Time flies.

Starfall 834, February 3, in the depths of winter.

The entire Northland was covered in snow and ice for half the year, and although there were few heavy snowfalls in February, the bitter cold wind still howled on the plains, causing the fragments of ice crystals mixed with snow and dust to flutter all over the sky.

At this time, more than three months have passed since the death of Herras and the incident with the remains of Mount Modes in Moldova.

Compared to the top of the empire, which was like a frozen lake and did not make the slightest wave, the entire Mycrove continent, especially the many kingdoms and royal families in the western mountain range, were shocked and boiled because of such a major event.

The new generation of plague cults led by Herras the Blighted have been ravaging the western mountains for decades, hiding in the deep mountains and forests, using the temple covered with hidden magic circle runes as a base to carry out horrific sacrifices everywhere.

Although because of the strict defense of the western countries, the sacrificial actions of the plague cult are rarely successful, but once they succeed, they will bring large-scale human casualties or species extinction that are enough to completely collapse a place, and several legendary powerhouses in Xishan have always wanted to completely exterminate Herras and others, but in the face of the high priest who has his own subspace and can give up his body at any time, these powerhouses can only return in a huff most of the time, but if there is no legendary powerhouse to lead the team, Then no matter how many people go, they will only send rations to Heras.

This time, Herras traveled all the way to the northern part of the empire, which did alarm many strong people of the local forces in Xishan, who originally gloated to see how the empire would deal with this big trouble, and then how it failed, but the result surprised the group - Herras faced off head-on with the famous dragon slayer lord, only to lose and die in another country.

This news really shocked a lot of eyeballs and smashed a lot of tables - Joshua is indeed a powerful person who has been famous recently, but Herras is not an unknown junior, and those legendary powerhouses who have surrounded and suppressed the high priest are even more secretly frightened, and they know this very well. You know, it's not that they haven't made a move on Herras in the past, but none of them succeeded, and after the marriage of the other party's vitality, it is no less than some legendary powerhouses, in fact, he has reached a limit of extreme intentions, and he only needs to break through the last step to achieve a legend.

And Joshua's ability to kill Herras means that he has also reached this state - he has found his own way, and he is only one step away from perfecting himself and reaching the legend.

In just three years, from a silver knight to the present, this kind of advancement speed has never been seen before, and in the entire Mycrof Continent, even if you count the history recorded in the ancient books of the Glorious Age, no one can do it.

Even the inheritance of the sages is a little difficult to explain, but this has a little benefit, in the past, Joshua's reputation was always accompanied by the impression of slaughter, terror and battle maniacs, and many people, especially the transcendents in the Xishan region who suffered greatly from demons, felt that the warrior might have made a deal with a certain abyss lord, so the strength would increase by leaps and bounds, but now it will not - no demon can have this kind of power at all, with this kind of power that can make people become legends in three years, Will they still be trapped in the abyss? It has long swept across the multiverse and conquered all worlds.

All in all, in some specific groups of strong people, Joshua has been tacitly regarded as the incarnation of a certain god who secretly descended to the earth, and many strong people who have traveled on the continent are very interested in this warrior who is about to become the youngest legend in history, and they all set off collectively towards the Northlands.

But compared to the disturbing outside world, the Northland is unexpectedly calm now.

Starfall 834, February 3rd, Moldavian Collar.

Because of the incident in the Moldovan Mountains in the next territory, a wave of large-scale cleansing of cultists has been set off in the entire Northland, taking advantage of the fact that the winter ice and snow cover the land, and it is difficult for the enemy to hide in the wild.

According to the confessions of the arrested cultists, the Northland, especially Moldavia, has become a demon cave in the eyes of various chaotic and chaotic forces, and many people would rather fight to be punished than never go there to die.

Moldavia, Nissière Snow Mountains Palm Print Lake, evening.

As the sunset faded, the golden sunset faded into a dull red, and a lilac glow hung over the gray-blue night sky, and a few faint white stars could be seen between them.

The cold wind of minus 30 degrees Celsius blows across the lake, causing the lake to ripple in layers of waves that are still not frozen in the extremely cold weather, and the sparkling glow can be seen at the bottom of the lake.

Suklash and other adventurers belonging to Caesar's Eye were standing on the shore of the lake, watching the beautiful scene.

Because of the Modes Mountain Ruins incident, Caesar's Eye and the Fanged Adventurer Team have suffered serious casualties, unlike the official archaeological expeditions of various countries and the mercenaries hired by the big nobles, they just came to the Northland simply because they wanted to explore the adventure, so no one will pay for their losses, and now, because of the heavy snow and ice on the way back, these two adventurer teams can only stay quietly in the Northland, while reorganizing the team, they also take a little task to subsidize their families.

How could Joshua let these two elite teams of adventurers go and leave them idle in the city, or do some exploration work that didn't make much sense? The warrior generously offered generous conditions and invited these elite adventurers on the entire continent to become the field training instructors of Wintercastle Academy.

The two teams, who had nothing to do because of the heavy snowfall, thought to themselves, why not? The two sides hit it off.

