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  They flew out of the snowy plains surrounding the Divine Mountains at the fastest speed, and when they arrived at the edge of the "Forgotten Ice Plains", the old magician took out his magic wand again.

  The snow around the Ice Plains and the Divine Mountains had a clear dividing line that was visible to the naked eye. On one side was soft snow, while on the other side was hard, cold ice. Standing at the outer edge of the Ice Plains looking inwards, everything seemed calm and peaceful, but Du Wei and his companions already had experience with this place. They knew clearly that as soon as they dared to take a step closer, they would immediately trigger the enormous magical array left behind by the ancient civilization!

  When the old magician led the way and stepped into the icy tundra for the first time, as soon as his foot crossed into the icy tundra's first step, immediately, in the originally calm sky, winds rose and clouds surged, countless violent air currents began to rotate. On the old magician's exquisite magic wand, the silver gemstone on it re-released a soft glow, trying to resist the increasingly intense storm around.

  "Hurry! Don't waste time!" The old magician grabbed Du Wei tightly, at this moment Du Wei was the most important person in his heart. He held Du Wei firmly by his side, then raised his magic wand high like a torch and led the crowd forward...

  On the icy tundra, the howling wind seemed to have gradually revealed a hint of the sound of clashing steel! The sharp winds, like a knife's edge, were mercilessly ravaging this small defensive magic array. Du Wei stood beside the old magician and could clearly hear the creaking sounds coming from the light shield surrounding them. He could even see a gust of wind slash across the shield, causing a faint collision of air currents to stir.

  The old magician's nose began to sweat, his magic had been consumed too much on the way here, and the short time on the Dragon Clan Divine Mountain was not enough to recover...

  A strong gust of wind blocks out the sun, heavily turbulent and chaotic, swirling in mid-air, gathering clouds, even obscuring the color of the sky!

  The first day of escape was spent under the old magician's strenuous support.

  The next day, Du Wei could clearly feel the old magician's magic consumption was too huge, and the sweat on his forehead had just flowed out, but in this cold weather, it instantly froze into small ice beads, not long after, the old magician's face seemed to be wearing a layer of icy mask, if it wasn't for the white air that was still faintly emanating from his nostrils when he breathed, he almost looked like an ice man.

  In order to save the old magician's physical strength consumption, Hussein had already lifted the magician up, and the knight stepped on the hard ice layer one step at a time, his golden fighting spirit also ignited, bringing everyone a warmth.

  "No... " The old magician's magical glow weakened a bit more in his hands, and he said in a low voice: "I'm having trouble holding on. Duwei, come over and take my place for a while, I need to meditate and replenish some magic."

  As Du Wei took over the magic wand, the old magician drank the last bottle of magical potion on his body, and his complexion improved slightly, but his eyes were still full of fatigue. Du Wei also changed shifts and rested for a while, and now the host of the magic array was replaced by Gege Witch.

  "This storm is a bit strange." The old magician regained some of his spirit and immediately frowned, saying: "This ice plain's storms are fierce, but they've never been this ferocious before! Don't you think the storm is more intense than when we arrived?"

  Du Wei nodded and said in a low voice: "Your meaning... Could it be that the Dragon Clan can control this storm?"

  "No." The old wizard shook his head. He looked a bit weak. Du Wei didn't care about anything else at this moment and hurriedly went to support him, holding him up as they continued forward. The old wizard's weak voice was right next to Du Wei's ear: "Legend has it that the gods set up this magic array, on one hand to block humans from continuing north, on the other hand also to block those banished races in the north from going south... and apart from these, there is another very important reason, which is... to restrict the dragon clan."

  "Restricting the Dragon Clan?" Du Wei's heart skipped a beat.

