Chapter 198 Winterbourne Hill
The area is covered with snow year after year, with endless icebergs.
The Windfury Empire is shrouded in white all year round, and almost 90% of its territory is uninhabited.
It is rumored that there are endless treasures and wealth in the place covered by ice and snow for thousands of years in the Windfury Empire, which attracts countless adventurers.
However, due to the extremely harsh low temperature environment, adventurers almost never return. Perhaps in these seldom visited places, the corpses of countless people are buried.
In this extremely cold place, inside a very inconspicuous iceberg, there is an ice palace.
An extremely old man was lying in an ice coffin, his eyelids drooping and his breathing weak, but he was not dead.
It wasn't until he heard footsteps nearby that his breathing became slightly disordered.
"Lord Hill, Sir James French has come out and is waiting outside the door." A servant wearing some kind of Warcraft fur bowed towards the ice coffin and said.
"Invite him in."
"yes.",
Soon, James French was brought in by the servants.
The servant gestured and left the Ice Palace.
In the empty ice palace, only Franky and the old man sitting on the ice coffin were left.
"Student James French meets His Majesty Hill!" French bowed respectfully to the old man with indescribable excitement on his face.
“You’re welcome,” the old man said calmly, “It seems that you have successfully broken through that obstacle and become a legend.”
"Yes, Your Majesty Hill, the student has finally overcome that hurdle. If it weren't for your help, I don't know how long I would have to wait. Franky will never be able to repay this kindness!" Franky said.
"That's your talent. It's only a matter of time before you become a legendary magician. If it weren't for your talent, you wouldn't be standing here today. I'm glad you did it, and I will fulfill my promise."
Franky was shocked.
My mind couldn't help but recall what happened more than a month ago.
More than a month ago, he met the Black Tide during the assessment in the Magic Tower, and was brought to the territory of the Windfury Empire by them.
When he woke up from a coma, he naturally felt confused and uneasy, but the opponent was too powerful and he couldn't escape even if he wanted to.
But when he heard the name of Winterbourne Hill he gave up all thought of leaving.
Because the name of this "Last God of Magic" has become a symbol among the magician community of the entire magic continent, he did not expect to learn from the people of the Black Tide that the God of Magic still exists in this world.
Then, he was brought to this ice palace and met the famous magician.
However, the God of Magic he saw was not in glory, but was lying in an ice coffin as if he was dying, looking lifeless and without energy.
This is normal. After all, this God of Magic was a big figure 500 years ago. It is incredible that he is still alive today. Can we still expect him to run around the field like a young man?
He couldn't wait to find out the other party's secrets. He knew very well that once the news of the God of Magic was announced to the public, it would cause a shock to the entire magic world!
What he didn't expect was that the God of Magic told him that his life was about to come to an end.
There is more than a month left. If you, Franky, can become a legendary magician during this time, you can inherit his mantle.
The mantle of the God of Magic is unimaginable, and it means Winterbourne Hill's lifelong magical efforts.
He looked at the body in front of him that could leave at any time, knowing that the other party was not joking. Even at that time, he felt a sense of sadness in his heart.
At the end of life, the other party chose him.
How could he be worthy of carrying on the legacy of a god of magic?
He knew that all these arrangements were by no means natural. From the moment Black Tide found him, he felt that he had unknowingly entered into some kind of "trap", but this was also the glory that belonged to him, Franky.
Perhaps, he could take this opportunity to learn the secret of the disappearance of the last God of Magic.
Of course, the prerequisite is to become a legendary magician first.
After accepting Hill's test, Franky immediately went into seclusion and began to practice.
He was already at the peak of the holy magician, and now his will has been further sublimated. In the face of this strong desire, he spent more than a month and finally stepped into the threshold of a legendary magician.
The first thing I did after leaving the customs was to meet Winterbourne Hill.
Of course, it is also to see if what the other party said is true.
At this moment, Hill, who was sitting on the ice coffin, jumped into the air. His body was as light as a leaf and floated in front of Franky.
"Five hundred years ago, the last god of magic on the magic continent disappeared... You must have heard of this story?" Hill forced a smile and said to Franky.
"Yes, since you disappeared, no one in the magic continent can reach the top of the magician, and there is no more god of magic." Franky said.
"Have you ever heard of Sky Island?" Hill shook his head and asked.
"I seem to have heard of it," Franky frowned, but he couldn't remember where he had heard the term.
"Sky Island is the space where the elemental spirits reside. It is connected to the magic continent through a special channel, which gives the magic world elemental energy. Each of us elemental magicians is the signer of the Sky Island elemental spirit contract, and we have a symbiotic relationship of interests."
Hill paused, his breathing quickening.
"However, 500 years ago, Sky Island was invaded by an evil force. The disappearance of the God of Magic was also due to the wanton destruction of Sky Island by evil. In order to save Sky Island, all the Gods of Magic went there to fight against the evil. In the end, countless Gods of Magic cut off the gate between Sky Island and the Magic Continent in order to protect Sky Island, expelling the evil and taking Sky Island away from the Magic Continent forever."
"What you mean is that the God of Magic could continue to appear in the Magic Continent because it was still connected to the Sky Island at that time. The reason why no one can become the God of Magic now is because of the lack of elemental energy caused by the disconnection of the Sky Island?" Franky thought.
"Yes," Hill nodded. "In that battle 500 years ago, we lost countless allies. I was also captured by one of the evil members, the Undead from the Undead Continent, during that battle. I was tortured and interrogated by the Undead day and night. They wanted to get the answer from me about reopening Sky Island. This torture lasted for more than 400 years."
Frankie gasped when he heard this: "Then you are not..."
"You mean I'm still in the Magic Continent, right?" Hill shook his head. "What you see now is a personality I had before I became the God of Magic. Fortunately, I kept this trick, otherwise no one in the world would know what happened 500 years ago. Now, I have to tell you everything I know."