I heard that I always attack and want to destroy the world [Transmigration Book]

"After the dragon slaying battle a hundred years ago, the mainland cast a curse on all the races. The snowstorm on the Carcamella Ice Field will never stop. It will bring Sals and the destruction of the entire world."

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The blond-haired and blue-eyed human teenager stepped on the thick snow, and against the strong wind mixed with fine ice flakes, he closed the essentially old book in his hand.

Looking at the red-haired young man next to him who was dressed as tightly as him, he said, "But the snow stopped yesterday. Old Jones said that this book was written by Avasha to deceive people. Kahn, what do you think?" ?”

"I think you should go home obediently now and sleep by the stove again." The man named Kahn was obviously not as enthusiastic as his friend.Looking up at the mountain peak hidden in the wind and snow in the distance, the two eyebrows of the same color as the hair couldn't help but twist up, and he also persuaded: "To go up Duan Tianfeng, we have to pass six thousand stone steps. We can go back before sunset." Not coming. Your mother will worry about you, Murray."

"But I'm 16 years old this year." Murray objected, "I'm a man, I can decide to go up the mountain by myself."

His voice was very loud, as if to cheer himself up some courage, but it was swallowed up by the overly manic wind and snow after all.Even with the imposing manner that he just picked up, he became like a kitten with its hair blown.

Kahn looked funny, and knew he couldn't hold him back, so he just shook his head and sighed and said, "You have to be obedient when you go up the mountain." Then he took the child and continued walking towards the distant climbing stone steps.

The place where they are located is the "Carcarmela" mentioned by Murray, which is the northernmost point of the entire Ramles continent.

As for Duantian Peak, it is the highest mountain in the snow region, and similarly, it is also the position closest to the sky in the entire continent.

A hundred years ago, the six clans joined hands to slay dragons here, and finally the great magician Rhodes sealed the dragon Sars in the sea of ​​time at the peak of Duantian Peak.

In the fifth year of the new calendar, the dwarves and the wood elves joined hands to build a large-scale spirit hall there, to commemorate the heroes of the tribes who died on the battlefield, and to suppress the seal of Thrall.

Time passes.

In the past hundred years, Avasha's predictions have all become jokes, and no one believes that Thals will return.Naturally, this so-called Spirit Hall gradually became empty.

In the end, Kahn was the only temple guard left, and he was willing to stay here.

Of course, Kahn is not stupid.

There is a reason for insisting on living this kind of life between the peak and the small town at the bottom of the mountain year after year...

Until the evening glow dyed the flying snow red, and the sky glowed with warm yellow light.The two finally reached the Spirit Hall.

The hall of spirits has no name, the spire points to the sky, and the walls are square.

On the left and right of the thick iron gate, there are intricate carvings of flying birds and swimming fish, which are the masterpieces of the dwarves.

Kahn took off the animal skin gloves he was wearing, rubbed his palms that were still a little frozen and red, and then let out a sigh of relief, and put his palms on the door.

For a moment, the soft green luster radiated from his palm towards the gate, circling and turning around the pattern on the door, bringing life to those patterns, and gradually changing the pattern on the iron door.

Accompanied by fish jumps and birdsong, only a light "click" sound was heard.Kahn withdrew his hand, pushed the door and stepped in, and said to the stunned Murray who was watching: "If you don't come in, I will close the door."

"Come in, come in." Murray hurriedly stepped into the Spirit Hall, looked around, and continued to ask in a daze, "Hey, Kahn, was that magic just now?"

"I'm an elf."

As Kahn said, he took off the animal fur hat on his head, exposing the tightly covered pointed ears, and comfortably shook the tips of his red ears. Since ancient times, I have been a manipulator of magic favored by the gods, so is it any surprise that I know magic?"

"No." Murray said with a calm smile, "It's just that I've been with you for a long time, and I always forget that you are an elf."

Murray blushed with embarrassment as he said that.When Kahn saw this, he shook his ears jokingly. When the former couldn't help laughing, he reached out and rubbed the blond hair. He said, "There is no stove here. It will be very hot during the snowstorm." It's cold. I'll take you inside to warm up for a while."

This time, Murray didn't refuse again. After all, he had lived in Carmela for a long time all the way here, and his hands and feet were a little stiff from the cold.

As Kahn walked into the Spirit Hall, he looked left and right at the towering stone sculptures around him, which were carved by the six races who joined hands to slay the dragon.

Humans, snow elves, dwarves, giants, orcs...

When he reached the last statue, Murray stopped walking.After staring at the statue that was a little taller than the snow elf next to it and had a somewhat similar appearance, he turned his head and asked Kahn, "Kan, is this the wood elf?"

"Yes." Kahn nodded, with a calm face, he said: "But this race was extinct a hundred years ago, and no one has ever seen a real wood elf."

Murray scratched his head: "Yes, Kahn is a snow elf."

Kahn nodded with a smile, turned around and continued walking towards the bedroom in the side hall.

After all, Murray was still a child, and after the fire in the side hall was lit, and Kahn made him another cup of hot coffee, he curled up in the soft cloth armchair and refused to move.

However, this was basically within Kahn's expectation, and it was exactly what he wanted.

After telling the child to check the magic circle in the Spirit Hall by himself, Kahn left the side room.

After hesitating for a while when going out, he still raised his hand and cast a spell on the door, so that if the child leaves the inner room, he can still know.

After dealing with these, he went to hold the holy sword he had prepared before, and Kahn turned around and walked towards the backyard exposed to the wind and snow.

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"The wind and snow in Carcamella stopped for a day and a night, and the people in Tea Mist Town were joking about the failure of Avasha's last prophecy.

No one knew that there was a faint dragon chant from the empty backyard of the Spirit Hall above Xuefeng Peak.

One sound, the dragon chant belonging to Thralls. "

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Those few sentences that he could never forget echoed in his mind, and Kahn secretly cursed himself to die.Anxiously, he lowered his head and glanced at the position of his chest, finally took a deep breath, raised his hand and pushed open the iron gate leading to the backyard that was already in front of him.

The loud creaking noise was buried by the wind and snow, but it was considered a success——

The black shadow lying on the stomach in the distant courtyard did not move.

Kahn held his breath, walked quickly to the black shadow, and after confirming that it was a half-human dragon queen covered in black scales, he raised the long sword in his hand above his head and stabbed it mercilessly.