Arctic.

The earth is pure white, the cold wind is rustling, and it is frozen for thousands of miles.

The majestic floating fortress De Valoca is like a giant cocoon, hanging high above the blue sky, cast from rocks and steel, up to hundreds of layers.

The old alloy protective shell made a heavy friction sound as the entire fortress was running. Thirteen decks extended outward from the bottom of the fortress, passing through the passageways docked with fighter jets and airships. Thirteen giant holy swords like high towers were inserted at the top of the deck, symbolizing the Thirteen Temple of Devaloca.

The totem of the Thirteen Temples is directed towards the Thirteen Directions, staring at all living beings and protecting the people.

Even though it was covered by the Arctic frost, the magic runes on it still shone with fearful glory.

Devalokka is like a pure land of bliss. The fortress is like spring all year round, and ancient stone steps circling up from the bottom, with green trees on both sides and colorful flowers.

There are even large and small markets and staggered houses, like mountain cities, connected by crisscrossing streets.

The young man smiled and nodded, hurried to work, the old man sat on the street playing chess and chatting, and the naughty children walked through the houses by the road, chasing each other, grabbing the clothes that others had hung outside and throwing them around with laughter.

"Stop, you bunch of bastards!!"

The mistress in the room lay down at the window and cursed.

[Alarm, alarm, obstructed vision, service suspension.]

The clothes were thrown on the head of the old service robot. The robot was dizzy in the middle of the road, and pedestrians avoided them. The patrol officers whistled and chased them. The children ran away with laughter.

This place is full of classical civilization, the collision of mysterious magic and modern technology. After years of hard work, it has become the unique feature of De Valoca.

The huge shadow of the fortress was reflected by the scorching sun in the North Pole on the rolling glaciers. The cold wind swept the ice slags around the polar bears. They were not afraid of this behemoth at all, and they walked leisurely on the Arctic ice shells.

boom!

With a loud bang, the iceberg in the distance seemed to be hit by a heavy artillery and was suddenly razed to the ground.

Ice crystals were everywhere, and gravel fell like meteorites. The hideous cracks extended from the ice cap to all directions, making a creepy "cracking" sound.

"I won't beat you anymore, I won't beat you anymore!"

The blonde and black-eyed man pushed away the ice and rocks pressing against his body with difficulty, got up from the ruins, and looked at the girl slowly falling from the sky in the distance with some fear.

The girl's white boots gently tapped on the broken ice cover, with long legs and slender waists, delicate figures, standing straight there, exuding the aura of being unaware of strangers.

The cloak behind her slowly fell down, wearing a white Templar dress like Allen, and the golden patterns on it made her look extremely holy and pure.

She pulled down her hood covered with ice and snow, shook off her long black hair, revealing her peerless, cold and arrogant face.

Even though he was beaten away hard, Alan could not help but think of a poem he had just heard from the Cangwu Federation.

There are beautiful women in the north, peerless and independent.

"Where is my sister? If you didn't find her, you dare to come back?"

The girl raised her eyes slightly and looked at Allen coldly with her light golden pupils.

Gudong!

Allen swallowed with difficulty, feeling that the girl's eyes were colder than his absolute zero ability.

"Qingluan, listen to my explanation. I searched for it but couldn't find it. Besides, you don't even know her name. You only know that she is sixteen years old like you this year, with a woman with a black hair. All women in the Cangwu Federation were born with black hair. How do you ask me to find it?"

Qingluan frowned, "Didn't I give you a portrait?"

Alan's mouth twitched, "Your portrait is too... Chen Xiang said that she used her feet better than you when she was three years old."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qingluan turned his head and looked at Chen Zuo, who was holding a baby polar bear in the distance.

Chen Xiang's face was not flushed or breathless, and said seriously: "I didn't. He said nonsense. I, Chen Xiang, is a rigorous researcher and never lie."

"Chen Zheng, you..."

"When you collected my money, you didn't say that I was not good at painting. You made me wait with hope. Every day, I stood at the door of the Pope's Temple and looked at the East looking forward to it, but the only thing you asked me to wait for was disappointment!!"