Just now, a group of adventurers led by Sukrash had finished teaching, and after a month and a half, they had returned safely from the Great Ajax Mountains with a group of academy students. Lately, adventurers have been left with no other jobs and can now relax around the scenic Nissière Snow Mountains.

Then, they saw a group of dragons.

Because of the recent abnormal activity of the magic crystal mine at the bottom, the surface of the palm print lake, which could not be frozen, suddenly appeared more than a dozen huge splashes, and immediately after, more than a dozen white young dragons jumped out of the lake in unison, and then plunged into the lake again.

“…… What were those just now? ”

A younger-looking adventurer rubbed his eyes, stood on the edge of the lake, and asked suspiciously, "Big white fish?" ”

"No, it looks like some kind of water dragon?"

Beside the young man, there stood a middle-aged adventurer who seemed to be his elder, his eyes were sharper, and he could clearly see part of the body structure at the moment when the young dragon jumped to sleep, but he couldn't be sure what kind of dragon it was.

"It's worthy of being a dragon slaying lord, it's really unusual to raise so many water dragons."

This is the sentiment of others.

"But Moldavia is not near the sea, there is no river nearby, only scattered lakes, why does the Count raise so many water dragons?"

This is the confusion of some people.

But Sukrash is different from them.

As a Golden Knight, Suklash was even more shocked than the other adventurers, because he could see that those white dragons were not water dragons or wurms, but one of the real pure-blooded five-colored dragons, the juveniles of the white dragon!

- What's going on?! Lord Joshua, how did he hatch this group of pure-blooded dragons?!

Of course, Sukrash knew that Joshua had destroyed a dragon's nest, and it was not strange for a warrior to obtain a dragon egg, but hatching a pure-blooded dragon from a dragon egg had always been a matter of luck, and its difficulty was no less than finding a dragon directly, beating it, and subduing it into a mount.

But now in Wintercastle, he actually saw more than a dozen young dragons!

Before Sukrash could finish his shock, everyone suddenly heard a long dragon groan.

Above the sky, the clouds were broken, a huge floating shadow swept by, and a blue dragon gracefully descended from the sky with the storm to the surface of the lake.

The air exploded because of the flapping of the dragon wings, which made the ears of many adventurers who were not strong enough buzz, and with the undisguised superior Long Wei, their brains were suddenly in a trance.

Willful Dragon! Sukrash's scalp exploded in an instant, and his hands were numb, and the golden knight tried to find a pit to bury himself on the spot, but the area around the lake was flat

- Could it be that the five-colored dragon is preparing to take revenge on the Count and rescue the young dragon by the way?!

Before this thought could flash through the knight's mind, a dozen more splashes appeared on the surface of the lake, and the young white dragons obeyed the command of the huge blue dragon and walked towards the shore, they swayed and swam in the water one by one, following the blue dragon suspended in mid-air, like a group of ducklings following their mother.

Like the shocked and panicked adventurers on the lakeside, the Extreme Blue Dragon nodded in a friendly manner, said hello, and then led the young dragons towards the forest.

Suklash watched the scene, and after a long time, he pinched his thigh, and then looked at his companions in confusion.

A five-colored dragon with extreme intentions actually brought a group of young white dragons for the dragon slaying lord...... Walk?

What's going on, exactly?

While the adventurers of the Northern Land were using grilled fish by the lake to soothe their hearts that were fluctuating because of the sight of the Extreme Dragon, the Northern Empire and the Imperial Capital were not so peaceful.

The Holy City of Three Mountains, the partial hall of the Morlay Palace.

In a hidden dark room.

It was a small trapezoidal room with a long table and many chairs in the middle, and the walls of the dark room were engraved with magical runes emitting a dim purple light, which absorbed all the sounds and perfectly hid this small space from the automatic defense circle of the Morlay Palace.

This dark room, which had not been visited for a long time, had a thin layer of ash on the table, but now, a slightly slender woman with long hair hanging down her shoulders sat on the main chair, and in front of her was a half-kneeling black-armored warrior.

The woman's face, covered by the black mist formed by magic, could not be seen really, she looked at the extremely respectful warrior in front of her, and said softly in a voice that was obviously adjusted by magic: "You mean, that Count of the Northlands that His Majesty is optimistic about is about to become a new legend?" ”

"Yes."

The Black Armor Samurai's reply was simple and concise: "Tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, Joshua Van Radcliffe may break through the legend at any time and have an impact on your plans." ”

"yes."

The woman sighed lightly, and she said a little tiredly: "It's been more than twenty years, everything is going well, why is there such a variable at this time?" The most important thing is why the first prince to see him was the little guy from Dimore. ”

Just looking at her figure and skin, the woman who spoke didn't look like she was at the age of being able to say that the second prince, Dimore, was a little guy, but whether it was a samurai or her, it was a matter of course, as if it were.

"This is a hidden danger that must be erased as soon as possible." The woman muttered to herself.

"Erase whom?"

