The far north is always shrouded in frost and snow that has lasted for countless years. Ever since life was born here, ever since life began to observe the world, ever since life began to record history, the sky here has always been...

It snowed, occasionally for a while, and then continued again.

Does frost and snow also have a source?

If you want to pursue the answer to this question, then you have to go all the way north from the southern coast of the North, across many countries that believe in the frost phoenix, all the way to the depths of the vastest snowfield, to the foot of the Sema Snow Mountain, which is like isolation

The huge mountains of heaven and earth are the source of the legendary frost and snow.

If you are more brave, you will continue to climb up, all the way through the deserted mountainside to the top of the mountain blocked by space turbulence.

At this moment, deep in the Sema Snow Mountain, the upside-down mountain peaks formed by layers of fuzzy spatial turbulence are particularly lively.

Large and strong women were surrounding a group of people, walking slowly through the mountain road wrapped in turbulent space.

"Be careful. If you fall into the turbulence of space, even the phoenix will not be able to save you."

The female troll leading the way used her halberd as a crutch to support the ground while warning the dozens of people wrapped up in their troll team - although this female troll team only had a dozen or so people.

, compared to the guys surrounded by them, there were more than two-thirds less, but due to the disparity in size, it seemed that those humans together were not as many as half of them.

At this moment, surrounded by these trolls were a group of people who were dressed in a slightly embarrassed manner, most of them were women, and they were strong-looking Sardinian women.

There was only one strong old man among them, wearing a simple cold-proof robe. In his arms was a little girl who was shivering from the cold, with round mouse ears, and was shrinking into a ball.

Beside him, an old woman who looked fat but strong was also holding two little rat girls in her arms.

If Fisher were here, of course he would know that this was Old Jack, the father of his old classmate, Pahtz, the first mate of the Iceberg Queen, and her three rat-bred granddaughters.

In front of this group of Sardinian women is a girl with short blond hair who looks quite strong. She has an extremely noble appearance of Narli blood. She has blond hair and golden eyes. However, due to sleeping in the open air for a long time, she also

The noble and weak appearance has faded away, and he has become more like a little lion.

It was Elisabeth Gedlin's sister, Isabel Gedlin.

At this moment, she was supporting a tall, listless, and rather frail-looking Sardinian woman.

This woman's long white hair hung lazily on the back of her head. Her face, which had always been elegant and unsmiling, was now slightly lowered. Her extremely pale face could occasionally be seen among the scattered white hair.

She gently held her lower abdomen, wrapped her body in an extremely simple robe, and leaned feebly on Pahz's body next to her. Dark smoke kept coming out of her lower abdomen, as if it was filled with smoke.

There was something at the end of her body that penetrated deeply into her body, sucking out everything from her.

"Ahem"

The cold weather, combined with physical factors, made this Sardinian woman cough slightly.

Next to her, Isabel gritted her teeth and looked at the female troll leading the way, and couldn't help but say in Northern dialect,

"How long does it take to get there? We've been walking for almost half an hour!"

The troll in front was still walking, but he touched the back of his head and said blankly,

"It's almost there, I guess. I don't know. I usually see it when I'm walking."

Isabel gritted her teeth speechlessly, but there was nothing she could do.

She has heard that there are many demi-human races in the Snow Mountains. The only remaining bloodlines of the legendary six races in the Snow Mountains have returned to the Snow Mountains. There seems to be a race called slimes among them that can teleport.

But now their ship sank during their escape, and even the captain Alagina was seriously injured because of the Black Chief's relics. They were in urgent need of a place to take refuge and rest. They thought they would be able to live a little more peacefully back in the north.

, but I didn’t expect that the Turan family here and the Nali and Black Chiefs were in cahoots.

In the past few years, Isabel has truly realized the sadness of "the world is so big but there is no place to stay".

Her sister was really too powerful. Her influence and puppets were everywhere, which made Isabel a little breathless.

"It's okay, Isabel, I can still hold on."

At this moment, Alagina beside her suddenly spoke hoarsely, causing Isabel to come back to her senses worriedly.

She looked at the pale Alagina in front of her, suddenly felt a little guilty, and whispered,

"I'm sorry, Captain Alagina, I was the one who dragged everyone down. I should have gone back to Nali then, so that everyone wouldn't"

Alagina's long white eyelashes were stained by some frost and snow of the same color. Upon hearing this, she shook her head and said,

"Even if it weren't for you, one day in the future, Elizabeth wouldn't let us go because of Fisher, it's just sooner or later. In this case, it's better to come earlier. What's more, Phoenix is ​​not

It hasn’t cut off all our hopes, has it?”

"Phoenix"

Isabel looked a little hesitant. She didn't know whether to believe such a mythical legend.

It’s just that there are rumors circulating throughout the North that in the Sema Snow Mountains, the legendary Frost Phoenix has reincarnated and returned to take back the North again and place it under the shadow of her wings. But just because of the migration of those sub-human races

, can we make such a judgment just because there are really trolls on the top of Sema Snow Mountain?

