Cui Minzhe is from the Southern Han Country, but he joined the much-coveted US League five years ago and became one of countless dreamers.
The immigrant's caution and humility in seeking advice from his predecessors allowed him to quickly take root here.
With 7-star strong wind level strength, he has firmly ranked second in the hunter team, making him more and more comfortable.
Now five years later, he has prepared the conditions for his family to immigrate.
Perhaps it was the smooth sailing that had always made Cui Minzhe feel proud of the people of Nanhan in his heart.
However, after seeing this man, all his pride turned into endless humility at this moment.
That's a Xia man!
Even if he has the same yellow skin and dark eyes, Cui Minzhe can be extremely sure.
The man wore a simple robe from the Xia Kingdom, and wore a red-on-black Han sword on his waist.
The mid-length hair draped casually behind his back made the man's profile look otherworldly.
"Are those your compatriots?" When the avalanche was about to hit the top, his teammates turned around and asked in confusion.
Cui Minzhe didn't have time to explain that his compatriots would not wear Xia Guohan sword.
The jets were activated, and eight streams of flames rose from the feet of the team.
The only chance for Choi Min-cheol and the others is to avoid this terrifying avalanche before the fuel of the individual injectors runs out.
1 minute!
It only takes 1 minute.
Even if the jet angle is unbalanced, there is still a final buffer parachute to slow down the descent.
So, they should be safe.
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The man who walked out of the mountain turned his head and looked at the avalanche rushing down the hillside.
In those eyes that have seen all the vicissitudes of life, there is only the purest plainness.
At this moment, Cui Minzhe and others, who had just risen into the air, saw the man's two fingers together and raised slightly.
The Han sword was unsheathed and shot straight into the sky.
Cui Minzhe and others' eyes widened instantly!
Because they saw the man's windless robe, and saw the twisted white mist visible to the naked eye disintegrating in an instant, blooming like a lotus.
They also saw the Han sword that turned and fell in the direction of the two fingers and instantly condensed into a giant frost sword.
Mist like a sea tide converged on the sword's edge, and countless ice crystals condensed.
The vertical glacial waterfall stands between the sky and the earth with a bright cold light.
The sword edge fell in front of him, an ice waterfall formed, and a huge avalanche pressed down on top...
The torrent of snow roared and tried to break through the sword-shaped ice wall, but in the end it could only surge up along the ice waterfall.
The layers are surging and the layers are frozen.
The impact of the avalanche slowed down at an incredible speed, and finally a huge translucent arch formed on the slope.
The man stood safely under the "arch bridge".
“There are no Jiazi in the mountains, and it’s so cold that I don’t know the year.”
While muttering to himself, the man drew out the Han sword standing in front of him and slashed forward casually.
The white waves bloomed to a height of 100 meters and flashed down.
There are two halves of mist and two halves of glacier.
The Han Sword is still the same Han Sword, but the mist that spreads before the sword's edge is unpredictable.
The man walked out calmly, as if he were taking a leisurely stroll.
Cui Minzhe and others fell from the sky in a daze. Several teammates, because of poor control of the angle, landed directly on the giant solid upturned ice peak in mid-air, enjoying the thrill of alpine speed skating.
When these people returned to the ground in pieces, they all swallowed their saliva and looked at the direction where the man disappeared just now with frightened eyes.
Looking at the artificially formed icebergs and... the glaciers that were cut out easily.
"God, what do I see?"
The black mercenary with the talent of rapping shivered and touched the ice beside him.
It feels similar to a polished concrete barrier.
"There is no constructed mecha."
"This is the human war king who has reached the 10-star gale level with his physical body!"
Cui Minzhe looked at the direction in which the Xia man was leaving, and felt the bone-chilling cold freezing his knees. Not only was he unable to breathe, he didn't even have the strength to kneel down.
[Are there really any humans in this world who can compete with the giant beasts at the pinnacle? 】
[Or is 10-star gale-level power really the upper limit they know? 】
Cui Minzhe's soul fell into an unextricable shock.
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US Alliance, Pacific East Coast.
In the glacial canyons covered with hemlocks and spruce trees, only caravans and armies struggled to shuttle along specific routes.
The once natural pristine waters, snow peaks, deep fjords and forest islands are now occupied by misty monsters.
The collapse of the North Alaska Fortress and the emergence of the typhoon-level white monster have recently cast a shadow over this far north land.
Only the strongest business groups dare to travel through the current mountain roads.
Behind danger is often astonishing wealth.
For capital, nothing can override wealth.
[Gerry Merchant Group] is a small caravan affiliated with the Joseph family. They subcontract the material business for a small section of the trade route. Of course, the service targets are not ordinary people, but those 400 kilometers south of Juneau.
Adventurers camping at Ice Lake No. 14.
What followed the gold rush was the "source stone" craze.
The habitat of giant beasts represents wealth. Regardless of whether it is in the extreme cold or the tropics, giant beasts are always more talented than humans in treasure hunting.
The storm roared, and broken ice shards hit his face from time to time.
The mercenaries of the Gerry Merchant Group wore exoskeleton armor unique to the cold zone and were moving forward slowly.
Suddenly, a sharp whistle came from the sky.
"Damn, it's Luke the Vulture."
"Stop and find a cave to hide from these damn vultures!"
The leader was shouting loudly, and the team of two hundred people acted quickly and took cover on the spot.
Luke's vultures, these guys that are supposed to eat carrion in the tropics, God knows how, ended up in Alaska. Not only have they evolved hard feathers that are as strong as steel and can withstand snowstorms, but their body size has also increased by more than five times, with wingspans exceeding 10 meters.
The development of these giant beasts that can travel through snowstorms has become a nightmare for caravans.
They not only eat carrion, but also prefer to eat fresh flesh and blood raw.
Weak humans are their food to resist the cold wave.
Soon, everyone in the caravan saw a large shadow emerging in the distant sky.
"I'm afraid it's a group of over 100 vultures."
The leader with Europa ancestry is a strong warrior with a height of two meters, but now it can only curl up as much as possible to let the white exoskeleton armor be covered by the snowstorm as much as possible.
Groups of 100 vultures are very rare. Once spotted by them, it will definitely be a disaster.
"Silence."
For a while, even the sound of breathing disappeared.
Only the howling snowstorm remained in the valley.