Chapter 1: The Destruction of the Nation

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Ice Continent, Ice City.

The city is full of remnants and broken walls, and on the most prosperous Bingxin Street in the city, all kinds of lanterns and ice sculptures are lost to the ground. The originally peaceful street seemed to have been trampled on by a merciless big foot, and the people ran separately, and there were unpeaceful shouts and cries everywhere.

Every lane in the city has soldiers in battle. It is clear that the soldiers with the uniform armor are fighting and retreating, and they are already invincible. And those samurai who wore all kinds of light armor had a huge advantage. The samurai slaughtered the remnants of the soldiers on the way to the inner city, and the ground was stained red with blood. At this time, the sky was filled with holy and immaculate snowflakes.

The inner city was even more dilapidated at this time, with a group of mages in snow-white mage robes facing off against the opposing army in different costumes behind a shield wall of samurai. However, no amount of resistance is in vain, and defeat is only a matter of time. The real top powerhouse has already crossed this last line of defense and entered the palace representing the imperial power. But these guards did not flee without permission, perhaps, the real death is their destiny and faith.

In the palace hall, there are 18 white jade pillars of more than 10 meters, but the stone pillars are messily inserted with broken spears and arrows, and the crooked corpses lying horizontally and the blood soaked in the ground render the original majestic hall like a purgatory on earth.

High on the throne of Xuanbing sat a man wearing an ice crown and a white robe, and in the center of the crown was a fist-sized hexagonal blue gem. Looking closely, there seems to be a trace of cold air seeping out of it, which is indescribably weird. On either side of the throne, only four lovely elves were left to flutter their thin cicada-like wings, suspended in the air.

These four elves, each with three pairs of wings, pointed ears, and handsome faces grow on their backs. Holding the tiny staff in his hand, the staff is inlaid with yellow, green, blue, and blue gemstones.

"Bingling, stop pretending to be majestic, your death is here, and your Ice God Empire should also end. Obediently restrain your hands and arrest it, I may be able to leave you with a whole corpse, hahaha!" A samurai in the hall wrapped in silver-white armor pointed at the man on the throne with the long sword in his hand, laughing wildly.

There were three other people behind the samurai's side, all of whom were of the same style of mage robes, only in different colors, presumably in line with the elemental attributes they specialized in. Behind the four of them, there were rows of warriors and mages standing neatly, each on guard.

"Humans, my race has allowed you to multiply with a good heart, but I didn't expect you to be so greedy. Rights, is it really so important, let you not hesitate to break the oath of your ancestors, but also take this ethereal thing! You will pay a terrible price for today's stupidity!" said the man on the throne who was called Bingling's voice in a low voice.

"Haha, humans, yes, yes, I forgot that you Ice Clan are just mutated mongrels, hahaha! Don't bluff, no one will come to save you, just present your head," the sword-wielding samurai laughed arrogantly.

"You...... , I'm going to let you ignorant humans die for my Ice God Empire!" Bingling scolded angrily. Then he slammed the armrest of the throne and soared into the air. I saw the tiny ice-colored scales around his neck superimposed, and the crown above his head spun up, slowly flying away from the top of his head. Bingling kept chanting incantations in his mouth, as if he were listening to beautiful music. The four elves beside him also began to chant difficult incantations.

"Don't panic. I'd rather see what tricks he can play as a ninth-order mage. Besides, aren't there still three Holy Hidden Mages here? Could it be that the three of them will still be afraid of him?" the silver-armored warrior waved his hand to stop the movements of the three mages beside him, turned around, and chuckled at the three of them with a playful expression.

The three mages looked at each other and nodded to each other. But to be on the safe side, the three of them chanted a spell and held up three protective shields of different colors to protect the four of them and their subordinates behind them.

Bingling's spell continued, and seeing the other party's arrogance, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a contemptuous smile, and the spell in his mouth sped up a little. The crown hanging above his head spun much faster, the air gradually cooled, and snowflakes the size of goose feathers began to fall in the air.

"It's not good, stop him!" said the Holy Hidden Mage in a fiery red robe. However, it was too late.

"Forbidden, Thousands of Miles of Ice" Bingling sealed his hands and shouted angrily. The crown overhead spun at a rapid pace, shooting like an arrow from a string, shooting towards the highest point in the middle of the main hall.

At this time, an ice sculpture demon beast appeared at the highest point of the main hall at some point. This demon beast, with horns at the tip of its head, eyes like copper bells, wings on its back, and four hooves of wind, as if it had come to life, was suspended there. The gaping jaws contrasted with the snow-white hair, and only the tufts of jet-black hairs at the end of the tail were so dazzling.

The crown shot into the blood basin of the demon beast at great speed, the temperature in the hall dropped rapidly, and the snowflakes falling in the air also became dense, and a chill hit, which made the strong warriors shiver.

The subordinates in the hall were neatly arrayed as if they were frightened, and watched as the crown flew into the mouth of the demon beast that was enough to fake it. Only the silver-armored warrior reacted the fastest, and after he heard the reminder of the fire-red robed Holy Hidden Mage, his body turned, and the golden battle qi came out of his body, protecting his whole body. With both hands clenched at the hilt of the sword, a standard forward stab flew towards the ice cube above the steps.

At this moment, Bingling looked at everything in front of him with a smile, his body fell weakly from mid-air, and fell softly on the throne behind him, and there was a look of exhaustion in his eyes, and he slowly closed his eyes, not knowing whether it was life or death.

Just as the warrior flew more than a meter in front of Bingling, the sword spilled out of the sword that could touch the hem of Bingling's robe sitting crookedly on the throne, and the four weak elves also ended their spells. I could only hear the four of them make a voice in unison: "Deed!" The ice cube and the four elves in front of the samurai disappeared in a flash, disappearing in place as if they had never appeared.

The samurai stood in front of the throne angrily, and with a swing of his sword, he slashed a decorated bronze statue in two.

The shouts of terror from behind him made the samurai on the steps slowly turn his head, but what he saw completely stunned him. I saw that snowflakes the size of goose feathers had floated into the protective magic shield released by the three Holy Hidden Mages as if they were nothing. The people inside the Dharma Mask felt a breath of extreme cold spreading rapidly from the soles of their feet, soaring upward, and with a breath of effort, everyone was frozen from head to toe, just like a lifelike ice sculpture carved in the city.

The samurai's eyes and mouth were wide open in fear, along with the sword that had not yet been withdrawn, were frozen. When he was dying, he was still full of doubts and unwillingness.

As everyone knows, in the entire ice city now, goose feathers and heavy snow are falling all over the sky, and a cold air spreads from the palace. In the blink of an eye, the entire ice city turned into a world of ice sculptures. The cold air spread out of the city wall nearly 100 meters away, and the mist caused by the cold shrouded the entire ice city, and from the outside, it was no longer possible to see the true face of the ice city!

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