"No, how could something as important as cutting off the void wall be mastered by a tribe like us?"
Morga shook his head, held up the horn and put it in front of Mo Xiao and others: "Actually, you mistakenly thought that the horn used for control is a magic item that sends special sound waves. We tribes that guard the extreme ice land all have such a horn.
Horns, as long as two-thirds of the tribe's horns are sounded each time, the void wall will be activated."
The Fëanor tribe is just one of many highlander tribes, but the highlander tribe has only one leader, Morga. Other tribes will have a leader, and the sonic horn is generally kept by the leader.
"Oh...it turns out to be a signal transmitter...I see." The mysterious pendant suddenly said, "Is there a complex rune array below your tribe?"
"What a clever magic item." Morga looked at the mysterious pendant in surprise, "You are right, it's not just us. Every village tribe that owns the horn has a set of rune arrays underneath it, which is used to activate the link.
The base point that cuts off the empty wall."
Something similar to a repeater... Patty was a little curious: "What will happen if one of the base points is damaged?"
Morga smiled: "One or two won't have much impact. Naturally, there will be demons from the Deep Demon Clan who will go to repair it. They have helped us a lot in this regard."
Reyes showed a rare sharpness: "You just said you were guards...Is it not just because of the Tianxin Tower that the Highlanders live here?"
Morga sighed softly and looked at the warriors fighting the snow monsters in the tribe: "What do you think would happen if the snow monsters in the extreme ice land ran to the mainland?"
Before Mo Xiao and the others could answer, Morga answered by himself: "It will be very bad. I am afraid that in many years the entire continent will turn into a land of extreme ice. By then, no matter what race it is, it will be finished. The snow monsters were created by our ancestors."
What’s more, snow monsters are not the only danger in the extreme ice. We are all responsible for this due to circumstances and reasons.”
A few people were silent. They really didn't know what to say. Mo Xiao felt that this silent responsibility was more like a "curse" than the strange sounds lingering in their minds. The strange sounds in their heads had disappeared.
And I don’t know how long this responsibility will last, and I can never see the end.
"Wait a minute, don't snow monsters only appear when it snows? Snow monsters don't disappear in normal weather?"
In the silence, a new question arose in Mo Xiao's mind. According to him, except for winter, people in the highlands don't have to worry about snow monsters at all in other seasons.
In response to this, Morga shook his head: "You have made a mistake. It is not that snow monsters appear in winter, but that the climate in places with snow monsters will also become cold, and eventually it will be a world of ice and snow."
Shu Mo suddenly felt horrified: "According to your statement, wouldn't missing a snow monster cause big trouble? Why fight? The best way to build a few more walls and completely surround this place is!" p>
Patty nodded: "Although what Big Rat said is a bit exaggerated, completely surrounding it is also an option. After surrounding it, use artillery fire...spells to plow the ground and slowly shrink the space of the snow monsters to completely solve this problem." Mo Xiao patted Patty on the shoulder and shook his finger: "What you said is even more exaggerated. According to what you said, it will either use nuclear weapons to cleanse the land, or spend huge manpower and material resources for countless years. I'm afraid there is still a little hope." "I'm just imagining it. There's everything in dreams." Patty also realized that her imagination in the demon world was also fanciful. She stuck out her tongue and looked at Morga, "Then how do you solve the problem that slipped through the net?" "Don't bother to solve it. A small number of snow monsters will not pose much of a threat. They will slowly disappear as the environment changes, as you said. We are very experienced in this. The number is probably less than a hundred and more than a hundred.
Only they can emit enough cold air to affect the surrounding environment to exist for a long time. If there are more...you have to be careful. If you don't break them up and eliminate them in time, it is very likely that the number will slowly increase, like a snowball.
The more it becomes, the more it becomes unmanageable."
It can affect the environment, and can automatically proliferate in the right environment, and even if conditions do not allow it, having enough numbers can in turn affect the environment and even recreate "winter". This thing can be regarded as a different kind of terror. It's really a shame for the Highlanders.
That ancestor who was good at tinkering could come up with such a troublesome thing.
I really don’t know whether to call him a talent or a fool. Thinking that Patty likes to mess around with dangerous things even if he has nothing to do, Mo Xiao feels that the security of his home needs to be improved to a higher level. He needs a sense of security.
As he spoke, Morga put away his horn and picked up the giant ax in his hand. Before the void barrier was activated, quite a few snow monsters entered the tribe. Due to their abnormal recovery speed and because they needed to be protected,
Houses and children, although there are fewer and fewer snow monsters under the brave attacks of highland warriors, the number of wounded will also increase.
"Let's talk about it later. I'm going to stretch my muscles as well." Morga looked back at Mo Xiao and others, "Although I think you don't need my protection due to your abilities, you can hide in the house if you encounter danger.
Burn firewood and the temperature is suitable, and the snow monster will not take the initiative to enter."
After saying that, Morga charged with his giant ax and jumped into the pile of snow monsters. A war trampled the snow monsters around him and fell into a pile. The giant ax swept across the circle, opening and closing like a madman, and just like that
The kind-hearted person looks completely different from the other person, and the aggressive one is a complete mess.
"Hiss...it makes my blood boil, so I'm going to help." Reyes tore open his clothes, roared, transformed into a giant form, and followed him.
Mo Xiao was still rummaging through things in the prop library. When he saw Reyes running away, he was furious: "Damn it, this guy just suffered a loss and forgot about it. Get a weapon! It's still cold."
Not cruel enough!"
Fighting with snow monsters is a very disadvantageous thing. After all, they have their own repercussions, and cold air will invade the body due to physical contact. Reyes should have understood this after suffering a loss.
But he went to help, and there was no reason for others to just watch. Mo Xiao and the others were beaten by snow monsters before, but now the position is reversed. Even Shu Mo, a coward, dared to go up and try the water. With Mo Xiao
With the help of a few people, the snow monsters in the tribe were quickly cleared away.
Among the few people, Reyes was the only one who liked to punch his fists. After the fight, his hands turned purple with cold, and he was nervous even holding a cup. After taking a short rest, Mo Xiao said goodbye.
At this time, Morga was still counting the losses with the tribesmen. He was slightly taken aback by this, but he didn't say much. He just nodded and smiled, and said that the highlanders would always welcome them.
It was bland, like just hanging out with friends and then leaving. Mo Xiao liked this, but he couldn't stand it if it was too enthusiastic.
They decided to go back the way they came. Although the barrier was high, it could not block the Gray Crow. Morga wanted to say something several times, but he never spoke. It was not until he watched them leave that he spoke with complicated eyes.
It’s hard to understand.
Morfemeng stood beside him in silence for a long time, and couldn't help but ask: "Chief, you should know where they come from...Why don't you keep them? Or find a way to make our clansmen..."
"It's meaningless. We have our responsibilities. We don't have to ask for anything." Morga thought for a few seconds and looked back at him. "The changes have already begun. We just need to wait."