"boom!"

The old man gently pulled the bowstring, and a ripple spread out, carrying an unparalleled power that even the void could not withstand, blasting through hundreds of miles of icebergs!

Even the snow-capped peak temporarily forged by the frost dragon was blasted into a massive avalanche covering thousands of miles, causing the frost giants, ice wolves, snow foxes, and other monsters that roamed the far north to flee.

After the avalanche subsided, the group of demons looked at each other, all seeing the grief and indignation in each other's eyes.

Who the hell is so heartless? Our hard-earned home has been destroyed by this undeserved disaster. What the hell did we do to deserve this?

The human-like snow fox shed tears for the weak, licked its paws, carried its cub, and cried.

The avalanche was caused by the old man's slight movement of pulling the bowstring, which is enough to illustrate the terrifying nature of this bow. One arrow can blast the sky apart. No matter how fast your horse runs, if it is caught by this arrow, your horse will surely die!

"My lord, the far north covers too vast an area. Should we mobilize manpower now and steadily advance..."

The temple knight knelt on one knee, his left hand held across his chest, as a gesture.

But as if sensing something, it raised its head, its pupils reflecting three streaks of light that stretched across the sky, tearing apart the white and gray weather, leaving only a fleeting moment of dazzling brilliance!

Temple Knight: "???"

"Yes, you're right. I have my own way of finding out the lurking demon king, but it's too troublesome to mobilize my subordinates. Let's just wipe out the far north."

The old man laughed heartily, and in an instant, the bow in his hand was replaced by a bottle of strong liquor. He took a swig, and his white hair immediately began to flutter, his hair standing on end in anger.

I estimate that the three arrows shot will deter that scoundrel who's trying to hook up with my great-granddaughter, and it would be best if he could kill his eight-legged steed and roast its meat!

"Smack!"

Under this crude drinking, a few drops of strong liquor fell on the snow after the avalanche, as if a thunderclap had exploded. The magma that had been brewing underground gushed out, with rolling lava and raging flames. As a result, the group of monsters, dragging their families along, ran away with their legs spread and their cubs in their mouths, looking on with grief and indignation!

Damn, it could be even more dog-like!

Are you even human?!

"Erase...the far north?"

The temple knight froze, his cheek twitched, and then his expression returned to respect.

The forces entrenched in the far north are not limited to Northern Europe at the continental level; they also include the Eastern Continent, the origin of orcs, the Dawn Land, where powerful individuals gather, the Twin Moon Realm, where machinery is prevalent, and even the most prosperous Deslanca, where forces have infiltrated.

If his own enforcer dared to smash through the entire road and wipe out the far north, he was confident that the next day, many forces would form an alliance to suppress the Tower of Heras, and the tower master would 100% kill the old man as a sacrifice to appease the anger of the people.

"Don't worry, I have the guidance of the Destiny Cards. Within a week, that Demon King will naturally appear before me."

The old man was full of confidence. He took out a tarot card from his palm. It was engraved with exquisite patterns, but the surface of the card was covered with a hazy mist.

Guided by fate, the fog gradually dissipates, and we will surely find the Demon King's traces.

"boom!"

The sky was shrouded in mist and suddenly darkened. An invisible storm whipped up frost, making the temple knights uneasy.

"The Winter Calamity, which only occurs once every four years, has broken out ahead of schedule!"

His eyes were wide open, his gaze deep, fixed on the center of the far north, thousands of miles away. A towering building stretched across the void, its entire body bound by chains. Above it, the void was torn open, revealing a sun radiating the hues of twilight. A dense river of time flowed down, nurturing the illusory image of this palace, attempting to materialize it and summon it from the banks of the ancient river of time!

In an instant, the palace came into view, and the temple knight's pupils shrank. His platinum-level defenses automatically activated to resist this divine object that could not be looked at directly!

But the armor crumbled, like a sand sculpture on a beach easily destroyed by the waves, dissolved by the void around it, leaving not a trace.

Even the strongest beings who break free from the constraints of the Gold rank and step into the Platinum rank cannot withstand the first glance at this palace.

It was as if this was blasphemy against a divine object!

Even if there are tens of thousands of platinum-level powerhouses with the characteristic of a furnace, gods are still incomprehensible high-dimensional beings.

"Why did this miracle, which only happens once every four years, occur a week earlier this year?!"

The old man stroked his long beard, a pale gold-trimmed magic robe draped over his body, and his pupils erupted with platinum eyes capable of analyzing everything, yet he remained the same as he had four years ago.

nothingness……

In his eyes, the palace was nothingness...

"Bang!"

One of his eyeballs burst out of a bloody mist. The old man trembled, gritting his teeth as he endured the mental impact of the palace phantom.

This is just a phantom!

It is conceivable that if its true form were to descend, the far north, spanning tens of thousands of miles, would be reduced to ruins without any surprise.

He steadied himself, enveloped by a layer of time, and in an instant, his state reverted to ten seconds ago. His eagle eyes revealed a rare sharpness, and he was completely unharmed.

He leaped into the sky, standing atop the void, his gaze sweeping over most of the far north!

The snow-capped mountains are a vast expanse of white, stretching as far as the eye can see. The mountain range, covered in snow, is home to monsters of unusual shapes.

Beyond the horizon lies the edge of the far north, a vast, unreachable ocean, dotted with floating ice floes and covered in frost and snow.

But at sea, there are mountains frozen in ice and snow, stretching for thousands of miles, traversing the ocean, and connecting to the land of dawn thousands of miles away!

What kind of power could create such a spectacle?

god……

"Whoosh!"

As time flew by, more figures emerged from the void, like sharks that had smelled blood, rushing over quickly.

...

"Wow!"

On the surface of a basin of water rippling with golden light, a ring of bones fluttered and moved about as if undergoing a violent chemical reaction.

Bishop Nord, who lived inside, was bathed in a pool of golden sulfuric acid, foaming at the corners of his mouth, embarking on his journey home in another form.

"As expected, everything left behind by the Demon King is tainted with ominous power."

Xiao Han stared at the Gluttony Ring dancing in the disco, a look of relief on his face. He couldn't help but sigh, "Fortunately, I've always been self-disciplined and have developed the good habit of washing my hands before meals. Even if it's an inheritance left by a kind person, I have to wash it to disinfect and sterilize it. I'll start with myself."

"Have you learned it?"

Xiao Han turned his head, and the knights led by Ba E nodded in agreement.

The city lord truly lives up to his reputation as a sage; even a casual remark he makes is full of life philosophy, and even when it comes to combat, there are principles for survival.

The group looked up at the towering sacred tree, and then listened to the little fox's casual remark. They felt a sense of urgency. Since it was the sage himself who spoke, they should write it down and include it as one of the little fox's doctrines.

Hmm, the aloof and arrogant crocodile has joined the cult...