Time flies.

Star falls in 834, February 3rd, in the deep winter.

The entire northern region was covered with ice and snow for half a year. Although there were few blizzards in February, the bitter cold wind still roared across the plains, causing the fragments of ice crystals to float all over the sky with snow dust.

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

Compared with the imperial high-level officials who were like an ice lake and did not cause any turmoil, the entire Mycrov continent, especially the many royal families in the western mountainous areas were shocked by such a major event.

The new generation of plague cult led by the Withered Herras has been raging all over the western mountainous areas for the past few decades. They hide in the deep mountains and forests, and use the temple covered with secret magic circles as a base, carrying out terror sacrifices everywhere.

Although the sacrificial actions of the plague cult rarely succeed due to the strict defense of the western countries, once successful, it will bring large-scale population casualties or species extinction that will completely collapse. Several legendary powerful men in the West Mountain have always wanted to completely wipe out Herras and others. However, in the face of the high priest who has their own subspace and can give up their body at any time, these strong men can only return in disappointment most of the time. But if there is no legendary powerful men leading the team, no matter how many people go, they will only give Herras food.

This time, Herras went all the way to the north of the empire, which did alarm many powerful people from the local forces in Xishan. They were originally gloating and wanted to see how the empire would deal with this big trouble and then fail, but the result surprised the group of people - Herras faced the head-on battle with the famous Dragon Slayer Lord, but ended up losing and dead in a foreign land.

This news really shocked a lot of eyes and slapped a lot of tables. Joshua is indeed a powerful and powerful spirit that is so famous recently, but Helras is not an unknown junior. The legendary powerhouses who have surrounded and suppressed the high priest were even more shocked and understood this. You know, they have not tried against Helras in the past, but they have not succeeded once. After the marriage of the other party, their vitality is no less than some legendary powerhouses. In fact, he has reached the limit of Jiyi, and he is only one step away from breaking through to achieve a legend.

And Joshua was able to kill Herras, which means that he had also reached this realm - he had found his own path, and was only one step away from perfecting himself and reaching the legend.

In just three years, from a silver knight to the present, this advancement speed is unprecedented and unparalleled. No one can do it in the entire Mycrov continent, even if the history recorded in ancient books during the Guangyao Era is included.

Even the inheritance of sages is a bit unexplainable, but this is a little advantage. In the past, Joshua's reputation was always accompanied by the impression of massacre, terror and fighting madman. Many people, especially the extraordinary people in the Xishan area who suffered from the devil, think that the warriors may have traded with a certain abyss lord, so their strength has improved so rapidly, but now it won't be - no demon can have this power at all. With this power that can make a legend for three years, will they still be trapped in the abyss? They have long swept across the multiverse to conquer all worlds.

In short, in some specific groups of strong people, Joshua has been deemed to be the incarnation of a god who secretly descended to the earth. Many strong people who traveled on the mainland are very interested in this warrior who is about to become the youngest legendary warrior in history. They all set out toward the north together.

But compared to the chaotic outside world, the North is unexpectedly calm now.

Star falls on February 3, 834, Moldavia.

Because of the ruins of Mount Mods in Moldova, the next territory, a wave of large-scale sweeping cultists was set off in the entire northern region. Taking advantage of the snow-covered land in winter, it is difficult for the enemy to hide in the wild. The four leaders of the northern region did capture many scattered cultists hidden in the mountain villages, but in terms of the number, the Moldavia-ordered cultists are the least and the weakest.

According to the confession of the arrested cultists, today's northern land, especially Moldavia, has become a demon cave in the eyes of various chaotic forces. Many people would rather be punished than go there to die. The reason why these people came here was because they all made many big mistakes and were sent to be punished.

Moldavia, Nissie snow mountain palm print lake, evening.

The sunset gradually faded, the golden sunset faded slightly, and a dull red gushed up. The lilac glow hung on the gray night sky, and a few white stars were faintly visible from their gaps.

The cold wind at minus 30 degrees Celsius blew across the lake, causing layers of waves to rise in the lake, which was still frozen in the extremely cold sky. As the rippling glow swayed, you could see the bright light flashing at the bottom of the lake.

Sukrash and other adventurers who belong to Caesar's Eye were standing by the lake, watching this beautiful scene.

