With the strong intervention of the royal guardians and several secret agencies, although the war is still ongoing in the empire, the intensity has gradually begun to slow down and seems to be gradually stopping.

Many people are looking forward to the end of the war, but only a few people know that this state of war is just an illusion.

The disappearance of Gloria III, the guidance of the stargazers, and the huge plans secretly carried out by the marquises were all huge hidden dangers. They were just waiting for an opportunity, and they would explode like a powder keg encountering a spark, and the Gloria Empire would be blown apart again.

And this opportunity soon appeared.

Pale Plains.

This is a wasteland located at the border of the two major provinces of Carras and Frey, dominated by the cold snow winds of the Manchenko Mountains.

The eternal pale permafrost and cold environment are the main themes here. On the north side of the plain, the majestic branches of the Manchenko Mountains meander like a giant dragon.

From the depths of the mountains, gusts of snow wind rich in ice elements blow all year round, as if an ancient frost giant is sleeping here, and his breath turns into endless cold wind, dyeing this land into eternal winter.

Logically speaking, the magical elements contained in the branches of the Manchenko Mountains should not have caused this plain to fall into such a deep ice. But the scene before us was contrary to common sense.

A scholar was curious about this and came to this mountain area to investigate, but in the end he did not find anything special. He only discovered that the ice element in this area was abnormally quiet.

In the end, the scholar concluded that this place was probably a battlefield of terrifying existence in ancient times. Affected by the aftermath of the battle, the elemental environment here underwent permanent changes. After a long period of accumulation, the permafrost here became stubborn and refused to melt.

Due to the harsh environment, this plain is sparsely populated, with only one or two small towns where adventurers gather. However, for ice-attributed monsters, this is a paradise. They thrive in this forgotten land and become the real masters here.

Today, some uninvited guests suddenly appeared on this plain that had been silent for countless centuries.

"Right here? One of the secrets of the ancient magic empire is buried here?"

In the center of the plain, Fiona, wrapped in a black velvet cloak and accompanied by several subordinates, stepped on the pale frozen soil beneath her feet, and her slightly doubtful voice echoed in the cold air.

The news here was told to her by a former member of the Enoch family. When the family was on the verge of extinction, all secrets became chips for maintaining survival and demonstrating one's own value.

"Absolutely true!"

A deep and firm voice sounded behind her. It was Phoenix Enoch, an eighth-level mystical mage and a direct descendant of the former Enoch family. There was an indescribable complex expression on his face, as if he was recalling the past events that had been buried in the long river of history.

"This is a secret we discovered accidentally. Under the Pale Plains, there is actually a top-secret experimental base of the ancient magic empire, code-named 'Lonnuchenko', which is in charge of the god of winter.

The existence of this ship is highly confidential, and only members of the royal family are authorized to know about it. It contains a large amount of strategic materials, as well as the ninth-level top-secret weapon 'Winter Colossus', which was developed in imitation of the 'Themis Colossus', the guardian of the Sky City."

He paused and continued.

"However, it is not easy to discover this base. It requires enormous magical power to open this relic, and according to our calculations, once it is unsealed, the huge elemental anomaly that erupts will be impossible to cover up.

This is also the core reason why we have never been able to discover it. After all, our relationship with the 'Golden Dragon' family has always been bad, and the location here is too sensitive. "

At this point, the black-haired, silver-eyed young man sighed, a hint of helplessness on his face. However, when he looked up at Fiona, the helplessness in his eyes was replaced by a hint of determination.

"Although I am reluctant to admit it, now is probably our best chance to explore this place. With your help and His Majesty the Man in the Mirror behind you, we will definitely be able to successfully capture it this time."

"Don't worry, His Majesty has already known about this matter and has given it to me to handle."

Fiona glanced at him indifferently, her face tense, and nodded expressionlessly.

Unlike the other world line, without the protection of her family and brother, she has to show her strong side when she goes out alone.

The other party deliberately mentioned the title of "Man in the Mirror" in order to prevent her from not reporting the news and taking private action. Both she and Phoenix knew this very well.

For high-level prophets, when their titles are chanted deliberately, it is equivalent to establishing a connection in the web of fate.

“Now, start digging!”

Following Fiona's order, a group of spellcasters from the School of Transmutation immediately took action. They stood at various magic nodes according to the orientation of the huge ritual array prepared in advance, and everyone's face was full of seriousness and concentration.

As they chanted and gestured, a mysterious and powerful wave of power began to permeate the air. In the center of the pale plain, the air seemed to freeze, and the mysterious spells intertwined with the sound of the wind, creating a heart-pounding melody.

Gradually, the frost on the plain began to change under the power of magic. It was no longer dead white, but began to emit a faint blue light, as if some kind of power was surging from the ground, echoing the magic of the casters.

The frost gradually melted, revealing the iron-hard permafrost underneath. The cracks left by the years on the permafrost began to flash with faint light like ancient runes.

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As the ceremony progressed, the cracks became larger and larger, and more and more numerous. They were like a giant spider web, covering the entire plain.

Suddenly, a strong earthquake struck, and the entire plain was shaking, as if a huge monster was awakening underground.

As the earthquake intensified, the terrifying power of the element of ice gushed out from deep underground and rushed straight into the sky. Even the sky seemed to be frozen, presenting an eerie mixture of ice blue and pale colors.

At this moment, a more dazzling light burst out from deep underground. This light contained endless magic and majesty, as if an ancient being that had been sleeping for countless years was awakening. Under the illumination of this light, everything on the plain seemed so small and insignificant.

Finally, under the expectant gaze of everyone, as the light faded, the huge ruins complex gradually rose from the ground.

These buildings are ancient and mysterious, as if made of solid pale ice. They rise high into the clouds and exude an awe-inspiring aura.

The top-secret experimental base of the ancient magic empire, Langnuchenko, appeared in front of everyone.

But at this moment, everyone was on high alert.

Even though I was mentally prepared, the scale of the magical phenomenon was still somewhat beyond my expectations.

The scattered adventurers attracted by the vision are not a big deal. What they are most worried about is attracting the attention of the truly powerful ones.

"Successfully, the protective magic circle surrounding the ruins has been lifted, and the magic fluctuations are decreasing!" (End of this chapter)