winter era

Chapter 13 Covenant
"Young wizard...I beg you...save my people..."

It was a call that was so slight that it would be mistaken for an illusion if you were not careful.A phantom sound that seems to have aged to a certain extent, and even the voice seems to be empty.But Kaos believes that as a wizard, as long as it is not the effect of magic, it is impossible to have hallucinations.Feeling the atmosphere around him, he frowned and turned his gaze to the elf residence among the glaciers.

Is that the voice from there?
The green color of the elf residence was reflected in Kaos' empty pupils.The utopia independent of the glacier still had that peaceful and flat atmosphere, and no aura with such attainments of witchcraft was felt.

'Who is calling my name?Who is asking me? '

He made an indiscriminate call to the vast world with his spirit, but Kaos didn't get any response.

But the wizard firmly believed that it was not his illusion, but a real existence.

If it really came from such a distant place, then it is certain that the wizard's soul attainment has definitely reached a certain level.Although he may not have reached the level of the great wizard who is the chief mage of the Northland, he must have reached the level of a councilor wizard or a righteous wizard.Although the level of the councilor wizard is far from that of the great wizard, it is enough to have an equal dialogue with him.

It's true that wizards may be a little more troublesome.Orthodox wizards who specialize in magic may be highly accomplished to some degree.To a certain extent, their identities are even higher than that of councilor wizards and grand wizards.

Kaos closed his eyes, opened his spiritual network, and began to trace the dialogue in this world.Tasting the line of thought from that conversation, the tentacles of Kaos' spirit began to stick out of the skull, tracing upwards from nothingness.

It was like the mathematical models shown in the movies I saw decades ago when I was still surrounded by technology and steel.Everything in the world is clearly divided into two levels in my mind.One side is black without any scenery, only the spiritual void of countless lines and shadows, and the other side is the real scene space that complements each other and exists in reality.The spirit of the wizard is above the two, scanning everything that his spirit can capture from a perspective of nothingness.

The undulating glaciers in reality are just nothingness in the spiritual world, because there is no soul and spirit to speak of.However, the empty void in reality can cause countless waves in the spiritual world, because the wailing of the soul gathers there.Some spirit might have died here many years ago, and the folds of that howling still affect the spirit space.

This is the difference between spirit and reality.Although the reality is colorful, their insides are empty, without any souls living there.The spiritual world remains unchanged forever, but a single call can still resound through the millennium.

But this is not the product that Kaos wants.He is still pursuing that hidden line, gradually advancing towards the void.

Then, he found the voice.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, the powerful wizard, the lord of the whole north, Mr. Kaos, the great wizard. I can feel your great power even in the glacier. The magic that tears everything apart even demigods It's going to be tricky, right?"

A ripple appeared in the spiritually dark space.Countless distorted and exaggerated lines spit out from the core of the wave, interweaving into a mouth-like shape in the spiritual void.This shows that the strength of this wizard has definitely reached the level of a legitimate wizard.But in the scene captured by Kaos in reality, only the gray body of a dead wizard can be seen.

dead souls.A very familiar word emerged in the mind of the great wizard.

Some creatures are not reconciled to the fact that they are dead after death. The tempered spirit completely breaks through the confinement of the body between life and death, and walks in the spiritual world as a soul.Or some simply didn't realize their own death, but just wandered around in this world in a daze.They always have various abilities and strange expressions.And the Void Mouth in front of him is obviously an outstanding spiritual creation of the deceased who had reached the level of a councilor wizard during his lifetime.

But he is dead after all.Although the dead have many abilities, the most basic thing is that it is impossible to shake the real space on a large scale.Moreover, the dead wizard does not have to abide by the mage agreement, and he can be treated as he likes.Kaos even admired the courage of this dead soul.He actually showed himself in front of the great wizard without any information.

"I admire your courage, unknown dead man. You actually presented your own spirit in front of the great wizard." In the spiritual space, the great wizard, who had formed the image of his own bone-like black robe, looked down at the line Woven mouth.

"It's unimaginable that a councilor wizard would have such courage to face a great wizard. Don't you know that I can easily shatter your spirit? Don't you know that I can dismantle your lines into powder , into my spirit? Your soul, your memory, your world will become my nourishment and help me go further. Even so, you still want to make a voice to pray for me? What is it? gave you such courage?"

"For the survival of the ice elves, for the continuation of my species. It is also for the balance and future of the entire Northland." The illusory lips gradually twisted and deformed, and the dazzling lines outlined the appearance of a bowing snow rabbit, expressing Humility of the dead.