  "Not bad. The dragon tribe, although nominally guarding, has been stuck on that Dragon Mountain for so many years, anyone would get fed up with it. They are nominally guarding, but in reality, they are also being detained on the divine mountain in a disguised way, because their mission is not completed. The dragon tribe cannot leave the divine mountain until then. Although the dragon tribe has generally followed that mission and stayed on the divine mountain for thousands of years, there have been occasional individual dragons who ran to the human world to travel, like that old patriarch. However, if it's just one or two dragons, they won't cause too much impact on the human world. But what if the entire dragon tribe migrates to the human world? That would probably change the balance of this world. So, the gods are worried that after the dragon tribe gets fed up with their mission, they will abandon their task and leave the divine mountain, so this ice plain's storm magic array is also a good thing to block the dragon tribe from migrating south."

  Du Wei carefully looked around, those countless swirling storms, countless tornadoes hanging upside down from the sky, intersecting with each other, desperately squeezing this defensive magic array...

  "The Dragon Clan is essentially a flying race. The storm on this ice plain has formed an impenetrable no-fly zone that any race coming here can only walk on the ground! Otherwise, flying in mid-air would also have to withstand the terrifying storm, and even if it's the powerful Dragon Clan, I think except for one or two strong individuals within the clan, no one can pass through the ice plain. So, this ice plain is also forcing the Dragon Clan to stay on the Divine Mountain and continue to play the role of guardian. Since that's the case, I don't think it's the Dragon Clan's doing that the storm has become so terrifying now. I think there must be some other mystery behind this storm."

  Du Wei listened carefully to the old magician's analysis.

  The old magician took a deep breath and continued: "When I first came to this icy tundra 200 years ago, I was alone. Semel didn't accompany me across the ice; she parted ways with me in the Icebound Forest and returned on her own. At that time, my magic wasn't as strong as it is now, but I managed to cross the tundra, although I was extremely exhausted and had a hard time. But what about now? Think about it - this time when we came here, my magic is much stronger than 200 years ago. However, the result... I almost depleted all of our reserve magical potions to replenish my energy, yet I still couldn't hold on. If you and Gegg weren't here, we wouldn't have even made it to Dragon Mountain! What's causing the storms here to be stronger than they were 200 years ago? According to normal magical principles, as a magic array exists for a longer period of time, its strength should weaken due to the flow of magic energy. It shouldn't become stronger."

  He paused for a moment, and the old magician continued: "It was already so difficult when we came... but now on the way back, I find that the storms here are even more terrifying! To be honest, I didn't think that in less than a day, I wouldn't be able to hold on! Do you remember? When we came, I alone persisted for two and a half days! What is it that makes the storms here get stronger with each passing day?"

  Du Wei glanced at the dark clouds gathering in the sky and his expression changed slightly: "No matter what, we should be able to get out of here, right? Even if you, I, and Gege's magic are all exhausted, don't forget that our team still has a powerful Medusa! She didn't make a move on the way here."

  "You can't count on Medusa anymore." The old magician sighed and looked at Duwei with a regretful gaze, saying: "What a pity! You're really smart and have a quick grasp of magic. You're not even 14 years old yet? At such a young age, without any guidance from a magician, you've already reached level three or higher in strength, which is rare talent. However, it's unfortunate that I can see that although you've read many books on magical knowledge, the things you've learned are completely unsystematic and were just picked up from miscellaneous books. Magical knowledge is rigorous and profound, with many difficult-to-understand concepts. How could those books that circulate outside possibly record such things? You haven't even received basic education in magic system foundation, no wonder you don't understand... At least we can't rely on Medusa's magic now. Because she's a demon! Understand? Although she has human form, she's still a humanoid demon. According to the natural barrier of the magical domain, demons and humans' magic cannot coexist. Human magic comes from our unique magical system, while demons use magic and practice modes that are different from ours due to their internal magic core. So, although Medusa is powerful, she can't help us set up this magic array."

  The old magician sighed and said: "Don't you find it strange? We've had a hard time on the way here, but I didn't ask Medusa for help. Among us, Medusa's magic is far stronger than yours and Gege's."

