Chapter 280 The Holy Inquisitor of Ruian
It is a pity that the Ice Jade Fruit can only increase the liquid mana of the Ice Attribute Practice Method.
Obviously, Gaode's "Aoki Immortality Sutra" is not comparable to the ice practice method.
So even if the ice jade fruit matures thirty years later, it will be of no use to him.
However, if he really waits thirty years from now, he might have three rings, four rings or even higher by then, and he will not be short of the increase in mana from the Ice Jade Fruit.
"Is there a way to accelerate the ripening of the Ice Jade Fruit?" Looking at the three stamens that had just bloomed, Gothe suddenly thought of this again, turned to look at Flora, and asked humbly.
Compared to the powerful effectiveness of the Ice Jade Fruit, ripening once in thirty years is actually not a harsh condition - without the unique conditions of the fourth-level spiritual land, it would take more than a year to condense a drop of liquid mana with Goude's own mage talent.
It would take more than thirty years to condense thirty drops of liquid mana, even longer than the time it takes for the Ice Jade Fruit to mature.
But having said that, this time still seems too long for Gothe, who has not lived more than thirty years in total.
So his first reaction was whether the growth and maturity time of Bingyu Fruit could be shortened.
It just so happened that Flora's ability was able to support his idea.
"Lord Flora, please ask." Upon hearing this, Flora immediately flapped her little wings and approached the ice jade sycamore tree that had just successfully advanced.
She gently touched the tree body with her hand, and after a brief communication, she received feedback from the ice jade sycamore tree.
"Mage, you can ripen it, and ripening is also good for it. It is very willing." Flora gave an affirmative answer.
"What needs to be done?" Gao De was delighted, secretly thinking that this was indeed the case.
"Grind the magic material containing the fire element into powder, mix it with water, and spray it on its stamens to accelerate the growth of its fruit." Flora also learned the specific method during the communication with Bingyu Wutong just now.
Gothe accepted this quite well, but other people present could not help but look shocked after hearing this.
Flora can not only directly observe and understand the status of magic plants, but can even understand the corresponding habits and appropriate cultivation methods of magic plants.
This ability is too exaggerated.
But when I thought about what was said in the guideline, "The spirits of nature are by my side", I gradually calmed down and felt that it was not unacceptable.
This is the "natural spirit"!
"However, it has just grown up and is still adapting to its new body. It needs to wait." Here, Flora said again.
She seemed to be stumped. She counted carefully on her fingers for a long time and finally gave the answer.
"You need fifty of these," Flora gestured with her right palm, and then stretched out a finger, "Add one more of this, and it will be able to adapt to its current body."
"It will be ripe by then."
That was two hundred and fifty-one days. Gao De nodded slightly, but he thought of something else:
【Well, you can't be partial to subjects, quality education must start from childhood, not only spells, but also teaching Flora arithmetic. 】
Hum?
Flora looked alertly at Gothe, who had come back to his senses after a brief wandering, with a normal look on his face.
She frowned in surprise.
With keen intuition, Flora seemed to have detected some "dangerous" aura in Gothe just now.
Just this "dangerous" atmosphere disappeared for a moment, making Flora wonder if she was hallucinating.
"Saint, how long are we going to be under house arrest like this?"
In the room, Loic, who had been under house arrest by the Zhenbing Tribe for five days and could do nothing, was somewhat irritated and couldn't help but ask.
Even if he knew Kathleen, she couldn't give him an accurate answer.
Kathleen did not reply.
Her mind is now filled with what Elder Grant said five days ago: My king is ready to settle all conflicts with your sect.
The "my king" in Elder Grant's mouth refers to Gothe, and Kathleen has already confirmed this.
What she is not sure about now is how Gothe plans to settle the conflict with the guardian of the snowfield?
In the name of the Zhenbing tribe, question the sect?
Or should we use them as bargaining chips to threaten the sect?
No matter how much she thought about it, she could never be sure of what Gao De was thinking.
It was only now that Kathleen discovered that although she had been in contact with Gothe for some time, she actually didn’t know much about Gothe.
I don’t understand the origin of the other party, I don’t understand how the other party suddenly became the king of the Zhenbing tribe, and I don’t even know the other party’s personality and style of doing things.
Just as various thoughts were flashing through Kathleen's mind, there was a sudden knock on the door.
Then, the door was pushed open.
Gaud, the real person that Kathleen had been thinking about, pushed open the door and walked in. Next to him, walking in step by step with him, was Sunaifa, who was carrying [Blizzard] on his back.
"Long time no see." Gothe's eyes passed over the two of them and he said slowly.
Who could have imagined the wonders of this world?
