"This is already the third day since the day they left the Magana. This team followed the blue-robed priest all the way north, gradually entering the far north.

As these people's footprints deepen, the surrounding environment becomes more and more terrifying.

The never-ending cold wind and the snow particles in the sky made the limbs stiff, and the endless white snow made people dizzy. The precise compass and route recorder also began to spin in circles. If it weren't for the blue-robed priest who kept

Leading the way, people have no idea where they are going.

Although there is plenty of food, the team members' physical energy is still consumed very quickly. You must know that every step in the snow that reaches the knees is a challenge.

Fortunately, the team members followed Matisse's suggestion and brought skis, which could alleviate the situation a little.

In fact, when they finally left the ice sea and set foot on the frozen soil of the Far North on the evening of the second day, they had already reached their limit.

The cold here has reached the point where the beard outside the mask can be frozen into a block. As long as an inch of skin is exposed to the air, you will lose consciousness in a moment. If you hit it with the hammer handle, the skin will be connected to the flesh.

fall down.

If it hadn't been for the blue-robed priest who had been treating the frostbitten team members, everyone might not have been able to persevere.

At this time, a blizzard with no end in sight was roaring above their heads. The behemoth was like a huge top in the sky. No matter who was involved in it, he was likely to die. However, the blue-robed priest was carrying

They went to an extremely deep glacier canyon to avoid the terrifying blizzard.

Looking up at the sky from the bottom of the glacier canyon, you can only see a thin line. The cold valley wind is blowing constantly, and the ground is extremely slippery. Even wearing spike shoes is difficult to maintain balance. In such an extreme place, it is just a small

Somersaulting can have extremely disastrous consequences. Two team members broke their frozen fingers due to a fall.

"The injuries you have suffered will be treated for you. Please be patient until the treatment is completed."

The blue-robed priest half-crouched in front of several injured people, with his hands slightly open, and the palms of his hands glowed with warmth. A soft warm current was injected into their bodies. In a short time, the chill in their whole bodies was driven away, and frostbite was eliminated.

The pain was completely eliminated, and such a magical brilliance even caused the broken fingers of the two unfortunate team members to grow back to their original appearance like mushrooms after rain.

"Thank you very much, Priest."

"It's all healed! No pain at all, no more cold!"

...

The recovered team members excitedly grabbed the priest's hands and thanked him.

The blue-robed priest did not take his actions seriously. He said: "You are suffering this because of me. It is I who should express my gratitude to you."

The team leader holding a fluorescent stone lamp sighed beside the blue-robed priest: "What a magical healing technique! Sir, are you..."

Along the way, the priest walked in the snow without leaving a trace, and was not bothered by the snow at all. No matter how cold the wind blew in front of him, it could not make his body tremble in the slightest. A simple stretch of his hand could call out something comparable to a god.

Trace technique.

With such an almost divine figure, still wearing a blue robe and a mask, these characteristics point directly to a living legend.

"Well, if that's what you think, then I am..."

Regarding his identity, the blue-robed priest does not want to make it public. If possible, he would rather remain anonymous.

Another strong wind blew, and the priest pulled his hood, a royal blue robe swaying in the cold wind.

The priest looked at the seemingly endless canyon in front of him and said: "It's almost there, you go back."

"Okay, please be careful."

The captain immediately agreed to the priest's proposal.

Continuing to follow him was beyond their ability. Moreover, these twelve experienced warriors did not play a role in protecting the priest. Instead, they became the object of care and became a burden.

And if the person in front of them is really that person, then worrying about his safety is as ridiculous as a candle worrying about when the sun will go out.

"Take this, it will help you get out of here safely."

The priest handed the captain a white gem the size of a goose egg. The captain stretched out his hands to take it and found that this beautiful gem actually exuded refreshing warmth.

The power.

"Okay, let's take a short rest and then return."

Having this kind of treasure in his possession is what this master relies on to run rampant in the polar regions, right?

The captain first put the gem in his sheepskin pocket, and then walked among the team members to announce the following plan, but one team member suddenly asked:

"Captain, what are you wearing? It's so warm that you're not even cold anymore."

