I'm not a magician

The Northern Snowfield is covered with snow all the year round, and its four seasons are different from other places in the mainland. Local people prefer to call them wind season, snow season, fog season and peace season.

Ji Chi came to the snowfield during the wind season. The land he stepped on has undergone three season rotations and has come to the fourth wind season.

At the same time, the full moon filled with blood mist hung on the Beast God Peak for three full years.

Near the Frozen Fortress, the camp of the Snowfield Expeditionary Army.

A soldier in charge of the notification was eagerly running around in the barracks. He came to a red military tent familiarly, and rushed in: "General—"

The soldier's voice was stuck in his throat. At this time, there were no figures of the two generals in the military tent, but a young man sitting on the animal skin chair in the middle.

The young man had flamboyant red hair, which was a little long, tied behind his head with a ribbon.The man straightened his back, took off the blood-stained armor from his body, unbuttoned his clothes, exposed the scarred skin underneath, and silently picked up a clean cloth strip to bandage it.

Seeing someone coming in, he raised his eyes, the cold and stern gaze made the soldier tremble slightly, he pursed his lips and was speechless.

"Are you looking for Sylvia or for me?" The countess opened the heavy curtain and walked in, a biting cold wind came in through the gap, "Sylvia is on the front line, what can I do?" Talk to me directly."

Since the final beast tide would come at any time, the countess did not return to the Saint-Terry Empire as usual, but stood in front of the fortress with the expeditionary army as the second general.

At first, the soldiers thought that the general was soft-spoken, gentle and easy to speak, but after being drilled by her a few times, they felt like trembling when they heard her voice.

The same was true for the soldiers who reported that they couldn't help shaking, and immediately turned around and pressed their chests towards her: "General, the king sent a letter saying that after the archbishop's prediction, the last beast swarm is coming soon, and the royal city has sent people and envoys from the Holy See Traveling to and from the border, supporting the expeditionary forces to tide over the difficulties.”

"Overcoming difficulties together? Why do I think it's a threat..." The countess sneered after hearing this, waved her hands, and said, "I see, don't go and talk to the general, I'll talk to her later."

The soldier answered in a low voice, shrank his neck and exited the military tent. Before he lowered the curtain, he quietly looked back at the young man just now. The man had already put on his armor and bent over to pick up a long and heavy sword.

The soldier didn't dare to look any further, and ran away quickly.

There was a moment of silence in the military tent. When the man passed by, the countess asked him, "Why don't you drink some potion, won't the wound hurt if you leave it alone?"

He stopped in his tracks, it didn't matter: "It's a waste, just wait until you sleep at night."

The succinct refusal made the countess slightly close her eyes, and asked wearily, "Brandon, are you still blaming me?"

Brandon paused, and looked at his mother in a blink of an eye. He was no longer the naive and delicate young master. Three years of frost and blood were enough to temper him into an iron-hearted warrior.

His voice was a little hoarse: "Mother, I didn't blame anyone. I know Ji Chi, whether you stop him or not, he will go outside the fortress... I just want to make myself stronger, at least, when needed, I have the ability to protect the people I want to protect."

He said with a self-deprecating smile: "I used to laugh at Aiwen for looking down on me too much... I didn't realize how powerless I was until I really encountered something that I couldn't change."

Brandon glanced at the countess lightly, without saying anything more, and walked out of the military tent with a big sword, his back was tall and straight.

The countess squeezed her eyebrows and let out a breath. She had been spinning for many days and was already exhausted, but now it was too late to rest. She went directly to the front line and found a figure in white armor among the soldiers.

Sylvia saw the Countess through the gap between the soldiers, and stepped forward to touch the crease between her brows: "What's the matter, there's news from Wangcheng again?"

The countess nodded: "That old guy has completely hooked up with the Holy See, and wants to send people and envoys from the Holy See."

After Silvia heard it, the two sisters reacted in the same way, they both sneered: "Ambassador? Is the fortress another country? It is necessary for the king to send an envoy? What's wrong with people from the Holy See? Didn't you give up that stupid idea?"