  As he said this, a hint of sadness flashed in the old magician's eyes. He suddenly opened his mouth and shouted loudly: "Hussein! Stop it! I have something to say."

  The knight was advancing with Gigi in front of him, but upon hearing this, he immediately stopped in his tracks. Hussein also seemed to sense that something was off and turned around to look at Du Wei and the old magician: "What's wrong?"

  "We don't need to walk anymore." The old magician's face turned extremely ugly: "I've calculated it, and in the past day, our walking speed is almost twice slower than when we came! But our magic power can no longer support us... You must have felt this situation too, right?"

  Hussein didn't say a word, but the gloomy expression on his face had already emerged.

  "I've calculated it carefully many times, with this pace, by tomorrow noon at the latest, we will exhaust all our magic and won't be able to hold on anymore. But by tomorrow noon, we would have only walked less than a quarter of the way. Continuing like this can only lead to a dead end! Tomorrow noon, this terrifying storm will tear us apart into pieces once we lose the defense of the magic array!"

  After revealing this astonishing news, no one in the queue showed any surprise. Du Wei and Medusa seemed to have anticipated this situation on the way, even Gege, who was hosting the magic array, remained silent with her mouth closed. Although this old mouse is timid and sneaky, it has been a seasoned magician after all, and its estimation of magic consumption is almost as good as that of an old magician.

  The only one who made a sound was the new member of this temporary adventure team, elegantly QQ Penguin Mr.

  "What's wrong? Why aren't we moving forward?" QO* seemed to be enjoying itself in this stormy weather. It had been sleeping on Du Wei's back with its eyes closed, but now it suddenly jumped down, stomped its feet on the ground, twisted its fat body, and walked around in two circles before looking up and asking, "Why aren't we moving?"

  "Because we're afraid of not being able to get out." Du Wei sighed, his voice laced with a hint of helplessness and frustration. In the group, only Medusa remained calm, as if nothing in the world had anything to do with her.

  "We have to think of a way now." The old magician's mouth corner revealed a wry smile, then he solemnly looked at Duwei: "Duwei, you must understand, you are the most important one among us! You bear the mission of Aragon on your body, so no matter what, I cannot let you die here... So, I thought of a way that might give you a chance to escape."

  Du Wei didn't say anything, he bit his lip and stared at the old magician.

  "Hussein is a Holy Knight, and the golden aura of a Holy Knight is not to be underestimated. Moreover, the physical strength of a Holy Knight can rival that of a dragon clan. Even without the protection of the magic array, I estimate that Hussein's abilities as a Holy Knight would allow him to withstand this storm for an entire day with his own aura."

  The old magician turned to look at Hussein: "My knight companion, after noon tomorrow, we will lose the protection of the magic array and none of us will be able to escape. Only you can rely on your golden aura to hold out for a day. Therefore, I need you to agree to one thing." The old magician pointed at Duwei: "Your golden aura can protect the space around you, and if you hold someone in your arms, they can also hide under your aura's defense. I want you to carry Duwei forward! With your full strength, your speed will be much faster than it is now..."

  "But I can only support for about a day's time." Hussein said coldly: "A day's time is still not enough to get out of this icy tundra."

  "It's all up to fate then." The old magician sighed: "This is the only way, although the hope is slim, but perhaps a miracle can happen and you can get out of the ice field. I calculated that your full speed running, in one day, even if you can't walk out, it won't be much different, maybe... something miraculous will happen."

  Everyone was silent, and everyone's face was very complicated. Du Wei looked at his companions and suddenly said, "Perhaps I'll summon Semal?"

  "Useless." The old magician sighed in a low voice: "I've already calculated all the power we have. Semel... although I'm not sure what happened to her, but one thing is for sure, this Semel by your side is much weaker than the Semel I knew. Have you forgotten that duel between her and Hussein? Hussein, who hadn't even advanced to Holy Knight yet, was able to fight Semel to a draw. With such strength, I estimate Semel's magic power is around level 8 or higher, but not too much more. Even with an additional level 8 magician, we still can't get out of here. So, summoning Semel now won't be of much use... my point is..."

