The reward was there, and John was naturally going to go.

He stood on the cliff and stared down, and there seemed to be a flash of silver in the blackness.

"Soul shards?"

He squinted his eyes to make himself see better.

To make sure he was right, John had wings growing from his back.

Heimdall was silent, and John leaped off the cliff.

The wind in his ears is rapid, and his body is rapidly descending.

"How deep is this place?"

He felt like he had descended higher than the Dragonlands.

The soul fragment swayed, flying like an elf.

John followed the shards all the way to the bottom.

At this depth, John looked up and couldn't see the top.

"Over here."

A man's voice rang out, and the fragments of his soul shook.

"Huh? And self-awareness? ”

John's eyes were deep, and he pressed the urge to take his soul away with the Soul Eater Charm, and he stepped forward.

The ground seemed to be a crystal-like material, and as he walked on it, a chilly feeling came from below.

It's like stepping on a frozen subway board, and the chill penetrates through the soles of your feet.

He had no choice but to use Transfiguration again, turning his feet into dragon claws.

The chill was offset, and John stepped forward.

After some distance, he saw an ice sculpture.

"This is ......" John saw the huge white dragon, which had long since lost its life, and its body was frozen and covered with ice.

An unspeakable dead silence came, and John calmed his mind.

Looking up in the direction of the ice sculpture, the walls of the glacier are full of fire dragons.

They remain in their pre-living form.

The chill hit again, and he hurriedly used fire elemental magic to dispel the chill on his body.

"The dragons here are frozen to death."

Thinking of what Heimdall said that the dragon that came in had never gone out, he just thought about it.

Soul fragments led him as he walked past the massive dragon ice sculpture.

A golden orb covered in frost appears.

The middle of the sphere is hollowed out into a room, and in the room, a faint blue light seems to dissipate at any moment.

The soul fragment rests outside the golden room.

John felt weird, and the soul fragment gave him a sense of reassurance and trust.

After a moment's hesitation, he still didn't use the Soul Eater Charm to grab the soul, but looked into the room.

This room is for dragons, so it's very large.

The golden plant-like door was locked and could not be entered, and the faint blue light came out of the crack.

The surging magic was surging on the door, as if it were alive.

Seeing this, John pondered, "It feels like the tree in a unicorn colony." ”

There is also a similar magical tree in the unicorn colony, which is the unicorn horn change land.

There is some resemblance between the two, and this golden structure is not like something that a dragon can create.

John took out his wand, looked at the hooked locks, and tentatively said, "Alajo Cave opens"

The lock moved, but didn't open.

"Isn't the level enough?"

He frowned, he hadn't practiced his lock-picking spell much.

Looking at any of the remaining two points, John tried to spell the lock again: "Thunderbolt Explosion"

An explosion sounded, and a puff of black smoke rose from the door, which was expected to be destroyed but not destroyed.

John sighed, "It seems that you can only use the lockpicking charm." ”

Looking around, a huge red dragon turned into an ice sculpture motionless.

It is the closest dragon to here, and the farthest dragon to walk on the ice tracks.

A cold snap hit, and his feet were covered with a layer of hoarfrost.

John no longer hesitated and upgraded the lockpicking charm.

Unlock spell upgraded from level 5 to level 6.

John uses the lockpicking charm: "Alajo Cave Open"

The door lock trembled, clanging with a constant bang.

Finally stopped, didn't open.

John's brow furrowed, or no?

He stepped forward to take a closer look, and the lock had a delicate gold pattern, and there was a golden Möbius ring in the pin.

"Time."

His face was solemn, what was it that used time to lock?

Pick up the wand, and the golden sand on your wrist converges into a golden wheel, like a clock.

A magic circle of circles and lines landed on the door lock, and John recited the incantation again: "Alaho Cave Open"

At the same time as the lock is opened, the timelock pin collapses.

As John watched, the lock turned into golden particles and vanished.

"No wonder so many dragons are frozen to death outside."

Time is taboo, and with time as a door lock, it simply cannot be opened except for John.

"Taboo is the lock, so what's inside?"

At first, John came here for the mission, and now, as a wizard, he wants to explore the unknown more than reward.