A month ago, he was alone in the snowfield looking for a tree planting spot, but he never expected to be tracked by two people. They were forcibly injected with forbidden ice needles and brought to Phoenix under house arrest.
And now, because of him, Katherine and Luoic were placed under house arrest by the Zhenbing Tribe.
It's really tit for tat.
Because Kathleen was wearing a mask on her face, her expression could not be seen clearly, making it impossible to peek into her inner emotional fluctuations.
But the expression on Loic's face was clearly visible.
It was a complex mixture of emotions: confusion, confusion, worry, as well as awe and anxiety about Gothe's current status.
"Gothe." Roic opened his mouth, his voice was a little dry, and suddenly thought of Gothe's current identity, his face could not help but change slightly, and added: "Sir."
Gothe waved his hand and said straight to the point: "I am here today mainly to tell you two things."
< br/> "The first thing is that the Zhenbing Tribe has planted your sect in Phoenix, and the spy who contacted Donald has been captured. After interrogation, we have identified the mastermind behind all this."
"Who is it?!" Kathleen's eyes widened and she couldn't help but ask aloud, with a hint of urgency in her tone.
Gothe didn't whet their appetites and gave the answer directly: "It's the Holy Inquisitor Ruian whom Elder Grant had speculated earlier."
h "It's really him!!" Loic and Katherine looked at each other, both seeing the disbelief and difficulty in accepting the other's eyes.
Gothe did not give them much time to be shocked, and continued: "I encountered an assassination by a third-level mage in Phoenix. This matter was led by your Ruian Holy Inquisitor. This is one of them."
In addition, the team of hunters from the Zhenbing Tribe who captured the young dragon-blooded frost lizards but were all attacked and killed on their way back was also the fault of the Ruian Holy Inquisitor."
“So, tomorrow the Zhenbing Tribe will send troops to your sect’s Icefield Temple.” Gothe’s words were like a bolt from the blue, leaving both of them at a loss for a moment.
Ignoring the uneasiness and shock in the hearts of the two of them, Gothe turned his gaze to Loic and continued: "I will let you go first." Then retreat immediately; or wait for the Zhenbing tribe's army to arrive, and we will take the people ourselves."
Gothe grinned, showing his white teeth, "This is called courtesy first, then attack. I hope your sect can make the right choice."
The next day, the sun has not yet fully risen.
Gothe has already gotten up, not only him, but most of the people in the Zhenbing tribe have already woken up at this point.
The cold morning air was filled with a nervous and solemn atmosphere.
Because today is the day to go to war.
Elder Grant was already waiting at the door.
Because in the Zhenbing tribe, Gothe is most familiar with Elder Grant, so many things these days are communicated directly by Elder Grant to Gothe.
"My king, your clothes are ready."
Elder Grant brought Gothe the outfit prepared for him by the Zhenbing Tribe.
Five days ago, someone had already measured Gaode and determined his body size.
With the level of craftsmanship of the Zhenbing tribe, even if the women in the tribe who are the best at tailoring "work overtime", it is only today that they can produce Gaode's outfit.
Zhenbing tribe people advocate blue, white and black.
Deep blue represents the ocean and the vast sky in the north, and is also a symbol of the ice element.
The bright silvery white is the concrete image of snow and perfect ice.
The solemn black represents nobility and fearlessness.
Naturally, Gaode, as the most noble person of the Zhenbing Tribe, the clothes prepared for him by the Zhenbing Tribe are also made of these three colors.
Although the conditions in the north are limited, in terms of the "King's" outfit, what the Zhenbing Tribe has done is not inferior to the outside world and is very extraordinary.
The upper body is an exquisite short robe, mainly dark blue, with fine silver threads inlaid on the edges. The silver threads shine coldly in the weak light, like the brightest stars in the night sky.
The front of the short robe is embroidered with some fine totem symbols using complicated silver threads.
The lower body is wearing tight trousers, mainly in black.
The color below the knee gradually transitions to dark blue, and the edges of the trouser legs are also decorated with silver edges, which ensures flexibility of movement without losing the noble style.
The shoes are a pair of special black leather boots.
In addition, there is a cloak, which is ankle-length and the main body is pure white.
But in the center of the back, the Zhenbing Tribe’s emblem is embroidered with black silk thread—an ice crystal phoenix with wings spread high, which is lifelike, as if such a creature really exists in the world.
The edges of the cloak are also intricately intertwined with dark blue and silver threads.
Whenever the wind blows, the cloak flutters in the wind, and the ice crystal phoenix seems to fly out at any time.
It is said that people rely on clothes, and it is true.
After putting on this outfit, Gaode's whole temperament suddenly became much more noble, with a gorgeous temperament.
