As the ice dragon's head killed itself, the howling winds and blizzards around it gradually dissipated, and when Angel was no longer able to maintain the "Frost" ability, it turned into ordinary snowflakes and fell on the headless body of the "King of the North" one by one.

The dragon's head, which had spit out the last trace of ice flames, slammed into the ice with its fleshy spine on it, and its dead blue eyes looked at Grossel in a sluggish state, as if he was the culprit who killed him.

Then, in everyone's eyes, the headless dragon corpse and the head that betrayed it turned into a blue-white streamer, gathering together to outline a curved arch above the ice field.

The light dissipated, and a door appeared on the ice, which seemed to have stood here for a thousand years, heavy and quiet, covered with a thick layer of ice above the arch, and the ice edges even stood in front of the door.

Without any hints, everyone immediately understood that this was the exit from Grossell's Travels.

"Finally...... We did it! ”

The first to speak was Grossell, whose silver armor was gradually disappearing, and the huge wound on his flank was cut by the dragon's claws, he laughed a few times, raised his feet forward, as if trying to touch the door that had been waiting for thousands of years, but fell forward, slamming on the ice with a thud.

"Grossell!"

Realizing that something was wrong, Shatas walked to the giant's side with a fast pace befitting that of an elf, and removed the "Rose Necklace" from his neck, trying to put it on him, but found that the necklace of this size was not even offered to him, and looked anxiously at the ascetic Snowman.

The latter had used too many "notarizations" to cooperate with Angel against the strongest frost power of the "King of the North", and at this time, his emaciated body swayed, and he walked to the giant's side with Mobet's support, looked at the huge wound deep into his internal organs, frowned, and did not speak.

"I'll do it."

Crane put the exhausted Angel down and let her be held by Edwina, while he himself half-knelt beside Grossell.

His top hat flew away during the battle, and the eyes under the gold-rimmed glasses burned at this point, and the spirit threads extending from Grossell's body could be clearly seen, which meant that the giant was not dead, but only seriously injured.

He put his right hand, wearing ordinary gloves, into the huge wound, pressed it to one side, as if dragging a heavy object, and with great difficulty "transferred" the wound to his shoulder, and then to his left arm, leaving a deep scar at the elbow.

The flank, which was originally disemboweled, is intact and presents a healthy gray-blue skin.

The giant's already faint breathing immediately became heavy, like the sound of pulling a bellows that relieved everyone.

"Grossell, can you hear me?"

The black-clad "Punishment Knight" Dragonzel came to the other side and shouted into the giant's ears, which were bigger than the palm of his hand.

The four-meter-tall body trembled.

"I feel so much better......"

This gasping answer relieved everyone, Shatas, who had not yet fully healed from his serious injuries under the repair of the "Rose Necklace", even sat directly on the cold ground, which made Mobet nervous for a while, Anderson shook the ice slag in his hair, silently put the short sword back into the sheath, ascetic Snowman closed his eyes, drew a cross on his chest, and prayed in a low voice, Angel approached the crowd with Edwina's support, and both of them had happy smiles on their faces.

Klein also stood up, looked at the ancient double-door gate, and searched the vicinity, disappointed but not surprised to find that the body and flesh of the "King of the North" Yurisian had disappeared without a trace, as if it had never existed.

Naturally, the so-called extraordinary properties did not leave a single bit.

"It seems that it is a fake creature created by this travelogue unlike us."

He sighed.

This sentence seemed to remind others that this place was still in a false world, and everyone including Grossell, who had just gotten up on his own and stroked his injured left arm, all eyes were on the huge door.

"Let's get out as soon as possible, no one knows how long this door will last, and if we miss it, how many years will we have to wait before there is another 'king of the north'."

Adevina spoke up to everyone, then looked at the cave that was almost buried by snow, and shouted:

"Daniz, come out, the battle is over."

This may cause "Blaze" to lose the last shred of confidence...... Angel regained some strength, got up from Edwina's arms, muttered silently, approached Crane, and found him talking to the elven singer Shatas, and then handed the pen and paper he had with him, who took it and wrote it.

"She promised to give me the recipe for the 'Sea Singer,' and I would exchange it for a relic from the ruins of Gosinham."

Seeing her approaching, Klein took the initiative to speak.

"Singer of the Seas" is the next sequence that Alger the Hanged Man needs, while Gohinam ...... Angel quickly remembers a time in which the Fool almost acknowledged the name of the "Queen of the Scourge" that he had mentioned when he assumed the authority of the "Sea God".

By the way, at that time, Klein was still pretending to be just an ordinary believer, not the "world...... Thinking of this, she glanced at the other party with some resentment, but was seen by Shatas, who handed over the potion formula.

The elf, who had a soft voice but a somewhat irritable personality, chuckled, returned the "rose necklace" in his hand to Angel, and said:

"I don't have anything with him, it's just a deal."

No, you're misleading, and it's easier to misunderstand by saying that...... Angel opened his mouth and was about to explain, Daniz had already walked out of the cave with one foot deep and one foot shallow, looking at the huge door that suddenly appeared, looking at the people who were injured but could not hide the smiles on their faces, and lowered his head in silence.

