Witch, don't be so lazy

But the result was still very unexpected.

She didn't have to spend much magic power, and the sacrificial ceremony was over in an instant.

Because the Lord of Dark Sun responded very quickly, he just said hello and he couldn't wait to come over and swallowed the thing in one gulp.

Maybe the child has eaten too much junk food, and now that he has a good appetite, he is more proactive...

The young priest criticized the god without any hesitation.

Oh, of course, be grateful.

Because in return, the Lord of Dark Sun gave her a spell called "Holy Flame Summoning", which is an advanced version of the "Holy Flame Spell", but she has not accepted it yet.

Mainly following the process from last time, the process of receiving the power takes some time, and it also makes me weak for a while, but now...

Anko raised his head, and so did the lamb.

With the fall of the Crow God and his followers, this demiplane, the "Valley of Falling Snow", underwent tremendous changes.

The falling snow in the sky was originally three colors.

Pure white, black gray, bright red.

But now only white remains.

If this is the case, there is nothing strange about it, but the problem is that the snow did not fall randomly, but all drifted in the same direction.

It is the only part of the castle fortress that still retains its intact structure, the obelisk near the top of the mountain.

Not only the snow, but even the magic from all around continued to gather in that place.

Anke and the lamb looked at each other.

"go!"

……

Step into the ruins of the castle.

In addition to the ruins that are obviously elven-style, you can actually see some special things.

For example, bloodstains, the corpses of crow-shaped monsters, and fragments of ice crystals.

There's nothing much to say about the first two, but the ice crystal fragments are interesting, they are all broken into pieces by knights and warriors.

Anke remembered what the dark wizard said during the ceremony: "Pray for your grace to help us defeat our evil enemy."

The evil enemy in their eyes, considering this demiplane, is 100% the Frostwing Clan!

But the problem is...

"Yang Bao, have you seen or sensed any other spiritual beings?"

“I haven’t noticed yet.”

The lamb shook his head. "Maybe...it's all on that obelisk?"

Anke also agreed.

Malchana's blessing has not yet arrived because the sacrifice needs to be completed under the ice dragon statue, but the statue has not been seen yet, so it is probably on that tower.

They walked cautiously all the way to the tower.

No accidents were encountered.

Looking at the huge ice-blue gate, Anke jumped onto the lamb's head. The latter also arranged the shield and held the cloak.

Subsequently.

Push the door open and enter.

Chapter 84: Spirit of Nature

Previously, standing at the bottom of the valley, Anke raised his head and looked at the obelisk of the castle in the distance. He was amazed at the dreamy color combination. The top was a crimson spire, and in the middle was a pure white tower body with a marble texture, occasionally decorated with some emerald patterns.

Therefore, before pushing open the heavy door, she thought she would see a magnificent palace.

But in reality, it seemed extremely empty. There were no gorgeous chandeliers, no exquisite reliefs, and even no benches or other objects.

There was only a huge altar at the end of the field of vision, but there was nothing on the altar.

The colors around are also very monotonous, almost all pure ice blue.

There are only two places that are different from others, namely the murals on the ceiling and the floor.

The first thing Anke saw was the painting on the ground.

The background of the picture is the night, and three incredible figures are depicted on it.

First, there is the eagle soaring in the sky, soaring above the storm and dark clouds, with thousands of thunderbolts following beside it, as if it had forged new wings with thunderbolts;

Then came the giant black snake coiled on the ground, with horns on its head, its tail buried in the soil, and long tendrils branching out like ancient trees;

Finally, there is a graceful mermaid lying in the center of a whirlpool in the sea. Her face is not clear because it is blocked by a dark blue bottle. Sea water and ice flow out of the bottle, and there are fish, shrimps and shells in between.

Almost instantly, Anke recognized the giant black snake and the dark blue bottle.

"Yangbao, look, isn't the image of the snake exactly the same as the one on this shield? That bottle also looks very familiar."

"Of course, because they are Veles and Rusalka."

The lamb whispered, "This painting depicts all the ancient gods worshipped by the elves—Pellon, the king of thunder and storms, whose name comes from the commotion caused by thunder; Veles, the ancient serpent that rules the earth, and even, according to legend, once became the ruler of the abyss; and finally, Rusaka, the god who created the endless ocean and is also the controller of the cold."

"The brooch, the shield, and the bottle—these three treasures are named after them."

Glancing at the floating props, the lamb continued, "However, they all perished over the ages. At least as far as I know, by the time of the Laurel Dynasty, the elves had already worshipped the new Three Gods."

She pointed upwards at the ceiling painting.

The scenes and gods depicted in this mural are even more familiar.

First, there was the towering giant tree standing between heaven and earth, its emerald green trunk and leaves extending in all directions, as if supporting the entire sky; then there was the quiet moon hanging in the night sky, its bright moonlight illuminating the world; finally, there was the distant snowfield, with the howling cold north wind.

"The ancient forest god and the noble moon goddess both have multiple followers and elven clans. However, the latest of the Northern Gods, the Winter Witch Malchana, only has one follower—"

The lamb paused and looked forward with Anke.

The temperature in the obelisk was dropping rapidly.

The heavy snow was like goose feathers, floating into the room through the open windows, mixed with the cold wind, and constantly gathered on the empty altar, slowly outlining the ancient and majestic giant beast.

It was a giant dragon made entirely of ice and snow.

The ferocious head was raised high, and the whole body was covered with bright and pure sky blue scales. The slender and powerful body was full of unspeakable beauty of power. The huge wings were spread out and covered with frost and ice crystals, and the terrifying cold air spread all around.