Elder Grant couldn't help but his eyes lit up.
"My king, this dress really suits you."
Gaode smiled slightly.
After five days, he has become sufficiently immune to the "praising" of others.
It was Flora's fiery eyes that made Gothe feel uneasy.
He knew that Flora also wanted a new outfit.
"Let's go." After getting ready, Gothe walked out of the room and walked towards the square where the Sword in the Ice challenge was once held.
Elder Grant quickly followed.
At this moment, in the square.
Five thousand powerful ice-born mages have put on their usual hunting attire, lined up in a neat queue, and are quietly waiting for the arrival of Gothe and Sunaifa.
There are a total of five thousand ice-born mages, among whom the lowest level is the first level.
At least in the north, there are only three tribes, the Ice Tribe, the Frostwolf Clan, and the Winter's Hammer, that can produce such power.
While everyone was waiting, the figures of Gothe and Sunaifa appeared at the other end of the square together.
The two walked side by side, keeping the same pace.
At this moment, Gao De still looks like a foreigner who looked down and out when he first arrived in Phoenix. His gorgeous clothes, which no more than five people in the entire northern border wore, gave him a completely new look.
Of course, this is the second step.
The most important thing is the perfect ice sword he holds in his hand: [North Wind].
Him He and Sunaifa, one carrying an ice bow and the other holding the Perfect Ice Sword, walked to the high platform under the gaze of everyone.
The atmosphere at the scene was solemn and solemn.
When he climbed onto the high platform, Sunaifa didn't say anything. He just took out the [Blizzard] from his back and held it high.
Gothe also raised [North Wind] with his right hand.
After a few seconds of silence, the scene was instantly detonated.
Behind them, the Zhenbing Tribe’s flag soared into the sky instantly, flying high!
Half an hour later, the 5,000 Ice Mage troops of the Zhenbing Tribe set off, sweeping towards the Icefield Temple with unparalleled momentum.
They did not hide their actions, and such a big movement could not be concealed.
Watching the Zhenbing tribe's army move away, the foreigners who got the news from Phoenix all felt confused.
What is this for?
Above the northern border, they had not seen such a large-scale expedition for who knows how long.
The news that the Zhenbing Tribe has welcomed a new king has already spread in the past few days under Sunaifa's instructions.
At least in Phoenix, everyone knows that in the prophecy left by Oretia, the war mother of the Zhenbing Tribe, the person who will bring hope of recovery has appeared and ascended the throne of the Zhenbing Tribe.
However, they never expected that the first thing the person in the prophecy did after becoming the new queen of the Zhenbing tribe was to lead troops to go on an expedition?
Is this the hope of recovery or the chaos in the north?
After leaving Phoenix, the Iceborn army of the Zhenbing Tribe headed towards the Icefield Temple.
Because the ice descendants in the tribe hunt outside all year round, they are very familiar with marching in the snow, and they all have mastered the traveling spell similar to [Walking on Ice].
So even though the team was so large and they only relied on their feet to travel, they still traveled more than 70 kilometers in one day.
But compared to Loic, who Gothe let go last night, this is nothing.
As soon as he gained freedom, he didn't dare to delay for a moment. He left Phoenix overnight and rushed back to the Icefield Temple without stopping, without even daring to rest for too long.
Although the Snowfield Guardians are the oldest and most powerful sect in the north, they are definitely no match for the Zhenbing Tribe.
In order to avoid this losing war, Loic knew that he must rush back to the headquarters as soon as possible.
In this way, after the specific situation is reported clearly and Gaode's ideas are conveyed in place, there will be enough time for the sect to make decisions within the sect.
His heart must be inclined to eradicate the family and hand over the Holy Inquisitor of Ruian.
But Loic also knew that things would definitely not be that simple.
Because the status of the Holy Inquisitor of Ruian is too high and he is one of the three giants of the sect.
On the other hand, Chief Quentin is not at the headquarters all year round.
This means that in the headquarters, there is only one Archbishop of Luen who has the same status as the Holy Inquisitor of Ruian.
In a one-to-one situation, it is still unknown what will happen.
If they were to fight among themselves first, Ruian's Holy Inquisitor was a hunter who was the best at fighting, and he also practiced the powerful forbidden necromancy. Archbishop Luen was really no match for Ruian's Holy Inquisitor.
When he thought of this, Roic felt his eyes darken and he was very desperate.
But no matter what, we have to rush back first.
No matter what, the sect and the Zhenbing Tribe cannot be allowed to fight.
Otherwise, the Snowfield Guardian may be destroyed in this battle, and the long religious history will directly become a thing of the past.
(End of this chapter)