Chapter 3265 Inspiration-Ice and Snow

[Ice and snow are a miracle of winter. The sharp winter wind brings not only death, but also the vitality of dormant. Snowflakes bury the secrets of the past. At this moment, the filth dissipates, and you get a gift from Fatumonster.]

[Foreigner, you have gained the inspiration of "Fatummonster Mountain".]

The right hand had already penetrated into the ice blue light source at this moment. As the huge spirit was attracted into the soul, the strong wind seemed to tear open the space at that moment.

The life ring appeared behind Xia De, and even the howling cold wind could not blow the power from the soul. The four-colored spiritual light was blown by the wind and dragged dazzling thin light marks to the rear. The rapidly rotating life ring absorbed the power of ice and snow around it, and finally converted it into a brass-colored spiritual light.

The ashes of [The Heartless Bug] turned into power, and the power of the snow-capped mountains was sensed from the depths of the spring. Until the sublimation of this moment, everything was no surprise:

[Foreigner, you have engraved the brass enlightenment rune - Ice and Snow.]

[Spell: Calling for the Snowball, Chloe's cold breath, frozen rays, sublimation into a magical technique.]

[Foreigners, within the Snow Mountains of Fatumonster, all the magic tricks you cast related to [Ice and Snow] will be enhanced.]

[Foreigner, you touched the Witch Remnant Ring, Ice Witch Chloe. Since you have touched the remnant Ring with the same source, you will not get the right to vote this time.]

Xia De ignored the first Nine Ring Rune he obtained, but was shocked to see his right hand stretching towards the light, holding a familiar arm at this moment.

The short girl with transparent silver hair was not in the light, but on the side of the light source. At this moment, Chloe was smiling and looking up at him. Since [Black Sand Pier] traveling through time and space for a long time, the Ice Witch Emperor said nothing, but wanted to reflect all of Xia De into his eyes in this short moment.

"The Witch's Remnant Chloe, you knew I would definitely be here in the Sixth Age?"

Xia De asked immediately, then let himself all enter the cold light and hug the small witch in his arms.

She nodded slightly.

"So, there is something in this mountain, and you think I will definitely come."

The silver-haired girl who was held in Xia De's arms continued to nod her head lightly, and then printed her cold lips on Xia De's face:

"I have been thinking about you. When you don't know the direction, try to ask for answers from the ice and snow. I'm waiting for you in the wind and snow. Xia De, don't forget me, don't forget me."

The girl in her arms disappeared, and the storm and snow around her completely dissipated at this moment. The huge nine-ring life ring was suspended in the small auditorium, and was forced to move to Miss Reinhardt and Miss Larson by the wall. She looked at Xia De in shock at this moment, maintaining the movement of embracing the air and half-kneeling on the ground.

"Meow?"

Seeing the strong wind disappear, the cat emerged from Xia De's arms again. But after looking around, there was nothing new, he shrank back.

Under Xia De's control, the fate ring gradually disappeared in the steam mist. After calming down for a while, Xia De also stood up and found that the witch was still watching the place where the fate ring disappeared.

"Why is it so big, I mean, what happened just now? You were talking to us while casting spells, and suddenly disappeared, about three seconds later, and then suddenly appeared."

"I saw a ball of light. It was not an illusion just now, I seemed to be going somewhere."

However, Xia De did not use the "strong spatial perception" positioning when he advanced against the wind.

He briefly told the experience just now, Miss Larson didn't understand much, but Claire Reinhardt raised her head in surprise. She looked at the dilapidated auditorium again, looked at the ancient Fatu people's sacrifice scenes depicted on the mural, and finally reached out to catch Xia De's hand:

"Let's go back to see my grandfather after a while. I really can't believe this will happen."

"What's the specific situation?"

The expression on the witch's face was very serious:

"I heard my grandfather and mother talk about what you described many times when I was a child. This is a situation that only occurs when the snow mountain gives grace when the priests of the Fatu people become ‘elders’ through formal processes.

The powerful priests will enter somewhere in the snow-capped mountain that cannot be discovered by mortals, and then walk towards the light ahead in the cold wind. If they can reach the end, they will be given power by the snow-capped mountain. When my grandfather saw you for the first time, he used the power of the holy mountain to try to let you go down the mountain by himself because he passed this ceremony."

But Xia De's situation should be different. He didn't feel that he could borrow the power of the snow mountain under his feet:

"My guess is that I helped the snow mountain purify the filth, so the snow mountain gave me strength."

