Vega looked at the beautiful picture in front of her and sighed with some emotion.

"I'm starting to expect something here."

In the next second, the lava giant behind Victor grabbed the group of barbarians with temple qualifications in the basket and threw them together on the ground in front of him.

A white formation formed on the ground, and a few strands of white feathers flew out of it, burrowing into the bodies of those barbarians.

Under magic, they are forcibly awakened. Slowly opened his eyes and looked at the strange scene around him.

Although they were tossed and choked enough, the barbarians did not die.

When they awoke, they saw the terrifying figure in front of them again, and their mouths were grunting and tearing their throats. They are lined up, and even though their limbs are broken, their bodies are repeating the act of begging for mercy.

The head smashed the ice field under him into large craters, and even blood flowed out of his forehead.

Victor didn't speak, after all, he couldn't communicate with these barbarians.

The lava giant hand behind him took the form of a finger, and he pointed behind the barbarians.

They understood what Victor meant, and turned their heads with difficulty, looking behind them.

As if summoned in some way, they suddenly froze in place.

Suddenly, the waves of the turbulent sea seemed to be reversed.

Like an earthquake, there was a violent tremor on the ice field.

The earth shook as if it were about to shatter.

Between the shattering of the ice sheet, a building gradually floated above the surface of the sea and slowly emerged in the icy ocean.

It was like a temple, with a huge posture, like a miracle.

Eventually, it gradually revealed its full face, as if the sky was completely obscured.

It was a shrine.

It is wrapped in cloud white, and there is an ethereal feeling, which is extremely wonderful.

In the next second, the wind instantly condensed and blew violently on the edge of the cliff, and the ice crystals and snow on the snowfield instantly rolled up a hundred meters.

The ocean was suddenly overturned, and it surged towards the temple.

As if they had seen a miracle, the barbarians clubbed their heads on the ground and never dared to raise their heads again.

Victor stared indifferently at the miracle that appeared out of thin air in front of him.

Temple of the Winds.

Located in the northernmost part of the Far North, on the Arctic Ice Sheet, where the storm is at its strongest.

There are continuous snowstorms and strong hurricanes here, which create a strong wind element here.

However, a temple of wind, the embodiment of the divine power that gives the qualifier is immune to fire attribute damage.

Similarly, the Earth Temple grants the eligibility a manifestation of the Wood Immunity.

The wind fuels the fire, and the earth grows.

The temple seemed to sense the presence of those who were qualified, and slowly opened the door to greet them.

A strong storm swept in in an instant, and even the ice field under his feet was blown out of an extremely terrifying crack.

But the qualifiers are no longer able to move their bodies.

Victor walked slowly towards the temple, and soon he was standing in the doorway.

A thick hurricane instantly wrapped around Victor, stopping his progress.

Victor only glanced indifferently at the door, and his trench coat flashed suddenly.

The lines on the trench coat gradually brightened, and behind the two strands of color, it seemed that two different giant beasts gradually appeared, pouring out energy to completely envelop the temple.

A powerful aura erupted from Victor's body, and a rich natural energy overflowed through his body, and the rough hurricane was completely unable to blow it away.

The force of repulsion was abruptly interrupted, and there was no response.

"Fault."

Victor knew that the power of the temple was no longer holding him back.

Calamity is a higher power than the Inheritance Temple, because the Inheritance Temple's ability inheritance is divided from Calamity.

Victor knows this, so he ......

When calamity comes, you won't let you in, just like when your father comes to your door and you don't open the door.

Victor stepped into the temple, and the storm in the outside world gradually subsided.

Only those qualified people shivered in the storm, and in endless fear and doubt, they felt their last lives gradually dissipate in the cold and loneliness.

……

"All the Pale Magi! Assemble the collection! ”

"Within five minutes, all four thousand three hundred and eighty-two people will gather in the snowfield!"

The magicians spread the message, and all the magicians on the snowfield took action, and the chaotic footsteps lifted the thick snow on the snowfield several meters high.

The sound of rumbling footsteps suddenly resounded throughout the empty snowfield.

The animals hiding under the snow also rushed towards the depths of the snow field because of this huge tremor.

The rugged men took off their animal skins and put on their white battle robes again.

With magic weapons in their hands, they stood in a row in the snowfield, standing solemnly, waiting for the general's instructions.

In less than five minutes, all the magicians and mages were assembled.

Amelia stood beside Vladimir, who also changed into a white and heavy robe, which covered the scar on her lower abdomen.

The previous impatient temperament has long been swept away, and now she looks extremely indifferent.

Vladimir stood on the ice and snow platform of the Demon Wizard Regiment, looking at everyone present, his expression was extremely serious, and his eyes revealed strong expectations.

"Warriors of the Pale Demon Wizard Regiment, a great battle is imminent."

"We've been here for more than 20 years, and today! We're going to put an end to the cruel demons, the barbarian bitches! ”

"The time has come to revolt! We must seize this opportunity to get those bitchers out of the way, farther than the Far North! ”

Thousands of mages and mages were suddenly in high spirits, their fists clenched tighter, their bodies trembling uncontrollably with excitement, and everyone's faces flushed.

But there are still many people who are sensible, and they have some doubts.

