Until crossing the entire glacier, the king of frost-eaters, Frostfang, which should have existed in the game, has never appeared, but there are some frost dead souls in the snow. These undead creatures are said to be those who linger under the glacier and freeze to death. The souls of travellers are generated. They are similar to ghosts, but they look like ice monsters that haunt the snow-covered forest. Fortunately, their strength is not so powerful. The Little Dragon, Brando and Vero Nika dismissed it casually, even without the Grey Sword Saint taking action, of course the Shire trio had gained a lot of experience.
The mobs in this large-scale copy are also very rich in experience and drops, but it’s a pity that getting the elapsed pointer today obviously defeated Brando, and dozens of Frost Souls did not drop anything. Good things, not even high-level white outfits. Brando was a little bit eager to cry without tears. If the elapsed pointer he got was a set, it was worth it, but it was only half. The character that should be dropped is still going to be dropped, which is too unfair.
After passing through the glacier, a team of caves hidden in the valley once again entered the mountainside. Under the guidance of Brando, everyone turned through a long artificial promenade, as if suddenly, a magnificent picture. The picture scroll seemed to have fallen from the sky and appeared in front of everyone—it was a magnificent temple embedded in the belly of the mountain. It was hundreds of feet high. The arched beams opened up a towering trapezoidal space. The temple inherited the Milos they had seen on the ground. The architectural style of the wreckage, but beams of azure light hung from the dome of the temple, like a sword with a length of hundreds of feet, falling on the blue ice surface with slanted beams and pillars. Staggered to form patchy shadow patches.
The temple is so majestic, like a giant sandwiched in the belly of the mountain that independently supports the glaciers on both sides. When people walk out of this narrow walkway, they can only feel that they are as small as dust.
Everyone couldn't help but whispered in their hearts, and even if Brando had read the description in the guide earlier, his mind was shaken at this moment. Here is the Forever Square, and beyond, there is the Spiral Hall. This is the civilization from the last era. The tragic screams from that war echoed in the square, and then everything died down, only what remained. The silence after these tens of millions of years.
"What's that?" The little prince ran to the front without knowing when, he curiously stared at the clusters of blue light balls roaming the square below, and asked.
"Breath of Ice."
Those are the activation magic awakened from the ancient battlefield by the dark magic power, but the number is a bit astonishing. From one end of the square to the other, there are at least a thousand, scattered in dots, as if in the night sky. The stars. Veronica saw this scene and couldn’t help but feel a little bit difficult. This ancient activation magic is quite difficult. Little Dragon or Brando, I'm afraid it will also be overwhelmed.
"Kill directly?" She took a breath, and this scene also proved from the side that the ancient battle was fierce, and how dense magic bursts were needed to cause so many activation magics to gather here thousands of years later. There is another ancient battlefield in Warnd, where the last battle between the four sages and the dragon of darkness broke out. Today it is called the land of death, and there is also a lot of activation magic active in it, but the number is not here. This outrageous battlefield spanning dozens of miles is nothing more than hundreds of activation magic wandering around, but here... Veronica can't help shook her head: "It may take several days to clean up."
"We don't have so much time. There is the Spiral Hall behind. At this time, Anlek and the others should be fast too. We must be one step ahead of them." Brando replied immediately: "I will draw these things away. Give you a signal and you will cross the square."
"no!"
"No!" Brando was startled slightly, and turned around, only to find that it was Little Dragon and Medissa who spoke against him. The little mother dragon looked at him up and down, and replied somewhat dissatisfied: "You are my toy. Before making any claims, do you want to ask the owner's opinion?"
Medissa is more worried: "Lord Lord, your status is different from the past, you don't need to take risks yourself. As a superior, you have to learn how the superior acts."
Brando raised his eyebrows. Why is this line so familiar? He looked at the little silver elf princess and asked, "What else did Antitina say to you?"
The silver elf little princess blushed, and said, "No... No,... This... This is what I want to say."
Brando looked at the blushing Medissa, and couldn't help being a little amused. Maybe he didn't expect this little fairy princess to have such a side. He was trying to reassure each other, but at this time Veronica also spoke up. Her opinion was similar to that of Medissa: "Brando, you are not the strongest among us, the little princess said That’s right, leave it to me or Mephistopheles."
Brando shrugged, ignoring the messy words before the little dragon, but he had his own opinions on Veronica's problem. In fact, this is not as dangerous as imagined. It's just to attract strangers. If there are more than one hundred professional fighters in the game who can't even know this, then it is better to buy a piece of tofu and smash it to death. Moreover, it is a well-known technique to draw away these breaths of ice. It was a necessary method for players to play materials here. Although Brando has not tried it personally, he can't say that he can't.
But it’s not that Mephistopheles or Veronica themselves can’t learn this technique. It’s not really difficult, but the problem is that this technique requires a prerequisite, that is, familiarity with the terrain. Among all the people present, he was the only one who was barely qualified to meet this requirement. And this is not tolerant of mistakes. Once surrounded by thousands of breaths of ice, even Mephistopheles can't easily escape, and once it evolves into a frontal battle, the fun will be great. As Veronica said earlier, I'm afraid I won't be able to finish it in a few days.