It turns out that the cold-repelling ability of this gemstone not only affects one person, but can also protect those around him.

"Ah! This is the adult...eh?"

When the captain took out the gems in his pocket and turned around to call the priest to explain, he found that the man in blue robes who had just stood tall in the cold wind had disappeared.

Buzz!!

Amid a buzzing sound, a strange golden character appeared on the pale gem held by the captain.

"This, this is?"

Before people could understand what they were seeing, the golden characters suddenly exploded, and a golden wave rushed towards them.

Everyone was wrapped in this strange energy wave, and no one was screaming or sighing, because their consciousness had been stripped away, and everyone's eyes were lifeless.

With that gem as the center, a pale golden energy shield popped out, and the warm power protected these people who had lost their self-awareness.

"Go back and forget everything here."

The blue-robed priest stood above the canyon, silently watching the figures of those people leaving the canyon.

When these people return to the ship safely, they will forget what they saw and heard in the past three days, and their own consciousness will give a reasonable explanation for the blank memory, and they will not notice anything wrong.

place.

The Far North is not something ordinary people should touch. If these people who set foot in the Far North are allowed to go back with this memory, I don't know how many hidden dangers will be left behind.

Therefore, he erased the memories of these people so as not to be involved in the causes and effects that were constantly being cut and confused.

"So....."

The priest exhaled a breath of white air and turned his gaze to the storm above his head.

"It's time to meet old friends."

Within this never-ending storm lies the true secret of the Far North.

This terrifying storm that isolates the inside and outside can break the wings of a giant dragon. The thin air and extreme low temperatures in the storm can kill most creatures within minutes.

However, inside the storm, it was a different story.

There is no longer a strong wind day and night, the pure air has the smell of fresh grass, and the black fertile soil is covered with white vegetation.

Several white mountains landed next to a giant lake, and the blue-robed priest in the sky was as small as a grain of sand in this world.

"You...are...coming."

A voice echoed in the mountains, and the powerful sound shook the low, cold-resistant plants.

"Is Xiao okay?"

The priest asked in the direction of the voice, which was a mountain.

"Ah...it seems...he...has been...waiting for you..."

"Shan" spoke slowly, and every word it uttered made the mountains and rivers turbulent. In order to make its words distinguishable, it could only slow down its speaking speed.

"Can you take me to see him now?"

"OK......"

Before the long words stopped echoing, the mountain, which was hundreds of meters high, began to shake violently. The vegetation on it fell one after another, and its huge limbs were pulled out of the holes in the ground.

This "mountain" is actually alive, and every small movement of such a terrifying giant creature can cause the earth to shake.

And this is the Titan, the top legendary creature that has dominated the world for tens of millions of years in the ancient times. The Golden Behemoth, which is now said to be able to tear apart giant dragons with its hands, is just a weakened subspecies of the Titan.

"Come...come..."

The Titan slowly lowered his head and motioned for the priest to step on him. The priest unceremoniously landed on the top of the giant from the air, as if he had landed on a mountain. In fact, there was no difference. This Titan

In addition to their own hair, there is thick soil on top of their heads, and there are many low trees growing on the soil. Except for the vibration, small humans cannot feel that this is any different from ordinary mountains.

When the priest stepped on its head and stood firm, the Titans slowly lifted their limbs and crawled slowly on the trembling ground. Although the Titans could walk upright, it was too strenuous for them.

The huge energy consumption caused by this body makes the Titans dislike doing strenuous activities.

It seems that its movements are very slow, but in fact, every time it lands, it is hundreds of meters behind the previous step. This speed is indeed much faster than the priest walking on his own.

The surrounding mountains also began to tremble slightly when the Titan moved, and they made murmurs one after another like rolling thunder in the sky.

"Ah...it's...him..."

"He's...here...what's the matter?"

"The outside...world...is boring..."

...

"'Xiao'...Fu...Xi...Ni...is looking for you..."

In a short time, the Titan climbed to the lakeside, and then it raised its head and shouted at the huge lake. Its shout caused waves on the lake.
To be continued...