After releasing the Eagle Eye Technique, nothing changed in his field of vision.

The vast creature staggered from afar, but it was never close to the confines of the frozen city.

And the raging fire in the area where the western wall is located also rises as if it will never be extinguished.

Nothing had changed in the Frozen City, except that when Raymond looked closely at the edge of the raging flames, he finally noticed the existence of a distorted force field at its edge, and there was a warning line on the inside of the western wall.

"Is this the apparition of the Far North?"

Thinking like this, Raymond stood at the window and observed for a moment, then turned around and walked towards the door, and after canceling those vigilant and protective force fields, he pushed the door open and prepared to leave.

But before the door could be fully opened, a familiar voice came in from outside. "Ahh

But then a large figure blocked the door, and a stern and hoarse voice came from above the door. "Boy, here's something for you!"

The hands pressed on the door were quickly withdrawn, and outside the self-opening door was a large and odd puppet.

It was square, like a rough puppet made of countless wooden pieces piled up and glued, but the obscure and colossal force field fluctuations on the surface of the body made Raymond's breath suffocate.

With a click like a sound caused by the friction between wooden blocks, a huge palm soon appeared in front of Raymond, and a wooden box with layers of seals appeared in sight.

And immediately after that, from behind the huge puppet, came the voice of the madman Willard again, and there seemed to be a little jealousy in his voice. "It's almost over, no one can come near your room with this thing here!"

Raymond, who raised his head, did not notice the existence of facial features on the puppet's head, but the small wooden pieces that made up the puppet's head began to flip as Raymond observed.

In the clattering sound, the feeling of being watched wantonly was uncomfortable. Therefore, Raymond carefully reached out and took the wooden box in the puppet's hand first.

The wooden box broke away from the puppet's grasp, and the stereotypical and hoarse voice immediately exploded above Raymond's head. "Come to the old lady's place to talk as soon as you're done!"

The explosion sounded like a thunderous roar, causing Raymond's ears to buzz, but the huge puppet began to disintegrate in front of Raymond, and with the sound of the boom, it quickly turned into a large pile of small wooden pieces, collapsed and piled up in front of Raymond.

Raymond, whose vision was no longer obstructed, saw the madman Willard standing ten meters away from the door, but he stood motionless with his face like the bottom of a pot, and the small wooden blocks piled up like a hill at the door of the room seemed to have completed their task, jumping and jumping on the floor and rushing to the stairs in the distance. In a moment, it disappeared as if the tide was receding......

And the madman Willard, who was standing there, did not open his arms to meet him until all the small pieces of wood at his feet had rolled away. "Hahaha...... I'm finally able to see you!"

I haven't seen him for nearly half a year, and the hearty smile of the madman Willard makes Raymond greet him and give him a fierce bear hug!

The hug between the friends prevented either of them from taking any protective measures, because when the madman Willard noticed how strong the arm that was holding him. He immediately shouted. "Oh yes, you guy trying to strangle me!"

Beneath the wide, but slightly stained robes was the petite and slender body of the madman Willard. Lemon, who was forgetful for a while, felt that what was pressed against his chest was not like a man's strong chest muscles. It's a little soft chest that is tightly bound!

A little distracted, but Willard, a madman who couldn't breathe by Raymond's arms, immediately released a repulsive force field, but Willard, the madman who didn't push Raymond, was bounced out of the air and staggered a few steps before regaining his footing.

Willard, a madman with his hands instinctively protected in front of his chest and a little joy in his eyes, showed a fierce expression. There was a shout. "Hey, you want to murder!"

"Since you're a woman, why always pretend to be a man's wife!"

The madman Willard, whose expression froze and became a little cramped, was stunned. "Uh...... Isn't your brain broken......"

And Raymond, who put the sealed wooden box into his waist bag, smiled and stopped continuing the topic. Instead, invite the madman Willard into his retreat.

After sitting down, the excited madman Willard first congratulated him, and then mysteriously approached and asked in a low voice. "Do you know of the riots that took place at the Third Legion of the Trail after you left?"

Raymond, who was brought back to the frozen city by the bald Stanny, had no idea what had happened after that day, and listened to the madman Willard when he saw him so excited.

"Those who were affected by the momentum of your true body and fell into a coma, originally wanted to go to the peak to ask Gracie for an explanation, but in addition to the more than ten who ran away, the rest of them did not wake up from the coma until they were rescued......

There was excitement flashing in his eyes, and the excited madman Willard had obviously been waiting for this day for a long time. "Single-handedly breaking down the protective shield unleashed by the soldiers stationed there, you Raymond are making a name for yourself in the Frozen City!"

Such boasting made Raymond a little embarrassed, and quickly explained. "They were just defenseless, not to mention that Clement, the commander of the legion at the time, didn't make a move......"

"The truth is here, isn't Clement of the Third Legion sent to the Valley of the Wind!"

Knowing that this was a bit of a misunderstanding, Raymond was a little unsure of whether such a rumor was deliberate or not, considering the attitude shown by Eternal Night that day, so he had to lead the conversation to the anomaly of the Frozen City. "Willard, what are the abnormalities that will appear in the west of the city?"

Seeing that Raymond was reluctant to continue the topic of 'Clement', his eyes followed Raymond's finger and turned to the madman Willard outside the floor-to-ceiling window, and pouted. "It is said to be a projection of a certain illusion, and the forces of all parties gathered in the frozen city are waiting for this projection to stabilize so that they can enter it and compete for the secret treasure......"

"Illusion?Secret Treasure?"

"Well, this is an illusion that has existed in the Far North for tens of thousands of years, and it will appear near the Frozen City every three hundred years for thousands of years, but this time the location is too close to the Frozen City, so it has now become a forbidden place!"

"A fantasy that doesn't happen once in 300 years?"

Seeing that Raymond was very interested, the refreshed madman Willard immediately explained. "Yes, it's a projection of a certain plane that will appear at a fixed time, and then turn off and disappear for a fixed time......"

It turns out that this anomaly on the west side of the frozen city is a phantom projection called the "Mirror Realm", the age of its existence is no longer exquisite, but there are some ancient treasures and precious resources to collect.

"It will appear once in the Far North every three hundred years, and as long as you collect some kind of resource contained in it, it will cause the next appearance to change," the more he spoke, the more excited he became, and the madman Willard's eyes flashed with anticipation. "And because it is a fixed period of time when the planes coincide, this mirror realm also has a great limit on the strength of the entrant, and the last time it was opened, only the lowest-level Scourge Lord could enter......"

Speaking of this, the madman Willard suddenly stopped, but his expression became a little strange.

And after Raymond heard that only Dawn-level strength could be allowed to enter, he had no interest.

Although the number of dense lands produced by the overlap of such planes is not very large, there are various risks in them, and generally speaking, the benefits obtained from exploration are often not proportional to the risks.

Seeing that Raymond didn't speak, Willard, a madman with a somewhat strange expression, sighed with some emotion. "Hey, I've been holding the title of 'Calamity Lord' in Northern Xinjiang for so many years, but when I came to this extreme north, I know what kind of strength can be called a Calamity Lord......" (to be continued......