Chapter 99: The Forgotten Tundra's Last Line of Defense (Part 1)

  Du Wei's mood was not relaxed. He felt a bit stuffy in his heart, a bit heavy, as if he had pressed a big stone, sinking heavily.

  There's no doubt that Du Wei doesn't like this one bit! He doesn't like prophecies, nor does he like missions or inheriting someone else's legacy.

  In this regard, Du Wei and Semele's ideas from two hundred years ago are identical: I am myself, I want to have my own life, my own freedom! Why should someone else's legacy be imposed on me? Even if he is a historical great man, a legendary strongman, what does that have to do with me? I don't care!

  Since arriving in this strange world, Du Wei had no grand ambitions. Luckily for him, he was reborn into a large noble family. His expected life was simple: give up his inheritance rights, shed the burden of his family, and live a carefree life as a wealthy idler, a rich gentleman. In his free time, do things he liked, dabble in magic, play pranks on people with football games, and so on. Living without great aspirations, passing the days in comfort, with no worries about food or clothing... this was enough.

  So, when Du Wei deliberately hid his light and let others misunderstand him as the family's fool, deliberately letting his father drive him out of the imperial capital and send him back to his hometown, Du Wei was actually very happy in his heart. From then on, he left the rigidly systematic imperial capital, left the vortex of all the rights and wrongs, and came to the peaceful and relaxed Luo Lin Plains... Those days were very pleasant.

  But now everything may be ruined!

  It's all because of this damn... prophecy!!

  What a damn mission! What thousand years ago Aragonian bloodline... to hell with it! Is this the life my lord Duvie wants?!

  Inheriting Aragon's will, and the temple is against it? Am I eating too much? What is the temple? It is a huge force that has existed for thousands of years! It is a religious force that even makes emperors of the empire wary! They have money, military power, high prestige, and almost everyone on the continent is a follower of the temple!

  Inherit Aragon's legacy and fight with such a behemoth? I'm afraid that even if I die, there won't be any bones left!

  Hou Saiin, isn't he? The First Knight of the Continent! Yet, wasn't he exiled by the Temple and forced to flee to the ends of the earth?

  Aragorn? He couldn't even take down the Temple back then, what makes you think I can do it now?

  What am I? I'm just a petty aristocrat! A petty aristocrat with no great ambitions, who muddles along and waits for death! Yearning for a peaceful and free life!

  For a guy who's been dead for over a thousand years, why should I sacrifice my whole life for his stupid will?

  No way!

  On this road, Du Wei didn't say anything else, but everyone saw the change in his emotions, saw the gloominess on his face. Saw that this kid was not pleased at all.

  Everyone likes it when good things fall from the sky. But what if, along with the good things, a heavy burden that can crush people also falls down?

  That's a different story!

  Yes! That's another story!!

  The old magician was still controlling the evil spider to move forward, although he was an old Druid who was good at communicating with natural creatures, but controlling such a powerful high-level demon beast for a long time, the old magician was also a bit tired.

  That night, everyone did not camp, but slept on the spider's back. Hussein volunteered to keep watch... The knight saw something in Du Wei's eyes and stared at Du Wei tightly all night.

  Du Wei didn't sleep all night, although he was lying on the spider's back, the old magician had set up a wind barrier magic. It blocked the chilling winds around him, and with his body wrapped in fur, he did several basic movements of Starlight Fist, coldness was no longer a problem.

  Du Wei still couldn't sleep.

  He really wants to leave here. Leave this heavy... mission!

  However, the knight stared at Du Wei tightly, and Du Wei was helpless. To count, he was the weakest one in this strange team (three people, a snake and a mouse). If they really fought, even the old mouse Gigi in his arms would have magical powers above Du Wei's.

  Run? Du Wei thought there was no chance at all.

  "Alright..." At dawn, the old magician quietly stood behind Hussein and looked at Duwei who was curled up in a ball with his back to him. The old magician smiled and then whispered to Hussein beside him: "This is a huge change, it's also a blow. It's normal for him to have emotional fluctuations. However, I believe that slowly he will come to understand. After all, he is the missioner mentioned in the prophecy."

  It's daytime!

  Du Wei still had his eyes closed. But the little mouse in his arms had already poked its head out. The mouse stood upright on Du Wei's leg, staring forward with a pair of big yellow bean-like eyes. Suddenly, it let out a sharp cry: "We're out! We're out!!"

  As the mouse squeaked and jumped around, Du Wei turned over and sat up, looking forward...