This is also the most reasonable explanation at present. Moreover, this place itself is the auditorium of the Fatu people, so it is easier to communicate with snow-capped mountains in such places.

The three of them did not leave immediately. The witch took her apprentice up the mountain. She originally wanted to baptize and bless her and Shade at the same time so that they could become more lucky in the snow-capped mountains. Now Shade no longer needs this, so she spent another half an hour to perform a ceremony for her apprentice alone, and then everyone returned to Kyle Todd Town together.

When I saw Elder Harald on the dock it was four o'clock in the afternoon. The old man who was almost injured was counting the goods with several middle-aged priests. This was something that was needed for the evening ceremony.

The old man was very happy to see his granddaughter coming back safely:

"I have received the letters you sent back. The cult information has been passed to the church. We will discuss the matter of the snake shed in the evening. At present, all the villages have received news to beware of the appearance of those illegal ring warlocks. It's good that you are fine. I thought you would come back directly at noon.

Let's take a break first. The ceremony provided by Mr. Watson is about to be prepared and can be performed before dinner. As for the [Dord Order], Claire and the Fatu people have never been afraid of anyone on their island."

"Maternal grandfather, don't you feel anything wrong with him now?"

The witch pushed Xia De forward again, and Xia De almost hit the other party's fish bucket on the dock.

The old man wearing a thick woolen vest carefully looked at Xia De in front of the snow-capped mountains:

"The complexion is rosy and shiny, and it is better than most young girls in the town who are exposed to the sun. Mr. Watson, you must be very good at skin care, right?"

"Yeah, never."

"Maternal grandfather, I'm not talking about this!"

The old man smiled happily:

"Claire, I'm just joking with you. Why is your mentality not as young as me? Of course I can see that the blessings of snow-capped mountains have appeared on him and your students. The baptism is going well, right?"

Of course, the answer was not what she wanted. The witch told Elder Harald about what had just happened. The old man's first reaction was that he didn't believe it:

"No one has ever received the gift of the snow mountain except the Fatu people."

But he was not a very stubborn person. He stood on the pier at the town pier and listened to Xia De himself describing his experience at that time - without the remnant sound of the witch, and then he frowned deeply:

"Mr. Watson, can you go back a little later tonight? Or live directly in the town. I write to inform the other four elders to hold a meeting in the Snow Mountain Hall tonight."

"Is there such a need? He is just blessed by the snow mountain, which is not a bad thing."

The platinum-haired girl asked immediately. Elder Harald saw what his granddaughter meant, and the old man felt a little helpless:

"It's not a big deal to discuss the relevant issues, and Mr. Watson should also want to understand the reasons."

Xia De nodded:

"After the ceremony was held in the evening to determine the number of magic swords, I will go back to the city first and come over at around seven o'clock."

Actually, it's going home for dinner:

"I actually want to ask all the elders about something. Today, I discovered something other than the snake shed. Is there anything under this mountain?"

The old man wearing a horn hat sighed deeply:

"You will ask sooner or later, but I didn't expect it to be so early. Well, I'll give you some answers tonight, but we don't even know that since the All Spirit Day is held on time, it will make the island of Fatumonster good weather, so don't do extra things. Over the years, generations of priests and elders have thought so."

Miss Reinhardt was worried that Elder Harald was still working on the dock when he was injured, so he wanted to stay and help, and told Miss Larson to take Shade back to the Harpoon Hotel to rest first. But the old man didn't want his granddaughter to stay here, so he finally "bombed" her away.

The witch had to take the two of them back to the Harpoon Hotel first, but in fact, you can directly see most of the situation at the dock from the hotel.

There was more than an hour before dusk. Xia De, who was free, talked with the witch in the hotel about what happened recently. The story on the island started with the magic sword, but then quickly involved the relics of fate, cultists and even ancient evil things, and finally summarized them on the snake shed.

If we string it together with "the chosen one of the destiny" as the main line, Xia De believes that in the upcoming or ongoing stories, these are the main supporting roles and even the protagonists.

"If we follow your ideas, what we should know most now is what is the real main story on this island and who is the so-called protagonist."

The witch stood in front of the window of Xia De's rented room and looked at the falling sun on the side of the snow-capped mountain:

"Can the brave defeat the powerful enemy led by the Demon Sword? Or, the poor man holding the Demon Sword gradually regained his will and finally control the sword?"

"Why must the magic sword be regarded as the main character?"
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