The starry sky in the Northland, no matter how many times you look at it, you will not get bored. With the inky night sky, a little bright starlight, and a warm cup of tea, you will feel that life can be like this, it is really too comfortable and wonderful. After returning from the laboratory, Raphael sat in front of the window flipping the 'Ripper of the World', recording some magic that might be used tomorrow.

Even with Raphael's current spellcasting ability, there aren't too many problems even if he doesn't make such preparations. But Raphael adhered to one sentence, 'Prevention is better than prevention.' There's nothing wrong with a little more preparation. And with the improvement of his own strength, the spell position has also been greatly improved, and it is really a tyrannical thing to put it away.

But tonight, it is not destined to be calm enough. As the magic was transmitted to the 'Ripper of the World', Raphael felt a distinctly sluggish feeling, like a pen that was not running smoothly, intermittently making you feel very irritated. This is the first time Raphael has encountered this situation, and his record in this area is usually very smooth.

"What happened?"

This question did not only pop up in Raphael's mind, but all the magicians who were recording magic at the same time, and there was a sense of unease and hesitation in their hearts. It was as if the soul had been pulled out of their bodies, and a sense of weakness came from their bodies.

"Did that happen too? History is ahead again. Raphael said in a low voice, the so-called thing is that the former goddess of magic network, the current god of mages, Mystra, launched an attack on the goddess of magic, Heatina. The mage god was already dissatisfied with Heatina's position as her own, and at the behest of the Lich God Visharon and the murder god Ciric, they launched a divine war!

No one would have imagined that Mystra would attack her own presiding god as a god. This knife can be described as fast and ruthless, let alone a person, even those gods in the Pantheon never thought of such a plot development, it can be described as a super drama that shatters the sky. When the goddess of magic Heatina was nineteen years old, she successfully penetrated the origin power of the world and was promoted in one fell swoop, squeezing the original goddess of magic network out of her godhood, which had already made the entire pantheon tremble.

The same is true of this battle for the throne, after all, the most convenient way for them to connect with the believers is through the magic web. The most direct victims of this battle are not only the magicians, but also the gods. They found themselves unable to communicate with their followers, prompting the gods to turn their attention to the magical corridor of the goddess of magic, Heatina.

But what they saw was a completely enclosed 'magical corridor' where no one could find out what was going on within, but after seeing the alliance of the mage god Mystra, the lich god Vishalon and the murder god Ciric, the gods could guess a lot.

"It's going to be turbulent again." The Red Knight, the goddess of strategy, said with a frown as she stood beside Tapas, the god of battle.

"It's just enough to keep my ears at ease, but these three guys are also bold enough to do it directly to the goddess of magic, Sistina. However, the closure of the 'Magic Corridor' but not its destruction proves that the goddess of magic, Heatina, is not dead, and that they will be busy then. ”

Tapas, the god of battle, is a giant human, dressed in worn blood-stained armor and a heavy battle helmet that obscures his face. Makes him look extremely oppressive. In his right hand he held a huge battle axe, red blood stained on it and blackened. There is also a black greatsword in the right hand, and one of the two weapons is that they are full of gaps.

It stands to reason that with the divine power of the god of battle, Tapas, these weapons and equipment will not have such a problem, but the appearance of such a bad image at this moment proves that this god does not care about his own image at all, and everything is focused on combat.

Of course, because he was born to fight, Tampas was born from the first battle between the twin goddess Suren, the goddess of the moon, and Sha'er, the goddess of the night, and he was one of many battle gods born at the same time. But as history progressed, he defeated all the other gods of battle and absorbed their divinity, achieving his own prestige.

"Isn't this going to make those magicians collapse?" The Red Knight, the goddess of strategy, said in a low voice.

"Haha, thinking about your little boyfriend?" Tapas, the god of battle, laughed as he pressed his large, bloodstained hand on the Red Knight's head.

"What a little boyfriend, it's just a very interesting human being. It's the first time I've seen someone so confident, as if he has everything under control. It's like you, who seems to be so dismissive of everything. The Red Knight slapped Tapas's hand away and said in a very serious tone.

"That looks like a really interesting human being, and I'd like to see it next time I have a chance." Tapas, intrigued by the Red Knight's last words, laughed and said, not paying any attention to the disgruntled glances cast by the other gods.

"Let's go, there's nothing going on with us here. Naturally, someone will end up with the rest. Tapas yawned heavily, and left the place in no mood, and the Red Knight hurried to follow.

"The collapse of the magic net is not a trivial matter." The Red Knight was obviously a little puzzled, after all, the goddess of magic Heathena was missing, and no one could take over the stall.

"Mystra has been the goddess of the magical network for so many years, and she naturally has a way. And the magic net is disrupted, and it's not just the magicians who are in trouble. If Mystra can't quickly restore the normal operation of the net, some of the gods will trouble her. Tapas didn't seem to care, after all, he wasn't a god who kept his duty.

Let him go all day and night to accept requests from believers?

Impossible.

