Chapter 3219

【Ice and snow are the miracles of winter. The sharp winter wind brings not only death, but also the vitality that lies dormant. Snowflakes bury the secrets of the past. Now that the foulness has dissipated, you have received a gift from Fatumunster.】

【Outsider, you have obtained the enlightenment of "Fatumunster Mountain."】

His right hand had already reached into the ice-blue light source at this moment. As the vast spirit was attracted into the soul, the strong wind at that moment seemed to tear open space.

The life ring emerged behind Xia De. Even the howling cold wind could not blow this power from the soul. The four-colored spirit light was dragged by the wind into dazzling thin long light marks, and the rapidly rotating life ring absorbed the power of ice and snow around, and finally converted it into brass-colored spirit light.

The ashes of 【Heartless Worm】 turned into power, the power of the snow mountain perceived from the depths of the spring, until the sublimation at this moment, everything was no accident:

【Outsider, you have engraved the brass enlightenment spirit rune - Ice and Snow.】

【Spell: Call Big Snowball, Chloe's Cold Breath, Freezing Ray, sublimated into magic.】

【Outsider, within the range of Fatumunster Snow Mountain, all magic you cast related to 【Ice and Snow】 will be enhanced.】

【Outsider, you have touched the Witch Remnant - Ice Witch Chloe. Since you have touched a remnant of the same source, you will not obtain voting rights this time.】

Xia De did not pay attention to the first spirit rune of the nine rings he obtained, but was shocked to see his right hand reaching towards the light, holding a familiar arm at this moment.

The silver-haired short girl who was completely transparent was not in that piece of light, but on the side of the light source. At this moment, Chloe was looking up at him with a smile. After a long time since crossing time and space from 【Black Sand Pier】, the Ice Witch Empress didn't say anything, just wanted to reflect all of Xia De in her eyes in this short moment.

"Witch remnant... Chloe, you knew long ago that I would definitely appear here in the Sixth Era?"

Xia De asked immediately, and then let himself completely enter that piece of cold light, holding the petite witch in his arms.

She nodded gently.

"So, there is something in this mountain that you think I will definitely arrive because of it."

The silver-haired girl held in Xia De's arms continued to nod gently, and then printed her cold lips on Xia De's face:

"I have been thinking of you. When you don't know the direction, try to find the answer from the ice and snow. I am waiting for you in the wind and snow, Xia De, don't forget me, don't forget me..."

The girl in his arms disappeared, and the strong wind and blizzard around also completely dissipated at this moment. The huge nine-ring life ring floated in the small auditorium. Miss Reinhardt and Miss Larson, who were forced to move to the wall, looked at Xia De at this moment in shock, keeping the posture of hugging the air, and knelt on the ground.

"Meow?"

Seeing the strong wind disappear, the cat poked its head out from Xia De's arms again. But after looking left and right and seeing no fresh things, it shrank back.

The life ring gradually hid in the steam mist under Xia De's control. After Xia De calmed down, he stood up and found that the witch was still looking at the place where the life ring disappeared.

"Why is it so big... I mean, what happened just now? You were talking to us while casting the spell, and suddenly disappeared, disappeared for about three seconds, and then suddenly appeared."

"I saw a group of light. Just now... it was not an illusion, I seemed to have gone to a place."

But Xia De did not use "Strong space perception" to locate when moving against the wind.

He simply recounted the experience just now. Miss Larson didn't understand much, but Claire Reinhardt raised her head in surprise. She looked at this dilapidated auditorium again, looked at the sacrificial scene of the ancient Fatum people depicted on the mural, and finally actually reached out and grabbed Xia De's hand:

"Wait a minute... let's go back and see grandfather. I really can't believe this situation will happen."

"What exactly is this situation?"

The expression on the witch's face was very serious:

"The things you described, I have heard from my grandfather and mother many times when I was a child. This is a situation that will only appear when the priests among the Fatum people become 'elders' through formal procedures and receive grace from the snow mountain.

Powerful priests will enter a certain place in the snow mountain that cannot be explored by mortals, and then walk towards the light in front against the cold wind. If they can reach the end, they will be gifted with power by the snow mountain. My grandfather was able to borrow the power of the Holy Mountain to let you go down the mountain by yourself when he first saw you because he passed this ritual."

But Xia De's situation should be different. He didn't feel that he could borrow the power of the snow mountain at his feet:

"My guess is that I helped the snow mountain purify the pollution, so the snow mountain gave back power to me."

This is also the most reasonable explanation at present. Moreover, this place itself is the auditorium of the Fatum people, and it is easier to communicate with the snow mountain in this kind of place.

