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The cold seeped in from all directions, and the small space illuminated by the light curtain was like a rapidly approaching dusk, and the last warmth was disappearing. Aisha's hands were shaking violently, her teeth chattering, and her whole body was trembling. The frost was on the ends of her hair, and her pistol was cold. She couldn't aim anymore, and the flames flew like meteors into the darkness overhead, then silently extinguished.

She's the only one here who can still stay awake. Ivan fainted, and Carlo's body stopped moving, like a frozen sculpture. The flames of Aisha's muzzle were completely unable to bring them a hint of heat. The cold silently robbed them of their vitality, and even Aisha, who was always active, could not escape the invasion of the cold.

"You're done! you're going to be discovered!"

Aisha continued to shoot in a trembling manner, screaming as hard as she could. Although the Origin Magic gathered here will definitely not reach 10,000, there are several thousand, and the magicians in Price City can definitely find it.

"I, I sue you! The Inquisitor is in the city!

Aisha didn't know if her gibberish threats could reach the witch's ears, and she knew that Selin probably hadn't returned to Price City yet. The only magicians in Price City are John, Tris, and Darren. But John couldn't walk on his own, and Tracey and Darren might be on the far north wall, and would they be able to make it?

Suddenly.

The air seemed less cold, as if something separated the icy chill. Aisha was stunned for a moment, wondering if her threat had worked, and her brain was a little dull for a while. At this time, the afterglow of dusk was about to fade, and Aisha saw a figure appear in the afterglow.

"Quick, catch me!"

Caterina Selin, the Inquisitor of the Wizarding Alliance, gave a decisive order. She reached out and wrapped Aisha under her soft, thick ferretskin cloak. Aisha suddenly broke free of her hand and crouched down, trying to pull Ivan up.

The cold air that seeped into his clothes froze Ivan's clothes as hard as rocks, sticking to the snow on the ground, and Selin threw out a small spherical lamp, the central fire attribute magic crystal of the lamp like a burning eye. With the heat emitted by the small lamp, Selin helped Aisha pick up Ivan together, and then dragged Carlo over, and after making sure that everyone was with him, Selin stretched out his cloak and surrounded everyone in it.

Suddenly there was a brightness all around, the darkness and the cold fading together, and Aisha noticed that the winter sky was so calm and ordinary above their heads.

But soon the sky began to be cloudy.

The slippery touch of their feet made Aisha subconsciously lower her head, only to realize that they were inside a crystal ball with a diameter of nearly two meters, stepping on a transparent crystal. The crystal ball was floating in mid-air, more than thirty meters away from where they had just been!

The forest was shaking, and the treetops were undulating like waves on the sea. Crystal ice rose around Angel's grave, and the witch untied her cloak and stood in the whirlwind of ice and snow, her white dress and long aqua blue hair hunting and churning. She was backing away, and someone walked through the forest towards her.

"You've miscalculated, Sloth, you shouldn't have entered human territory alone anyway. ”

With a calm voice and an unrivaled royal might, the young woman, dressed in a white hunting suit, walked slowly towards the terrifying enemy. Her long blonde hair fluttered in the wind, and she stopped ten meters away from Sloth.

Who is that...... Mistress Laxis Flotica, the Holy Magister of Crystals!

The sky was even more gloomy, and dark blue lightning appeared out of thin air, as if it was a crack in the sky, and the powerful sense of oppression made Aisha feel like her heart was about to be crushed. She realized that it was the power of Sloth and Lord Laxis, and she trembled with fear.

"Let's go back. Selin commanded calmly, and the crystal ball floating in the air soared into the air. At this moment, the sky was like a gray glass, and the cracks were dense on the glass, oozing with cold blue light, constantly changing.

Price City's alarm bells rang throughout the city as Serin returned to the command room.

People hurriedly took the necessary food into the cellar, and no one dared to look at the sky. They are not stupid, there is obviously something big wrong here, I'm afraid that another demon clan has attacked. However, Seling told the Thames general, who was defending the city, not to send troops. No one can interfere with this battle, it is the fierce collision of two realms in the forest outside the city, and the overlapping super magic power will make anyone turn into dust in an instant.

White, blue points of healing light floated through the dimly lit barracks, and after Serin had instructed the general, he stayed with Escher, Ivan, and Carlo. She tightened the curtains, lit the magic crystal lamp she carried with her, and used the magic magic weapon "Water Angel Kiss" that had healed John's injuries.

The most seriously injured of the three was Carlo. The scratch on his side wasn't fatal, and while the cold magic that seeped through the wound was painful enough, the extreme cold that came from the Ice Wolf's throat was the one that nearly took his life.

It's a blessing that his hand didn't freeze! Selin held the healing ball in his hand and stared at him wordlessly, his stiff fingers still holding his Thunder Scepter. When the soft light of the "Water Angel's Kiss" made his blood flow slowly, his muscles became soft, and the scepter fell to the ground with a thud, and the golden crystal ball on it had cracked.

Carlo is really speechless.

He knew that he could not defeat the enemy, but he also had to stand in front of his companions, desperately trying to fight for a glimmer of hope for the two children behind him, could it be said that this is the so-called "chivalry"?

Selin breathed a sigh of relief, at least, Carlo was no longer in danger of his life. If the magic guide crystal on the Thunder Scepter is broken, you can also find a magic crystal craftsman to repair it.

What made her feel helpless was another magic magic weapon.

The blue beam that Sloth released for the second time was obviously carrying stronger magic, but it was blocked by the small golden wrist wheel, which was unimaginable. Aisha sat on the beech &#; holding the dull sword of illusion light, Lightgill.

"Go and get some rest. Selin commanded in a low voice.

Aisha lowered her head and stared at the wrist chakra silently. The light seemed to have been lost, and the original brilliant texture became dull, and a crack cut off the wrist chakra, and the place where it was pierced by the beam was covered with cobweb-like cracks—

What should I do?

Lightgill's structure was distinctly different from that of a normal magic artifact, it was the work of a Nome craftsman, and Selin frowned when he removed it from Ivan's wrist. Although Selin was not a magic crystal craftsman, she also knew a little about the craftsmanship of magic magic weapons, she handed over the damaged Lightgill to Ash, sighed softly, and then busied Carlo to heal her.

Ivan's physical condition was obviously in a coma due to his demonic exhaustion, but the frostbite on his right hand gradually recovered. He just needs a break.

However, his most important magic secret weapon is not known if it is still possible to repair it. ――

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