A man walking in the snowy mountains said that they were a caravan in Freljord.
Although this place is somewhat exclusive, there are still some tribes that can be dealt with. They exchange things from other places here to earn the price difference.
"Yes, the temperature dropped suddenly. Fortunately, we brought a lot of warm clothes before coming here, otherwise we would have returned in vain."
How long have they been walking, and they have not yet reached their destination, the Avarosa tribe. If they leave like this, their trip will be a big loss.
"Speaking of which, what on earth was that iron ball we threw before?"
"How do I know!" The person being questioned rolled his eyes. "The caravan from Zaun asked me to throw it away. I don't know what it is."
Although the phantom ball looks very delicate, they have no desire to get it. As members of the caravan, they uphold the word integrity.
What's more, Zu An has changed so much. God knows if that thing is the creation of the great magician. If they get the phantom ball, they may not even know how to die.
"Then should we talk to them?" the man asked again.
"It shouldn't be necessary, right?" The person being asked thought for a while, "There are so many people entering the Freljord every year, and there are even many powerful magicians. We just threw an iron ball, and there shouldn't be any."
What's the problem?"
Although Freljord is a country of ice and snow, the people here are not easy to mess with, not to mention Avarosa and other tribes that live here.
Even the legendary demigods are here, not to mention the rumored Howling Abyss, and there is a witch Lissandra who masters the terrifying frost witchcraft. No matter how powerful the person who enters here is, they believe
In front of these legendary figures, no one is much better than them.
"You two, stop chatting and hurry up. We have to get to the first temporary camp before evening!"
The captain who was walking in front of the caravan turned around and shouted to the two of them. Such a sudden drop in temperature made him, who had been walking on this caravan all year round, sense that something was wrong.
But no matter what, he had to ensure the safety of the caravan, at least to get everyone to the first temporary camp to rest.
When the two people heard each other's greetings, they both closed their mouths and followed closely with the camel beast beside them.
"The weather is getting really weird."
The caravan captain sighed, and then continued to drive the camel beast forward. They had to reach the temporary camp before evening, otherwise they would all freeze to death here.
A few snowy mountains away from them, Mu En was controlling the Phantom to travel through the ice and snowy mountains.
The ice and snow under his feet continued to form, and Mu En moved quickly through the ice and snow as if he were stepping on a surfboard.
"That side should be the direction of the Howling Abyss."
Through the induction of energy, Mu En had found the direction of the Howling Abyss, but something surprised him.
In that direction, he not only felt the powerful power of frost, but also felt a scorching breath gushing out from the earth's veins.
"That old sheep is actually here."
The only one who can emit such fiery power in this ice and snow is the God of Forging, Old Sheep Orn, known as the Flame of the Hidden Mountain.
He had always known that Ornn was in Freljord, but he didn't expect that the other party's location was almost the same as the direction in which the frost power was emitted, almost in the same area.
"However, that old sheep probably won't take action."
Although Mu En did not dare to say that he knew everything about Orn's past, he still knew some of his deeds.
Like his title, this demigod is a forging master who is immersed in forging. Unless his brothers and sisters intervene in matters between mortals, he will never take action.
After looking at Aoun's direction, Mu En looked again at the direction where the power of frost was emanating.
"The smell of emptiness, are you atoning for your sins?"
Mu En felt very clearly that underneath the power of frost, there was this strong power of void. It was not pure power of void, but the secondary void wrapped in the outer layer of this world.
"It looks like we can bring this void back."
Following the sound, the Phantom's figure became faster, and an ice bridge rose from the ground, carrying the Phantom forward rapidly to that place.
Mu En plans to let this void return. As for the void creatures in the secondary void, Mu En doesn't care. Those are just distorted lives bred by the secondary void. When the secondary void returns, these void holy objects will also
It will turn into essence and return to the void.
Hall of the Nine Lords of Frostguard Fortress
Surrounded by nine huge perfect ices, a woman who was one with the frost suddenly made a move.
The ice crystals under her feet surrounded her and led her to an open place.
"This is……"
As a frost witch, Lissandra's perception of the power of frost is far beyond ordinary people, and she clearly felt the temperature of Freljord drop.
This was not the result of her casting a spell. The sudden change in temperature made her confused.
"Could it be that those things in the void are taking action again?"
As she spoke, streaks of frost power spread outward from Lissandra's body. She wanted to check if there was something wrong with the seal of the void.
The reason for this is entirely because she understands the terror of void creatures.
Her power, and even the power of all Iceborn with ice blood, all come from the Void Watcher.
It was the Void Watcher who gave them power, but she also woke up at the last moment and sealed the Void Watcher under the Hall of Nine Lords at a great cost.
"I will never let you step out of the seal!"
The ice-covered eyes glanced at the nine huge icicles in the Hall of the Nine, and Lissandra spoke firmly.
Those nine huge icicles were transformed by her close relatives and allies. She made them by draining the spiritual energy of the Yeti clan.
Although this behavior turned the Yeti clan into beasts, it also allowed her to successfully seal the Void Monitor.
She has been guarding here, guarding the Frostguard Fortress and the Howling Abyss. She is atoning for her past mistakes and will never allow any accidents, even if her Frostguard clan is buried with her.
However, when she thought of the two war mothers who appeared as iceborn, Lissandra's cold face also showed a smile.
"The two of them really look alike~"
During the years of atonement, in order to prevent anyone from knowing what was going on here and breaking the seal here, she purged the Freljord many times and wanted to cut off the inheritance of all Iceborn.