……

What happens between the gods is unknown to ordinary magicians. The inability to connect to the magic net made these magicians who relied on the magic net like frosted eggplants. As far as Raphael can remember, this time the collapse of the magic net caused many magicians to die. This profession is still too hateful, and the fire of jealousy can destroy everything.

And the usual opponents would love to take advantage of this opportunity to send them on their way, so it will be very difficult for you to find a magician on the road during this time.

"Whew~ This feeling of being pushed by time is really not ordinary. If I could, I really wish time had slowed down. A lot of beauty, like a bubble, is really sad. Raphael gently closed the 'World Ripper' in his hand and looked up at the starry sky outside the window.

It's beautiful, but with the change of mood, I always feel that there is a hint of murderous intent in it.

……

When the sun poured down on the land the next day, the snow beasts were like the best alarm clocks, and the sound of heavy footsteps was accompanied by a burst of roars, as if they were afraid that others would not know about their arrival. Raphael did not reappear on the walls to resist the enemy today, but moved in the direction of the Ice Collar under the guidance of the two scouts.

When she set off, Angelia Jolie Biyue was still very concerned and asked if she was affected by yesterday's events. Although the number of magicians in the Northland is not as large as that of the Ottore Empire, there are still a group of loyal magicians who protect this hard-won homeland with the strong support of astrological witches.

"Rest assured, Lady Angelia, the number of paths I have to practice magic is a little different from the mainstream paths today. Although the impact was there, it was not enough to break my bones. Raphael used an arcane missile in his hand, showing that he still had combat power.

"Very well, may the stars watch over you. Brave young man. Angelia Jolie Shuangyue's eyes were deep and charming, and her words contained concern, which obviously made an outsider put her in danger for them, and she was very unhappy.

"You too." Raphael changed his title, because the other party was strong enough to be respected by himself. Reverence for the strong, this is a sentence that every beginner must keep in mind.

……

"Raphael, you were really good yesterday." The group walked through the snow-capped mountain road, which was supposed to be a waterway, but now it is no longer useful.

The mountains on both sides are steep, and you can vaguely see the figures of several flying monsters, obviously this is their lair. And they are all very vigilant to look at the situation below, if these humans make the slightest movement, they will definitely attack unceremoniously.

"These are the Snow Frozen Falcon, a magical beast that is not very powerful. However, because they are so close to the Ice Country, we often use them as couriers and scouts. One of the scouts seemed a little talkative and took great interest in introducing Raphael. Both of them are dressed in white clothes, which is indeed the best protective color between this snowy world.

"Have you ever seen the Ice Collar with your own eyes? Can you tell me about it in advance? Raphael withdrew his gaze and looked at the two scouts. There's nothing wrong with knowing more about punctuality.

"Raphael, you're right, I was following the scout team. Because we arrived at night, we didn't dare to act rashly. Because there are snow beasts all over the mountains and fields in the ice and snow realm, the scene is no less than that of the snow beasts that attack on weekdays. When the scout said these words again, he changed his somewhat cynical appearance and said with a serious face.

"That's why we didn't get too close to investigate. But I must have seen a man holding a ball on a hill near the Ice Collar, but the fog around me was too thick for me to look very closely. ”

"No, it's a woman. I saw a graceful woman when I woke up at night. And I vaguely heard the woman singing. The other scout, who had been a little silent, retorted, clearly disagreeing with the statement.

"No, it's definitely a man. Yes, I remembered that the man was dressed in gray and white. ”

The two of them argued sentence by sentence, but Raphael pondered slightly. A man or a woman, two people see different scenes. This is not very possible, if it is a treasure that can drive these snow beasts, then it is usually difficult to achieve the situation of one treasure serving two masters.

High-level treasures often have a habit of recognizing their masters, because this can make their own abilities better played, and can also play a benign role in their own ascension. It's like the 'World Ripper', who has completed a great transformation in his own hands during this time, from fine iron to the gold level in one fell swoop.

And if you give up what they call the ball, give up whether it is male or female. One of the most important points is that this thing is controlled by people, which means that there are people behind all this who are pushing it, and this news is not good.

"Didn't you report this to your chief?" Raphael raised his own doubts, after all, the news was too critical for Angelia Jolie Bimoon to hide from herself.

"Yes, but by the time we took the others along, those sights were gone. And it's not strange that you say that I had two companions with me at the time, but they didn't see anything. Everyone thought I was crazy and hallucinating. But I swear to the stars, I definitely did! The talkative scout looked a little helpless when he said this.

"What about you? Why didn't you say it? Raphael set his sights on the other man.

"I wanted to say it, but because no one believed me when he said it, I thought I was wrong. After all, in that case, it's quite possible to mistake a snow beast or something else for something else. The fog was so thick that I wasn't sure. The scout seemed more steady, and when he replied to these words, he seemed very calm, and did not jump out of the way like the talkative scout.

Some people see it, and some people are in the same environment and don't notice anything. This reconnaissance mission seems to be getting more and more interesting, as if in a confusing case, a detective needs to find clues from any possible place, and then peel back the cocoon to integrate the clues one by one to reach a conclusion. This made Raphael a little excited, and he loved to do this kind of thing because it was very fulfilling.

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