As early as a year ago, the king and the Holy See repeatedly came to the expeditionary army to put pressure on them, asking them to tear down the frozen fortress and go directly outside the fortress to kill the berserk beasts.

This absurd proposal made Sylvia not even have the desire to persuade, and she directly came and threw one out, which made the king who was far away in the royal city very angry.

Sylvia mentioned the king, and the anger in her eyes never dissipated: "What is he afraid of? Isn't it enough to drive you away from the Northland? How can we satisfy him?!"

The countess was silent for a while, not wanting to get entangled in this topic, she looked up at the crimson full moon on the Beast God Peak, and said: "Ignore the rest, but they are right about one thing— — We don't have much time left."

The countess supported the ground with her sword, as if she was supporting a spine that was about to be crushed, and said to herself: "What happened outside the fortress, Ji Chi and the others...are they still alive?"

Not only the Countess was asking questions, but the Snow Wolf Valley at the foot of the Beast God Peak was also surrounded by questions.

One month after Ji Chi disappeared, every day when Lei Ze healed the wounds of the Snow Wolf tribe, he would go to the cave where the patriarch was.

It was the same today, as soon as he came to the entrance of the patriarch's cave, there was a faint sigh, and the patriarch's answer was the same every day: "Go back, the wolf king hasn't responded to me for a long time, and I don't know when he will come back. "

Lei Ze stood silently at the entrance of the cave, waited until his body was chilled by the cold wind, then thanked him in a low voice, raised his stiff legs and walked back.

The patriarch seemed unable to bear to see him go down like this any longer, so he lifted the animal skin at the entrance of the cave, and called Lei Ze to stop on crutches.

With a little hesitation on his face, he finally said vaguely: "Don't worry, nothing will happen to him."

Lei Ze clenched his fists, his body tensed and trembling, he turned around slowly, a trace of red appeared around the edges of his purple pupils: "Why didn't he have an accident? He disappeared on the snow mountain for three years! Three full years! No Shelter! No food! No one to help him! What responsibility does he have to solve this all by himself!"

Lei Ze yelled at the patriarch: "He is only 20 years old now! Even if he is capable, he is still a child! He is not the god who saves everything!"

A trace of sadness filled the old patriarch's heart. This god is just a child, what can I do...

In fact, the old patriarch is also very worried. He tries to contact the wolf king every day, but the wolf king has also lost news like never before. If it is not for its protection of Snow Wolf Valley, the old patriarch will go crazy right now.

He looked up at the blood moon with drooping brows and eyes, and thought to himself: Young god... where are you?

On the top of the snow peak, Ji Chi, who was missed by everyone, was really not having a good time. With a gloomy face, he turned over the barbecue in his hand.

Beast God likes to see his expression when eating.

He has never seen such a strange person. No matter how hard or difficult the training is, Ji Chi can still persevere calmly, but when it comes to cooking, his whole body wilts, like a small cabbage growing out of the snow .

The Beast God lay on top of the wolf king, smiling as he watched Ji Chi sitting cross-legged on the ground, skillfully skinned a rabbit and bled it, then skewered it with a branch and roasted it on the fire.

The Beast God is in the state of a soul, and he cannot smell or taste the barbecue. He is very curious and stares at the gradually golden barbecue, thinking it is amazing.

"It looks very good! Why is it unpalatable?" The beast god couldn't figure it out.

Regardless of the hotness of the barbecue, Ji Chi tore off a bite and swallowed it without chewing a few times, showing a loveless expression: "If I knew, I wouldn't be in such pain."

The beast god touched the squinting wolf king who was taking a nap under him, and asked, "Can you taste it? How about it? Is Ji Chi's barbecue really delicious?"

The wolf king recalled the smell that he didn't know how to describe, he woke up instantly, shivered all over and curled up, it didn't specify, but sighed quietly: "Fortunately, I can survive with the power of ice and snow..."

