Just as Nostradamus stepped forward and passed through the blue door of time and space, he suddenly felt that his body had transformed into some indescribable, strange existence between soul and matter. Following the guidance of the spell runes, the old mage simply crossed the gap between worlds and came to the other side of the door.
The powerful soul of [Soul Soul] level allowed Nostradamus to see many things that others could not see. In a sudden glance across the gap in the world, he saw that near his destination, indeed There is a large space-time narrow channel that is slowly expanding, and the majestic aura of chaos is surging, as if it wants to open a hole in the barrier of the world again.
—At this speed, it will probably take more than a month before the space-time gate will reopen. There is no rush.
Nostradamus estimated in his mind that at the same time, his body completely passed through the blue door, and his feet were already standing on the white ice and snow.
At the moment when the transmission ended, the old mage covered his forehead. While maintaining his body balance, he also suppressed the dizziness in his mind. The white-haired elder couldn't help but sigh, "No matter how many times it is, I still can't." You have to get used to it... It seems that as long as you are still a human being, you will not be able to endure the confusion caused by teleportation."
After finishing speaking, he looked around. The mountains and forests covered in silver came into view. The rolling clouds also blocked the light of the twin moons. Nostradamus adjusted his glasses and looked at the nearby situation: " Speaking of which, it’s true that I haven’t been here for a long time. The last time I came to Northland was more than 20 years ago... So where is this?”
Due to unavoidable interference from natural factors, the old mage's space-time door opened a little crookedly. He did not arrive at his expected destination, which was the Black Forest Fortress in Moldova, but instead appeared in a strange place.
He looked up at the sky to determine the trajectory of the moon and clouds, and then observed the scene of the mountains in the distance. Nostradamus said thoughtfully: "It's too far away, and it's actually teleported to the Earth." To the north of the Aspen Mountains... there are too many narrow passages of time and space here, and even for me, it is a bit difficult to carry out fixed-point teleportation without coordinates."
"It's better to fly over."
After deciding on the next course of action, he used magic to determine the direction again. Nostradamus nodded, then stretched out his left hand with two cyan magic rings and pressed it toward the void.
In an instant, magic surged, elements tumbled, and the extremely cold wind in the north was easily controlled in the twinkling brilliance of the two magic rings. The atmosphere and gravity were pushed away by the power of the spell, and the invisible power turned into a spinning ball. The gorgeous array condensed into a flying carpet and appeared under the old mage, then lifted it high into the sky.
"Since we have teleported to the north of the North, there is no need to rush there directly... Compared to sealing the space-time gate right away, I am still more interested in Joshua from the Radcliffe family."
Wrapped in a spell and rising to an altitude of several thousand meters, Nostradamus had passed through the clouds and once again saw the bright twin moons. He stood in the void and murmured to himself: "Use your own power to destroy The space-time gate... it’s incredible.”
This is not something that the old mage is making a fuss about. It should be noted that no matter what kind of space-time gate it is, its complex structure and the depth of hidden nodes are definitely not something that ordinary people can observe at will. It is a new and unknown large-scale space-time gate with a new structure. No. Chatdamus believed that even he could not complete the analysis of the space-time gate within a few hours, let alone do such a thing in battle.
But facts speak louder than words. Whether the old mage believes it or not, there is indeed a warrior. Within a few minutes between battles, he saw through all the magic nodes contained in an unknown time and space gate, and in less than five minutes after that Within a short period of time, it would all be shattered—this is not a fantasy, but a reality that happened not long ago.
"Every time I hear this kind of news, I always feel that I am really old..."
With a sigh, Nostradamus harnessed the ice wind and magic power and sat on the flying carpet transformed by magic. He was in the clouds and began to cross the Great Ajax Mountains at an unhurried speed.
Time passed slowly, and now it is January 5th, year 832.
Nostradamus has arrived in the southern part of the Great Ajax Mountains, in the territory of Moldavia.
In the past few days, the old mage traveled through several black forests and secret realms in the North. The thick residual aura of chaos made him frown. This disgusting pollution became more serious the closer to the southeast, even if it was two More than a week has passed, and the chaotic power like gray mist still has not dissipated, and there is still considerable residue.
"This amount is really extraordinary, and the transmission speed is too fast. Fortunately, the time and space gate was destroyed in time, otherwise the entire Northland would have fallen into chaos..."
Staying over a small black forest in Moldavia, Nostradamus collected some more chaotic auras. He shook his head and sighed: "There is no way for the Holy Mountain to send a large number of people to purify this place for the time being. If spring When the time comes, the ice and snow are unsealed, and the breath of chaos seeps into the earth, it will be very troublesome to purify it at that time."
While he was thinking about the follow-up treatment of the power of chaos, the white-haired mage had arrived at the snowfields surrounding the main city of Moldavia. From high in the sky, Nostradamus could vaguely see the huge black city wall in the distance.
But just as he was about to start descending and go to the main city to visit the new Chaos Watcher, the young warrior who miraculously destroyed the gate of time and space, Nostradamus suddenly frowned. He was no longer paying attention to the main city, but He looked down at the snowfield below him.
From the magic perspective of Master Jiyi, two huge whirlpools suddenly appeared on the originally white snowfield, and two extremely terrifying and terrifying fighting auras were gathering on this land.
"What… "
With a low voice of doubt, Nostradamus stopped all his actions. He hid his figure among the high-altitude clouds, and then released his spell to detect the situation below.
On the land covered by ice and snow, in the middle of the snowfield, there is a tall man wearing a black leather jacket standing in the center of the red whirlpool. There is a silver-haired girl beside him. The two of them seem to be waiting for someone, while the other person is riding the whirlpool. With a stream of dark blue fighting energy, he rushed in this direction quickly.
The warrior who was waiting was tall and his muscles were so strong that he could even stretch his leather jacket to the point of breaking. It could be seen from his exposed body that he had trained every tendon in his body to the extreme. The life force that surged like a river flowed through the warrior's body, making every heartbeat of his heart extremely heavy and frightening.
In terms of appearance alone, this warrior is not bad, and even has a hint of hard-core beauty. However, his calm face contains a terrifying feeling, as if he is going to kill someone in the next moment. breath.
As for the running man, there was no breath leaking from his whole body. Even if his fighting spirit was released and his whole body was glowing with soul light, it was as if he didn't exist, making it impossible to lock him in with his spirit.
“Brandon…”
As an old friend of the current patriarch of the Chaos family, Nostradamus naturally knew his son, a talented swordsman in the mage family. And Brandon's current performance has indeed not tarnished his reputation. The white-haired mage is sure that judging from his momentum alone, this handsome blond swordsman has now completely mastered the glory of his soul and has built a solid foundation for his future advancement. The cornerstone of [Soul's Ultimate Intent].
But even so, he was still vaguely overwhelmed by the tall warrior.
With the strength of Master Jiyi, Nostradamus could naturally see why.
The characteristics contained in the fighting spirit of the two people are similar, but completely different wills - under the deep blue fighting spirit of the blond swordsman, there is a sacred and holy light, vowing to eradicate all evil and unclean things, while the black-haired swordsman In the warrior's red fighting spirit, there is a black wave that is extremely ferocious and exists only for the destruction of battle.
If Brandon is the unparalleled swordsman who wields two swords and fighting spirit, then the warrior standing in the middle of the snowfield is the steel god of war bathed in blood and fire!
I'm not in a good state lately, and the subsequent fighting chapters are relatively weak. I recommend skipping and reading...it's really a bit dissatisfying.
(End of chapter)