So he finally shook his head: "Master Veronica, teacher, it’s not difficult to draw these monsters away, but do you know where to draw them? I know, because I’m more familiar with this place than you are. Let me try it, don’t worry, if it’s tricky, I’ll find a way to go back."
"How do you return?" Brando's perfunctory obviously couldn't hide from the Cruze's army commander.
"Uh..." This lie is not easy to tell, Brando hesitated before repliing: "It's hard to tell, I will figure out a solution by myself."
Veronica stared at him suspiciously.
Brando sighed, and had to explain, "Master Veronica, don’t worry, do you think I’m the kind of person who doesn’t care about my own safety? Well, maybe I can try it for Eruin, but Do things for you Cruz people, I'm not so lofty yet, so please believe it, okay?"
This statement finally moved the female army commander. Although it sounds a bit unpleasant, even the prince Lenaret behind could not help but snorted coldly. He felt that Brando's statement was too arrogant, the Cruz people. When did the Eruin help? Veronica took a deep look at him, and deliberately replied indifferently: "It's true that there is still a gap between a slicker like you and those who advertise self-sacrifice, although you often pretend to be so Come in a bewitching look."
Brando couldn't help but smile. He knew that Veronica was talking about the scene that happened in the trade winds, but at that time he really had no intention of sacrificing himself for the druid or the tree elves. He just wanted to Find a way out in desperate situation. He turned his head and saw that most of the Cruz people who were not familiar with this experience were at a loss, but several of his subordinates were snickering, especially the little princess of the silver elf, who had a particularly sweet smile.
But in any case, Veronica finally did not object.
He looked back again, his teacher Gray Sword Saint also didn't say a word, only nodded slightly to him, and replied faintly: "Since this is what you asked for, then be careful and have more opportunities to hone yourself. This is also a good thing for you." Brando raised his eyebrows, and I have to say that his teacher is also a strange person. Perhaps standing out from thousands of monsters is really nothing to the other party. It's a matter of course, after all, this one who was able to squeeze out a bloody path from the army in the core area of the Cruz Empire back then.
This is really incomparable. You must know that there are many people who participated in the encirclement and suppression of him at the level of Veronica. Compared with these people, the threat of Breath of Ice is slightly stronger than that of a pet dog.
Thinking of this, he shook his head and gestured to his wizard attendant not far away: "Charle, you come with me."
Guiding monsters is a technical job. Although it can be done by one person, he is indeed somewhat reluctant with his current strength. With the assistance of a wizard, it is quite different. The key is that Shire is his summoning object. If he is in danger, he can reset him at any time. If he is brought with others, it will be more or less obstructive at critical moments, and the main reason is that he is unwilling. Let Veronica and the others know some of his little secrets.
Facing the call of his lord, Charles only sighed, spreading his hands, as if he had expected it, anyway, as long as it was hard work, he must be indispensable.
"My lord, I didn't owe you anything in my last life, right."
"It's hard to tell, but I think I probably owe someone." Brando replied helplessly.
"Someone?"
The young wizard turned his head, only to find that Brando had just stepped out, and someone was holding his clothes tightly with one hand. Brando turned his head helplessly, and met Akane's bright and worried eyes: "You wait for me here, Akane, I'll be back soon. Oh no, we should meet on the other side right away, okay?" Brando feels that the sentence of coming back soon is too bad, why is he coming back? So he hurriedly changed his words.
However, the red-haired girl looked at him and shook her head seriously.
That is—'Not good! 'the meaning of.
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The alert range of Breath of Ice is about 30 feet, and the perception of activation magic is very poor, and his level is theoretically higher than the entry level of the Hibernator’s Temple, so Brando is about 25 feet close. Just stopped. Charles followed suit. The wizard’s stealth ability was far inferior to that of warrior classes, not to mention compared with Nightingale, but magic can solve this trouble. He used a sound-absorbing law to completely eliminate the sound of his footsteps. So the pace sounds lighter than Brando.
Afterwards, it was Qian. Brando was unable to persuade the mountain girl, so she had to follow her. Fortunately, Qian's strength was not weak, and she had the blood of the dragon family. It might be difficult to hide the voice in front of the monster, but it's okay to be half-deaf and half-blind like Breath of Ice.
It's just—Brando looked back and saw the sneaky faces of Aloz and Star.
"What are you doing here?" Brando glared at them irritably.
"I'm afraid I lost my toy." Aloz's answer was taken for granted.
"She caught me." Star replied weeping.
Brando was a little speechless. If he knew it, it would be better to just take everyone to break through. These four or five people together led to strange things, it was a fantasy. He had to gesture viciously to Alozby: "Listen to my command later."
"What's your attitude!" The little mother dragon seemed to be very dissatisfied, but after a while, she added: "... But if it makes sense, I can still think about it."
Brando snorted slightly, hiding behind the first beam and pointing to the beam on the other side and said, "Have you seen that side? The attack method of the Breath of Ice is rays, with a range of about one hundred and two. At about ten feet, their movement method is flying, and their speed is about fifteen feet per second, but we have five chances to avoid them from chasing through the pillars, so the self-explosion speed cannot reach more than twelve feet per second. Just go back obediently."