  The old magician looked at Hussein and said: "I'm afraid that when the time comes, even you will have to be sacrificed."

  Hussein didn't say a word, and the knight's face was as cold and proud as ever.

  "I'll give my staff to Duwei, then Hussein, you take Duwei forward, using your golden aura to protect him. If by the time your aura is exhausted and you still can't leave the ice field, then Duwei! You abandon Hussein and advance with the staff yourself! By your side there's also a Semel, Semel's magic power can support the magic array for a while, and as long as it only protects one person, the consumption of magic won't be too great. I think maybe that way you'll be able to leave."

  Du Wei's face turned cold. He looked carefully at the old magician, then at Hussein, his eyes shifting from Medusa to Gege Witch and QO.

  "You mean that after sacrificing everyone, only I will have the chance to survive and walk out of here?" Du Wei immediately refused: "I may not be a good person, but sacrificing my companions to protect my life, such a thing... I still can't accept it. Moreover, don't forget, by tomorrow, that dragon will depart from the Divine Mountain and catch up with us. Maybe I haven't even left the ice field yet, and it'll already have caught up with me. With all of you here, we still have a chance to fight back, but if none of you are left... do you think I can defeat the Dragon Clan's leader by myself? That guy has recovered his dragon form, his strength is almost comparable to Aragon himself!"

  Everyone was silent.

  Indeed, a dragon tribe leader who has regained his true form is almost as powerful as Aragon himself! No one thinks Du Wei can handle such a formidable enemy.

  Of course, there are also people who have raised objections.

  Just as everyone was silent, a sharp voice suddenly rang out! The penguin, elegantly and forever maintaining its demeanor, was compared to Aragorn himself, and it suddenly became furious!

  The penguin let out a loud shriek and jumped up with its entire body, looking so angry that it almost seemed ready to pounce on Du Wei and take a bite!

  "Who said that! Who said that old dragon's power can compare to Aragorn's! Nonsense! In this world, there is no existence that can be stronger than Aragorn's master! Absolutely not! That old dragon, if the master were to come back to life, could easily chop it into seventeen or eighteen pieces!"

  Fortunately, penguins have no claws or teeth. Otherwise, seeing its angry appearance, it's likely to really pounce and bite Du Wei. However, it has almost hit its head against Du Wei's chest. The clumsy fat body jumped up and down, expressing its indignation towards Du Wei.

  "Alright." Du Wei furrowed his brow, looking at this "divine beast" that he had rescued from the coffin. Apart from being able to speak, this guy was simply a burden: "I know you're defending Aragon's reputation, but facts are facts. If Aragon hadn't tricked that old dragon into drinking the Spring of Eternal Youth back then, there would have been no way for him to win."

  "Fart!!" QO came, and then he was stunned for a moment, hurriedly covering his mouth with force, and then stroking his chest sighing: "Alas, dignity! Must maintain dignity......" Then glared at Du Wei: "Who said Aragon can't beat that old dragon!"

  Then, this furious penguin glared at the crowd and loudly questioned: "Didn't you guys ever think about it? Aragon also walked through this ice field with you all back then! Experienced such a strong storm! When he walked out of the ice field, his strength was left with only one or two percent! In a situation where magic was almost exhausted and physically exhausted, he challenged the dragon tribe leader, and the two of them ended up in a tie! If it wasn't for this ice field's storm weakening Aragon's strength, within less than half a day, he could have cut off that guy's dragon head!"

  "What did you say?!" Du Wei and the old magician's eyes lit up at the same time, staring at QO with a sentence.

  "QQ raised his head, not backing down: I said Aragorn was only at 1 or 2 percent of his strength when he crossed the ice field! That's why he was forced to a draw by the old dragon. This is a fact! He told me himself!"

