Celestial Mage

Chapter 75 The King of Neverwinter's Conspiracy

Most of the northern borders are coniferous forests, and there are very few small plants on the ground except for the big trees.

So the field of view is quite wide.

With the faint moonlight, the range of five to sixty meters around Rosen is basically in a clear state.
With a distance of five or six meters, he followed the Neverwinter Apostle all the way, and gradually entered the depths of the mountain forest.

After walking for more than an hour, the Neverwinter Apostle suddenly stopped, pointed to a huge boulder in front of him, and said softly, "There is a situation ahead, come and hide here."

After finishing speaking, she hid behind the rock first, and Rosen thought about it, and followed the boulder to hide.

The location of the boulder happened to be the top of the slope, and there was a huge slope in front of it, and the abnormal movement came from the bottom of the slope, about 80 meters away from the two of them.

Through the cracks in the rocks, Rosen vaguely saw two figures appearing at the bottom of the slope.

Zooming in through the adventure log, Rosen roughly saw the target clearly.

The figure was very short, only about 1.5 meters, but it was very strong, and the thickness of its forearm was almost as thick as Rosen's waist.

I felt that if he was hit by this thing in an undefended state, it would directly kill him.

The two short figures were not idle. They carried a large log at least 30 centimeters thick and seven or eight meters long.

The two made chirping noises as they walked, as if they were chatting, but they spoke a language that Rosen could not understand at all.

When the other party came to the nearest place, Rosen squinted his eyes and found that in this cold winter night, the two of them had nothing to wear, leaving their bodies exposed to the cold wind.

It was precisely because the other party was in such a candid state that Rosen was able to clearly see their body structure.

Apart from being unusually strong and extremely pale, the details of his body were no different from those of ordinary people. He also had hands and feet plus a head, hands and feet with five fingers, and a dangling strip of flesh around his waist.

But even though they are all in human form, anyone can tell they belong to different races just by taking a look at them.

Just like Homo sapiens and Neanderthals on the earth, there are obvious differences.

The two walked quickly, and walked away in a short while.

Without waiting for Rosen to ask, the Neverwinter Apostles took the initiative to explain.

"Ice dwarves, also called ice demons, come from the frosty land north of the Snowfall Mountains. As for why they appear here, I don't know."

The land of frost, it is said that the place is several times colder than the northern region, and most of the area is covered with ice and snow all year round, except for the fish in the sea and the moss of the ice field, there is no food to be found.

Residents who can survive in such a ghostly place, no wonder they can ignore the cold wind in the north.

The Neverwinter Apostle asked softly, "Follow up and take a look?"

Rosen pondered for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

The two followed quietly under the cover of the trees.

When following, Rosen kept paying attention to the status of the Sun Sign, for fear of being attacked by the Neverwinter Apostles.

After following for about a quarter of an hour, a steep highland appeared ahead.

The main body of this highland is a huge rock in the shape of a turtle's back, and one side of the turtle's back is broken, forming a steep cliff of at least 50 meters.

On the other side, a tall city wall was built with thick logs, blocking all the roads climbing up the rock.

In the flat land above the high ground, you can see many low thatched huts, one connected to the other, densely packed, big and small. At a glance, it looks like the cemetery of the earth.

The two ice dwarves carried the log and walked like the wind. They reached the top of the rock in a short while, and then many ice dwarves came out of the grass shed, took the log, and built it on the wooden wall.

Rosen carefully observed the wooden wall, and found that the log was not the main body of the wall, but a scaffolding-like existence. Behind the log, a large number of square boulders could be seen stacked together.

Looking at the stone wall again, most of the places have not been formed, but a small part has been built.

The stone wall is 10 meters high and more than 3 meters wide, and the gaps are filled with clay, which connects the whole stone wall into one.

Rosen looked shocked: "They are actually building a fortress."

The Neverwinter apostle didn't show any surprise on his face, as if he had already seen the strangeness.

"Looking at the number of huts, the number of ice dwarves is at least 1500, which is almost the same as that of the residents of Yuehui Town."

This number is quite astonishing, because although there are 2000 people in Yuehui Town, they also include the elderly, weak, women and children.

The more than 1500 people in front of them are most likely to be strong fighters. If there is a real fight, even if Yuehui Town can hold it, the losses will definitely be very heavy.

What is even more shocking is that these ice dwarves obviously did not plan to attack by force, but built fortresses deep in the mountains.

When the fortress is completed, it will be an extremely difficult nail to remove.

"This is very scary, I have to bring this news back immediately!"

Rosen stepped back along the original path and took a few steps, but saw that the Neverwinter Apostle was still standing there without moving.

His heart tightened: "What do you want to say?"

The Neverwinter apostle smiled slightly.

"You have also seen that the alien race has invaded the Yellow Water Highlands, and their strength is strong. If this news is sent back to Silvermoon Castle, a big battle will definitely break out."

