On an obscure island, within the range of White Castle's sphere of influence.
Amos descended from the sky and landed on the open space in front of a cave. The entrance to the cave was only two ters tall, so he shrunk his size and walked in.
As we went inside, the space of the cave beca larger and larger, and Amos's body slowly recovered to its original form, and by the ti he got into the innermost part of the cave, he was back to his shape.
The innermost part of the cave was a massive natural karst cave. Karst cave's floor was artificially filled, covering 400 square ters, with a 20-ter tall altar at its center, half the size of a football field.
However, the altar seed unfinished, and hundreds of murlocs were still busy between the altar.
Seeing the white dragon walking in, the Murloc commander under the altar hurriedly greeted him.
"Welco to you, dear master."
"Well, how is the completion of the altar?"
"Everything is going well. According to the current progress, it will be finished in seven days."
Amos looked at the busy Murloc spellcasters. Construction of such a large magic altar wasn't just a question of construction, but, more importantly, the connection of the magic circle.
The murloc wizards must calculate the position in advance and then draw it stroke by stroke so that all the depicted lines are connected as a whole. This was undoubtedly a daunting project.
"Very well, don't worry about . You continue."
Amos walked straight to the open space in the corner, crawled on the ground, closed his eyes, and for seven days, it was nap ti for the giant dragon, and he planned to wait until the altar was complete.
Seven days later, the accurate biological clock awakened him.
Amos opened his eyelids and just saw the finished altar. He stood up, approached the altar, and inspected it before it was put to use.
"Scanning!"
[Na]: Altar of Elents (Ice)
[Introduction]: This is a shamanic altar used to communicate with the plane of ice elents. The building materials use cryolite containing trace ice elents, which improves the efficacy of the altar and reduces the difficulty of communication. The overall evaluation: qualified.
He nodded in satisfaction. A group of middle-to-high-level mages with no prior experience did so well and achieved this level. It was already very good, and the dependents' efforts deserve recognition.
"Thanks for your hard work. Now, stand farther away."
The murloc spellcasters hurriedly retreated to the cave's entrance and excitedly looked at the White Dragon Lord in front of the altar. They would witness with their own eyes how their master would gain power.
Seeing that there was a distance between him and the dependents, he turned his head and placed his claws on the altar, controlling the magic power in his body to inject into the magic circle.
The magic power of the circle ca to life as it spread through the grooves on the altar, like flowing rcury, activating the magic circle.
The murlocs saw the fruits of their labor more intuitively, the dense mysterious curves were lit, stung with the huge magic runes, and the whole altar exuded the intoxicating atmosphere.
Amos retracted his claws, looked at the activated altar, and nodded in satisfaction. It seed that the popularization of magic knowledge was the right choice. Otherwise, where else would so many mages co from?
Amos expelled miscellaneous thoughts and took out a crystal clear Snow Demon Core.
This ice core exudes an astonishing cold air, and even Amos had to use magic to isolate it, avoiding direct contact with it.
Amos's face showed a painful look. This ice core ca from a Legendary Snow Demon. Amos moved half of the vault, plus Elena's remaining dedication points, before taking it out from the warehouse of the Eye Alliance. Its value was almost equal to the top half of the legendary equipnt.
You can't catch a wolf without sacrificing your child!
The white dragon ruthlessly placed it in the center of the altar without blinking his eyes. He poured out a pile of sapphires from the dinsional belt and buried the core of the Snow Demon with a clatter.
After preparing the sacrifice, he stood in front of the altar and recited the ancient sacrificial magic incantation in a specific accent.
"Ice spirit, please listen to my call... let the Will of Winter descend upon this place."
At the end of the long spell, the enormous pile of gems on the altar disappeared.
At the sa ti, a biting cold wind blew from the void, and the white dragon couldn't help but shudder, and the murlocs were even more miserable and quickly backed away.
This was the frost wind from the Ice Elental Plane!
After a while, a boundless will descend on this small cave, and the majestic and non-emotional female voice echoed in the cave.
"Little white dragon, what's your request for offering sacrifices and summoning the Winter's Will?"
Even though Amos was ntally prepared, he was frightened by the Will. Compared to the last ti when he called Tiamat, this pressure was even more intense.
For a mont, Amos suppressed the horror in his heart and told his purpose.
"Greetings, Master of the Great Winter Legion, I offer a sacrifice intending to exchange it for the Blessing of Winter."
"The price you paid was not enough."
Amos's heart jumped. He didn't expect that the legendary Snow Demon's core, plus a lot of ice attribute sapphires, could not even be exchanged for the blessing of this existence.
Suddenly, things turned around, and the Master of the Winter Legion sounded a little surprised.
"Huh, white dragon, giving back to the ancestors? Well then, I will pay you in advance. Don't let down, little white dragon."
White Dragon: "Paynt?"
The vast Will didn't even give him a chance to ask questions. In an instant, a powerful force broke through the space and passed from the Ice Elental Plane, to the small cave situated on an overseas island of Nordhill.
In the white dragon's horrified eyes, a small black hole opened in the space in front of him. At the sa ti, the thick icy blue magic energy gushed out of the void and suddenly poured in from Amos's forehead, spreading all over his body in an instant.
The energy infusion lasted only one second.
Amos felt cold all over his body, but it was not the kind of cold that freezes a dog in the winter night, but it was cool inside and out as if he was returning ho in the hot sumr, blowing on the air conditioner, eating the waterlon from the refrigerator.
He felt the magical elents around him and was surprised to find that 85% of them were Ice Elents.
Regardless of how a magician specializes in a particular type of magic, the number of single-type magic Elents around him will not exceed 80%. Only certain extrely advanced professionals can exceed this limit.
It ans that Amos's ice magic power was almost the sa as so extrely advanced professions. If Amos went further and specialized in Ice Advanced professions, then the ice magic power would soar once again.
After thinking about it, Amos opened his eyes and found that the altar in front of him was covered with thin ice.
He was taken aback for a mont and realized it was caused by the overflow of frost energy. Suddenly, the Amos found his reflection on the ice a little strange.
Ice wall Technique!
A tall wall of ice rose from the ground. Amos took in the smooth ice surface like a mirror and observed his body.
He saw that his scales were no longer pure white. They revealed a faint icy blue, like the ancient ice buried deep under a large glacier.
"Scanning!"
[Na]: Amos Aldridge
[Level]: 16th-level dragon and 15th-level mage
[Strength]: Tier 4
[Faction]: Lawful neutrality
[Introduction]: You are a male adolescent White Dragon. Your physical fitness is better than ordinary White Dragons by several grades, especially your Dragon Breath, which has unique characteristics; your mage profession has entered the hall and you are qualified to claim to be a master of magic; a powerful presence on the Ice Elental Plane has blessed you. The Ice Elents regard you as a close partner, and your ice magic power has increased by 50%; with your current strength, you can still fight against common legends.
Fifty percent?!
Amos was shocked, but he did not underestimate the power of this 50%. The general elental blessing, which could boost single magic by 30%, was already smoldering.
As far as he knew, only a few top-level magic rituals could achieve a 50% improvent, and the cost of these magic rituals was enough to make high-level Legends feel the pinch for a long ti.
But the benefits were also obvious. For example, in this sacrificial ceremony, the most intuitive change brought to Amos was that he could rely on his own strength to compete against ordinary Legendary Professionals.
However, the master of the Winter Legion had ntioned that it was an advance paynt, which gave the White Dragon so headaches.
Since he couldn't figure it out, just simply put it aside and ignore it.
Amos thought that in the future, after his brother and sisters woke up, they might also find use for this altar.
"Seal the entrance to the cave and return."
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