Why is there no word, the Wizard Guild is going to fight this war.

"Why is there a war all of a sudden?"

"The knights are going to cooperate with us?"

The Pale Magius itself is a mixed group of mages and mages.

In front of the extremely strong barbarians, the magicians who combine flesh and magic have some ability to resist.

But the mages can't.

If the Knights of the North are present, they can use their equipment to confront their enemies head-on.

The knights fend off the barbarians in front, the mages follow closely behind, and the mages are surrounded by a safe output environment where they can all focus on building magic and inflict terrifying magical attacks on the barbarians.

Can ...... now

The Knights of the North had never intended to be heart-to-heart with their magicians.

Vladimir squinted his eyes and asked back.

"You just say whether you want to fight or not."

When the thousands of members of the Pale Demon Guide Regiment heard this, their bodies immediately became agitated, and they immediately answered subconsciously.

"Fuck! Beat! Must fight! ”

"We don't know how much of the blood of the martyrs has been stained with the hatred of the barbarians, and the hatred spanning twenty years, we can't help it!"

"That's right! We can't help it! ”

As long as the president gives an order, even if they have doubts in their hearts, they must give all their strength to a battle.

After 20 years of friendship and blood and sweat, they did not hesitate.

Vladimir looked at them and laughed!

"Hahahaha! Good! ”

"This time, we just need to go deep into the Far North, fight off those barbarians, and bring back a warrior."

"Of course, the surrounding tribes have been swept away, and we don't have to worry about the puppies blocking our movements."

As soon as this remark came out, it further stimulated the morale of everyone.

Vladimir looked at his excited subordinates with a proud smile on his face.

He looked down at Erica beside him and said:

"Erica."

"Looks like your training is going to be put on hold for a few days."

"However, there is a good saying that actual combat is the best training."

Erica understood what Vladimir meant.

He was asking himself if he wanted to go to war.

If she is afraid of danger here, then she can refuse it completely.

But this is not in line with Erica's original intention.

She always remembered her goal, who she wanted to pursue.

If she didn't even dare to participate in such a war, what else would she use to chase Victor.

And in Erica's mind, there is also a bit of speculation.

The warrior who went deep into the far north and swept away countless barbarians.

Could it be, Professor Victor?

A lot of doubts remained in her mind, so Erica nodded.

Vladimir looked at her reaction and was very satisfied.

"Hahahaha! Good! But you don't have to be too scared. ”

"Even if there is a real fight, it must be us mages at the front, and you mages will just chant a few magic support in the back."

"Amelia."

He muttered casually, and the frosty mage beside him quickly responded.

"Let this little girl follow your mage group, I'm sure she doesn't need your care."

"Hmph, mages aren't as fragile as you say."

She snorted coldly and agreed.

With all this done, Vladimir looked back at the people of the Wizards.

His eyes seemed to be full of strong fighting intent.

"Pale Wizard Society, march all!"

"Target, Far North!"

Suddenly, at the proclamation of Vladimir.

All the magicians shouted higher and higher, and the snow-covered mountain a hundred meters away seemed to be shaking and trembling.

In the midst of the cries, Dick hurried to the front of the group.

"General! There's a knight out there looking for you! ”

"Oh?"

At this juncture, there are still knights coming to him?

Vladimir raised an eyebrow with interest, but before he could say anything.

A female knight in a heavy silver helmet had already walked from the side.

The armor on her body collided with each other and made a tinkling sound.

Erica looked at her, her eyes widening slightly.

But the female knight, as if she had not noticed her at all, just looked at Vladimir and spoke in a flat tone.

"General Lebedev, you want to go to the Far North, right?"

Vladimir was puzzled, and the magicians of the Wizarding Society looked at the arrival of a knight, and their tones were already a little more polite.

"Heh, a knight? Aren't they just shrunken in that huge castle? ”

"Or a knightess? I really didn't expect that you knights in the north would have no men? ”

In the midst of the ridicule of the crowd, the female knight in front of her did not make any displeased expression.

She just looked at Vladimir calmly and said.

"I have a request, I want to follow you to the Far North."

"Roar?"

Vladimir laughed with interest, and he waved his hand, signaling the sorcerers to be quiet.

When the crowd had fallen silent, he looked back at Gwen and asked.

"Why? You've got to give me a reason. ”

"Otherwise, as you can see, my team will not allow a knight to join."

She did not continue to speak, but took out a piece of golden parchment from her waist.

There seemed to be a faint magic on the parchment, as if it was approaching something, and it was constantly shimmering.

The paper was slightly warm in her hands, and even the air around her was distorted a little by its temperature.

Those present were either magicians or mages, and they could all see the remnants of magic left on this parchment.

This must be a magic item made by a powerful mage.

Before Vladimir could ask, the female knight said with a normal face.

"With this piece of parchment, I can pinpoint Victor's location."

Found Victor's location?

Hearing this word, Vladimir immediately became interested.

Obviously, the relationship between the other party and Victor is definitely not ordinary.

So, Vladimir asked.

"Who are you?"

Gwen put away the parchment and took a deep breath.

As if she had made a choice, she finally spoke slowly.

In the tone, there is a bit of undoubtedness.

"I'm Gwen Delin."

"It's Victor Kravenna's fiancée."