"Whew..."

The eternal cold wind, one after another, seems to never stop. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In ancient times, Ferreljord was still a barren and barren land, where there were no people, only the ice and snow and the cold wind, in this cold wind, an ancient creature was born, that is, the "Ice Crystal Phoenix" Anivia.

The newborn Anivia, with a pair of ice blue wings, looks so holy and beautiful in this snowstorm, her eyes are ignorant and watery, looking curiously at the surrounding scene.

She is a creature of the Bitter Winter, the mysterious embodiment of ice magic, and the guardian of Freljord. In the days to come, she will direct all the energy and wrath of the land, summoning snow and cold winds to deal with those who harm her homeland.

"Whew..."

At the call of Anivia, the sky is full of ice and snow carrying the power of destruction to attack those who intrude on her homeland, and for thousands of years, she has been guarding Ferreljord and fulfilling her eternal mission.

She held on, but she was also lonely.

In the past tens of millions of years, she is almost the only one who guards this land, and these memories are like slides, passing in front of Xiao Jue's eyes, and even some places have long been blurred.

Because, Anivia has really survived for too long, too long.

Or rather, she has already experienced countless deaths and rebirths. Each of her deaths and rebirths will herald great changes, from the subsidence of the roaring storm to the rise and fall of the Ice Age, each of her deaths heralds the end of an era, and each of her rebirths heralds a new era.

Such lonely and long years lasted for thousands of years, until the emergence of human beings.

In a recent rebirth, Anivia saw that in this barren land, there were finally people, and these human beings were strong and united, which gave her lonely heart a little more comfort.

Unfortunately, this unity did not last long, and the human tribes here were divided into three parts, and these three forces refused to compromise with each other and fought each other, leaving the people of Ferreljord in the flames of war.

As a kind creature, Anivia could not bear to see the people of Ferreljord in the midst of war, and she decided to do her best to quell the chaos that had divided her homeland.

So, she found Ash "Ice Shooter" as her ally.

With the will of the gods, she summoned Ash to the cave of the snowy mountain, and at her signal, the eight sacred beasts guarding the cave brought Ash to the inside of the cave.

"You, you are...."

Ash, who had already preliminarily stepped into the 'King' battle body, also looked respectful and restrained in front of Anivia, and her eyes flashed as she looked at the sacred creature in front of her.

Anivia flapped her wings slightly, and looked at Ash with desolate eyes, with a little warmth in them, "You are Ash." ”

"Yes, it's me." Ash replied.

Anivia looked Ash up and down, and when she touched Ash's clear eyes, she nodded with satisfaction, and the old voice sounded, "Child, I can see that you are a good boy, and I can help you become the leader of the tribe, but you must promise me to make Fereljord peaceful." ”

"Rest assured, that's what I want." When Ash heard Anivia's words, a hint of joy flashed in his eyes, and he nodded solemnly and promised.

With Anivia's help, Ash became the leader of the tribe, and the war in Ferreljord subsided a lot, but at this time, Anivia discovered an even greater threat - an unknown evil force was invading the land!

What scared her even more was that her immaculate ice and snow magic had begun to turn black and corrupt, like poison in the water source, and this dark power had spread into Ferreljord.

Once this power penetrates, Ferreljord will be in perpetual darkness and nightmares, and her mind will be corrupted and controlled.

Absolutely, absolutely not!

There was a hint of determination in Anivia's eyes, she could not afford to watch Ferreljord be corrupted by this evil force, she had to protect the land.

"Boom..."

The dull sound of the heavens and the earth cracking, as if the whole heaven and earth were about to shatter.

Such a shock, even standing in Anivia's memory, made Xiao Jue feel inexplicably frightened, in front of his eyes, it was the battle between Anivia and the 'thick black'.

Xiao Jue could see that this 'thick black' was split into many parts to invade every piece of land in the Valoran Continent, but even if it was a part, the power was quite terrifying, and Anivia, as an ancient god, couldn't defeat him!

In the end, it was Anivia who tried her best to destroy her body before she defeated this small 'thick black'.

The forces of evil have been temporarily driven out of the land of Ferreljord, but Anivia's body has been destroyed and once again fallen into a deep sleep.

For Anivia, every slumber is a 'death', and when she dies, everything changes dramatically.

During the period of her slumber, not only Ferreljord, but also the entire Valoran continent experienced earth-shaking changes and disasters, and the gods joined forces to drive the evil forces to the other side of the weak water, and gathered divine power to create a barrier of weak water to protect the last corner of the Valoran continent.

Now, because of Xiao Jue's appearance, Ainivia has awakened, although in a short period of time, her physical body cannot be reshaped, but once her soul is awakened, this is a 'rebirth'.

The rebirth of Anivia means that a new era is about to begin, but is this era the era of light triumphing over evil, or the era of evil ruling everything!?

"I have passed on part of my power to you, and I hope you can really save Valoran." Xiao Jue had just woken up from the dream, and even his thoughts were still immersed in the picture just now, and the voice of Anivia's old man had already sounded above his head.

Save Valoran....

After seeing the tragedy of the duel with the thick black in Anivia's memory, and her determination to protect Ferreljord at the cost of destroying her body, Xiao Jue had a new understanding of these five words.

He didn't know if he could really do it, but he knew that as long as there was the slightest opportunity, he would do whatever it took to do it. (To be continued.) )