It seems that not being able to participate in this battle, and not having the opportunity to perform in front of the captain, makes him even less confident in his own strength...... Angel sighed and noticed that the blonde hunter Anderson approached the other with a strange smile, as if ready to say something.

Maybe a few provocative words will cheer him up a little.

Angel no longer looked at that side, but looked at the black-haired, pointy-eared elf Shatas and asked:

"Is the arrow you just used the power of your own path?"

"'Storm Arrows', you say? It wasn't the power of potions, it was a way of using power taught by our king, multiple arrows attacking the same location would increase the subsequent damage, and if three or more archers attacked at the same time, even the 'king of the north' would be difficult to resist. ”

Shatas replied haughtily.

Sure enough, this is the prototype of "Storm Convergence", or rather, "Storm Convergence", and I have no memory or knowledge in my mind that it can be used as an arrow, which means that all I know is a "copy......

Angel's guess was confirmed, and he stopped talking, but looked at the open door in the snowstorm.

At this time, everyone had gathered and came to the door, and the Grossell team did not even bring tents and survival tools, but looked at the door expectantly.

Even the latest to enter the Dragonzel has been in the book for more than 160 years, and they should all be like arrows...... Angel looked at everyone who had become companions in the brief battle, and the corners of her mouth turned upward.

But what about when they go out......

A strange thought popped into her head.

Grossel comes from the Court of the Giants, but Mr. "The Sun" says that it has been destroyed for thousands of years; The elven brethren of Shatas have long since disappeared in time, leaving behind the elven ruins that dot the Sunia Sea; Mobet came from the Solomonic Empire in the Quaternary Period, but the Northern Continent had been replaced by countries such as Rune; Dragonzel is indeed from Rune, from Beckland, but everyone he knows died a hundred years ago......

And most importantly, they themselves......

"Where are you going to go when you're out?"

A whispered exchange interrupted her thoughts.

Ronzel energetically asks Grossell, who is twice his height, and the confusion Angel had when he first met him is no longer restored.

The latter stroked the wound on his arm and replied in a loud voice:

"The Giant Court."

"I guess so," said Ronzel, dusting the snowflakes off his shoulder armor, "I'm going back to Beckland, back to my home in the Northwest Side......"

His voice grew lower and lower, and the last word was barely audible, but Angel recognized it as "Mommy" by the shape of her mouth.

She turned her head and met Klein's eyes, who were equally sentimental, but didn't speak.

The northwest of Beckland had been rezoned a hundred years ago and ceased to exist, and, not to mention Ronzel's mother, even if he had left an heir of his own, is no longer alive.

Everyone slowly walked through the field where they had just fought, stepped through the ravines that had been grabbed by the ice dragon, and the traces of flames, frost, and lightning raged everywhere, and came to the huge door.

Grossel put one hand on the ice-covered gate and looked at the others.

Shatath, Mobet, Ronzel, and then the taciturn Snowman each held out a hand and pressed it to the side of the door.

Angel, Klein, and Edwina, who had joined the team for a few days to a few hours, as well as Daniz, who had regained his strength under Anderson's "encouragement", also raised his hand and pressed it on the gate on the other side.

"Let's go."

Grossel said, and everyone worked together to push the door open.

In the next second, the ice and snow in front of Angel's eyes, the gates, and the endless ice fields all became illusory and transparent, and disappeared without a trace, and an oil lamp lit up, followed by a brown-yellow bookcase, a sailing table, and a few chairs with backrests in the light.

She returned to the captain's quarters of the Golden Dream.

Ten people suddenly appeared almost filled the entire room, and the tall Grossel even hit the ceiling directly, he carefully lowered his head and bent over to avoid piercing the wooden ceiling, but with a heartfelt smile on his face.

"We're really out ......"

Mobet stroked the asymmetrical button on his chest with one hand, and reached out to the elf Shatas beside him with the other, who hesitated for a moment and took the other's hand.

"I didn't expect that I was still on the boat after I came out."

Long Zel muttered, slowly reaching out and touching the sailing table beside him, and pressed his finger to a point on the map, which was the Rune Kingdom in the Northern Continent.

The sound of the pages turning made everyone's eyes turn to the desk, where the "Grossell's Travels" was placed without wind and automatic, and quickly turned to the last few pages, and the pages that had been glued together were already full of content, and crossed before everyone's eyes until the end of the story.

"Grossell fulfilled his promise by leading his teammates on the road to slay the 'King of the North' with the help of lost pirates, frost-wielding ladies, mad adventurers, and powerful hunters."

"Triumphant return ......"

Grossel silently uttered the last few words, blinked with an upright one-eye, stretched out his uninjured right hand, and slapped it towards his chest.

Suddenly, he noticed that the gray-blue skin on his arm had turned pale, then dried and wrinkled, and the muscles inside had begun to atrophy.

He looked down in surprise at the other teammates in the room.

The smiles on the faces of Mobet, Shatath, Ronzel, and Snowman also disappeared in an instant, and their eyes shifted from the giant who had become old in an instant, to the other teammates, and finally their own bodies.

In just a few seconds, these powerful extraordinaires who had just challenged the "King of the North" and killed them became old and on the verge of death!

(End of chapter)