Qingluan was furious and ran up and kicked the broken ice cover under her feet.

The seemingly powerless kick made all the ice caps around Qingluan fly up in an instant, and hit Alan hard like a cannonball.

Alan was just knocked away by these ice sheets that seemed to have weak attack power and directly flattened a hill.

At this moment, seeing Qingluan use this move again, Alan's pupils suddenly shrank, his teeth bit, and his eyes suddenly became densely covered with frost.

The invisible cold air swept away from him. The air around him and even time was frozen bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by his powerful magic power, and the flying ice cap gradually slowed down.

Alan bounced up from the ground, jumping and shuttled between the ice caps in the sky like a phantom, and rushed to Qingluan like lightning, waved his right fist covered by ice, and smashed it hard at Qingluan's head.

Qingluan's flying black hair danced gently in the wind like slow motion. Facing the heavy punch from Allen, a little sarcastic curve slowly emerged from the corner of her mouth.

Bang!

Qingluan stood there and did not move. The moment Alan's fist came into contact with her skin, the trajectory of the huge force instantly rebounded back.

The more he smashed it, the more he hit it back.

boom!

Alan was once again bombed out like a cannonball, drifting like a stone on the thick ice cover of the Arctic, leaving a large spider-web-like crack and scattered ice shells, and finally crashed into the huge iceberg in the distance.

Alan once again climbed out of the ruins of the iceberg with difficulty, and the ice armor on his body fell one by one. He even used the trick he was developing, but he still couldn't hurt Qingluan. He really had no moves now.

Seeing Qingluan approaching slowly, Allen quickly lay down in papers and pretended to be dead.

Chen Zhou, who had already flashed farther away, shook her head slowly and sighed softly, "I'm not going to live. I dare to tease any girl and dare to agree to anything randomly. This is the consequence."

"Get up and call again!"

Allen didn't move.

Qingluan frowned, "If you don't get up again, then I'll let you taste the feeling of blood flowing back!"

As he said that, Qingluan raised his right hand, took off his white gloves, and slowly touched Alan.

"No, no!" Allen jumped up and begged for mercy, "I was wrong. Look around. Let's continue to fight. These broken ice shells flow downwards. Then countries should hold climate meetings to discuss the problems of melting Arctic glaciers and global warming."

"What does it have to do with me!"

"I will go to Cangwu next time, I will definitely help you find..."

[Alarm!Alarm!]

[Eagle Wing Federation seeks help, an S-level alien spirit invasion occurred in the country. The resistance of the country has expired. Please support from the heavenly realm]

[All war temple personnel are requested to arrive at the l8 command center of Devaloca, and the flame temple personnel are requested to arrive at the l14 to prepare for heavy combat weapons and set off in ten minutes]

An alarm suddenly came from high altitude, and Allen looked solemnly. He looked at Chen Zuo in the distance. Chen Zuo was already running towards the lifting platform on Devalokka.

"Sorry, Qingluan, there is a task."

After Allen said that, he turned around and left. Qingluan stood alone, looking at them with some envy.

She is a student of the Pope in the Heavenly Realm and a candidate for the next Pope. Without special circumstances, she cannot leave Devalokka.

Taking a breath, Qingluan turned to the east again, remembering the sister who had once depended on her and struggled to survive in hell.

She had always thought that her sister was dead, after all, she watched her sister be eaten by those dirty monsters with her own eyes.

Later, she was taken to Devalokka by her teacher and became a part of the heavenly world. With full of hatred, she tried her best to learn and improve her superpowers, just to one day she could kill all the monsters in the world to avenge her sister.

But unexpectedly, my sister was still alive, and the teacher always knew about it and didn't tell her.

Since she knew that her sister was still alive, she could no longer let her stay outside in the dangerous world. She had to take her back to Devalokka. Only here can she protect her sister and prevent the tragedy from happening again.

"Sister, I will definitely convince the Pope. Even if it doesn't work, I will find a way to leave. At that time, I will go to the Cangwu Federation to find you in person, and you can wait for me."

After saying that, Qingluan turned around and walked towards Devaloca, with black hair flying and firm steps.
Chapter completed!