She had even killed the reincarnations of the two sisters more than once. Only this time, she did not take action. She saw the appearance of the two sisters in them.
"If it were them, maybe it could really be done..."
After that, Lissandra returned to the center of the Hall of Nine. With the sound of ice crystals freezing, her whole body was covered by ice crystals and turned into the tenth icicle in the Hall of Nine.
…
"No, there's something wrong with your shooting skills!"
Looking at the shooting results of Wei and the others, Bao Bao helplessly raised her eyebrows. Whether it was Wei, Milo, or Craig, their shooting skills were so poor that it gave her a headache.
She finally understood what it was like for everyone in the past when she followed behind them.
This is not shooting at all. This is simply relying on luck. If you are lucky, you will hit a few times. If you are not lucky, you will miss once.
"Please, we are not you. You are a shooting genius weapons expert who was personally recognized by him. We are not..."
Milo put down the training gun in his hand and complained that they didn't have explosive talent. If they wanted to hit these targets, which were not much bigger than silver coins, they could only rely on luck.
"But your training like this is of no use at all. Even if you have no talent, you should still train seriously. I have already told you how to shoot, but you have not used it at all."
"Those criminals won't wait for us to target them, so what's the point of training like this?"
Milo was very disdainful of the explosion. In his opinion, this kind of training was meaningless at all. How could anyone stop and wait for them to take aim.
"Hiss~ It's so cold here!"
A man walking in the snowy mountains said that they were a caravan in Freljord.
Although this place is somewhat exclusive, there are still some tribes that can be dealt with. They exchange things from other places here to earn the price difference.
"Yes, the temperature dropped suddenly. Fortunately, we brought a lot of warm clothes before coming here, otherwise we would have returned in vain."
How long have they been walking, and they have not yet reached their destination, the Avarosa tribe. If they leave like this, their trip will be a big loss.
"Speaking of which, what on earth was that iron ball we threw before?"
"How do I know!" The person being questioned rolled his eyes. "The caravan from Zaun asked me to throw it away. I don't know what it is."
Although the phantom ball looks very delicate, they have no desire to get it. As members of the caravan, they uphold the word integrity.
What's more, Zu An has changed so much. God knows if that thing is the creation of the great magician. If they get the phantom ball, they may not even know how to die.
"Then should we talk to them?" the man asked again.
"It shouldn't be necessary, right?" The person being asked thought for a while, "There are so many people entering the Freljord every year, and there are even many powerful magicians. We just threw an iron ball, and there shouldn't be any."
What's the problem?"
Although Freljord is a country of ice and snow, the people here are not easy to mess with, not to mention Avarosa and other tribes that live here.
Even the legendary demigods are here, not to mention the rumored Howling Abyss, and there is a witch Lissandra who masters the terrifying frost witchcraft. No matter how powerful the person who enters here is, they believe
In front of these legendary figures, no one is much better than them.
"You two, stop chatting and hurry up. We have to get to the first temporary camp before evening!"
The captain who was walking in front of the caravan turned around and shouted to the two of them. Such a sudden drop in temperature made him, who had been walking on this caravan all year round, sense that something was wrong.
But no matter what, he had to ensure the safety of the caravan, at least to get everyone to the first temporary camp to rest.
When the two people heard each other's greetings, they both closed their mouths and followed closely with the camel beast beside them.
"The weather is getting really weird."
The caravan captain sighed, and then continued to drive the camel beast forward. They had to reach the temporary camp before evening, otherwise they would all freeze to death here.
A few snowy mountains away from them, Mu En was controlling the Phantom to travel through the ice and snowy mountains.
The ice and snow under his feet continued to form, and Mu En moved quickly through the ice and snow as if he were stepping on a surfboard.
"That side should be the direction of the Howling Abyss."
Through the induction of energy, Mu En had found the direction of the Howling Abyss, but something surprised him.
In that direction, he not only felt the powerful power of frost, but also felt a scorching breath gushing out from the earth's veins.
"That old sheep is actually here."
The only one who can emit such fiery power in this ice and snow is the God of Forging, Old Sheep Orn, known as the Flame of the Hidden Mountain.
He had always known that Ornn was in Freljord, but he didn't expect that the other party's location was almost the same as the direction in which the frost power was emitted, almost in the same area.
"However, that old sheep probably won't take action."
Although Mu En did not dare to say that he knew everything about Orn's past, he still knew some of his deeds.
Like his title, this demigod is a forging master who is immersed in forging. Unless his brothers and sisters intervene in matters between mortals, he will never take action.
After looking at Aoun's direction, Mu En looked again at the direction where the power of frost was emanating.
"The smell of emptiness, are you atoning for your sins?"
Mu En felt very clearly that underneath the power of frost, there was this strong power of void. It was not pure power of void, but the secondary void wrapped in the outer layer of this world.
"It looks like we can bring this void back."
Following the sound, the Phantom's figure became faster, and an ice bridge rose from the ground, carrying the Phantom forward rapidly to that place.
Mu En plans to let this void return. As for the void creatures in the secondary void, Mu En doesn't care. Those are just distorted lives bred by the secondary void. When the secondary void returns, these void holy objects will also
It will turn into essence and return to the void.
Hall of the Nine Lords of Frostguard Fortress
Surrounded by nine huge perfect ices, a woman who was one with the frost suddenly made a move.
The ice crystals under her feet surrounded her and led her to an open place.
"This is……"
As a frost witch, Lissandra's perception of the power of frost is far beyond ordinary people, and she clearly felt the temperature of Freljord drop.