Because of the ruins of Mount Modes, the Eye of Caesar and the Fanged Adventurers team suffered serious casualties. Unlike the official archaeological inspection teams of various countries and the mercenaries hired by the great nobles, they came to the North simply because they wanted to explore and adventure, so no one would pay for their losses. Now, because of the heavy snow and ice return, these two Adventurers teams can only stay in the North. While rectifying the team, they also receive some tasks to subsidize their household expenses.

How could Joshua let these two elite adventurers teams be idle in the city or do some exploration work that is meaningless? The warrior generously gave generous conditions and invited these adventurers who are considered elite on the entire continent to be the field training teachers at Winter Fort College.

The two teams, which had nothing to do because of heavy snow, thought why not? The two sides hit it off.

Just now, a group of adventurers led by Sukrash had finished teaching. After a month and a half, they returned safely from the Greater Eas Mountains with a team of college students. Recently, adventurers have no other jobs for the time being, and now they only need to relax around the scenic Nissie Snow Mountain.

Then, they saw a group of dragons.

Because the magic crystal ore at the bottom was extremely active recently, more than a dozen huge splashes suddenly appeared on the surface of the Palm Print Lake, which could not be frozen. Following closely, more than a dozen white young dragons jumped out of the lake uniformly and then plunged into the lake again.

“…What were those just now?”

A young-looking adventurer rubbed his eyes. He stood by the lake and asked in confusion: "Big White Fish?"

"No, it seems, it seems to be some kind of water dragon?"

Next to the young man was a middle-aged adventurer who seemed to be his elders. His eyes were sharper. He saw a part of the body structure clearly when the young dragon jumped up to sleep, but he could not be sure what kind of dragon it was.

"It's worthy of being the Dragon Slayer Lord. He actually raised so many water dragons, which is really extraordinary."

This is the feeling of others.

"But Moldavia is not near the sea, there are no rivers nearby, only scattered lakes. Why do Lord Earl keeps so many water dragons?"

This is a doubt among some people.

But Sukrash is different from them.

As the Golden Knight, Sukrash performed more shocked than other adventurers, because he could see that those white dragons were not water dragons or sub-dragons, but one of the five real pure blood dragons, the juvenile body of the white dragon!

——What’s going on?! How did Lord Joshua hatch these pure blood dragons?!

Sukrash certainly knew that Joshua had wiped out a dragon nest, and it was not strange for a warrior to obtain a dragon egg, but hatching a pure blood dragon from a dragon egg has always been a hard task of luck. It is so difficult that it is no less than finding a dragon directly, beating it, and defeating it into a mount.

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

Before Sukrash could finish shocking, everyone suddenly heard a long dragon roar.

In the sky, clouds were broken open, huge shadows passed by, and a giant dragon descended from the sky with a storm gracefully and came to the lake.

The air blew up due to the fanning of the dragon wings, which made many adventurers with insufficient strength buzz the ears. In addition, the superior Dragon Power, who had no concealment, their brains suddenly became dazed.

The extremely meaningful dragon! Sukrash's scalp exploded instantly and his hands were numb. The Golden Knight wanted to find a pit to bury himself on the spot, but the surrounding area of ​​the lakeside was flat

——Is it that the five giant dragons are preparing to take revenge on the Earl and rescue the young dragon?!

Before this thought could flash through the knight's mind, more than a dozen water splashes appeared on the lake surface. The young white dragons obeyed and walked towards the shore with the command of the huge blue dragon. They swayed and swam in the water one by one, following the blue dragon floating in the air, like a group of little ducks following their mothers.

The Jiyi Blue Dragon swept the lakeside like the shocked and panicked adventurers. It nodded friendly, greeted him, and then took the young dragons toward the forest.

Sukrash looked at this scene. After a long time, he pinched his thighs and looked at his companions in confusion.

A five-giant dragon with a very meaningful dragon actually took a group of young white dragons to the Dragon Slaying Lord... for a walk?

What is this?

Just as the adventurers in the north used grilled fish by the lake to comfort their hearts that were ups and downs because of seeing the extremely energetic dragon, the northern empire and the imperial capital were not so calm.

Sanshan Holy City, the side hall of Morlai Palace.

In a secret dark room.

