Zhang Mu returned to the valley where the Snow League was stationed. A few mountains away, he saw a tall building in the valley, about ten feet high, made entirely of ice stone, with hundreds of people carving on it. runes.
This is an altar that is almost completed.
Xue Meng is indeed very efficient in doing things.
Everyone could not help but breathe a sigh of relief when they saw Zhang Mu coming back safely.
Xue Ling came out to greet it in person, stared at the coffin for a few seconds before asking: "How is the situation? Was it successful?"
"Although we encountered a little trouble on the way, it didn't have any impact." Zhang Mu kissed the Pluto coffin on the back and said, "The Snow King has brought it back."
Xue Ling seemed to be relieved when she heard this, but she couldn't be happy anyway. She raised her head, her face full of worry, and looked into the distance. The surrounding fields were covered with snow and ice and rock formations. The whole world was powerless white, without life or vitality.
"Hopefully this will be over soon."
Xueling was very worried.
This month may be the most cruel and painful period in the history of the Snow League.
Zhang Mu looked at Xue Ling. This young snow mountain elf was burdened with too many things too early. He had nothing to say. He could only give a symbolic comfort: "Everything will be over!"
Xue Ling looked back at Zhang Mu and said, "If we win, humans, what are your plans?"
Zhang Mu was silent for a few seconds, shook his head helplessly, and sighed, "How do I know? Maybe I will stay for a while, maybe I will go to a more distant place, or maybe there will be a more severe mission... No matter what the master does, the human race will Whatever you do, it’s all about survival.”
Xue Ling lowered her eyes and stared at Zhang Mu's profile, suddenly feeling that the human race was also very pitiful.
Although he has talents that are envied by all races, he also has an innate mission.
Where will the future be for this race that is destined to be extraordinary
Zhang Mu felt Xue Ling's gaze and laughed, "Are all the Xue tribe as sentimental as you?"
Xue Ling snorted and turned her head.
Zhang Mu continued: "It is still unclear whether the Snow Alliance can survive the difficulties!"
Xue Ling smiled bitterly and said nothing. The war had seriously injured the Snow Alliance. Whether it is population, resources, or dignity. Only by completely defeating the Frost Troll in the final battle can everything lost be restored.
Zhang Mu returned to the Shuguang and asked people to protect the Pluto coffin.
The first thing to know about the situation of the altar was that the Snow League had a large number of people and the construction speed was very fast. In less than two days, most of the altar was built. Zhang Mu also discovered that the nearly 200,000 people originally stationed here had now been reduced by half. Those who left were simply looking for food or corpses.
Lei Ming looked at the altar that was gradually being built, and couldn't help but feel more at ease, "With the Snow King and the Three Lords, plus a huge undead army, we will have enough confidence to fight against Glacier City!"
Zhang Mu was not relaxed, "The corpse is not difficult to find. The Snow Alliance is no better than the Ice King. The Ice King was a person four hundred years ago. He doesn't understand anything that happened in the past four hundred years. But the Snow Alliance can clearly remember that four hundred years ago." Wherever there have been wars and battles over the years, there are enough bodies buried on the ground."
"Yes, this is our advantage, but it will also cause some trouble." Lei Ming said a little worried: "Because what the Snow League knows, Glacier City will definitely know. If Glacier City finds out that the Undead King is dead, then It will definitely remind us of the Snow Alliance’s plan. In order to find us, the frost trolls will definitely set up camp. If they are found, we will be in trouble.”
Zhang Mu has certainly thought about this problem, "It's time to add some precautionary measures. We create a large number of scout bugs to scatter around, as well as among the teams looking for corpses, so as to conduct timely detection and be prepared."
Scout bugs can find lurking enemies, and their detection radius is very large.
Zhang Mu continued: "Apart from Glacier City's eager gaze, our biggest trouble is the lack of food. More than 200,000 people will not be able to survive nearly a month without food."
"In order to deal with the food problem, the Snow League has dispersed most of the people and sent them all to different places to hunt, hoping that it can be alleviated."
What kind of prey can be hunted in the Icefield of Despair? Everyone knows that during this period, some people will starve to death. This is an unchangeable fact. Zhang Mu can't change anything. Even if he has extraordinary abilities, he can't conjure up rations for more than 200,000 people out of thin air.
Zhang Mu gave the [Ice Mirror Secret Technique] skill book to Lei Ming, and then returned to the Dawn to rest. As a result, he couldn't even sit still, and suddenly his mind was restless, and then the black stone tablet appeared in his mind.
The stone tablet appears again!
Zhang Mu was overjoyed and immediately concentrated his attention.
Every time a stone tablet appears, it is a surprise for Zhang Mu.
Zhang Mu stared at the black stone tablet and began to observe the complex and profound symbols on it. Just like last time, as the observation time increased, the runes on the black stone tablet seemed to come alive, like thousands of tadpoles, twisting and turning. Swim out from the stone tablet and slowly fill the entire spiritual world.
None of the inscriptions are repeated, and they contain the power of the great road!
Zhang Mu kept staring.
