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Chapter 813: Chapter 685: Invading the Holy Land of Elves!

The two of them reached the end of the Rainbow Bridge at the same time.

Then, Xu Shuo, without any hesitation, crushed the arrow, activating the stored magic. A transparent protective shield enveloped him, allowing him to float in the air amid the howling blizzard.

The Duke of Silver was a bit slower to act.

But he did the same thing right after Xu Shuo crushed the arrow, and a similar shield emerged around him.

Then, the two glanced at each other calmly.

When Xu Shuo turned his head, he saw a silver figure rushing toward him, almost at the instant the Rainbow Bridge completely disappeared, the other party also fiercely crushed the arrow.

The disappearance rate of the three Rainbow Bridges is the same.

It would be different.

It’s just the speed at which the three people reached the destination.

Zuo Fang’s speed was actually not slow.

But due to being an archer, he was naturally a step slower on the bridge, plus he stupidly froze in place for two seconds.

So now…

Zuo Fang was still about ten meters away from the destination.

Since the Rainbow Bridge had already disappeared under his feet, he had to use the second arrow prematurely, failing to arrive successfully.

At this moment, Zuo Fang looked eagerly at Xu Shuo’s position: “Papal Majesty, can your floating magic fly?”

Xu Shuo looked at him speechlessly: “…”

This shield magic not only allows floating but also blocks the raging blizzard.

However, Zuo Fang discovered that he could not control it.

He also did not dare to forcefully push the magic protective shield, fearing that a bit of force might break this thin layer of light membrane.

However, Xu Shuo just surveyed his surroundings indifferently without paying attention to his predicament.

The young man turned away ruthlessly.

Zuo Fang immediately cried out with his hand stretched: “Papal Majesty! I really could save myself a bit!”

The Duke of Silver looked after him and then withdrew his gaze to survey the area they stood before.

There were no islands in front of them now.

It was still a vast expanse of white snow.

The bottom was an endless ice field, and the sky was an endless curtain of snow. The silent snow piled on the protective shield, making the whole world seem lonely as if only this expanse of white existed.

Xu Shuo reached out of the protective shield and gently touched the air in front, immediately feeling a strong repulsion force.

It wasn’t a rejection of outsiders.

But a rejection of his identity.

The young man’s already pale fingertips turned even paler and translucent, with frost spreading from his fingertips, quickly corroding to the back of his hand.

A bone-chilling cold seeped into his bloodstream, spreading from his fingertips.

If it were an ordinary person here, the frost might have already spread throughout the body, and the person might already have turned into an ice sculpture.

Yet Xu Shuo calmly withdrew his hand, gently rubbing his chilling fingertips with his left hand, his gaze contemplatively surveying the front.

His eyes seemed to penetrate through the curtain of snow.

Seeing something in the void.

The Duke of Silver silently stood beside, not minding his thoughts, even though it looked like he had been staring off into space for a long time.

“Papal Majesty!”

Zuo Fang was still crying out in the distance.

He was flapping his arms and legs within the shield, trying to propel himself through the air like a water walking ball in a swimming pool.

The reason for his anxiety was mainly that the magic energy of this protective shield was weakening under the onslaught of the blizzard.

As the Chief Knight of the Order of the Sun Knights, Zuo Fang could very clearly sense how much longer this shield could last in the air.

He was really close to not being able to hold on!

Zuo Fang couldn’t help but cry out.

And after a while, Xu Shuo also finally made a move.

This time, without using any medium, Xu Shuo raised his finger and directly drew a magic array in the air using his own spiritual power.

Solid-as-reality magic energy swept over from all directions, forming golden lines interweaving and sketching mysterious, intricate lines that lingered long amidst the blizzard.

Magic energy, existing everywhere on the continent, no one knows where it comes from.

But it is known that they are omnipresent.

Suddenly, Xu Shuo sensed a massive repulsion and oppression descending, as if trying to prevent him from completing this magic, and the surrounding blizzard screamed with intensity!

Xu Shuo’s line-drawing fingers paused momentarily.

The Duke of Silver’s gaze flashed, and he suddenly took out a white stone from his thick cloak and threw it out.

Buzz—

A huge whirlwind appeared around them, far more intense than the storm over the ice field!

The howling snow was pulled by the whirlwind, spinning rapidly, and in the blink of an eye turning into a giant hollow snowball, enveloping the three inside.

Without the moonlight shining, the interior of the snowball became pitch-black.

But the golden magical patterns were distinctly clear.

The Duke of Silver said indifferently: “It can hold for a while, keep going.”

Zuo Fang stared wide-eyed: “Well, turns out you just said you couldn’t hover, that was just an excuse”

The Duke of Silver did not glance aside.

Xu Shuo had no particular reaction, but as the feeling of repulsion dissipated, he quickly continued to draw the magic array.

This is a pure Light Magic.

…

…

Floating Island.

Outside there is a raging blizzard, inside it is also heavy snow fluttering.

The ground is crystal clear white, like a water mirror, but exudes bursts of cold air, with continuous undulating snow mountains crisscrossing the entire island, far away without any green vegetation.