  Du Wei and the old magician exchanged a glance, both thinking of a crucial question at the same time!

  Aragon walked across the icy tundra, losing nearly 80-90% of his actual strength?

  Of course, having lost eight or nine-tenths of his real strength, he could still fight the powerful Dragon Clan Patriarch to a draw. Such strength was originally misunderstood by everyone... Now it seems that Aragon is indeed worthy of being called the strongest under the starry sky. Originally thought that the dragon-shaped Dragon Clan Patriarch could be compared to Aragon, now it seems that was an incorrect guess...

  But there is more important information in QO's words

  With just a fraction of his strength left, he could still fight the Dragon Tribe's leader to a draw. As for Aragorn's true strength, it was self-evident!

  How could such a powerful force be consumed by this magic array to the tune of 80 or 90%? Then, isn't this magic array too terrifyingly and excessively powerful?

  "Not right! Completely not right!" Du Wei immediately said loudly: "Not right!"

  He grasped his hair tightly, capturing the fleeting spark of inspiration within him, and quickly said: "If even Aragorn's strength was consumed by this storm to the tune of 80-90%, then when Aragorn passed through here a thousand years ago, the intensity of the storm must have been even more severe! On the other hand, two hundred years ago, when you, old undead, came here, the storm had actually weakened significantly. At least if it could consume 80-90% of Aragorn's strength, then with that kind of intensity, you would have died long ago! This storm isn't getting stronger all the time, but rather seems to be..."

  "It seems that based on the intruder's own physical strength, it has acquired a self-adjusting counterattack intensity function." The old magician concluded accurately.

  When Aragon walked in, the intensity of the storm could consume about 80-90% of his strength.

  The old magician was weakened two hundred years ago when he walked over to this place, the storm also consumed most of his real strength. Compared to Aragorn's time, the storm has actually weakened.

  And now, with everyone here, the storm is even stronger than the old wizard's last experience.

  "It's clear that this magic array can sense the strength and weakness of intruders. The stronger they are, the stronger it becomes." Du Weifeng quickly said: "Perhaps we can take advantage of this weakness."

  "How to use it? Are we going to shut down the magic array now?" Gege shouted, then the old mouse's voice became weak: "You've been talking and talking, have you come up with a solution or not? And I'm about to collapse! You'd better get someone to replace me for a while! Otherwise, this magic array is going to be ruined!"

  The old magician raised an eyebrow and immediately took the magic wand from Grid's hand. He infused magic power into it while saying in a low voice, "Duwei's guess is reasonable... but to remove the magic circle? Will this storm stop then? I think it's impossible, and we might all be torn apart instead."

  Du Wei suddenly grabbed QO and asked, "How did you get back after leaving the Divine Mountain?"

  Right! The old magician's eyes lit up!

  How did Aragon return? He lost 80-90% of his strength when he went there, and then had a big battle with the Dragon Clan's patriarch, and even opened up such a large road construction project on God Mountain! By rights, he should have been the one who consumed the most. So how did Aragon return in the end?

  "How would I know?" QQ shook his head and patted Du Wei's hand forcefully, saying slowly "You know or don't know, pinching someone's neck like that is very impolite! When Aragon's master locked me in the stone coffin and didn't bring me back. Of course, I didn't know how he went back." "The master said when he left, that there was something strange about this ice field, it seemed like he left something behind... inside the stone coffin."

  Du Wei immediately threw down QO and took off the package on his back, quickly flipping through it.

  "What is it?" Du Wei poured out all the Aragonian relics from his bag in one breath and turned to look at QO.

  "I've slept for too long and some things are not very clear to me." QO looked at Du Wei: "I vaguely remember, the master said it was a tall, pointed, retractable thing that can be inserted into something... oh, let me think..."

  "What is it?" Du Wei pressed down his temper.

  "That thing's name is quite strange, I should remember it... " Qiao tilted his head: "Seems like it's called something... avoid... avoid the wind. Ah yes, it's called a weather vane!"