The wind and snow are getting heavier.

It seemed as heavy as Sauron's mood at the moment, his steps were heavy, and his heart was heavy.

He has always been a person with strong subjectivity, but he was really a little confused today. His heart seemed heavy, and some kind of suppressed emotion made him breathless. He tightened his cloak and walked step by step into the heavy snow. The snowflakes fell on him, and soon his shoulders turned to shake off the wind and snow on his body, turned his head and silently stared at Arendel's palace. He stood in the corner that people could not see for a long time, and then turned around and entered a white world.

Vivian is still waiting for him.

He was almost impossible to marry the princess of Arendelle, the future Queen, because Vivian is the Son of the Fear God, and may be the Fear God in the future. Unless he is willing to let Vivian face all this alone, he will inevitably go further and further on the path of the demon god. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is an enemy of the world. Even if he finally helps Vivian defeat the Fear God, the evil god will covet the divine power on Vivian, and the kind god will attempt to eliminate the Fear God once and for all. Vivian's path is destined to be thorny and blood.

Otherwise, he would not have made the worst plan to transform into a shadow lich in his heart!

Sauron performed an ancient knightly ceremony.

This does not represent anything, it is just a promise, a promise of guarding the knight.

He will definitely stand behind her when she needs it!

The wind and snow are still flying.

In this snow-covered world, Sauron saw two lines in his eyes. One rose to the top of the throne, and she would become the ruler of Arendelle, the Queen supported by the people, and the phantom of the gods stood behind her. It blessed her kingdom and protected her. The other fell to the bottomless abyss, and the road he walked would be covered with blood. The bones of countless enemies would accumulate into steps, and among the vast white bones, he stepped into the bottom of the abyss. There was still a battle waiting for him.

For Vivian.

Sauron is willing to give up his life, and his steps will not stop here.

Although his heart was so heavy!...

The bone-bone chilled over the world. The scimitar on Sauron's waist emitted a crystal light. When he pulled out the legendary scimitar called "Bingfei", it seemed like a cold light spreading on it. It looked so dazzling, but its temperature was so bone-broken and cold. The scimitar seemed to have a hint of spirituality. He felt the heaviness in Sauron's heart.

……………………

The mountains in the distance gradually emerged.

Sauron's footsteps did not stop at all. He walked quietly through towns and headed towards the north.

His appearance was completely different from the beginning. He was wearing a black robe, holding a wooden stick in his hand, and a large gray cloak outside. He could not see any weapons, only a pair of delicate black gloves on his hand. His face was a little thin, and he could vaguely see the sighing stubble. His pupils were deep and silent. He looked ahead with determination. His dress looked like a traveling wizard, which allowed him to avoid most of the troubles. No one dared to easily disturb a lonely wizard.

Arendelle is getting further and further away.

But the girl's gaze seemed to be behind her. Soren's mind occasionally showed her tears.

That look really beautiful!

The idea of ​​marrying a woman as a wife came to his heart for the first time. This feeling is hard to describe in words, but it really makes people move.

He passed through a forest, through frozen rivers, and over the towering snow-capped mountains.

Occasionally, some blind monsters would disturb him, but before they could get close, they were killed by spells. He looked like a real wizard, heading to his destination along his own path.

The wind and snow lasted for three days before it stopped.

Sauron had arrived in front of the ice and snow-capped mountains that stretched for hundreds of miles. He advanced along a trail. He used aerospace and flight techniques to rush over these dangerous mountains. Time passed by little by little. He did not walk much every day because he encountered many powerful creatures. The frost pterodactyl entrenched near the mountains, huge ice sculptures, earth-mounted dragons as heavy as mammoths, bear goblins scattered around, and many powerful monsters that were familiar and unfamiliar.

They are distributed here in groups of people, dangerous and deadly, and Sauron even had to escape with invisibility several times.

The cruel environment makes them gather, where bear goblins can even form tribes with ice trolls. These creatures hunt each other and live in this snow-capped mountain range with difficulty.

The temperature gradually became higher.

This mountain range blocked the cold wind from the ice and snow country, and the green in front of him gradually increased. Soren knew that he was approaching the northern region.

Through this is the Northland, a territory ruled by the witches.

The woods in front of me became increasingly dense, and the mountains had fallen behind me. Soren walked in the thick woodland and entered the area where humans were active little by little.

"who!?"

