The sky and the earth are white, the cold wind blows the snow, and the faces of the pedestrians are painful.

In the long wind and snow, Iren was wearing a black overcoat, a knight's sword hanging from his waist, and a black parrot standing on his shoulder, he looked at the castle in the distance that had revealed its outline, and smiled faintly in his heart, and finally returned.

He had already entered the Campbell Territory, which was closer to the Far North, so he was shrouded in wind and snow all year round, but as he had lived here for seventeen years, he had long been accustomed to the climate here.

He was brought back to the Campbell Collar by the shadow bird on his shoulder, and the reason why he did not enter the castle directly was because the castle of the Okmos family was shrouded in a large number of magic circles, even your could not enter directly, which was the heritage of an extraordinary family and an ancient nobleman.

"Maybe later, you should check the information of these circles, it always feels very potentially valuable......"

Eren muttered to himself as he glanced at the sky.

The sky was also white and a little gloomy, but it seemed nostalgic to him.

Since he was a child, he had a dream of building a city of his own in this sky.

The highest power of a mortal, this is the highest pursuit of the transcendent path he has ever had.

This is something that even his father does not have, and if there is a floating city, then his status will be above the legend, and he will become a demigod level figure in one fell swoop.

Of course, this is to say that the situation of the legendary mage with the floating city, for Zeng Yiren, wealth and the fifth rank are his most pursuits.

"Although my heart is a little bigger and my horizons are a little wider now, it's not so easy to build a floating city......

Iren muttered softly, but something else came to mind.

Floating City......

That's not enough......

If you don't build a giant ship that can swim in the plane sea, or build a fleet, is it still worthy of your identity as a traverser?

Well, there is still a lot of time for him, so don't be in a hurry, take your time little by little.

Ilyen thought to himself, but stopped, he looked at a woman standing in front of him, tilted his head, and asked, "You seem to be waiting for me." ”

This is a strange-looking woman, not that she is not beautiful, but her delicate face, there are some blue and black veins similar to tattoos, which makes her look a little more wild, her skin is a little light wheat, her eyes are slightly cloudy purple, and she wears clothes made of linen, like a country woman.

But although the texture of her skin is slightly rough, the country woman definitely does not have the feeling that she has.

She has a kind of stillness that doesn't belong to a country woman.

"You're not an Ian."

Eren affirmed.

He silently thought in his heart, the enemy......

The wings fluttered twice on his shoulder, and some black light spread down its body to Iren, but soon the black light disappeared again.

After noticing this, Iren's eyes flickered slightly, "It turned out to be an isolated enchantment, and there was such an accurate way to find my location, is it a prophecy spell?" ”

Who is behind the town of Deen? Or is it specifically for him?

For a while, he made a lot of guesses about the identity of the woman in front of him, but he was not nervous, in the face of this raid, even if he died, it was nothing.

In fact, although you can only go back seventy-two hours after death, this time is enough for most situations, and being trapped in Deen Town is too late for the ability to awaken.

Even if he had been killed, he would have easily avoided a similar situation by going back in time.

So Yiren's heart was not urgent at this time, but was very leisurely waiting for the follow-up situation.

"My name is Visri, the young dragon of House Ocmoth, and you're right, I'm not from Aren."

The purple-eyed woman who stood in the wind and snow and had been waiting for a long time said coldly.

The moment she spoke, Eren suddenly felt the space around her distort, and the next moment, the originally white heaven and earth disappeared, replaced by a closed environment.

It seems to be a gray wall made of concrete, and the space is very large, surrounded by a large number of pipes, and there is no light source, but it is not dim.

Iren's eyes froze slightly, and he looked around and made some judgments.

Seeing that the snow on his clothes had disappeared, he said softly thoughtfully: "No wonder you dare to do it not far from my castle, this is a plane projection?" ”

"I'm amazed by your knowledge, young dragon."

The purple-eyed woman said softly, and then she took out two daggers and made a fighting pose.

This accent is somewhat familiar......

Eren thought silently in his heart.

After thinking about it carefully, he realized that the accent of those future people he met in the Star Ring Tower was somewhat similar to that of this purple-eyed woman.

In other words, is it related to the maritime empire of Ferdelonus?

No, it's a little different, although it may be due to thousands of years of evolution, but it feels like something completely different is mixed in, and this kind of appearance does not look like a person from Fertilons.

Iren made a lot of judgments, he drew the long sword at his waist, and also assumed a posture of guard.

He looked at Faithli's purple cloudy eyes, and suddenly thought of something, his left hand silently touched the silver moon wine jug behind his waist, his eyes narrowed slightly, and said, "Demon blood? It's really strange, who are you? ”

"I found out, it's really keen, and it's worthy of someone who can crack the arrangement there."

Faithli's voice was cold, and her every move was old-fashioned, and although she was holding a dagger, Eren felt that she was facing a female knight from an ancient family.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Raising his sword to take the ferocious attack of Faithli, who rushed over, Eren waved the long sword in his hand again and again.

The two of them attacked each other like a raging storm, and in the face of the twin daggers that rained down, Iren's long sword pierced its weak point like a cold poisonous snake.

This caused Faith to feel a strong sense of incongruity.

The battle between the two became more and more intense.

Ilyen rolled over, dodging the dagger that came from the side, but when he got up, he was on guard with his sword in his hand, and he noticed a pain in his cheek, and he wiped his face to find a smear of blood on his hand.

He hadn't completely dodged Phasley's attack just now, and although he dodged the dagger on the left, the dagger on the right still hurt him.

Eren felt a sudden feeling of dizziness coming.

This is...... Poison?

A sigh escaped from Ilyen's heart, I'm afraid it won't work this time.