198: Chapter 198 Creatures from Ancient Texts—The Ice Demon!

Chapter 198: Creatures in Ancient Classics — — Ice Demon!

"This is actually a book teaching various kinds of magic knowledge!"

Lister quickly flipped through the magic book in his hands, and its rich magical content made his brows lift with joy.

Before reading it, he had thought this magic book was a book teaching how to release magic skills, just like the previous Wizardry scroll.

Who would have thought that after reading it carefully now, the contents within were far from as simple as he imagined.

Aside from teaching how to release an intermediate magic skill, it also contained a large amount of valuable knowledge explaining magic initiation and basic principles.

If the previous Wizardry scroll was like external martial arts moves, then this magic book was a comprehensive internal cultivation mental method.

As long as one wasn't an idiot or fool, they could self-study magic initiation based on the knowledge in this magic book.

However, doing this also had a prerequisite: the learner's Spiritual Power talent had to pass muster; otherwise, they wouldn't be able to comprehend its contents at all.

"With my current Spiritual Power talent, I should be able to roughly comprehend the contents on here, right?"

He couldn't help muttering, his tone not very certain; after all, knowledge related to magicians was very obscure and difficult to understand, let alone this was still an intermediate magic book.

Suppressing his excited mood, he put the magic book aside, preparing to take a good look at it later.

His gaze continued to move to the side, where three primary elemental crystals of different colors quietly lay on the desktop.

According to the current market value of the kingdom, taking any single one out to sell would be no less than a thousand gold coins, which was another considerable income for him.

It was just that he wasn't someone lacking money right now, so he could keep it in his hands first as fixed assets.

Moreover, what was gratifying was that its value had always been very stable. Placed in his previous life, it would definitely be a proper low-risk, high-return financial product.

However, the Church exercised strict control over such resources, and wanting to buy them in bulk was not an easy matter.

After reading these, next was the circular badge that was highly likely suspected to be an identity token and the parchment letter exuding unknown energy.

He picked up the circular badge, feeling a cool sensation upon touch. There was no special energy attached to the surface, nor were there any other special features.

After glancing at it slightly, he picked up the parchment letter on the side.

Releasing his Spiritual Power to carefully perceive the unknown energy on the letter, suddenly, a magic rune path exuding black light emerged out of thin air, causing his expression to change slightly.

Magic Rune Seal!

The storage rings he obtained previously generally had magic imprints attached to their exteriors, and this magic rune seal was an upgraded version of the imprint, possessing stronger and more solid protective power.

A letter using a magic rune seal — — — —

A bone-chilling cold wind penetrated through the gaps in the window, and his brows tightly furrowed together.

Carrying the doubts in his heart, he immediately drove his Spiritual Power and magic to obliterate the magic rune seal on the letter.

More than ten minutes later, until a layer of fine sweat oozed out from his forehead, the magic rune seal was completely eliminated by him.

Without another word, he quickly opened the envelope and then carefully took out the letter inside.

The paper surface presented a white background with black borders, and the tactile feel upon touch was very good. It was a material he had never seen or touched before.

The overall first impression it gave him was exquisite, carrying a trace of an indescribable origin's scent.

His gaze fell upon the paper surface, and lines of familiar kingdom text came into his view. The content of the text wasn't much, with fewer than three sparse lines.

"Bishop Trolop, conveying the secret order of Lord Cardinal Raleigh, the ravaging of the blizzard in the Western Border is suspected to be related to the descent of the Ice Demon, and its last appearance location may be located in the Sinking Star Mountain Range; be sure to go search and confirm."

After reading the content of the letter, his pupils suddenly shrank, and a look of shock leaped onto his face.

First of all, what shocked him was that the Black Witch Church actually still had a bishop-level wizard lurking outside the Western Border.

This level of Black Witch Church wizard had been mentioned in the previous records, so he was very clear about what it meant.

For a time, he became even more wary of the vast power of the Black Witch Church.

Secondly, what shocked him was that two words he never expected appeared in the letter — Ice Demon.

This was a powerful creature existing in ancient classics, and its origin was untraceable.

But it was said that every time it appeared, it would definitely be accompanied by a strength at least equivalent to a Golden Knight, and its body contained the unique dark aura from hell.

The dark aura was a strange and unknown substance that surpassed most energy bodies in the mortal world. Any creature contaminated by the dark aura...

...would have the elemental energy or core essence within its body undergo unpredictable mutations, and it would change toward a completely negative direction.

Possessing powerful strength and strange abilities, coupled with the terrifying dark aura, caused every appearance of it to cause a massive number of creature casualties.

To a certain extent, it was even more terrifying than the invasion behavior of the Orc Race, because it was completely unable to communicate and would only act based on its own instincts.

