In the snowstorm.
A slender figure in a snow-white mink fur coat moved forward slowly. Her steps were so light that there were almost no traces of her stepping on the snow. After the biting cold wind and icy snowflakes approached her body, they seemed to have touched an invisible barrier, and then spread and fell along her surroundings. This is the wizard's protective energy field. I am afraid that only high-level wizards can use spell slots so extravagantly and wastefully.
This woman wore very little, except for the mink coat on her body, there was only a close-fitting snow-white robe, revealing a delicate and delicate silhouette, and black silk stockings on her legs, which did not appear to be silk from the surface world at first glance. The protective energy can block the cold wind and ice and snow, but it can't block the cold climate of the whole nature. If she is not a professional with super physique, she is blessed with resistance spells.
"Damn druid!"
The woman's appearance is quite coquettish. If Sauron is here, he still feels vaguely familiar, but he may not be able to recognize her, because her hair has turned lavender, her pupils have turned blue, and the whole person has become the same as It turned out quite different. However, certain characteristics remained, such as the tone of voice, the scent on the body, and the stockings on the legs. Even high-level wizards don't have many enchanted silk stockings made of spider silk from the Underdark.
This is Gloria's mother, that alluring and vicious woman.
She walked on the icy snowfield, wiped the sweat from her forehead a little, then looked up at the sky, as if she wanted to cast a spell to fly.
"This damn weather."
The coquettish woman cursed angrily, and then continued to move forward. The weather is too cold, and the cold wind is too harsh. To perform the flying technique, you need to add protective spells. The higher you fly, the more piercing the cold wind will be. Even a high-level witch like her cannot use spells without any scruples. She must reserve spell slots for fighting to save her life.
There seemed to be some voice coming from the distance. The coquettish woman looked back and said bitterly: "This group of lingering fellows! You don't care about the fear cultists messing around everywhere, but they chased me half the world! Didn't I say that a long time ago? Will you continue the taboo experiment? When I get back my experimental product, I must make you bunch of brains look good!"
An aura of magic emerged.
The speed of the coquettish woman suddenly increased, just ordinary steps were like running with all her strength, and her speed was almost comparable to the 100-meter sprint of a professional athlete.
The cold wind is getting stronger and stronger.
An eagle is forced to fall from the sky. Professionals are not fearless in front of nature. The eagle transformed by a druid cannot fly as he pleases in this ice and snow country. In the face of the majesty of nature, even legends would be at a loss when they landed for a moment, then frowned and looked into the distance, muttering: "Where is that destroyer of nature fleeing?" We must never let her go again, her existence is a disaster for the natural world."
The three legendary druids teamed up, but they couldn't repair the damage she left behind. The coquettish woman was already at the top of the druid blacklist! As long as it is the place where she has conducted magic experiments, there will be terrible energy radiation left, exactly like a 'humanoid self-propelled nuclear fusion radiator'. In the past few hundred years, no one has destroyed the natural environment more than her.
The cold wind is getting bitterer.
The coquettish woman walked for dozens of kilometers, suddenly she seemed to feel something, and blessed herself with a spell, and then an eye outline made of spiritual light that could not be seen by the naked eye appeared in the sky above her. The next moment, her expression changed slightly. She first said a sentence in the dialect of the Northland, which roughly meant "I got a grass", and then murmured: "Silver Moon Walker?"
"This group of deadheads really hate me so much, right? It's not worth sending a quasi-legendary druid to chase me down, but even the Silver Moon Walker is invited?"
She intends to use teleportation spells, but teleportation spells cannot be used indiscriminately.
The wizard did not prepare the teleportation coordinates in advance, and teleportation indiscriminately may cost him his life. In case of teleportation into the rock, the rock will not automatically give way to the space, and the results are nothing more than two. The speed hits the rock, and the speed of the space channel is very close to the speed of light. No matter how slow the speed is, it will be smashed to pieces. The other is the spell deviation, you are teleported into the rock, you are here and the rock is here, your body is fused with the rock.
There has never been a shortage of wizards who have just learned the teleportation spell and lost their lives on it.
Short-distance teleportation can also be grasped. The longer the teleportation distance, the higher the requirements for the teleportation mark, which even the gods cannot skip.
On a high mountain.
The lonely figure of Silver Moon Walker stood in front of the steep mountain wall. Her face was not very good-looking. Presumably, no matter who has the strength close to the legend, but also let a rogue of at most the third level escape, she will not be in a good mood good. The tracking was relatively smooth at first, but it was completely cut off after entering the ice field area. The other party seemed to have no rest at all. No matter how hard she tracked, she could barely keep up. These days have made her a little tired, and the traces of the target are almost completely covered by the wind and snow.
