Chapter 3: Frost Elegy (Part 1)

　　 At this time, Ronamus's low magnetic voice sounded.
　　 "My people, welcome to your king's treasure-Ronamus' Dream Theater! Please follow the lead of the waiter, walk through the seats in the hall, enter the center of the stage, and enter the colorful vortex!"
　　 treasure? It seems to be another mysterious and extraordinary thing.
　　 Ace thought, while following the waiter's lead, walked into the colorful vortex in the center of the stage.
　　 Ace walked into the colorful vortex, and suddenly a dazzling light burst out in front of his eyes. When the light passed, he found himself in a palace.
The style of the 　　 palace is somewhat similar to that of the Medemus Palace. On the main hall on the central axis, a handsome young man stands on the second floor. He is dressed in a white robe and purple ribbon, wearing a golden olive branch crown, watching the sunset silently.
　　 Ace tried to walk into him, but found that he could not move at a certain distance, so he found a bench to sit down and watched this fully immersive alien movie seriously.
　　 He didn't wait too long. The setting sun gradually sank. At the turn of morning and dusk, a soft silver-white light stroked the young king in front of him, like lovers who hadn't seen him in a long time, rubbing each other and whispering warmly.
　　 "Alias, this is our child. Mortals can't live in the Mount Kaya for a long time. You can only take care of him."
　　 A pair of white hands stretched out in the light, and He handed the baby to the young king.
　　At this time, the whole city seemed to be whispering, "Rhonemus, Rhonemus."
"Medea, my goddess. I want to leave everything behind and serve you forever in the abode of God. Unfortunately, I am not a legendary hero and cannot enter the invisible mountain of Kaya. I will take care of our children. He will It is the future king of the city-state of Rhone."
　　 Alias ​​took the baby carefully and said softly.
　　Legendary hero? It should be a kind of qualification or transcendent level, which is qualified or capable to live long in Kaya Mountain. Ace analyzed while watching.
　　 "Alias, everyone has their own responsibilities. The moment I become the goddess of grace, it is difficult for us to stay together for life like ordinary lovers."
　　 "But death is just another great adventure. When your life comes to an end, I will take you to my country, and we will stay there to the end of the world."
　　 His white hands rubbed the king's face, and the light slowly disappeared, and he was nowhere to be seen.
　　 It seems that the gods also have certain limitations and cannot live in the mortal world for a long time, and the creatures in this world should have souls. Ace seized the rare opportunity to seriously summarize and analyze the various possibilities of the extraordinary world.
　　 At this moment, the scene suddenly changed.
　　 "Clang!"
　　 "Clang clang clang!"
　　 "Clang!"
　　 This is a wide courtyard, and the middle-aged Alias ​​is battling a sword with the little boy whose face looks like him.
　　 The little boy looked at about eleven or twelve years old. The dagger had been knocked into the air. He was holding the ground and panting. The sweat fell on his hair and cheeks, making a "ticking" sound.
　　 "Ronamus, you have made a lot of progress today. After inspiring the blood of God, you will become stronger and stronger."
　　 Alias ​​said while taking the sheep towel from the young man standing next to him, and gently wiping his sweat on Ronamus.
　　 "Father, when I will come by myself, when will I be as strong as you?"
　　 Ronnamus grabbed the sheep towel, wiped his sweat indiscriminately, and asked Arias eagerly.
　　 "Rhonemus, my son. Do you know what a noble is? What is a hero?"
　　 Alias ​​looked at Ronamus's ruby ​​red eyes as brilliant as his, and asked gently.
　　 "Nobles are the blood of gods, heroes are the most powerful group of nobles."
　　 Ronamus said without hesitation.
"My son, what you said is correct, but it is not accurate. Nobles are the blood of gods, and they stimulate the potential of blood. Although they are stronger than ordinary people, they are not truly extraordinary. Heroes are all-round sublimation, the essence of life. It's different from mortals. Look!"
Alias ​​raised his right hand and pointed at the sky. His temperament changed. The temperature around him dropped sharply. Even the people who ate melons Ace felt cold, and Alias’ right hand grew out of it quickly. A forty-meter long sword made of ice.
　　The scorching sun was high, and there was snow all around. Aleas shouted, holding a forty-meter long ice sword and slashed towards the door.
　　 "Boom!" The gate of the courtyard disappeared directly, disappearing from the straight pavement along the gate, leaving only a deep crack of hundreds of meters long and nearly tens of meters deep.
　　 Ace’s pupils shrank instantly, and the hero was so powerful, far beyond the limit of a mortal, and it was almost not the same species.
　　 "Is this the power of a hero? It's amazing!" Ronamus looked at his father admiringly and said.
　　 "No, it is the strong one among the heroes, the power of the great hero!"
　　 Alias ​​said to his son with the pride of his father.
　　 "Wow! Is the big hero the best?"
　　 Ronamus's expression made Ace very familiar. In his previous life, he admired his father in the same way when he was a child, feeling that he was omnipotent.
"The strongest group of great heroes are called golden heroes. Above them, they are the legendary heroes. They combine their own strength and epic singing into one, and they can condense unique treasures. The legend is that they are gods. Gifts, chartered to live in the mountain of Kaya, the residence of the gods."
　　 Alias' expression was a little envy and yearning.
　　 "My son, UU reading www.uukanshu.com When your mother handed you over to me, the whole city was whispering your name. One day my mission will come to an end, and you will be crowned king."
　　 "You are the goddess of grace and my son, the people will love you, the nobles will support you, and you are the king of heaven in the city of frost."
　　 The voice of the dialogue and the scene gradually blurred, and the young man standing behind the father and son had a little black frost on his arms, and his eyes alternated with calm and madness.
　　 When the scene in front of me became clear again, the soft morning light had already spilled over the earth, and the people of Frost City began a new day of work, everything was peaceful and beautiful.
　　 murmured sleepily and began to come. The people in the whole city seemed to stand still for an instant, and a large amount of black frost crawled out and condensed into monsters with hideous faces. They were covered in dark blue with black frost burning on them, exuding extreme cold and evil.
　　 This is probably the ice demon in the epic. Ace recalled the story he had heard. The biggest enemy to escape from the Sand Plateau was the ice demon. Legend has it that they came from the coldest level of the abyss, eternal winter, cruel and chaotic.
　　 "It's the ice demon!" The nobles of the city-state broke free from the strange state of stillness. They gathered together with the king. The citizens formed a squad according to the neighborhood, and the entire city-state began to resist the demons that descended out of thin air.
　　 Alias ​​is leading an army of nobles and citizens of the city-state to fight against an army of monsters with fierce heads and two times taller than ordinary people.
　　He waved his hand and said to Ronamus, "Son, you quickly flee to the northern highlands outside the city with our people. The warriors and I will come to sniper the devil. As long as there are people, the city will have hope."
　　 Ronamus looked at his father's back which was retrograde towards the devil, his eyes were slightly moist, he turned around and brought people together, gathered the panicked residents, and fled outside the city.