"Be careful, there have been battles here, and there may be monsters remaining!"

After hearing this, everyone nodded.

Along the dilapidated castle road, the escort team raised their twelve points of spirit and moved towards the ice tower.

The inside of the ice castle was very quiet, and only the heavy breathing and slow footsteps could be heard.

Tony walked in the middle of the team. As he advanced, the light of his eyes looked around vigilantly, ready to fight at any time.

However, as everyone advanced, the entire ice castle seemed to be silent, without any trace of creatures.

Only the half-dead snow-capped pine trees on the road vaguely brought a little deep green to this former saint of mage.

Finally...after slowly moving forward for about half an hour, everyone finally came under the ice tower.

Unlike looking away from a distance, standing close to everyone can see the real situation of the ice tower. The radius of this huge mage tower is probably hundreds of meters, and it is also covered with scars, which are obviously baptized by the battle.

On the ground, you can also see some scattered weapons and tattered robes, and occasionally some fragments of corpses.

The gate of the ice tower was closed tightly, and the surroundings were silent. Looking at the towering mage tower, everyone felt a pressure that was indescribable.

Their spirit was unprecedentedly tense, and the calm along the way did not make them relax, but instead made them more alert.

"Do you want to enter?"

Milell looked at his teammates and asked.

Athos nodded and was about to answer, but suddenly his heart moved and turned to look at the gate of the ice tower.

I saw the somewhat dilapidated door rumbling and slowly opened.

Athos's eyes sterned, he held his weapon tightly, and hurriedly called everyone to hide from the side.

Without hesitation, everyone followed him and hid behind a huge rock next to him.

After everyone hid, the stone gate slowly opened.

A young man wearing a gorgeous green magic robe, looking about twenty-four or twenty-five years old, with a somewhat thin figure, but handsome face and bright eyes walked out of it.

His eyes swept around and finally condensed into the big stone money that everyone was hiding from.

Then, the young mage snorted coldly and said:

"Don't hide anymore, come out, I've already sensed you."

Everyone's hearts jumped and subconsciously looked at the leader Athos, but found that the old mage had widened his eyes and looked straight at the young man at the entrance of the ice tower.

His lips were stammering, his expression mixed with excitement, sadness, joy, and nervousness...

"Can't you come out yet?!"

The young man frowned, raised the exquisite magic wand in his hand, and pointed it at the whereabouts of everyone.

Tony's heart jumped. Just as he was about to reply, he saw Athos suddenly stood up.

He looked at the young man with complex eyes and his voice trembled slightly:

"Adrian..."

Seeing Athos's appearance, the young mage also stayed there.

I saw the staff in his hand fall to the ground with a clatter, his eyes trembling and his voice trembling:

"Father?"

...

The ice-blue prism is beautiful, shining with dazzling light, and the crystal clear chandeliers hang high, emitting a soft magical light.

If it weren't for the fragmented Rubik's Cube Devices on the ground, the cracked walls, and the magical altar covered with claw marks, this would probably be a luxurious and magnificent magic laboratory.

This is the interior of the ice tower.

The young mage kneeled in front of the cracked fireplace, chanting spells, lighting up the magic fireplace.

In front of the fireplace, Tony and others sat around a crystal table. Their eyes looked around curiously while sweeping between Athos and the young male.

Athos also sat at the crystal table. He leaned on his worn-out staff and watched the young man walking back from the fireplace and returning to everyone, his eyes softer than ever before.

"Everyone, let me introduce... This is my proud son, Adrian, who is called the magical genius by Lord Simeon!"

He introduced to everyone with a proud look on his face.

Then, Athos looked at his son again, his eyes mixed with longing and complaints:

"Adrian, have you been here in the past few years? How have you lived in the past few years? What about the others? Since you are alive... Why don't you go back? Don't you know I'm worried about you?!"

His voice was a little incoherent and seemed quite excited.

After hearing Athos's words, the young man lowered his head slightly, his eyes feeling a little guilty.

He sighed and said:

"Sorry... Father, three years ago, Ice Castle encountered a disaster, all the high-level mages were crazy, and even my mentor, Lord Ace, became a monster. Only me and a few survivors were rational and sober..."
Chapter completed!