If it really descended upon the outside of the Western Border, that would definitely be no less than a heavy calamity magic bomb, and the entire Western Border would fall into complete chaos by then.

And this terrifying chaos was established on the premise that it only had the strength of a Golden Knight. If it exceeded the Golden Knight — — — —

He didn't dare to continue thinking about it, or rather, there was no need to continue thinking about it.

Because if that kind of desperate situation really appeared, he would definitely have long taken everyone in the territory and fled back to the kingdom.

His current build wasn't very tough yet; let the tall people hold up the sky when it fell.

"But why must the Black Witch Church look for the Ice Demon?"

A thick question suddenly sounded in the silent air. From the contents of the letter, he could very clearly see the Black Witch Church's emphasis on the Ice Demon.

Normally speaking, after receiving such important news, Cardinal Raleigh should have notified the internal personnel of the Church nearby to go and investigate.

Even if there were no church personnel lurking in the northwestern force region, they should have directly sent people from the Western Border stronghold, so why bother entrusting someone to pass the order to the farther Bishop Trolop to execute it?

Moreover, Bishop Trolop being sent to lurk in the southwestern forces definitely had other important tasks on his body.

Leaving the lurking place so casually wouldn't necessarily expose his identity, but there was a significant possibility in case any unexpected events occurred.

Judging from all kinds of speculations, he felt that the Black Witch Church simply needed a strong person to go and execute it personally to feel at ease.

Such a degree of emphasis caused a trace of unease to inexplicably rise in his heart, always feeling that the Black Witch Church was plotting some big move in secret.

If their scheme was successfully implemented, perhaps the entire Western Border would cause a huge turmoil.

Currently, the northern border of the Pedan Kingdom was still engaged in fierce combat with the Orc Race. If the situation in the Western Border became even more chaotic, that would definitely not be favorable to the Northern Border.

As these thoughts arose from his mind, he couldn't help rubbing his temples hard, while letting out a helpless sigh.

Normally, after getting such important intelligence, he should have sent people to the Sinking Star Mountain Range to investigate.

But he had indeed understood the Sinking Star Mountain Range — — — —

This was a large mountain range located in the northwest outside the Western Border, inside which two widely known ethnic groups inhabited: the Dwarf Race and the Goblin Race.

Given the distant distance between the Iron Thorn Territory Branch and the Sinking Star Mountain Range, even if he had the heart to send people to investigate, he lacked the capability to do so.

Furthermore, the letter was now intercepted by him, and what reaction the Black Witch Church would make later was still unknown. His focus couldn't be placed on the Ice Demon either.

However, upon second thought, he felt that he was worrying groundless. After all, the matter of the Ice Demon's descent was still just a guess by the Black Witch Church.

In case there was nothing in the end, wouldn't he have wasted so much emotion just now for nothing?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help taking a long breath. For him currently, the matters right in front of him were the most important; even if he knew about the Ice Demon's affair, what could he do besides run?

Not thinking too much about this matter, he looked at the last item, a transparent crystal ball with an unknown function.

Under his Spiritual Power perception, the crystal ball actually had nothing special, but it couldn't help that it was made very exquisitely, attracting his eyeballs.

Moreover, among that pile of cultivation resources, only this crystal ball and the circular badge were placed next to the precious intermediate magic book.

To say that it didn't have any special features, he really didn't quite believe it.

Holding the crystal ball with both hands, he carefully looked it over left and right. The tactile feel upon touch was warm and smooth, and the material was unknown.

But after observing for a good while, and even inputting a trace of magic into it, the crystal ball still didn't have the slightest bit of reaction, as if it were truly just an ornamental item for people to play with.

Just as he was about to put the crystal ball away, a faint light suddenly emerged from inside the crystal ball.

Following closely, the light began to distort and flicker, and sounds like "zizizi" resembling an old television getting stuck successively sounded.

Suddenly —

"Go — — — — lan — — — —"

The sudden intermittent and hoarse male voice inside the crystal ball instantly gave him a big fright.

"Oh, shit!"

A "beautiful" greeting burst out from his mind, and he hurriedly picked up the coat beside him and threw it to cover it up.

And that male voice was still continuing to transmit — — — —

"— — — — Why did you — — — — use the — — — — Magic Spirit Ball — — — — to contact — — — — me, what — — — — hap—"

"— — — — pened — — — — to — — — — you?"

Damn!

This crystal ball's function turned out to be instant messaging!

And it might even carry an instant picture transmission function?

Lister's heart clicked with amazement; he really hadn't thought that the crystal ball would actually have this function.

You must know that even at the kingdom's official Church, he had never heard of this thing.