Afterwards, the three did not leave immediately. The witch took her apprentice up the mountain, originally wanting to baptize and bless her and Xia De at the same time, making them luckier within the range of the snow mountain. Now Xia De no longer needs this, so she spent half an hour alone to perform the ritual for her apprentice, and then everyone returned to Kyle-Todd Town together.

When meeting Elder Harald at the pier, it was 4:00 in the afternoon. The old man, who could hardly see that he was still in an injured state, was counting goods with several middle-aged priests. This was something needed for the ritual in the evening.

Seeing that his granddaughter returned safely, the old man was very happy:

"I received the letter you sent back. The intelligence about the cultists has been passed to the Church, and we will discuss the matter of the snake slough in the evening. Currently, all the villages have received the news to be wary of the appearance of those illegal ring sorcerers. It's good that you are fine. I thought you would come back directly at noon.

Rest for a while. The ritual provided by Mr. Watson is almost ready, and it can be carried out before dinner. As for the matter of 【Bad Luck Sect】, Claire, the Fatum people have never been afraid of anyone on their own island."

"Grandfather, don't you feel that there is anything wrong with him now?"

The witch pushed Xia De to the front again, so Xia De almost hit the other party's fish barrel on the pier.

The old man wearing a thick wool vest looked at Xia De against the background of the snow mountain carefully:

"His face is ruddy and shiny, better than the skin of most young girls in the town who are exposed to wind and sun. Mr. Watson, you must be very good at skin care, right?"

"Um... never had."

"Grandfather, that's not what I'm talking about!"

The old man laughed happily:

"Claire, I was just joking with you. Why is your mentality not as young as mine? Of course I saw it. Both he and your student have already received the blessing of the snow mountain. Is the baptism going smoothly?"

This answer was of course not what she wanted. The witch then told Elder Harald what happened just now. The old man's first reaction after hearing it was not to believe it:

"Except for the Fatum people, no one has ever received the grace of the snow mountain."

But he was not a very stubborn person, and stood on the pier of the town's pier to listen to Xia De describe the experience at that time—excluding the witch remnant, only then did he frown deeply:

"Mr. Watson, can you go back a little later tonight? Or stay directly in the town? I will write to notify the other four elders to hold a meeting in the Snow Mountain Hall tonight."

"Is there such a need? He was just blessed by the snow mountain, and this is not a bad thing."

The girl with platinum hair asked immediately. Elder Harald saw his granddaughter's meaning, and the old man felt quite helpless:

"Just to discuss related issues, it's not a big deal. Besides, Mr. Watson should also want to understand the reason, right."

Xia De nodded:

"After determining the number of magic swords after the ritual in the evening, I will go back to the city first, and then come over after seven o'clock."

Actually, it was to go home for dinner:

"I actually have some things I want to ask the elders. Besides the snake slough, I found something else today. This mountain... is there something under the mountain?"

The old man wearing a bull-horn hat sighed deeply:

"Guessed you would ask sooner or later, but didn't expect it to be so early. Well, I will give you some answers tonight, but some things even we don't know... Since holding the All-Souls Festival on time can make the Fatumunster Island weather smooth, then don't do extra things. For so many years, generations of priests and elders have thought so."

Miss Reinhardt was worried that Elder Harald was still busy at the pier while injured, so she wanted to stay and help, and ordered Miss Larson to send Xia De back to the Fish Fork Hotel to rest first. But the old man didn't want his granddaughter to stay here, and finally "drove away" her too.

The witch had to take the two back to the Fish Fork Hotel first, but in fact, most of the situation at the pier could be seen from the hotel.

There was still more than an hour before dusk. Xia De, who had nothing to do, chatted with the witch in the hotel about the things that happened recently. The story on the island started with the magic sword, but then quickly involved fate-type relics, cultists, and even ancient evil things, and finally gathered on that snake slough.

If the story is strung together with the "chosen one of fate" as the main line, Xia De believes that in the story that is about to or is being staged, these are the main supporting roles or even the protagonists.

"If we follow your train of thought, what we need to know most now is what the real main story on this island is, and who the protagonist is."

The witch stood in front of the window of the room Xia De rented, looking at the sun falling on the side of the snow mountain:

"Will it be the brave man defeating the powerful enemy headed by the magic sword? Or, the poor person holding the magic sword gradually finds his will and finally controls the sword?"

"Why must the magic sword be treated as the main character?"

Xia De, who was sitting by the desk, said. The Fish Fork Hotel was much worse than the Accordion Hotel in the forest. There were no suites here. Opening the door was the bed, desk, and wardrobe. But the good news was that there was at least an independent bathroom here.

(End of chapter)