It was pitch black, and the sea water was cold and biting, pouring into the mouth and penetrating the heart and spleen.

A huge whirlpool appeared on the surface of the sea, and the colder temperature made the sea surface foggy, and the black figure rotated with the whirlpool, and the dying narwhal fell downward, even the whirlpool could not rotate its huge body.

An Yisheng hated this feeling very much, everything in front of him was spinning, he felt that his stomach was contracting, something was rolling in it, he closed his eyes and tried not to look, otherwise he would vomit out the only little thing left in his stomach.

With a wave of his wings, An Yisheng felt that he had caught the narwhal, the huge wound was still trickling and bleeding, the whirlpool beat its wings, and his hand reached down and reached into the wound on the narwhal's back.

The cold air extended from the narwhal's body to its arms, and its black skin became even darker, blocking the cold air that was spreading. Blood stained his claws red, and it stirred at the narwhal's wound, causing the reduced blood to grow again, and the narwhal stopped screaming, as if it was dead.

He withdrew his hand, holding a white ball of light in his palm, the realm of the void, inside which was an iron box, the crumbling Tang Xiaoman, Lucifer and Asa. Tang Xiaoman glanced at him, not knowing if he recognized him, he should not be recognizable with his current appearance, and then fell, and the white light dissipated.

He stepped on the body of the narwhal and floated upward, flapping his wings, rushing out of the water and flying into the sky.

The whirlpool on the surface of the sea gradually disappeared, and the carcass of the narwhal fell sadly, the blood dried up, and a cold air overflowed, freezing the huge round wound, and there was a blue light flowing, and at the bottom of the sea, where no sunlight could be seen, suddenly a pair of blue lanterns lit up.

……

When Lucifer opened his eyes, he found himself lying on the ice, a little red-haired boy crouching beside him, his big green eyes rolling around and looking him up and down curiously.

The pain in his leg hit him, and he frowned and gasped. He remembered that in the end he was crushed to the bottom of the sea by an iron box, and his legs would have been dead if it weren't for the special diving suit.

Asa was on his left side, and he seemed to be awake for a while, his back against the broken iron box, and in his arms was a girl in a white dress, with silver hair, and pale lips, a girl like snow.

The girl fell asleep peacefully in Asa's arms, while Asa smoked a cigar from nowhere, looked at the endless ice field, and wondered what to think.

Not far away was Tang Xiaoman, who also seemed to have woken up a long time ago, and she was also holding a person in her arms.

The boy was soaking wet, his black jacket on his upper body was in tatters as if he had been scratched by a cat, and there were several shallow wounds on his chest, and the bleeding had stopped.

It's actually An Yisheng, where did An Yisheng come from? This is not the key, the key is that Tang Xiaoman reported him so tightly, and there was a huge panic on his face, as if he was even more afraid than when facing the troll, his eyes were locked on him, for fear that he would disappear.

Lucifer didn't like the picture, he turned his head to look at the boy next to him, "Who are you? Where is this, and where is the sea monster?"

The boy timidly replied, "My name is Hawke, this is Karnak, is the sea monster referring to that oversized narwhal?"

Lucifer nodded.

"The narwhal was killed by a large black bird with wings. Little Hawk remembered the picture of the icicles opening up all over the sky and the big black bird shuttling between the icicles, and his blood boiled for a while.

"Killed? Big Black Bird?" Lucifer couldn't understand what the kid was saying.

"Well, that's where they put you. It's just that he seems to have flown away by the time I ran here. Little Hawke said with regret in his tone.

When he arrived, he didn't see the expected big bird, but he saw a familiar person, the strange uncle who had lived with him for a month.

He was happy and curious, and when Uncle Strange saw him, he smiled and said, "See you again." ”

"Uncle, why are you here, aren't you gone?" asked Little Hawke.

"Can you do me a favor?" Uncle Blame did not answer his question.

"You say. Little Hawk agreed without thinking about it, this is his "gratitude retribution".

"No trouble, you just keep watch over them until someone else comes. ”

"Are you afraid that the polar bears will eat them?"

The uncle was stunned, then finally smiled, "Almost!" and he was about to turn away.

"Will we see you again, uncle?" Little Hawke asked hurriedly.

"Probably not. ”

"Uncle, do you see that big black bird? Do you know what he is?" Little Hawk shouted at the back of the strange uncle leaving, he thought that the uncle should know, he didn't know why, he just had a feeling.

The uncle didn't answer him until the fog arose, and his back was engulfed in the fog, and little Hawke already felt that the uncle wouldn't answer, and even if he did, he couldn't hear it from such a distance.

But suddenly he heard a voice like the wind, like a whisper in his ear, and the voice said, "We all call him evil."

Wind and snow are blowing.