With that said, he turned his head and looked at the others.
But Aloz looked at him like an idiot: "What are you looking at?"
"Of course it's an inquiry." Brando replied.
"Are you an idiot, we are the dragon clan." The little mother dragon replied angrily: "We just walk faster than you."
"So is he?" Brando pointed at the little fat man beside Aloz with his chin.
"Lord Lord, although I don't like sports very much, I am faster than you no matter what." Star replied with an urn urn with her belly shy.
Brando couldn't help but touched his face, feeling a little misguided. As a golden citizen and a fighting race, the physical fitness of the dragon is naturally not covered. He is just a subconscious one who maintains the habit of being a leader. Asked, but forgot about it. He looked at Qian again. The mountain girl didn't answer, but the other party had half of the dragon bloodline, so naturally he didn't need to say much, he had to turn his attention to Shire.
"Lord Lord, I have a dimensional gate." The wizard attendant pondered and replied with a smile.
"In that case, am I the slowest?" Brando suddenly felt a little uncontrollable on his face.
"This... Almost." Charles looked at the others. Aloz and Star are giant dragons, Qian can also be said to be half-headed dragons, and he has magic around him, so it seems that he is indeed Lord Lord. Is holding back.
"How about it, kid Brando," Aloz looked very happy when he saw Brando deflated, and couldn't help but giggle: "Now you understand, we are here to help you. There is no Miss Ben. If you help, I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to complete this task. This is the second thing. If you are killed by these fly-like things, isn't there a toy I finally got, which is very bad."
Brando knew that this little dragon was deliberately against him, as if she had been worried about it since she knew that he had handed the golden apple to Akane, but his mind changed, and suddenly he thought about it: "Aloz, shall we make a bet?"
"Bet?" Little Mother Long narrowed her eyes, subconsciously becoming a little wary.
"Well, what I want to say is that it is not as simple as you think to lead these monsters away so that others can pass. If you think that it is enough to be fast enough, it is a big mistake, and I I can tell you that even in terms of speed, you can’t compare to me here.” Brando replied: “So, I suggest you and Star go back and act with others. It’s better to leave this to professional personnel. Deal with it."
"Don't come to this one, I won't be irritated by you," Aloz hummed, "But what do you want to bet on?"
Brando smiled secretly, this little mother dragon had a mixed heart, he had already learned, and quickly replied: "I'm not going to talk about it, let's compare the speed and see who gets to the end first."
"Compared with the dragon race," Aloz widened his eyes: "Are you crazy?"
Brando nodded seriously: "The loser must unconditionally agree to a condition for the winner."
"Conditions?" Little Mother Long was taken aback, and she suddenly hugged her chest, blushing with a little face and exclaimed with some anger: "What do you want to do, shameless!"
Damn, where did you think of it. Brando almost didn't call out when he saw the little female dragon like this. He hurriedly put up a finger and made a silent gesture, then probed out to take a look-fortunately, the breath of ice roaming outside did not help. The noise here seems to be unnoticeable, and he deserves the title of half-deaf and half-blind. He heaved a sigh of relief, turned his head, and scolded Aloz angrily: "Are you crazy, want to die here?"
Aloz looked at him bitterly, bared his fangs and retorted: "Who told you to make such a shameful request."
"What's the shame!" Brando suddenly saw the weird expressions of Charles and Star, and the blushing Akane, he couldn't wait to choke this stupid little dragon to death: "I mean, If I win, you have to give me the true dragon heart." Brando paused when he said this. After all, the dragon heart was the dragon’s secret treasure, and he didn’t know that it was for the dragon. In terms of how valuable it is.
Only Princess Magdal had to rely on the heart of the dragon to recover, so he also came up with this method in desperation.
Sure enough, just as he spoke, Star shook his head quickly: "The heart of the dragon is my thing!" But unfortunately, Aloz glanced at him suspiciously and asked, "That's it? Well, I agreed."
"Sister Aloz!" Xiao Fat Long's eyes widened.
"It's okay, you can participate, too." Aloz patted his cheap brother on the shoulder, and replied with a grin: "So if he loses, he will owe us a request."
"Can this happen?" Charles was dumbfounded, and he hurriedly raised his hand: "Then I'll take part, too."
Brando watched coldly, watching his young wizard and attendant seeking his own way, and couldn't help but sneer in his heart. However, he was also a little curious, and asked, "What kind of bet do you want?" Because in Brando's consistent impression, Charles seems to be the kind of indifferent and casual temperament, unless necessary magic research. , It seems that there is no other desire.
"That's okay, I just think it's cool, isn't it? Thinking about it, my master owes myself a request. When I think about it, it feels dirty and unreasonable." Charles couldn't help but replied with joy.
"I rely on." Brando had nothing to say about his strange idea of attending.
But when he turned his head, he saw Akane also blushed and raised his hand.
"You want to participate too?"
"Um."
"Damn!" For a moment, Brando involuntarily had such an idea:
This is indeed very dirty and unreasonable.
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