him not to show his lust, which was a great disrespect to the princess. So, two hot-blooded boys fought together, you don't obey me, I don't obey you, and they beat each other back and forth for five rounds.

Dorothy changed her previous appearance of fluttering skirts and brocade embroidered jackets, tied up long double ponytails, black boots that stepped above her knees, and paired with a simple and bright black tight leg-length skirt, there was a kind of female warrior who did not lose the domineering style of a princess. She raised her index finger very seriously and said, "Now let's get to know each other's magic and strengths of the individual squad, and then assign the main task." Sixth brother, let's introduce yourself first. ”

Changtian thought about it with some embarrassment, and explained briefly: "I don't know magic...... Because I don't have magic! But I still have a pair of fists that can knock enemies flying. ”

Dorothy obviously didn't know, and pointed at him very violently, "Sixth brother, you're not joking...... Well, there is no magic that is no different from ordinary people...... It's hard to stand out from this trial......"

The empathetic Bai Luo watched Changtian's face change from pale to the gray that slowly lowered her head and was silent, and quickly pulled Dorothy in surprise, interrupting her desire to continue. The atmosphere froze for a while, Bai Luo stretched out his hands and clenched Changtian's tightly clenched cold fist, his eyes bent into a beautiful crescent moon, and said softly: "Who said that without magic, you can't do what you want to do and take the path you want to take......?

"I believe you...... Brother Changtian ......"

"I've been fighting side by side with you for so many years, I don't need to say anything......" Yan Huo took Bai Luo's words with a solemn expression.

"Long day, I ......"

Alan also wanted to say something, but was frightened by the sound of the air shattering.

I saw Changtian, who had a black face with his head down, pulled out the fist that was held by the white snail and punched the air like a vent.

Unexpectedly, he really felt his fist hit an object similar to the surface of the water, and the fleeting subtle touch was indescribable.

Facing the transparent air, it was like a mirror, and a small crack appeared under Changtian's inadvertent punch, except for the smiling white conch, everyone looked at his fist in shock, wondering what was going on? A fist that had nothing could knock the air into a fine crack.

Strange to say, the fine cracks in the air then slowly disappeared~

"What have you done to me?" Chang Tian looked at the hidden princess Bailuo in surprise, and the corners of his mouth trembled slightly.

"If you can crack the air, what kind of effect will it be?" Bai Luo smiled mysteriously, putting his hands behind his back, "The shape of water is my magical ability, and my strength is the ability to use the energy contained in water for healing. I'm also half a healer, and I can do the logistics in this squad. ”

"You haven't answered me yet?"

From Changtian's eager gaze, Bai Luo stared at him for a moment, and spun on tiptoe. In an instant, the ribbon of water swirled upwards like a bubbling spring at her feet, as if it defied gravity, overflowing without resistance, with some incredible power, telling the mystery of magic.

"Got it, big brother Changtian!"

Changtian looked at it for a long time, shook his head in a daze, and couldn't figure out what connection the water had with him breaking the air.

"You still have a haunt in your heart about the fact that you don't have magic, and when you try to accept it and admit it, then you have no resistance. ”

"No resistance?"

"Well, your subconscious mind has been suppressing your true power. ”

"Real power? You mean the power to break the air? Can you try again......

"Brother Changtian, you misunderstood! I didn't do anything, this is the result of your own unconscious reaction. ”

"White snail...... Can you explain that clearly?"

"Brother Changtian, have you ever heard a sentence? Magic can reflect the user's heart, and it can also respond to the user's heart. ”

"But I can't magic......"

Seeing that time was in dire straits, Yan Huo gently punched him in the face, telling him not to continue to break the casserole and ask to the end, there is time in the future, and now it is the second trial, because the hurried Mercury Commander is walking towards them.