Isabel didn't know, but she didn't speak again. She just silently supported Alagina and led all the remaining crew members of the Iceberg Queen closer to the front.

Although these female trolls looked silly, they were surprisingly honest and frank, because not long after, another scene really appeared in front of them.

"Well, we're here"

Hearing the reminder of the troll's roaring voice, Isabel unconsciously raised her head and looked forward. However, she found that they had passed through the previous space turbulence at some point. As the space changed, the scene ahead also changed drastically.

Change.

At the end of the gradually flattening snowfield ahead, there is a huge tower towering into the sky. Its shining luster is rare in the world, and it is the legendary Zhenbing.

The magical light of the perfect ice fell upside down from the sky, following the sunshine and covering the entire snowfield they stepped on. It was only now that Isabel realized that the place they stepped on was also made of perfect ice.

"Is that the frost and snow sycamore tree?"

As if the towering tower grew upside down with the sky as the earth and the earth as the goal. In front of it, countless statues of creatures kneeling on the ground or that have long since disappeared or still exist have pious faces, recording the past glory of this place.

But what worries Isabel even more is that the door of the frosty sycamore tree is open, revealing many troll species and snow fox species inside.

"cracking!"

At that moment, in the sky, a shadow wearing the same simple robe as them flew towards her quickly. Behind her was a colorful parrot that had lost a lot of feathers and was flapping its wings.

"Sister Osie!"

It was a bird species. After seeing the people below, she immediately landed in front of them, shook her wings that had not yet been retracted, and knocked away the wind and snow above.

Behind him, first mate Pahz, who looked much thinner than before, quickly came out and asked Osie,

"So, what do those slimes mean?"

Ossie looked at Pahz, and after pondering for a moment, she said,

"They said they are still considering it."

"What?! Are you still thinking about it? What if you don't agree? We just listened to them and worked hard to get here. What should we do if we don't agree? Let's go back the way we came."

Osie's ears hurt from the loud noise of Pahz. She raised her feathered wings and rubbed her ears hidden in her long white hair, and then explained,

"It's not that they don't consider our matters, it's that they have more important things to be busy with."

"Be busy! Be busy!"

The parrot, which had lost a lot of feathers but still looked unaffected, nodded and repeated.

Pahz glanced behind him. The group of trolls who had escorted them had all left. They didn't know where to go to rest. No one came to greet them, as if they were left to fend for themselves.

When she thought of this, Pahz became angry. She folded her hands and looked at the spectacular frost-snowed sycamore tree behind Osie. She spat on the snow next to her and cursed,

"Damn it, these stupid plasticine slimes. Forget about being snobbish. The lion is so open-minded that he won't teleport us up until we pay enough for all of us, which made us run away so far! Alaji

Na is injured! If I hadn't asked you to come up to see the situation halfway, would we still have to hang out here for a few days before we know the result!? Damn it, these six hidden snow mountain tribes

What are you busy with all day long? Are they going to fight Nali too?"

Isabel helplessly stretched out her hand to stop Pahz who was cursing at the door of the other party's hometown. After all, they were here to seek help, but she really couldn't get a word in, so she had to look back at the man who was holding the three rat girls in his arms to keep them warm.

Old Jack, unexpectedly, shook his head and said there was nothing he could do.

"Pahz"

Aragina, who was in poor condition next to her, spoke softly to stop her first mate from making rude remarks.

Pahz was silent, but the expression on his face was still ugly. He just looked angrily at the nearby female troll who was lying sprawled out in the ice and snow, sleeping but seemed to have no feeling at all.

Osie also sighed. She looked at the frosty sycamore tree behind her and couldn't help but explain,

"I can't help it. They seemed to say that the phoenix was about to wake up, so everyone was very nervous about it."

Pahz's originally angry expression suddenly froze when he heard Osie's words, and everyone behind him, especially the female Sardinians, looked at Osie in disbelief.

"It's not what you said? Phoenix? They really have a phoenix here? Have you seen it?"

"No, but it's most likely true. I went inside and took a look. The decoration inside is really where the phoenixes used to live. Here are the frost and snow sycamore trees."

""

Pahz opened her mouth wide. Even though the expression on her face was angry, as a Sardinian woman she never dared to have an attack again.

You know, disrespecting the Phoenix in the North is like disrespecting the Mother Goddess in Kadu. Moreover, they all believe in the Frost Phoenix, so of course they know the taboos.

Pahz curled his lips and was speechless like a wilted rooster.

She had no choice but to kick the snowdrift next to her and waited for a while before complaining in a low voice,

"Then can't you take us to a warmer place? My old Jack is almost dying from the cold."

At this time, inside the frosty sycamore tree, through the outside area, we came to the deep, huge cylindrical phoenix courtyard.

Different from the darkness and silence when Fisher arrived four and a half years ago, the lights here are bright and the sounds are noisy. Although now, after years of baptism and curse slaughter, the number of the six snow mountain tribes is far less than before.

Even though everyone has entered here, it still doesn't look very lively, but it is still popular.
To be continued...