This is a small room with only a few dozen square meters in shape. There is a long table and many chairs in the middle. The walls of the dark room are engraved with magic runes emitting dim purple light. It absorbs all the sounds and perfectly hides this small space from the automatic defense array of the Morley Palace.

No one has been here for a long time. There is a thin layer of dust on the table. But now, there is a woman with a slightly slender figure and long hair drooping shoulders sitting on the main chair. In front of her is a half-kneel black-armored warrior.

The woman's face was covered with the black mist formed by magic, and she couldn't see it clearly. She looked at her eyes, and the extremely respectful warrior, and said softly in a voice that was obviously adjusted by magic: "You mean, the Count of the Northland that His Majesty is optimistic about is about to become a new legend?"

"Yes."

The Black Armored Warrior's reply is simple and refined: "Tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, Joshua van Radcliff may break through the legend at any time and have an impact on your plan."

"yes."

The woman sighed softly, and she said tiredly: "It's been more than 20 years, and everything is going well. Why did such a variable happen at this moment? The most important thing is why the first prince to see him was that little guy Dimore."

Just looking at the figure and skin, the woman who spoke was not as good as saying that the second prince Dimore was the age of a little guy, but both the warrior and her should be, as if it was indeed the case.

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

"Who should I erase?"

The black-armored warrior's words were faintly filled with a clanging sound of gold and iron, which sounded very firm: "The Second Prince or the Earl of the North? No matter who it is, I will do my best!"

"Who should I erase?" After hearing the words of the Black Armored Warrior, the woman laughed a little laughed. She shook her head and said, "Of course it's the second prince, my beagle, do you want to attack the warlike madman who can attack the Crazy Dragon Legion head-on, kill God Capital and kill the descendants of the Ferta'ao family in a disagreement?"

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

The woman sitting on the chair bent down slightly and touched the head of the Black Armored Warrior, as if she was really touching the head of a loyal big dog. She said softly: "I might be able to save my life because of Isrel, and you will definitely die."

"alright."

The woman who was sitting was suddenly lazy and said, "Prepare."

Although her voice was soft, it contained a cold that seemed to be deep in the polar glaciers, which lasted for thousands of years: "Preparation."

"That bitch's son, it's time for him to pay a little!"

The black-armored warrior nodded silently, and then replied clearly in a low voice: "I understand, my master!"

The conspiracy of the imperial capital has just begun to weave, and to the south of the mainland, the distant sea grey island, and the top of the holy mountain.

Pope Eagle, holding a pure white staff, stood on the top of the Great Temple. He stared at the sunset that was about to be completely silent, and a dim fire reflected in his eyes.

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

The huge and incomprehensible mental power was like light, centered on this old man and spread towards the entire holy mountain, and even the far south continent at a speed of thinking. Soon, all areas south of the continent were under the spiritual sensing of Eagle. Most people did not notice this light breeze in thinking. Even some powerful people who could detect it would attribute it to an illusion in doubt.

It seemed that this was not the first time the old pope did such a thing. He glanced at the heaven and earth silently, and then condensed his perceptions in a vast forest in the far south.

Near the Holy Land of Elf, Lake of Eternity, and Tree of Life, there is an extremely huge, lush soul that surges out of the earth and the sky. This holy wood soul, which has been assimilated with this world, is pulling its roots out of the void, and then slowly condenses into the image of a beautiful elf woman.

The nature tutor, Aidriel Galannod, spent several months adjusting the balance of the world, and then pulled her body out of the elves' holy land. The great druid, who had a high status, sat on the already prepared frame and walked towards the already opened continental teleportation array.

She was about to set out to Moldavia, Northland, to find the roots of the elves.

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

——That man may really change the world.

With his spirit recovered, Eagle sighed lightly.

The black-haired and red-eyed warrior had changed what many old people thought was destined. He destroyed the space-time channel and found the message of the father of nature. He ended the plan of the Five Dragons and sealed the gaps in the abyss that the church could not seal for many years.

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

It is actually nothing to say about his sacrifice of his old bones, but he is the most powerful legend in the world after all.

If Joshua could successfully find the fourth inheritance object and learn the mystery of the initial fire, then he would not need to use the secret technique he had passed on for a long time to become a pillar of burning the world.

"What the hell can you do?"
To be continued...