The longer the time dragged on, the more energy the Leaf of Life would consume. Even if the wanderer was found, it would be impossible to retrieve that precious holy object. This is a great loss for druids, and it is the same for the kingdom of elves. There is the oldest energy on the leaf of life. Although this energy is not powerful, it is very rare, and it is the only one that can let them The sacred tree possesses the path of divinity. The existence of the Elven Lord God has become more and more ineffective these years, and many people feel a little bit of dissatisfaction in their hearts.
Many of the high-level druids and elf elders believe that the oldest beliefs should be restored and their sacred trees should be turned into real gods. [The sacred tree belief of the high elves.]
This plan stalled for thousands of years.
The progress has been very slow all the time because of the interference of the elven gods behind it, but recently all the gods have fallen into a deep sleep, and the main gods of the elves cannot connect with the priest. This is equivalent to an opportunity popping up suddenly, and many druids think this is the best time to 'resurrect' the sacred tree. Although the sacred tree did not die, its spirituality had long since disappeared in the years. It happened at this juncture that an accident happened to the only three remaining leaves of life, and one of them was lost.
Times change, customs change, beliefs change.
Suddenly, Silver Moon Walker seemed to have discovered something, his sharp eyes looked down at his feet like an eagle, and then a surprised expression appeared on his face.
She seems to have seen a notorious witch among the elves!
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North Tower.
Gloria stood at the top of the wizard tower hundreds of meters high, and the cold wind blew her long hair. There were strands of silver in the silky long hair, which inexplicably gave her an extra sense of beauty that was precipitated by the vicissitudes of time. She looked down at the land under her feet, like a high-ranking queen, and her territory was within a radius of 120 kilometers. As a high-ranking member of the Witch Council, she was most likely to advance to the legendary Northland Witch. In less than three years, she He had already touched the edge of a quasi-legendary before he was ten years old, and it is not impossible for him to aspire to the pinnacle of the legendary field in the future.
Busy fishermen can be seen in the distance. They are winter scale fish migrating. Their habits are quite special. They only lay eggs in spring. October is the harvest season. Fishermen will use fishing nets of a good size to catch them and then let them go Those little fish that haven't grown up yet. To them, Goliath was a high and mighty existence, more awe-inspiring than the lord of Moon River City.
Goliath looked down at the crowd of people under her feet, spread her palms to catch a snowflake, and then let out a faint sigh.
The weather is getting colder and colder.
She tightened the wizard robe on her body, turned around and walked towards the high tower. The heavy iron golem stood in front of the door, and said with a voice like metal rubbing: "Master, the observation target is still sleeping, but the energy is also very stable. , what was broken in the first place has been repaired."
The twelfth floor of the Wizard Tower.
Vivienne's small figure was lying on a platform covered with soft velvet and covered with an oval protective cover.
Gloria walked up to a magic circle, and her figure appeared directly outside the door. Then, she glanced at the little girl breathing evenly on the platform, frowning and flashing a magic aura.
She has been asleep for a long time.
He didn't need to eat, but he didn't wake up either. Occasionally, there would be unconscious energy spreading, which almost alarmed the witch council.
The place where it was originally placed has been destroyed.
The rampaging divine power almost shattered her wizard tower in two. If she hadn't activated the protective spell in time, Vivienne could have destroyed half of the wall.
The strength of the little girl is amazing!
Gloria is estimated to have surpassed the level of a high-level legend (professional level 25), unless there is a way to separate these energies, otherwise she will need to sleep for a long time.
Her body was too small, too young.
But the power in her body is already stronger than that of an adult dragon, unless she transforms from a mortal into a demon, otherwise she cannot integrate this power at all.
The Son of God can transform his own form.
If Vivienne transforms into a high-level demon or heir of a demon god, she should be able to integrate this power, but the little girl seems to be resisting in her heart, and she is also fighting against this power. She is still a mortal, without any characteristics of high-level demons or abyssal demon gods, and Gloria doesn't know how to make a mortal absorb such a huge amount of divine power!
She was helpless.
As a Northland witch who is close to the legendary level, Gloria is not a legendary wizard after all, and she has not touched such a mysterious field.
Unless she advances to the legendary level, she can't even analyze the structure of divine power!
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The country of ice and snow.
Sauron came out with a gloomy expression, and the middle-aged female priest also came out with a stiff expression. The expressions of the others were very solemn, and no one spoke for a long time.
The news they got was bad!
Because not only the believers who tortured the goddess came here, but even her chosen people came to the kingdom of ice and snow.
Chosen by the gods.
A born legendary professional!
A wizard who seems to be from the Underdark region, has some drow features, but no one has seen her face clearly, and has a powerful wizard.
Also came here more than half a month ago.