It was clearly just a statue, but the moment Anke saw the other person, his body trembled involuntarily.

If it weren't for the Moon Snow Owl's transformation that increased her soul's resilience, the remaining dragon power would have been enough to make her stiffen and fall.

That was the statue of the frost dragon that she had seen on the screen when she accepted the mission.

"—Smaug, the Winter Dragon, the origin of the Frostwing clan's name and totem. It turns out this is his demiplane."

The lamb spoke in a very soft voice, fearing that a high pitch would disturb the distant dead souls.

“He once managed to stop the attacks of Antika and Muni, and even successfully killed the Walking Dead House. However, he ultimately fell into the shadow world, unable to resist the erosion of the Shadow Cat, and drowned in the endless darkness…”

She changed the subject, her magic flowing, and released a low command, "...liberation!"

then.

The floating "Shield of Villes" and "Mountain Crusher Hammer" began to glow, and a large amount of magic power gathered on these two treasures.

"What's wrong?"

Anke couldn't help but ask.

"Be careful. No matter how you lived, the residue left after death is extremely dangerous. We must prevent contamination and the birth of evil creatures. Otherwise, like that dark wizard, you will become twisted and insane."

The lamb paused and said, "Little Fat Dove, you said you heard Malchana's call. What did He want you to do?"

"...sacrifice"

An Ke couldn't help scratching his head. "But He didn't tell me what to do. I can't just go over and bow a few times, right?"

While speaking, she couldn't help but mutter in her heart.

Could this all be a trap set by Malchana?

He deliberately lured me to this half plane, first wiped out the remnants and followers of the Crow God Muni, and then tricked me into the obelisk to merge into the evil creature of the Winter Dragon... uh, it seems that the order is wrong.

If it weren't for the lamb, he should have sneaked into the obelisk, then merged with the remnants of the Winter Dragon, and finally fought with the Raven God.

This also explains why this mission is far more difficult than her level, because she doesn't need to fight against dark wizards at all, she only needs a vessel to carry power...

An Ke thought a lot in an instant, her brows furrowed.

The lamb under her tensed its whole body.

"The magic power is still gathering, and something is already awakening."

The voice just fell.

The palace underwent earth-shaking changes. The falling snow mixed with the cold air, forming an ice dragon statue. Ice sculptures appeared one after another in the originally empty venue.

All of them are armored ice crystal guards, wearing elven armor and weapons that are no different from those of the Frostwing Clan. They can be considered summons.

No wonder ice crystal fragments can always be found around the monster remains in the castle ruins outside.

But compared to these, the most important thing is the ice dragon statue.

Just like waking up from sleep.

The statue began to tremble slightly, shaking off layers of ice and frost. First, the huge claws, then the body and wings, then the slender neck, and finally the head. The wheel-sized eyes lit up, the ice-blue pupils, with awe-inspiring majesty.

It's alive.

The ice dragon raised its head, stretched its body, and spread its huge frost wings. It looked down at the two tiny creatures in front of it, and its eyes quickly locked on the floating treasure.

Perhaps it realized in an instant that it was the witch Baba Yaga's thing. In an instant, its eyes became extremely cold and indifferent, like the never-ending cold wind in the north.

The snake-like long neck suddenly shrank, and the huge body seemed to be preparing to exert force, and the magic power in the perception was also rapidly gathering.

The lamb reacted immediately. After all, she had fought with dragonborn and real dragons more than once.

"That's a dragon's roar, be careful!"

She did not choose to use the golden horseshoe, but instead deployed the shield of Veles with all her strength, while the small hammer in her hand was also ready to strike.

Although Anke didn't know that it was a dragon's roar, she understood that the other party was about to launch an attack. In addition to subconsciously grabbing the lamb's wool, she tried her best to mobilize the telekinesis shield to cover herself and the lamb - although it might not be of much use, but trying her best is her attitude, and her own Eye of Judgment is also ready.

Then.

The terrifying dragon roar resounded through heaven and earth.

"Gah!"

The wind, snow, and ice crystals were all shaken, and the cold air swept over like a wave.

Those sculpture elves seemed to have received an order and took a step forward at the same time, making a neat and dull sound with a huge momentum.

But...

Encore and Xiaoyang looked at each other at this time, and it seemed that they could see the question marks slowly appearing on each other's heads.

Finally, it was the little fat pigeon who spoke.

"Yang Bao, is this how a dragon calls? Why does it sound like a duck? And it also sounds like a broken gong voice?"

"Of course not!"

The lamb was also confused now, "And I've never seen such a weak dragon roar."

The dragon's roar is the jewel of musical magic, and it is also a shortcut to mastering the power of words. Mages who are interested in this study the art of roar day and night in order to obtain the dragon's innate talent and power.

But no matter how much effort they put in to touch the power of words, as long as they fail to transform into real dragons, their dragon roars will always be fake because they lack dragon might.

Even a newly born dragon can roar to unleash its maximum dragon power and intimidate a large number of low-level creatures.

but……

"Aside from making a loud noise and causing a bit of wind and snow, it doesn't seem to have any other effect. It can't even stimulate and spread the dragon's might."

The lamb stared at the dragon in front of him, looking extremely confused, and never swung the hammer in his hand.

The frost dragon also stared at them, its eyes also filled with confusion.

It crawled cautiously, digging the ground with its claws, and moved backwards in a stealthy manner, but because of its huge body, every movement caused ice and snow to fall off.