The words of the black-armored warrior vaguely carried the sonorous sound of gold and iron, and it sounded very firm: "The second prince or the Earl of the Northland?" Whoever it is, I'll do my best! ”

"Erase whom?" After hearing the words of the black-armored warrior, the woman couldn't help laughing, she shook her head and said, "Of course it's the second prince, my beagle, do you want to do something to that warlike madman who can directly kill the god capital and kill the heirs of the Feltao family if he doesn't agree with each other?" ”

"Even if you want to die, but your family, and as the master, I don't want to."

The woman sitting in the chair bent down slightly, touched the head of the black-armored warrior, as if she was really touching the head of a loyal dog, and said softly, "Maybe you will die because of Islam to save your life." ”

"Alright."

Straightening up, the woman who was sitting suddenly said a little lazy: "Get ready." ”

Although her voice was soft, it contained a cold that seemed to be deep in the polar glacier, and it would not melt for thousands of years: "Get ready." ”

"That slut's son, it's time to make him pay a little!"

The black-armored warrior nodded silently, then replied clearly in a deep voice, "Understood, my master!" ”

The conspiracy of the imperial capital has just begun to weave, and the southern part of the continent, the gray island of the far sea, the top of the holy mountain.

Pope Eagle stood on the top floor of the Grand Temple, holding the White Staff, and he watched the sunset, which was almost completely silent, and his eyes reflected the dim light of fire.

Then, the sunset was completely swallowed up by the sea, and the old pope closed his eyes.

The huge and immeasurable spiritual power is like a light, with this old man as the center, with the speed of thinking towards the entire holy mountain, and even the Far South Continent, it will not be long before all the regions south of the entire continent are under Iger's spiritual induction, and the vast majority of people are not aware of this light wind in their thinking, even some strong people who can detect it will be in doubt and attribute it to delusion.

The old Pope didn't seem to have done this for the first time, he silently scanned the heavens and the earth, and then condensed his perception into a vast forest in the far south.

In the vicinity of the Elven Sanctuary, the Lake of Eternity, the Tree of Life, there is a huge, verdant 'soul' pouring out of the earth and the sky, and this soul of the Holy Wood that has been assimilated with this piece of heaven and earth is pulling its roots out of the void, and then slowly condensing into the image of a beautiful elven woman.

Nature's Mentor, Edriel Garanord, spent months adjusting the balance of heaven and earth, and then pulling her body out of the elven sanctuary, the high-ranking Grand Druid sat on the prepared carriage and walked towards the continental-level teleportation circle that had been opened.

She is about to set off on a journey to Moldavia, Northland, in search of the roots of the elves.

The nature tutor seemed to sense something, and in the quaint rattan frame, she turned her head and smiled slightly in the direction of the south.

- That man may really be able to change the world.

The spirit retracted, and Eagle sighed softly.

The black-haired, red-eyed warrior had changed what many old men thought was predestined, he had destroyed the space-time portal, found the message of the Father of Nature, put an end to the plans of the five-colored dragon, and sealed the chasm of the abyss that the Church had not been able to seal for years.

The old pope looked down, and he glanced at his wrinkled, already old hands, and pure white development.

It doesn't matter if he sacrifices this old bone, but after all, he is the most powerful legend in the world.

If Joshua can successfully find the fourth inheritance and learn the mystery of the Initial Fire, then he will not need to use the long-inherited secret method to become a human pillar that sustains the burning of this world.

"How far can you go?"

The old man muttered softly to himself, his eyes full of anticipation as he looked at the top of the scepter in his hand, which was slowly burning and getting smaller and smaller, and his eyes were full of anticipation.

Let me, an old bone, see it!

The center of all gaze.

Starfall 834, February 3, the main city of Moldavia, the backyard of the Lord's Palace.

The warrior with white hair who has mostly turned back to black is holding a huge bristle brush in his hand, brushing the back of the black dragon lying in the backyard, and on his side, the silver-haired girl and the black-haired boy are busy playing, carrying water and handing tools, and helping to clean up the inconspicuous stains on the black dragon's body, and the petite artificial intelligence lady is floating in the sky and rolling in the sky, watching everyone busy with interest.

Calming down, Joshua, who had absorbed the extreme intention of Herras and the Evil God Fragment, was cleaning his body for his mount, that is, Black, for the first time in a long time, and he seemed to be in a good mood, and at this time he was humming a tuneless tune, and loudly scolded: "Turn over, Black ...... You're still asleep?! ”

But before the black dragon, who had fallen asleep in a daze because it was too comfortable, turned over, suddenly, a knight with a hurried face came to the backyard of the lord's mansion, and then half-knelt and reported to Joshua: "My lord! Two urgent news! ”

He was Joshua's dedicated communications officer, so he didn't say much, and got straight to the point: "A message from the Rune Dwarf Gathering Area in the Northlands, and a message from the Sacred Mountain of the Far Sea!" ”

"Let's talk about the dwarves first...... No, you first talk about the sacred mountain of the far sea. ”

In the blink of an eye, Joshua suddenly understood, he glanced at the artificial intelligence lady who was floating in the sky on the side, and then coughed: "Dwarf's side, you can just put it on the table in the hall later." ”