Ji Chi glanced at it jealously, and quickly stuffed down the remaining food.

After the meal, it was a few minutes of rest time. He called up the panel and wrote down today's time on the notepad in the game.

Ji Chi recalled the previous records and calculated, then leaned back and lay on a piece of soft animal skin.

He has been on the top of the snow mountain for three full years.During this period of time, the beast god borrowed the power of the wolf king to set up a field nearby, which was very similar to the field set up by Hephaestus in the Weiss sea area. Creatures could only come in and not go out.

In this area, the Beast God can use his power to transform into various monsters at will to attack Ji Chi, and what Ji Chi needs to do is to fight them non-stop.

Ji Chi glanced at his panel again. The three years of intensive training had made his various stats rise rapidly, far exceeding the level when he first came to this world.

These numbers are too gorgeous, and the attack power reflected in reality is also astonishing. The magical beast transformed by the beast god can't even catch his normal attack.

Ji Chi was a little worried, and turned to ask the Beast God, "What else are you dissatisfied with? With such a high attack power, you won't let it go without even a single nod of your head?"

The Beast God was even more worried. He glanced at Ji Chi coolly: "I also want to know how you got such perverted strength...but a real warrior is not measured by strength."

The Beast God frowned, and he couldn't even describe it himself: "Butchers also have great power. They hold sharp weapons, dominate dead prey, and live peacefully and numbly forever."

"Warrior is different." Beast God stood up, and a magic sword appeared in his hand, "Warriors are warriors struggling between life and death. They wield their swords in order to achieve a goal beyond life and death. "

The beast god raised the magic sword horizontally, and drew forward a sword like a rainbow. The sharp sword light cut through the space, but finally lifted a piece of snowflakes that were about to fall on the flames, and sent it to the snow field next to it. Luo Que: "What fighters use is not their weapons, but their will."

Ji Chi listened quietly, stretched out his hand to catch the snowflake, looked at the crystal clear and fragile hexagonal crystal in his palm, and took a long time to let out a long breath: "I seem to understand."

The Beast God broke up the transformed magic sword and looked back at him: "What do you understand?"

Ji Chi smiled at him, raised his hand and buttoned it on his collar: "I understand how to find my will."

Talismans, armor, armguards, rings, badges...all the legendary equipment were slowly removed by him and placed next to the fire.

The beast god seemed to understand what he was going to do, shook his head and sighed: "It's useless, with your strength, these things are useless in the first place, and you are cautious enough to wear them for so long—"

Half of what he said was stuck in his throat, he watched Ji Chi's movements dully, and murmured: "Are you... crazy?"

Ji Chi slowly pulled out the blood-stained blade that had pierced his abdomen, and watched the blood strip shrink inch by inch with cold eyes. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead due to the severe pain, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Of course I have to be careful, because I will also Damn..."

When his blood bar was about to be cleared, he quickly bandaged the wound and eliminated the bleeding debuff.

Finally, Ji Chi looked at the bright 1 point behind the blood bar and showed a weak smile.His face was extremely pale due to excessive blood loss, but his black pupils were unprecedentedly bright——

He smiled and asked the Beast God, "Am I still strong now?"

The Beast God looked at his crumbling body, moved his lips, and was speechless.

"Do you need to think about it?" Ji Chi raised his lips and smiled, "According to your point of view, the warrior who struggles between life and death is the most powerful person."

"And..." Ji Chi glanced at the pure white snow field, a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes, he didn't know if it was a coincidence, he died on the snow mountain before coming to this world.But it won't be anymore, and every struggle he has will bring brighter hope.

Ji Chi drew out his two swords, listened to the roar of the wild beast in the distance, and said to the beast god: "Unlock your domain, you won't need it anymore."

The Beast God silently raised his hand, and the hemispherical domain covering the peak of the snow mountain dissipated like foam, and the crimson moonlight above his head shone on the peak, like a bloody battlefield.