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This is a frozen, frozen World, a criss-crossed glacier, like a glass of stacked glass. The cold wind is rolling with ice and snow all the year round. It is like a sharp and sharp blade. It marks deep scars on the smooth ice surface and smashes it to form a rugged landform. However, in such a harsh and sinister environment, there are still outsider

Silhouette , an old wizard wearing a silver robe is struggling in the snow, he is holding a ivory magic staff, one hand pressed on a pointed wizard cap that seems to be blown away at any time, the white beard is dip The ice wind of the bones danced wildly, and one foot deep and shallowly stepped on the snow near the knee. The magic staff in his hand was named ‘Tir’, meaning knowledge, and the Buga people owned it.

The three keys to truth—knowledge, wisdom, and rationality—but this divine artifact is now used as a general purpose for Staff.

The old wizard slowly progressed along the valley, small as an ant, and he passed through the blue ice and stopped on an open vacant lot.

Here is a huge valley, black rocks protruding from the snow, forming all around the steep peaks, between the peaks, the snow is also much smaller. The old wizard looked at all around. There was an artificial building in the valley. It was supposed to be a High Tower suspended in the air. It was a bit like a beautiful obelisk, white and white, up to hundreds of feet, but at the moment Already already

Fragmented, crashed in the valley, part of its wreckage has been buried under the snow, the surface of the mysterious pattern was also frozen, and the apparently damaged Time is not in the near future.

“third seat.” The old wizard shook his head and said to himself.

As if in response to his words, there was a scornful coldly snorted in the cold wind. It was the voice of a female surname, whispered and hoarse, but full of majesty and strength: “William, I said you still Will come back here, how, you should have noticed, the boundaries of order are accelerating, the fragile Laws are collapsing, everything is as described in oracles

And your ridiculous efforts are simply futile. This time, there is no such fool to save you again-“

Old wizard — or one of the Supreme ones of this World Peak, one of the Silver Twelfth Circles, the Master of Kanaech, the king of Time and Space – he doesn’t change his color, even lightly smiled: “Respected Fuciakaeth, Or should I call you the Seven-Pole Dragon King, or the evil dragon Fucia, or Dalasteia, the daughter of the storm and Time’s dominating dragon

child? ”

“hmph! ”

This coldly snorted seems to turn into a storm, letting the sky rise in the valley. The woman’s voice coldly replied: “If you really respect me, how can you imprison me in this place? My eyes have been seen for three thousand years. Since you chose to betray, I am waiting here. Waiting for you to taste the bitter fruit, now, you are back here, tell me

What are you thinking about now? ”

“Fuciakaeth adults, no one has regretted it.” William replied with a sigh of snow and wind.

“Do you see the waves of the sea on the MP, William, you may guess what it is, under the calm of the surface?” The voice snarled.

William raised his eyebrow slightly: “I understand that you know, Fuciakaeth, I am here today, I want to ask you, you see, what happened in the east? We are feeling that the Lamas of Tiamat is not in the millennium. The speed has changed. We don’t understand what happened. The tide of MP is getting higher and higher, and the month of MP is falling.

The sea that reflects the other World began to become turbulent, but we were unable to find the reason behind it. ”

“What did you see?” Fuciakaeth asked.

“In a short month, we lost 30 observation points. As you said, the border of order is accelerating, and in the big glaciers, we have lost three towers.”

The woman’s voice smiled scornfully: “I saw Fire Seed go out and I knew you would definitely come here.”

“So tell me, what else have you seen?”

“In the month of harvest, our wizard observed the month of black-”

“Black month,” Fuciakaeth chuckled. “The thirteenth round of the moon, she finally appeared, how, beautiful?”

“She destroyed Caleta, and people who were there were observing the scene.”

“What is the difference?”

“High Tower, it seems to be immersed in the black night,” William replied.

“The reflection of babel.” Fuciakaeth replied: “But this is still not the root cause and purpose of your visit here.”

William looked up at the mountains around the valley and then replied: “I feel that all the observation points in the entire east have shifted at the same moment -“

“Do you suspect that it is my hands and feet?”

William did not answer.

“It’s ridiculous,” Fuciakaeth snorted. “I will give you a piece of advice, William.”

“The moon, lost -“

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