  In front of me, it's already the edge of the forest. Beyond the sparse trees, there are no more of those iron trees and silver flowers that I've grown tired of seeing these days... No more of that dry sea of trees...

  In front of me is a vast expanse of white ice! A horse gallops across the plain, with no bounds or edges. The ice and snow on the ground have been accumulating for who knows how many years. Underneath the accumulated snow, some places occasionally reveal the glaciers, which display a faint green color...

  Under the morning light, the sun rises, and the sunlight shines on the glacier. Under the reflection, a circle of light arcs is stirred up, which is very magnificent.

  The evil spider had been carrying several people on its back, running in the forest for two days, and was also very tired. At this moment, it came to the edge of the forest, stopped its feet, and the face that looked like a squeezed ball, let out a breathing sound similar to an old cow.

  The old magician whistled and immediately floated down to the ground, where he gently stroked one of the spider's legs with his hand. A soft glow emanated from his palm, and the spider seemed to be enjoying it, its breathing becoming much more even.

  "Alright, come on down, my companions." The old magician seemed invigorated, his long robes fluttering in the wind as he turned to point at the endless expanse of snow and ice behind him, a faint smile on his face. "Welcome to the 'Forgotten Tundra'. We are the first humans to set foot here in two hundred years!"

  As he spoke, the old magician seemed to sigh and muttered to himself: "Saimel, I've come here again. Do you still remember the scene when we walked through this place two hundred years ago...?"

  After releasing the evil spider, the old magician announced: "From now on, we have to rely on our own legs. It's hard to find any living creatures in this glacier. The extreme cold will leave a deep impression on you... By the way, especially at night, there will be a strange wind blowing here, which can easily tear people apart. If you don't want to freeze to death, never get separated."

  Du Wei moved his feet reluctantly, and behind him, Medusa suddenly said in a low voice: "You seem to be very troubled?"

  "Yes." Du Wei didn't hide it.

  Medusa fell silent for a few seconds, then said in a low voice: "I remember that the first lesson you taught me in my palace was to teach me that humans must face reality. Wasn't it?"

  Having said that, Her Majesty the Queen did not say anything else, but her body was like a gust of wind, lightly floating over Du Wei and walking to the front.

  Facing reality...

  Du Wei savored this sentence carefully, then let out a bitter laugh.

  It's easy to say, but when it comes to actually doing it, is it really that simple?

  Walking on the ice and walking in the forest are completely different. The further you go, the less snow there is on the ground, no soft snow, but hard, cold glaciers that are extremely slippery, if you're not careful, it's normal to fall a dozen times in one breath.

  Moreover, glaciers hide countless killing machines. Those seemingly smooth ice surfaces are unknown where they are deadly traps. If you accidentally step on them, the surface ice layer collapses, and below is a deep crevasse! If you fall down and trigger a collapse, countless huge ice blocks will crush you at the bottom of the abyss, and you won't be able to come up again!

  "Why don't we just fly?" Du Wei frowned.

  An old magician of this level, the magic power of the wind system's flight technique, taking a few people out shouldn't be a problem. Moreover, Medusa's strength is also very strong, flying should not be a problem either.

  As for Hussein... when his strength reached the level of a Holy Knight, he could fly using his own aura.

  "This is the 'Forgotten Tundra', a place cursed by the gods, a natural barrier! Flight... doesn't work here." The old magician smiled as he explained, then seemingly afraid that Du Wei wouldn't believe him, he chuckled and pulled out a package from his bosom. After rummaging through it for a bit, he produced a piece of paper, which he folded several times before turning it into a butterfly shape. With a light tap of his finger, the paper butterfly suddenly seemed to come to life, flapping its wings gently as it took flight...

  It happened very quickly, when it flew to a height of only seven or eight meters above the ground, the airflow in the sky suddenly became fierce! Immediately, countless strong and sharp gusts burst out around, shooting towards that magical butterfly together!

  Before Du Wei could make a sound, he heard a faint rustling noise coming from mid-air. The butterfly had already been cut into pieces by countless sharp gusts of wind!

  "Do you see? This is a forbidden area set by the gods." The old magician said calmly, "Even if you are the strongest in the continent, you can only wait patiently on the ground and walk."

  Du Wei understood.

  Even a powerful magician can't maintain flight in the midst of such infinitely sharp wind blades that cut like knives. Even if you have robust magical defensive abilities, the consumption of magic power is enough to exhaust you to death!