The front of the cave is getting brighter and brighter, with skylight filtering in from there. The flames on the torches suddenly surge, greedily devouring the fresh air.
A young man in a snow-white military uniform threw the torch in his hand into the dark cave at the back. Several low-level reptiles hurriedly avoided the flames. In the darkness, orangutans barked, and their green eyes penetrated the cave.
, showing strong unwillingness.
The ground at the entrance of the cave was very slippery, with ice and water. The young soldier climbed out of the cave on his hands and knees, and pulled out a magician with gray hair from the cave, followed by a small group of young people also wearing white military uniforms and 10
Multiple middle-aged magicians.
"Captain Lake Harper, thank you very much. If it weren't for you, my old man would never be able to get out of this trial cave."
The old magician dusted off his blue neutral magic robe and thanked the young soldier.
"Your Excellency, Great Mage, you're welcome." Lake Harper, who was not good at words, showed a modest smile on his lips.
This is a huge valley, the walls of the valley and the ground are covered with white snow. In the middle of the valley, a straight gray-white tower pierces the sky.
This is the legendary ice magician's holy land - the Ice Begging Tower? Is this the place where all ice magicians finally challenge their limits and become magisters?
The great magician flicked his fingers and released a levitation spell, and then released wind magic, and his body flew elegantly towards the Begging Tower. Lake Harper and his soldiers came to the front of the tower crunching through the snow at their knees.
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"After a long journey, we will see you again. Captain Lake Harper, I am going in. I hope I will have the opportunity to see you all in this life." The old magician's expression dimmed - Ten great magics that challenge the limits of the Begging Tower
At most, only one person can step out and become a magician with his own domain. Even the great magician who has dedicated his life to magic feels a little depressed at this time.
"God of creation - elf who created ice and snow - release your magic power and summon the dragon of ice and snow..." The blue crystal of the magic wand is filled with magic as the old magician sings loudly.
The fluctuation of the elves suddenly caused heavy snowflakes to fly in the sky. The air was wrapped with snowflakes and materialized in the sky. An arrogant silver flying dragon materialized from scratch in the sky. It adhered to the will of the great magician and roared towards the sky.
Arriving at the silver door of the Begging Tower, the huge dragon claws struggled to hold the door latch, its wings vibrated in the air, and the door creaked open.
No one expected that the swift and violent wind roared out from the tower, forming twisted whirlpools, sucking everything in front of the tower into the tower. The weak body of the great magician could not be lower than the strong wind, even
Before he could shout, he was swept into the tower. The whirlwind raged in the valley, devouring everything in sight.
"Get down - get down - hold hands -" Lake Harbor shouted hoarsely in the storm.
"Ah - captain, help me!" The bodies of the two soldiers and several magicians walking at the front were caught in the strong wind. The whirlwind roared through the valley with the bodies of the two soldiers and the shrill screams.
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Lake Harper shook the snow off his head and climbed up from the ground. A soldier was thrown against the mountain wall by the twisting whirlwind, and red blood sprayed all over the sky. Several magicians were obviously injured.
Lake Haber lay flat on the snow, pulled out his long sword, and pushed the snow hard behind him. He used his body as a huge sled and quickly approached the door of the Begging Tower. He approached in the strong wind.
On one side of the door, he stood up with his head lowered and tried hard to push the door open - at this time, several strong winds quickly brought their prey back to the cave.
The door was about to be closed tightly. Lake Harper turned his long sword sideways, inserted it from the end of the door bolt, and thrust it towards the tower bolt. Suddenly, another gust of wind roared past, Lake Harper
Haber only had time to let out a loud roar before he was swept into the begging tower by the strong wind.
The wind stopped, the door was closed, and his long black sword was firmly clasped on the door.