Chapter 122

Just as Nostradamus stepped out and passed through the dark blue space-time gate, he immediately felt that his body had turned into some kind of unspeakable strange existence between soul and matter in an instant. Guided by the magic rune, the old mage simply crossed the gap between the world and the world and came to the other side of the gate.

The powerful soul at the level of "soul's extreme meaning" can make Nostradamus see many things that others can't see. When he passes through the cracks of the world, he can see that there is indeed a narrow space-time channel expanding slowly near his destination, and the vast chaos is surging, Seems to want to open a hole in the world barrier again.

——At this speed, it will probably take more than a month for the time and space gate to reopen. I'm not in a hurry.

Nostradamus estimated in his heart, at the same time, his body also completely through the dark blue door, one foot has stood on the white ice and snow.

At the moment of the end of the teleportation, the old mage covered his forehead. While he kept his balance, he also suppressed the dizziness in his mind. The old man with white hair sighed, "no matter how many times or can't get used to it... It seems that as long as he is human, he can't bear the confusion brought by teleportation."

At the end of the speech, he looked around. The mountains and forests covered with silver came into his eyes. The clouds turned and blocked the brightness of the two moons. Nostradamus straightened his glasses and looked at the situation nearby: "it's true that he hasn't been here for a long time. It seems that his last visit to the North was more than 20 years ago... So where is this?"

Due to the inevitable interference of natural factors, the time and space door of the old mage was a little crooked. He did not come to his expected destination, that is, the black forest fortress led by Moldova, but appeared in a strange place.

Looking up at the sky to determine the trajectory of the moon and clouds, and then observing the distant mountains, Nostradamus said thoughtfully, "it's too far away. It's actually transmitted to the north of the great AEAS mountains... There are too many narrow channels in time and space here. Even for me, it's a little difficult to carry out coordinate free fixed-point transmission."

"Fly over."

After setting the next course of action, he used the magic to determine the direction once more. Nostradamus nodded, then stretched out his left hand with two blue magic rings and pressed it towards the void.

In an instant, the magic surged and the elements churned. The cold wind in the North was easily controlled by the twinkling light of the two magic rings. The atmosphere and gravity were arranged together under the power of the magic. The invisible power turned into a gorgeous spinning array, condensed into a flying carpet, appeared under the old magician, and then lifted it into the air.

"Now that it's sent to the north, there's no need to rush there directly... I'm more interested in Joshua of Radcliffe's family than I'm going to seal the time gate right away."

Encased in magic, Nostradamus, who has risen several kilometers high, has passed through the clouds and seen the bright double moon again. Standing in the void, he mumbles to himself: "it's incredible to destroy the time gate with his own power."

No matter what kind of time and space gate it is, the complexity of its structure and the depth of its hidden nodes are beyond ordinary people's free observation. It's a brand-new and unknown large time and space gate. Nostradamus thinks that even he can't complete the analysis of time and space gate in a few hours, Not to mention in combat.

But the truth is better than the eloquence. Whether the old mage believes it or not, there is a soldier. In a few minutes between the battles, he saw through all the magic nodes in an unknown time and space gate, and smashed them all in less than five minutes. This is not a fantasy, but a reality that happened not long ago.

"Every time I hear this kind of news, I feel really old..."

With a sigh, Nostradamus, driving the ice wind and magic, sat on the magic magic carpet. In the clouds, he began to cross the great AEAS mountains at a slow speed.

Time passed slowly, and now it is January 5, 832.

Nostradamus has come to the south of the great AEAS mountains, in Moldavia.

In the past few days, the old mage crossed several black forests and secret places in Beidi. The strong smell of chaos made him frown. The more the disgusting pollution approached the southeast, the more serious it was. Even after more than two weeks, the power of chaos like fog still did not dissipate, and there were still quite a few remnants.

"This amount is really a big deal, and the speed of transmission is too fast. Fortunately, the time gate was destroyed in time, otherwise the whole North would be in a mess..."

Staying over a small black forest in Moldavia, Nostradamus collected a little bit of chaos, He shook his head and sighed: "there is no way to send a large number of people to purify the holy mountain for the time being. If spring comes, the ice and snow will be unsealed, and the chaotic atmosphere will penetrate into the earth, then it will be very troublesome to purify it again."Thinking about the follow-up treatment of chaos power, the white haired mage has arrived in the snow field around the main city of Moldavia. In the high altitude, Nostradamus can already vaguely see the huge black wall in the distance.

But just as he was about to descend, he went to the main city to visit the new chaos keeper, who miraculously destroyed the young warrior of the time gate. Suddenly, Nostradamus frowned, not paying attention to the main city, but looking down at the snow under him.

In the perspective of magic power of master Jiyi, two huge eddies suddenly appear on the originally white snow plain, and two extremely frightening fighting spirits are condensing on this land.

"What..."

In a low voice, Nostradamus stops all his actions. He hides his body in the high clouds, and then releases his magic to detect the situation below.

On the ground covered with ice and snow, in the middle of the snow plain, there is a tall man in black leather standing in the center of the red vortex. Beside him, there is a girl with silver hair. It seems that they are waiting for each other, while the other one is driving a dark blue fighting streamer, rushing in this direction.

The soldier in waiting is tall and strong, and his muscles are extremely solid. He can even stretch his leather clothes to crack. From his naked body, we can see that he has tempered every tendon to the extreme. The turbulent life force like a river flows in the soldier's body, making his heart beat heavily and frightening.

In terms of appearance alone, the soldier is not bad, and even has a sense of hardline beauty. However, in his calm face, there is a frightening smell, as if he is going to choose someone next time.

And the person in the running, the whole body does not leak any breath, even if the fighting spirit is released, the whole body blooms the soul light, the whole person also seems not to exist in general, so that people can not use the spirit to lock.

"Brandon..."

As an old friend of the contemporary patriarch of the Kaos family, Nostradamus naturally knew his son, a gifted swordsman in the mage family. Brandon's performance has not tarnished his reputation. The white haired master is sure that the handsome swordsman with golden hair has completely mastered his soul glory and built the foundation for his future advancement.

But even so, he was still vaguely crushed by the tall soldier.

With the strength of master Jiyi, Nostradamus can see why.

Although they are similar in fighting spirit, they have different wills. Under the deep blue fighting spirit of the golden swordsman, they are holy and holy, vowing to wipe out all the evil and unclean things. However, in the red fighting spirit of the black haired warrior, they are extremely fierce, and they are only fighting for destruction.

If Brandon is the unparalleled sword saint of double swords and fighting spirit, then the soldier standing in the middle of the snow field is the steel God of war bathing in blood and fire