Although I was dizzy, I still stared at it.
"chaos!"
"chaos!"
That strange consciousness once again spread in the spiritual world, and the inscriptions disappeared in an instant, leaving three more in the end, deeply imprinted on the spiritual world. If you add the 3 inscriptions he obtained before, Zhang Mu now has a total of 6 inscriptions.
"Hint: Spirit +10!"
The Chaos Monument disappeared into the spiritual world.
Zhang Mu has gained a lot, so he has no regrets. He pays special attention to the six inscriptions that remain in his mind. Each of them is difficult to look at directly, but it contains mysterious power and is very attractive. Zhang Mu felt that there seemed to be some kind of connection between the inscriptions, but he couldn't express it.
Zhang Mu had no idea what the purpose of the Chaos Inscription was.
He just simulated the inscription directly and used the mysterious power of the inscription itself to interfere with his opponent!
It's like having a gun but not knowing how to operate it, so you can only use it as a stick. The chaos inscription contains mysteries that cannot be described in words. If the secret of the inscription can be unlocked and the power of the inscription can be released, it must have unfathomable power!
Five days passed in a flash.
The construction of the altar was completed long ago, and the Snow Alliance recovered several batches of corpses. In less than a few days, the size of the undead army increased by nearly 20,000, to a total of 35,000 undead warriors. If the current growth momentum is maintained, the Snow Alliance will be able to establish a force that can completely destroy Glacier City within a month!
Day six.
The food supply of the Snow Alliance was exhausted, and it was difficult to continue to meet the needs of ordinary warriors. Some people began to starve.
The seventh day.
Xuemeng's food cannot keep up with consumption, and more and more people are hungry.
tenth day.
The Snow League is truly running out of ammunition and food. Almost everyone is hungry. The meager food they get from hunting every day is simply a drop in the bucket and completely unable to meet their needs.
The twelfth day.
Everyone was generally weak, and their hunting strength was almost gone.
Day 15.
Finally, some people were starved to death, mainly the old and young with weak constitutions. Without food and supplies, the people of the Snow League became more and more impetuous.
Day seventeen.
When Zhang Mu woke up, he felt as if his internal organs were being pulled by a rope. The throbbing pain made him feel very uncomfortable. Let alone an ordinary warrior, it would be difficult for Zhang Mu to hunt a monster in the wild. In a place like the Despair Icefield, especially the Ice and Snow Ridge where creatures are rare, luck is particularly important if you want to catch prey.
I haven't eaten anything for four or five days.
I must find something to fill my stomach today.
Zhang Mu feels that the value of the experience gauge is falling back, which is caused by not eating for too long. If this continues, he may become weak or even lose his level. If it goes on for a long time, his life will be in danger.
Get out of the Dawn.
It was a depressing scene outside.
Everyone was unwilling to move and huddled in the makeshift shelter. They were all weak and without any vitality. Zhang Mu couldn't help but feel worried. With the current state of the Snow League, even if it lasts until the decisive battle with Glacier City, can these warriors still fight
The number of the undead army has reached more than 70,000, but the number is not enough, far from enough. The undead are mostly transformed from corpses that have been dead for many years. These corpses have been dead for too long. Even if they are transformed into undead, their fighting ability is not strong and they cannot fight against the frost trolls. army to contend with.
"problem occurs!"
"Something happened over there!"
When Zhang Mu was walking in the snow, he suddenly heard someone shouting in front of him, and there was chaos there. Zhang Mu drew the Ice River Sword and ran over. A large group of people gathered around and talked about it, not knowing what they were talking about.
Xue Ling and others stood in the middle of the crowd.
Zhang Mu went over and asked, "What happened?"
Xue Ling said with a painful expression: "More than two hundred people committed collective suicide."
"What... suicide?"
Xue Ling sighed, "They left their last words, hoping to become undead after death and participate in the decisive battle with Glacier City!"
Zhang Mu was silent.
Since the Battle of Ice and Snow Pass, the entire Snow League has been shrouded in grief and depression. After hiding in the Ice and Snow Ridge, they lost their homes and had no food. This kind of depression and pessimism has naturally spread even more severely. There are always some people who cannot bear it. Do something extreme.
Suicide is the best example.
"This incident may just be a precedent!" Xue Ling frowned and said, "I'm worried that someone will imitate it, which would be bad."
There is no doubt about this.
When there is no hope of survival and they are eager for revenge, many people in the Snow Alliance will choose to commit suicide. Doing this can preserve the maximum power to a certain extent, so that when the war starts, you can directly join the battlefield. If it continues, the person will become weaker and weaker, and eventually starve to death. At that time, it will be difficult to make much progress in strength even if the ritual is used to undead.
It's a tough question.
When Zhang Mu was thinking of a solution, Lei Ming suddenly sent a message.
"Mumu, the situation is not good!"
"Glacier City seems to have discovered us. An army is gathering outside the Ice and Snow Ridge. It may be coming towards us!"
Zhang Mu was shocked. The Snow Alliance's morale was depleted and they were unable to gather their fighting power. They could not resist the Ice River City army at all!