Located in the northern forest of the barbarians, in addition to the occasional undulating hills, the snow covers the whole world, a vast area, but no matter how beautiful the scenery is, it will also go from habit to exhaustion.

Marsail and the lich watched as Courage went mad with his mallet and threw out puddles of snow. The lich did not understand why courage had lost control, and said to Masayer, "Shall I stun him?" Masayr shook his head and gave Courage a healing spell, in an affirmative tone: "He may not have been to the Far North, he is snow blind." ”

The lich nodded, then shook his head again, "I'd better speed it up with magic, I'm afraid you're all crazy if you go on like this, and I've seen enough of this view." ”

"You lichs are highly skilled in magic, so why don't you just use teleportation and speed it up?" ”

The lich laughed in his more terrible laugh: "Where teleportation magic needs me to be, I can anchor the spatial orientation, or others have given me spatial anchoring, but unfortunately I don't, teleporting in the wrong place, it is possible to be squeezed into a meatloaf by the earth underground, or fall down from the sky and shattered, it is more likely to transmit the wrong space, I don't mind teleporting wrong, I can't die anyway." But with you, hahahahaha. ”······ The group continued their tedious journey until they had accelerated to the southern part of the Far North.

Marsayle and Courage looked in amazement at this characteristic town perched on snowy hills: facing east was a cemetery inscription, south facing a snow igloo, and west facing was a variety of stone towers that had been clearly created by magical powers, and north facing was not visible because the view was obscured. The whole town shows different and weird.

The Lich gracefully opened the evaluation mode: "Who designed this kind of town, it's a disaster, in the south of the empire, even the poorest and smallest town would not be designed so simple and without a match, without a sense of wholeness." It even spoils the grace of the entire snowy scene. Before he could finish speaking, another mallet interrupted him. The Barbarian Courage said that he was tired and needed to enter the town to rest, and Masayr agreed with him. The reunited lich was a little further away from courage and continued to complain.

When they arrived at the entrance of the town, a lich with purple flames came out of the town, and all kinds of magical elements emanated from its surroundings, and the surging magical elements even slightly distorted the space around it. Behind the lich is a spirited, older-looking necromancer who holds a green light pot in his left hand, which braves the laws of death, and a magic wand in his right hand, which he uses as a crutch.

The old mage nodded to the three travelers in courtesy, and waved the lantern pot to interrupt the lich elegance who wanted to speak: "I basically know the purpose of your coming, so we won't talk about this at the entrance of the town, and I will ask you about the details in private later." Now go and rest. The old mage turned to look at the purple lich, "Please take them to the inn to stay." The lich nodded.

The purple lich led the group through a part of the stone building to a large two-story wooden house: "This inn is dedicated to some creatures who have come here to explore the incident, and two of them have already moved in. There are plenty of private rooms in there, and lunch and dinner will be brought to you regularly by the Necromantic Apprentice. Then it floated up to the lich Grace, stared at it for a moment, and said, "You live right here?" Or am I looking for a tower for you that you can use for research? ”。

The lich thought for a moment and responded, "I still need a tower, I came to the Far North to travel through various cities of the empire, and I bought some knowledge books on alchemy, just to study and demonstrate. Then the two lichs rose into the middle of the air, heading west of the town.

PS: To be honest, Carvin is a big problem, especially with a content outline and a clear line. I finally understood that writing an essay is not easy.