Such an advanced and high-level thing, is it something your Black Witch Church should have?

Moreover, what left him completely speechless was that the activation of this crystal ball actually had a damn signal delay, almost scaring his heart condition out.

Listening to the tone of the male voice transmitted from the crystal ball, he was definitely a person of the Black Witch Church, and he also knew Golan.

If he didn't say anything right now, it might arouse the suspicion of the opposite side.

But he wasn't Golan, and he didn't know the person on the other side. If he spoke casually, he would definitely be seen through by the opposite side.

Although he and the Black Witch Church were not far apart, what if the opposite side really had some strange ability and came looking for him along the invisible line behind the crystal ball?

Exposed in front of the Black Witch Church with his current strength and power, thinking with his feet, it was definitely impossible to fight against them.

For a time, ten thousand thoughts flashed through his mind instantly, and the whole person became caught in a dilemma.

"No, I cannot sit and await my doom!"

Hurriedly snapping back to his senses, he knew that if he didn't reply again, something very likely would go wrong.

Under the high-speed operation of his brain, he turned his head to look at the magic robe worn by Golan during his lifetime placed on the desktop beside him, picked it up and put it on his body, wrapping himself tightly so that not a trace of his face could be seen.

Carefully recalling the voice and intonation of Golan speaking yesterday, he lowered his voice and slowly lifted the coat covering the top of the crystal ball.

Seeing that the inside of the crystal ball was still in a state of distorted light, from time to time transmitting the "zizizi" stuck-station sound, his heart suddenly relaxed a lot.

No picture is good! As long as the appearance cannot be seen, the risk of exposure will be greatly reduced.

Brewing the words in his mouth, he controlled his voice to lean toward Golan's timbre, slowly opening his mouth to say, "Nothing happened, just accidentally triggered the Magic Spirit Ball."

As his words fell, his nervous face under the black robe stared closely at the crystal ball outside his dark line of sight, fearing that words like "You are not Golan" would be transmitted from inside.

After a little while, accompanied by the "zizizi" stuck-station sound, the male voice from the opposite side came again.

"So — — — — it's — — — — like this, — — — — the Magic Spirit Ball is a newly acquired — — — — treasure by the Church. — — — — If not for investigating — — — — that — — — — matter, how — — — — could — — — — it be approved — — — — for you — — — — to use? You must — — — — be extremely — — — — careful — — — — when using it."

"7"

"— — — — The Magic Ball — — — — sometimes — — — — encounters — — — — some extraordinary — — — — power interference, otherwise — — — — it wouldn't be — — — — that the sound transmission — — — — effect is this — — — — bad, and even the picture — — — — cannot be seen — — — — either."

A long string of intermittent voices sounded for quite a while before finishing completely, but it instantly made him heave a sigh of relief.

Judging from the transmission of the person on the opposite side, they probably hadn't noticed anything wrong with his identity.

Perhaps it was because he imitated Golan's voice to pass fake for true, or perhaps the signal was too bad, so the opposite side couldn't judge through the voice either.

But no matter from which aspect, as long as his identity wasn't seen through, that was fine.

As for the matter of investigation in the man's words, he guessed that the high probability was about the Ice Demon.

But why didn't they directly say the two words "Ice Demon"? Combined with the letter he obtained, he estimated that it should be because Golan didn't know what specifically needed to be investigated either.

Otherwise, why write a letter with an attached magic rune seal? Wouldn't it be fine to just let Golan verbally notify?

At this time, the male voice from the opposite side transmitted again: "Go — — — — lan, — — — — have you — — — — arrived — — — — at the Giant Elephant — — — — Tribe — — — — yet?"

"Not yet, yesterday we encountered an attack by a group of damn magical beasts, which delayed our travel time, but we should arrive almost today," he responded.

After a while, the male voice transmitted again: "That — — — — is good, — — — — provoking — — — — the Giant Elephant Tribe — — — — and the Western — — — — Border Pioneer Territory — — — — Lord — — — — is very — — — — important, — — — — but investigating — — — — that — — — — matter is even more — — — — important; · you must · — — — as soon as possible — — — — hand over — — — — the letter — — — — to Bishop — — — — Trolop."

"The sound — — — — transmission effect — — — — is getting — — — — worse and worse, — — — — if there's — — — — nothing else, — — — — let's end — — — — it."

"Yes," he immediately responded.

After speaking, the harsh stuck-station sound of "zizizi" inside the Magic Spirit Ball gradually weakened, and the light also disappeared accordingly.

After the Magic Spirit Ball no longer had the slightest movement, he collapsed onto the sofa backrest all at once, his back having been completely drenched by sweat long ago.

After quite a while, a few words popped out from his mouth.