A middle-aged man dressed in a hunter appeared in front of him, holding the hunting bow in his hand and aimed at this side. After seeing Sauron clearly, he immediately withdrew his hunting bow in fear, and then leaned over to express his respect, "Sir, Wizard. I don't know it's you, please forgive my offense."

This is the North.

This is the territory of the Northland witch, and the wizard's status here is very noble.

Sauron put down his cloak slightly, glanced at him lightly, and asked, "Where is this? I just came here through the mountains."

The middle-aged hunter looked at the ice and snow-capped mountains in the distance, and his awe in his eyes became more obvious, and he whispered: "This is the territory of the River Valley City. You can reach the River Valley City by walking a hundred miles south from here."

Sauron nodded softly, walked past him and headed towards the south.

After he walked over, the middle-aged hunter breathed a sigh of relief as if he was exhausted, and then quickly ran towards the village. Meeting wizards in the wild is not a good thing. Wizards are all guys with strange tempers. They are very powerful and very dangerous. They may easily be taken away by angering them. He is just an ordinary person, naturally afraid of mysterious wizards. Now he just hopes to stay away from them so as not to encounter any trouble.

A river appeared before Sauron.

It is rare that it is not frozen, which means that the temperature in the north is actually not very low.

There are boatmen ferrying next to the river. In this era, bridges are relatively high-standard alchemy techniques, and can only be seen near the city. It is very troublesome to walk by, so fishermen in nearby villages will take over the ferry business in their spare time to earn more rations for their children. Wherever Sauron walked, he was full of awe. A boatman nervously sent him to the fishing boat and rowed carefully to the opposite side.

Soren left a silver ferry for money and set foot on the land on the other side.

You can already see the cultivated farmland in front of you. There are many villages scattered in the distance of your sight. The land in the north is relatively flat and open, and it once flourished for a period of time. Due to the climate, the north is only cultivated once a year, and other crops are planted in other seasons to subsidize the household income. However, the people here live better than in the south, because the north is relatively large and sparsely populated, and many villagers will hunt during the slack farming period.

The law here allows farmers to hunt, unlike in the south, who have to pay taxes.

The corruption of the southern aristocrats was already very serious. They were almost trying every means to increase taxes, and fishermen had to bear heavy taxes every year.

Sauron saw a city.

The guards stood lazily at the gate of the city, asking about the civilians who wanted to enter the city, and occasionally extorting some compensation. However, they did not dare to stop those carriages with obvious status, but they only squeezed out one or two of Copper Dele from the poor farmers. When Sauron walked by, they did not dare to stop them. The wizards were not the ones who dared to provoke them casually. Even if the captain gave a wink, no one else dared to lean over to ask.

This city is not very prosperous.

Because there is no trade support, taxation alone is not enough to maintain the prosperity of the city. The city walls have obvious broken marks, and many buildings are already very dilapidated. Several minerals were maintained here hundreds of years ago, but as the surface minerals were completely mined, cities could no longer support deeper mining and maintenance. Inadequately developed roads have caused serious trade expenses, and some ores can only be sold at a low price. Other cities nearby have replaced the trade status of River Valley City.

Sauron went to the Mercenary Union.

Because it is close to the snow and ice mountains, the business of the mercenary union is pretty good. From time to time, adventurers come to hunt special monsters according to some commissions. The wizards need special materials in alchemy, magic devices and transcription scrolls. Many of the materials come from the corpses of powerful monsters, and some of them grow in special environments. Soren did not stay in the mercenary union for too long. He walked around and entered a certain alley, and then entered a shop without a sign under the eyes of three or five gang members with bad intentions.

He needs some information.

Thieves were almost everywhere in the world. They were the main component of the lower gang members. These thieves may advance to become wanderers, but a large part of them are still ordinary people. Sauron did not stay in it for too long and walked out after about a quarter of an hour. However, when he walked out, he seemed to feel something, and his nose couldn't help but move slightly.

He seemed to smell the familiar smell.

A fragrance.

And it was the fragrance he had carefully remembered, and only in this way would he leave a clear impression. There seemed to be a woman in front of her, wearing a black hood and a long black dress. Her back looked quite graceful, and she gradually walked out of the alley.

Sauron frowned slightly and did not catch up directly.

He looked up at the sky, preparing to find a place to settle down first, and then headed to Goria's tower.
Chapter completed!