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Volume 1 I am the Devil Chapter 404 The Sword in the Stone at the Bottom of the Lake

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    The snow troll that Arturia wanted was quickly captured. Coincidentally, the soldiers who were sent out had only been wandering around the outside of the troll tribe for a while when they met a troll shaman who was traveling.  Team.  In the biting wind and snow, this old wizard chose to lead a few elite troll warriors and set off into the blizzard, not knowing what happened.  But no matter what the old wizard was going to do, he was destined to fail to reach his destination. His behavior only facilitated this group of non-Leidian warriors.  As soon as they left the territory of the tribe, these trolls were knocked unconscious and taken away by a swarm of warriors from Bulidian.  Facing the ambush of these Breton and Yunnan warriors who were far superior to them in both strength and numbers, these trolls were simply vulnerable.  The entire robbery process went incredibly smoothly. At dawn the next day, the soldiers from Buledian had already tied up five trolls and returned to the camp. One of them was the troll shaman.  This result made Artoria happy. She quickly grabbed the five trolls who were tied tightly to the camp, and drove everyone away, leaving only the old wizard Merlin.  Dark magic that manipulates people's souls has always been notorious, and once it is discovered, it will be ruined. Arturia does not want others to know about Merlin.  After spending the soul sacrifices of several beasts, Merlin finally took control of these five trolls and forcibly instilled them with the knowledge of Common Language so that they could communicate with Artoria.  The first target of Arturia's inquiry was the shaman. Generally speaking, such elders often know more.  And this shaman did not disappoint Artoria's expectations, and soon gave Artoria the information she wanted.  "Ten thousand years ago, the dark evil star pierced the Arctic sky and landed somewhere in the snowfield. According to legend, it was a fallen alien demon god. When he died, his body collapsed in the sky  Among them, it turned into a series of mountains, and the powerful impact when it landed formed a huge Ice Throne. " "The ancestors of our tribe once left a warning, saying that the soul of the devil is sleeping under the Ice Throne.  The world will be destroyed when we wake up. So we have never been close to the huge ice throne, just because we are afraid of disturbing the demon and causing terrible disasters. " "Originally, we should live without disturbing each other, but not long ago,  Changes have occurred. The sleeping demon has awakened, and he has brought an endless army of undead. He uses the power of evil to transform the dead he killed into his army of the dead, and attacks all creatures in the Arctic crazily.  Trolls, spider-men, warcraft, frostskin orcs, wolvesall living creatures have become his hunting targets. Currently, his army of the dead has occupied two-thirds of the Arctic land, and is continuing to expand.  !¡± The shaman¡¯s hoarse roar seemed eerie and terrifying.  Inside the camp, Arturia and Merlin looked at each other and saw the complicated emotions in each other's eyes.  Taking a deep breath, Arturia asked, "I want to go to the Ice Throne. Which of you knows the way?" The Arctic blizzard is so cold and terrifying that even powerful warriors cannot easily pass through it.  So there were only three people in the starting team, Artoria and Merlin.  And the troll who knows the path.  As for the other Breton warriors, Artoria left them in the camp and told them to wait for her return.  "This time, I will successfully find the Fantasy of the Wind. Then I will lead you back to Breedian and get back your own honor!" In Arturia's firm declaration, she, Merlin and the troll who led the way disappeared.  In a freezing blizzard.  They walked through the thick snow and moved as fast as possible in the direction he pointed out.  Occasionally the troll would stop to correct its direction. In this terrible blizzard, even if there were local indigenous people to lead the way, it would be easy to lose the direction.  The clouds are fluttering, the wind is howling, and the snow is flying. The sky is darkening, and the snow is being blown by the wind, raging crazily on the earth, beating everything that can be beaten.  In order to protect the weakest troll in the team, Merlin and Artoria had to take turns opening a defensive energy shield to protect him from the wind and snow.  The terrible blizzard slowed them down greatly. Arturia moved forward mechanically. The violent snowstorm allowed her to see only a few steps ahead.  Gradually, she no longer paid attention or cared about the direction she was heading, and just moved behind the troll.  When she got here, she seemed to have no concept of time. She couldn't tell whether she had walked for a few minutes or a few days. She could only walk on mechanically.  