Tittania, the ancient city of perpetual frost.
This city, once jointly built by humans and elves, is now shrouded in lingering cold fog, hazy and vague. From afar, one can only see the general outline of the city wall and the intricate, corroded and weathered patterns on the city gate. Flowers and vines, moons and thorns, and patterns symbolizing the Green Empire still remain on them, silently telling its ancient history.
Loran Hill and Vimiya descended from the sky and slowly landed under the huge bronze door. They looked up at the magnificent pattern and felt the silence of the city.
"It's only been a few years, but it feels like hundreds of years."
Loran Hill placed his hand on the cold metal door. As the magic power penetrated, the intricate patterns on the gate were lit up one by one, and then the gate was slowly pulled up, revealing the long-closed street inside.
"Two years ago, the conservatives among the forest elves sent people in here, but no one returned, and later they no longer sent people to explore." Loran Hill told Vimiya what she knew.
"We have to be careful this time." Weimiya nodded. Today she was wearing a blue and black dress, and her legs were all wrapped in black silk, which looked convenient for movement. Her blue hair was tied up behind her head, covered with a layer of pearl gauze, with only two strands falling from the side of her ears, contrasting with her white collarbone.
As the two stepped into Titania, an extremely cold breath hit them in the face. There seemed to be extremely cold water mist in the air. If an ordinary person inhaled it, they would probably get frostbite and freeze their lungs.
Fortunately, the two were witches related to the atmosphere and water. Weak rotating air currents surrounded them to filter out the overly damp and cold air.
The streets were deserted and cold, with no pedestrians, no sounds, not even ants. The once bustling main roads were unusually empty, a huge contrast to the scenery in her memory.
The two walked down the street and looked around, then went into the houses and mansions nearby to check, and saw a unique scene.
The residents of the city still maintained their daily movements, but their entire bodies had turned into ice sculptures, motionless.
As if overnight, extremely cold temperatures swept across the entire city, turning this huge city of more than 2 million people into a dead silence.
After leaving the mansion, Loran Hill and Vimiya simply flew at a low altitude to inspect the surrounding situation and found more ice sculptures. Some of them were city residents who did not have time to escape, and some were soldiers on the battlefield that day, still fighting with the enemy.
There is no doubt that their lives are frozen at this moment, trapped in a state of neither life nor death. If these ice sculptures are melted rashly, they will flow into the sewer like snow water and disappear without a trace.
The witch of eternal frost, Kornos, is a truly apt title.
Frostgrass is a special evergreen plant that symbolizes the magic of life in the folklore of the empire. The source of the story is the immortal girl who walked on the snow thousands of years ago. Legend has it that she is accompanied by animals in the forest and is a fairy or god walking in the human world, who will bless those who stroll on snowy nights.
If you are lucky enough to meet this girl in the forest, you only need to pray to her devoutly, and she will give you the frost branches that bring blessings. Then, people who get the frost branches will go home, weave the frost into a ring, and hang it on the door to receive blessings.
This practice gradually spread, and later merged with other customs, and finally slowly formed a winter festival celebration in a broad sense. The annual winter festival party in Emenas also originated from this.
Compared with other witches who bring disasters, this frozen green witch is undoubtedly kind and friendly in the legend. Therefore, as the story spread, the title of witch was gradually removed and replaced by the frozen green girl in the snow.
Recalling the legend about Kornos in their minds, Loranhill and Vimiya approached the center of Titania step by step, where the Rose Palace was located.
This place, where emperors and royal families of all dynasties lived, is undoubtedly located in the center of the city layout. There are several layers of palaces and city walls inside and outside, surrounding it, which is gorgeous and profound.
Central Square.
Thousands of ice sculptures of guards and knights still stood here. They were in neat formation, burly, and well-trained. It was obvious that even when Titaneia was about to fall, there was still a group of loyal guards guarding this place.
Even after several upheavals and changes, the Green Royal Family still held a very high prestige within the empire, with countless families following and relying on them. This consensus remained intact even after the fall of Titaneia, so even the Grand Duke of Griffin had to support the two queens first, slowly replacing the royal family in a roundabout way.
Walking past the tall ice sculptures, Loran Hill and Vimiya felt as if they were walking through a forest made of ice, and then entered the deep palace filled with hoarfrost.
Compared to the outside world, the extremely cold ice fog greatly hindered the girl's perception, making it impossible for Loran Hill to see the situation inside the Rose Palace at a glance.
The ground beneath their feet was covered with white frost. The two men made slight sounds as they stepped on it, leaving behind faint footprints.
The further inward you go, the colder it gets. Even Loran Hill has to open a larger spherical air cover to isolate the permafrost.
Passing through the Council Throne Hall, past the Emperor's residence and gardens, the two men walked inward step by step until they stopped in front of a tall tower.
A slight sobbing sound came from the ice fog ahead. It seemed to be the sound of tears dripping onto the ground and then forming ice beads that rolled down. In the silent environment, it was particularly clear.
Vimiya held Loranhill's somewhat nervous hand, and the two walked in together.
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