Rosen's heart moved and he understood.

"The King of Neverwinter is a god born in response to war. When a war breaks out, he can quickly recover his strength."

"That's right, my lord is the God of War, and this is the edge of the land of gold. When war breaks out, my lord's strength will return to its peak."

"Now the power of the Golden God is gradually weakening, and it is very likely that his lifespan has come to an end. When he falls, my lord will be the lord of the northern border, and you who help your master accomplish great things will also receive supreme glory."

These words are really attractive.

But Rosen is not an ignorant rookie, and even has a lot of understanding about extraordinary people.

"Very likely? In other words, you are not sure why the God of Gold is weakening?"

The Neverwinter apostle was stunned.

"I also heard that gods also have strengths and weaknesses, and the power of a strong god can easily crush a weak god. The golden god is the most powerful god in the world. Even if it declines, it will be easy to deal with your master, right?"

The Neverwinter apostle pursed his lips: "It seems that you don't intend to follow my lord."

"Are you going to do it?"

Rosen backed away slowly, planning to run with all his strength.

The Neverwinter apostle shook his head.

"It's not necessary, even if you don't believe in my lord. You will still pass the news of the ice dwarves' invasion back to Silvermoon Castle. War will still break out, right?"

Rosen nodded: "That's right."

"Master, the master has an endless lifespan and infinite patience. It doesn't matter if you didn't figure it out for a while."

"One day, the facts will prove the master's words, and at that time, according to your vision, you will naturally work for the master, won't you?"

Rosen smiled faintly: "If the King of Neverwinter can really predict the fall of the Golden God, then I will surrender to him without hesitation."

"Just let time tell."

The Neverwinter apostle retreated slowly, and a voice came with the wind.

"Mage, my master will rise again in this war, and I wish you the glory you want in this war."

After the words fell, the figure of the Neverwinter apostle completely disappeared into the darkness.

Luo Sen's heart moved when he heard it: "Oh~ it's still a conspiracy."

It has to be said that this is indeed a rare opportunity.

Want to hurry up?

necessary!
Then tell Count Sophia the whole truth?
Of course not, it must be said selectively and skillfully.

Rosen has no real loyalty to the Earl of Silvermoon Castle.

In other words, he will not have true loyalty to any superior.

Not because he enjoys betrayal, but because he understands the nature of the exercise of power.

There is no absolute power in this world, its essence is a cooperation contract between the superior and the inferior.

Since it is cooperation, it must be mutually beneficial.

In the age of lords, loyalty is actually not noble, let alone sacred, it is just a thought tool invented by the superior to restrain the inferior.

Of course, the inferiors are unwilling to be bound, and have invented a series of virtues such as "benevolence, generosity, and generosity" to restrain the superiors.

To the Earl, Rosen was the next in line.

Verbally, he must declare that he is loyal, because only by saying so can he gain the trust of the earl, but he must not be bound by the concept of 'loyalty'.

For example, right now, what is most in the interests of Count Sophia is for Rosen to tell her all the details and let her make the decision.

But if he did this, Rosen wouldn't get the most benefit, and he might have an extra halo of evil gods on his body, which would create a barrier between those who didn't know the inside story.

What he has to do is to seize the opportunity of the war, take the opportunity to make meritorious deeds, and seek the greatest benefit for himself.

Therefore, he planned to rot in his stomach this little episode of the Neverwinter Apostles.

Thinking of this, he turned around and walked back along the same path.

After tossing and turning all the way, when I got back to my room, it was already 10 o'clock in the middle of the night.

Lying on the floor, I felt my legs were sore and limp, but I didn't feel like resting because I hadn't done my magic homework yet.

Close your eyes and perform the 'Lord of the Universe' meditation as usual.

The mind slowly penetrates into the sea of ​​consciousness, enters the first perspective of the Lord of the Universe, quietly visualizes the cosmic ball wrapped by the Godhead film, feels the power of the universe pass through the Godhead, and integrates into one's own soul body bit by bit.

I have been doing this meditation for more than a month, so far, the effect is amazing, and there are no problems.

But something was wrong tonight.

The golden light spot in the godhead trembled slightly, and then, a trace of power escaped from the golden light spot, as if a hole appeared in the godhead membrane.

Rosen was taken aback: "What's the matter?" '

He continued to meditate and carefully observed the performance of the golden light spot.

As the meditation continued to deepen, the trembling of the golden light spot became more obvious, and the more power it lost, it was only when it increased to about one-tenth of the total power of meditation that it finally stabilized.

The Cosmos Godhead program on the desktop sent a stream of information: "An abnormal power resonance has been found, do you want to cut it off?" '

"Cut wait, forget it."

The memory of the past combined with today's encounter made him think of a possibility.

He has little to lose by maintaining this bond of power, but it could be someone's lifesaver.

(End of this chapter)