"The future? I don't think a completely hopeless race can talk to me about the future of the North." Kaos said disdainfully in the spiritual network. "The ice elves are hopeless. Their spirits don't have the slightest sense of resistance, let alone the concept of killing life. There is nothing in the minds of these people that can be called fighting spirit."

"So that means you need an army that can fight for you?"

"That's right." Kaos nodded calmly in the face of the spiritual body, dead soul, and nothing to deceive.

"I need an army to fight for me, I need an army to relieve the siege of the entire Northland. Fifty thousand barbarians broke through the ice night and came to the Northland, but we only had 3000 people to fight. Originally, we were looking for the ice elves With your help, I have already wasted a month. But judging by the performance of your species, that month was a waste."

The actual situation Kaos knows may be more dangerous than what he said.The tense atmosphere on the border can be felt in the conversation with the religious patriarch this month alone.The king and governor is worthy of being a ruthless character from hell, and he also holds the legendary item 'Nassos' Soul Castle' in his hands. The materials and fortifications of a castle greatly delayed the barbarians.Local battlefields can even achieve a miraculous battle loss of 2:1 between barbarians and humans.This kind of forceful strength allowed the Ice Council to support [-] private troops regardless of previous suspicions, turning that lion-like old man into a complete military governor of the Northland.

But all this is meaningless.After all, they are barbarians, a terrifying fighting group with the same combat power as demons.Even a siege by dozens of untrained civilians would not cause any substantial harm to the barbarians.Partial victory does not mean that the overall situation can be reversed.The quality of individual soldiers between humans and barbarians has reached a desperate 20:1, and the overall battlefield replacement ratio is 3:1.A total of [-] barbarians came to attack, so what is the limit replacement that [-] self-provided troops and [-] noble private troops can achieve?

The answer is obvious.

"If there are about [-] elf rangers and about three to five wizards, then we can easily use all kinds of magic to carry out guerrilla tactics and eat away at the strength of the barbarians. But now it seems that the elves can't count on it at all. I'm here. The reason I came here is to fulfill my promise and drive out the dragon, that's all."

"If it's about war, then you don't have to mind." The lines continued to twist in the mental space, turning into color blocks and graffiti.The message conveyed by the old voice made the great wizard Kaos frowned.

"You mean the ice elf is not what I see?"

"You only see the surface. What can you get from what an ignorant child says? It's nothing more than a joke from a child's perspective." The line pointed out the loopholes of Kaos very politely, turning itself into a swirl.

"Although the ice elves have no intention of war, it is before the survival of the species. The elders of the ice elves are different from this group of children. They understand the relationship between war and race. It's just because of the stubborn thinking of young people It is impossible to send troops. After all, young people nowadays do not have the courage to go out, but the backbone of the elves will never let you down."

"You mean to keep me looking forward to this abolished race? To keep my faith in these idiots?" The great wizard shrugged irresistibly in the mental space.

"Of course I can give expectations, but what do you use to make up for my time? You are just a councilor wizard, and you are not qualified to make demands on me. Of course I will not oppress you or devour you, after all, I am a law-abiding The wizard. But without a sufficient level of interest, I will not make a move at all, I hope you can understand."

"The thousand-year savings of the ice elves will not disappoint you." The line raised slightly, making a sly smile.

"Really?" Kaos unexpectedly did not ask for anything, but nodded, affirming the condition of the soul very simply. "Very well, I promise you. I wish us a happy cooperation."

Kaos knew very well that the dead soul of the wizard was definitely giving a false promise. After all, he had been dead for so long and he had no way of knowing how the outside world had changed.But Kaos was willing to take the risk.Because no one in the entire Northland could completely put him to death, even if it was a sneak attack by a demigod, he could barely escape and ascend to heaven.Isn't it worthwhile to devote a little time to this benefit?What's more, if it is fake, he also has the right to take the wizard's soul into his own hands.

If it is done, then it will be all good.No, there is still a member of the wizard's soul.No matter what he does, his interests will be guaranteed, not to mention that the whole Northland is simply his voice, and he really wants to do what he wants to do.

Kaos likes a business that won't lose money.

"Rosalind." Kaos turned and said to the bewildered elf witch.

"Prepare to lead the way, I'm going to talk to your elders about your race."

"Hmm!" The little witch was taken aback when she heard such words, and then made a smile as bright as the sun in the sky.

(End of this chapter)