Mage Joan

The young mage felt a headache.

Just now he thought that his greatest enemy was the "Mother of the Demon Wolf," and now he seemed to be too optimistic.

Angel Boda is indeed powerful, but after all, she is still a flesh and blood mortal, as long as she continues to improve her strength, there is always hope of defeating and killing this powerful enemy.

However, "King of the Glacier" Zeuxker, the big boss behind "Mother of Magic Wolf", is not a mortal at all!

The immortality of the immemorial gods is immortal, and possesses the authority to grant believers the magical arts. Even if the strength is not up to the level of true gods, it is not comparable to that of mortals. This kind of crushing oneself is far from the realm of legend Master, it's not more laborious than pinching an ant to death.

Qiao An's only hope now is that Angel Poda does not doubt his mythical power.

As long as the "Primitive Order" did not know that the "Tears of God" was on him, Zeux Kerr would not condescend to come to trouble him, and he would be able to live a peaceful life and save as much as possible. Strength, prepare for the final battle that will come sooner or later.

Yes, Joan has no ambitions now, just want to live.

It is a pity that Ms. Farah's next remarks made him depressed to realize that even surreptitious life has now become an unrealistic luxury.

"As far as I know, the cult organization of the Primordial Sect has a strong anti-social tendency, and the evil **** Zeuxkell they worship is taking pleasure in freezing all things and destroying all beings."

"Starting from the teachings of this cult, I have to worry about Angel Poda's true purpose in snatching the'Ring of Winter'."

"She is likely to use this artifact to call the'Fumble Winter' and destroy all living beings in the entire Valais world as a grand blood sacrifice dedicated to the'Glacier King'!"

After listening to Ms. Farah's pessimistic prediction, Qiao An felt terrified at first, and then he had more questions.

"Ms. Farah, what exactly do you mean by "Fumble Winter"?"

The chief witch sighed, instead of answering Qiao Ann's question directly, she sang an old ballad.

...

This fallen age

Sin breeds everywhere

Brothers

Father and son

The sword is flying

The shield is shattered

The flames of war burn all over the earth

The era of wind is coming

Then came the age of swords

Finally the age of the wolf

The gods come at dusk

End of the world

...

Qiao An listened to Ms. Farah's singing silently, and countless pictures of memories flashed in his mind.

Five years ago in the village of Poitan, he heard the same song sung by the ancient tree "Lao Bai" of Ilminsur.

According to Kandy's interpretation, the ancient poem predicted a catastrophe concerning the dusk of the gods.

Qiao An always thought that it was just a myth, but never thought that the predicted catastrophe was so close to his real life.

"Dr. Vader, the ballad I sang just now comes from an old prophecy."

Ms. Farah's tone was heavy.

"When the day in the prophecy arrives, three winters will appear on the ground in succession, first the Winter of Wind, the Winter of the Sword, and the Winter of the Wolf... the so-called Winter of Fenbul. , Is the collective term for the three winters predicted by the prophet Sybil."

"When the Fumble Winter comes, the entire world will return to the Ice Age. Almost no creatures can survive in that extremely cold environment. At least we humans will never survive those long three winters, all based on humans. The civilization system above society will also be completely disintegrated, and the entire world will be reduced to a pale and cold wasteland."

"Ms. Farah! Is there any way to stop this catastrophe?" Clark asked eagerly.

The chief witch was silent for a long time, and finally spoke under the gaze of everyone's expectation.

"If Angel Boda really wants to call the'Fumble Winter', a key prerequisite is that it must be fully synchronized with the'Winter Ring' and fully control this artifact. Fortunately in misfortune, being synchronized with the artifact is a very long time. This difficult process can never be done in a short time."

"Although the'Ring of Winter' has fallen into Angel Boda's hands, it is speculated from my experience that in at least two or three years, the'Mother of the Demon Wolf' is unlikely to fully exert the power of this artifact. It gave us precious buffer time."

"During this period, our Church in Hull must gather all forces to recapture the'Ring of Winter' at all costs!" Ms. Farah said firmly.

Qiao An was deeply moved by the chief witch's determination, aroused the blood of the same enemy, and took the initiative to make a promise.

"It is not only the mission of the Church of Hull to prevent the Primordial Order’s plan to destroy the world, it is also the inescapable responsibility of all creatures in the world."

"When the Styx Temple is ready, when the day comes to officially start the war against the Primordial Order, Ms. Farah, please don't forget to inform me. Although my personal strength is insignificant, it is better than sitting still."

A relieved smile appeared on the corner of Ms. Farah's lips.

"Dr. Vader, you are too humble. In fact, your help is indispensable to us, not to mention that you have saved us once not long ago, so thank you very much."

Qiao Ann wanted to say something polite. After all, it was not him who saved the temple, but the black sacred stone lent to him by the goddess of the underworld, and he would not cheekily grab the credit of the goddess.

However, before he could speak, Ms. Farah stood up.

"Dr. Vader, please come with me. I want to place the sacred stone in the place where the ‘Ring of Winter’ was originally enshrined, and there is one more thing for you, which is a thank you."

Qiao An followed the chief witch out of the small chapel, took the "wind-driven ladder" to the second floor of the temple, and walked along the corridor to the end, opposite to a closed door.

Ms. Farah chanted the mantra to open the seal, the door of the room gleamed slightly, and then opened by itself.

The space inside the secret room is more spacious than it looks from the outside. On both sides of the door there is a "green ice golem" standing with swords in both hands, and a vigilant blue light flashes in his eyes, looking at the stranger who comes in with the chief witch.

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·Fimbulvetr-the mythical prototype of "Winter is Coming"

"Fenbull Winter" is an important event in Nordic mythology, referring to an unprecedentedly long and cold winter that wiped out many lives in the world.

This winter happens before the dusk of the gods, a sign of the end of the gods' fall.

"Fenbull Winter" will last for three quarters, namely "Wind Winter", "Sword Winter", and "Wolf Winter". During this time, snow and ice blow from all directions, causing countless wars. The brothers killed each other.

The word Fimbulvetr comes from Old Norse, which means "terrible, great winter."

The prefix "Fimbl" means "big", so the correct interpretation of the word is "great winter".

In Denmark, Norway, Sweden and other Nordic countries, Fimbulvetr is still used to refer to an unusually cold and harsh winter.