Her mind was filled with thoughts about the Fantasy of the Wind, their savior and the savior of the entire country.  Arturia believes that as long as she can get the artifact in time, then?She will definitely be able to defeat those terrible evil gods and save her people.  I don't know how long it took, but the sleepless path suddenly stopped. The troll who led the way bowed his head respectfully and stepped aside, "We're here." He looked at Artoria and Merlin, under the control of black magic.  She pointed with awe and said, "The Ice Throne is here, right in front." Arturia stopped and blinked her eyes that were narrowed in the wind and snow, and frost had already formed on her eyelashes.  Appearing in front of her was a huge shadow formed in the snowstorm. The bare stone wall had an ominous color under the gray sky of heavy snow.  She raised her head and could see the huge mountain wall of the Ice Throne extending to the top of the sky. The silhouette of the mountain seen in the snowstorm was indeed like a huge throne.  Such a great scene cannot be formed by nature.  And the powerful power that can change the natural environment Arturia subconsciously clenched the sword in her hand, and the desire in her heart became more and more urgent.  They began to search carefully in the snow, trying to find their target.  Then in the bitter wind and snow, Arturia discovered a strange large lake.  "Merlin, look, this lakeis a little weird." It's indeed weird. In this terrifying and terrifying Arctic, even hot springs with high temperatures will freeze quickly if they are exposed to the surface.  But the big lake in front of me is obviously just a pool of cold water, but it maintains the fluidity of the water, and there is no ice at all - this is wrong.  The old wizard frowned and released a mage's eye to detect the ice lake.  Then at the bottom of the lake, they discovered a strange cave. They were obviously at the bottom of the lake, but no water flowed into the cave. It was extremely dry, as if there was some kind of invisible barrier at the entrance of the cave.  And there seemed to be some kind of light source in the ice cave, allowing Arturia and the others to barely catch a glimpse of the soft light blue halo inside.  The Mage's Eye continued to approach, and at the entrance of the cave, Arturia saw something inside.  That's a sword.  A huge rune sword, huge and powerful, stood quietly on the stone seat in the center of the cave, sealed by transparent ice.  The shape of the sword in the stone was exactly the same as what she had seen in her previous dream!  Arturia's heart almost stopped beating, and she let out a cry of surprise and joy, "Fantasy of the Wind Look Merlin, that's the Fantasy of the Wind! Our future! The future of Bulidian! As long as we get  Then the evil gods are in trouble! We won!" She rushed towards the lake happily, but Merlin reached out to stop her, "Wait, my child." "Look at Alto.  Seeing Leia's puzzled gaze, Merlin took a deep breath and pulled Artoria back a step, away from the cold lake. "Don't you think it's a little strange?" Artoria  She was restless, but she knew that Merlin was a wise elder who had lived longer than her and knew more, so she had to follow some advice.  Therefore, Arturia tried her best to suppress her eagerness and prevent herself from breaking away from Merlin's hand immediately. "What's weird? Merlin, have you discovered anything?" "Don't you think it's too easy for us?" Merlin  He frowned, "This Ice Throne is the resting place of the evil undead lord. According to the trolls, although the undead lord is dead, his weapons have not been completely sealed. The Fantasy of the Wind¡ª¡ª  This evil sword controls two-thirds of the Arctic snowfield, and there are countless undead wandering in this snowfield under its control But why haven't we seen a single undead after we walked for so long?  Do you think we came too easy? " Arturia stared at the lake as if she was possessed, not paying attention to Merlin's advice, "Please, Merlin. It's a blizzard now, even if the undead are here.  If they pass us by, we might not be able to see them And wasn't the undead army attacking the Spider-Man not long ago? Maybe they are fighting to the death underground, so we can break through here so easily."  "And" Arturia suddenly raised her head, looking at Merlin and shrugging, "We can't finally reach our destination and escape, right? So what's the point of our previous efforts?" "This  " The old wizard hesitated. He walked back and forth restlessly, and finally had no choice but to give in, "Okay, let us go in, but you have to be careful, that artifact is not just placed anywhere.  We got it." Arturia nodded happily and jumped in.In the cold lake water, he swam towards the mysterious cave at the bottom of the lake.  (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature. The novels will be better and updated faster!
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