Pushing open the door, the golden room was unusually empty, as if one more thing would ruin the beauty inside.

On a simple table, a square box emits a throbbing glow.

But he didn't expect that there was a person here.

Not a human being to be exact.

It's an ice sculpture.

John's face tightened, and he stepped forward cautiously.

The man had a young face, a beautiful young man.

The wide wizarding robe was different from the current style, and his wizarding robe looked like some kind of totem, and the white feathers made of a shawl, which made John feel very familiar.

"Aixis?!"

Seeing this man, John let out a low cry.

He reacted that something was wrong.

"No, it's not him."

Staring at this face, it was the same as Aixis who was in the Gate of Things, but this was not Aixis.

The ice sculpture does not have the evil feeling of Aixis, but rather gives people a sense of kindness and kindness.

Such a feeling can actually appear in a young person, and it is not contradictory at all.

John looked closely at the ice sculpture, which was holding an oak staff in his hand.

His hands held the staff, facing the box in the middle.

It seems to be resisting, or rather, sealing the box.

"Who the hell is it?"

John even had the urge to smash it and turn the people inside out to take a closer look.

Fortunately, he held back.

Thinking of what Heimdall had said, he wondered, "Could this be the wizard Heimdall was talking about?" ”

No, the wizard should have left.

He taught Heimdall to prophesy that wizards should not be frozen here.

This matter was full of suspicions, which made John's eyebrows ache faintly.

"Ignore it for now."

He looked at the square box, which was surrounded by a vegetal entangle like a gate.

The box was sealed on the table, and John stepped forward.

A deadly cold snap erupts from within and is quickly absorbed by the plants.

"The glaciers here are all made of boxes?" A sense of absurdity and horror came to mind.

A box creates a glacier?

What kind of magical power is this?

Can such magic be restrained?

The system task has not been completed, which means that John has not completed the test.

This final test may well be the box.

John's face darkened, is this a human thing?

If he is really the culprit who created the glacier, how can he pass the test?

Raising his right hand, the silver ring covers the entire arm, and the five magic crystals transmit magic power around the philosopher.

John tentatively reached out and touched the box.

At the moment when the fingers touch,

Mutations are prominent!

Huge waves of mana shoot out of the crate.

The magic is infused into the stone through the limited glove.

With John as the center, a circle of rippled magic spread out.

The ice shattered on contact, as did the dragon's body at the door.

"Not good!"

The spread of the magic continued, gradually covering the entire glacier.

I heard the subtle movement of the glacier breaking.

The passage when it came, at this moment, the dense cracks stretched all the way out.

Zheshi erupted with dazzling blue light, and cracks appeared in the five magic crystals, which was a sign of over-replenishment of mana.

The last time John infused with the power of thirty-six magic crystals, he only created one, and this time he directly turned five into super magic crystals.

The sheer amount of magic is staggering.

"Let me go!" With all the strength of his right hand, he broke free, and a huge wave of magic power blasted him out and hit the wall.

John saw the plant that was tightly wrapped around the box withering rapidly.

The ice-blue aurora slammed towards John, turning the ground into crystals wherever he passed.

The amulets he wore were all shattered at this moment, turning into layers of iron armor spells to form a shield.

The aurora pierces through the Iron Spell in an instant.

It was the strongest attack John had ever faced, and even Voldemort's attack in the Albanian forest was no match for this one.

Without hesitation, John drew his wand and shouted, "Divine Guard!" ”

The albatross formed by the light slammed into the aurora, and the biting cold made John's brain almost freeze.

The upper line lit up, and John sprinted to the side.

Less than a second after leaving, the aurora pierced through the albatross and crashed straight into the golden wall.

The walls quickly crystallized, and John exhaled white breath from his mouth, and the destruction of the Patronus made him suffer a backlash.

He fell to his knees, looking pained.

Looking back, crystallization spread across the room.

The wall was pierced, and the aurora flew outward.

The light that radiated from the crystal was like a rainbow.

"That's," John said in horror with wide eyes, "Rainbow Bridge?!" ”

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Some people died, but not completely......