The scholar moved his heavy body and walked up to the setting moon step by step, the cold wind blowing his long, dragging beard like a woman's hair. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"It looks better this way." The scholar handed over a telescope.

Monocular, slender, made of several layers of ice crystals.

The falling moon carefully saw the appearance of the ice ghost through the telescope, although the skull head had no eyes, but it was extremely keen, and one of them was staring at the telescope of the falling moon!

That look is shocking!

They walk around with joint support, and their bodies are flexible.

A set of high ice walls blocked the way of the ice ghosts, and this ice wall was the protective wall of the city-state.

Although it is thousands of feet high, the wall is thick and thousands of blades, which can resist for a while.

One by one, strange elves, glowing with blue firelight, their bodies crystal clear, and their faces fierce and vicious, making them ice ghosts worthy of their name. The murder of a beautiful model

"They feed on flesh and blood. Our people are getting fewer and fewer day by day, once in a few years they were violated, then once a year, once a month, once a week, now once a few days, even several times a day......" said the scholar.

He still faintly kept a glimmer of almost impossible hope in his heart, that is, the falling moon was the savior of the Ice and Snow Continent.

"For tens of thousands of years, their numbers have remained the same, neither alive nor dead, neither old nor sick, no weapon can completely destroy them, boiling water, hot oil, the sharpest weapons, ice blades, long arrows, and even knives and axes in close combat cannot cut off their heads...... Our men were plundered and torn apart, and they were made into trophies from our hair, and they were woven into cushions......"

Scenes from the past appear in the minds of the scholars one by one, and perhaps such days will not be long before they end.

"The people of our Ice and Snow Continent have been getting married and having children from generation to generation, and they have multiplied, but the population is getting smaller and smaller, and many young soldiers have died in battle." The desolation of the university is distressing. Warrior starry sky

It's closer, it's closer, the ice ghosts' hands are inserted into the ice wall, they climb up step by step, some fall down and start again, no matter how they fall, they can't fall to death......

These creatures seem to have an invulnerable nature, transcending life and death, and how can the mortal bodies of the aborigines resist.

It has been resisting for tens of thousands of years, and how magnificent is it?

It is unimaginable that the will of the aborigines is so strong.

The head of an ice ghost climbed over the city wall, showing its head, and the falling moon looked carefully through the telescope before it suddenly realized that it was not ice at all!

The body of the ice ghost is a piece of ocean-blue diamond!

They are so hard, they must not be ice.

A long arrow in the city lord's hand shot towards the diamond's head, hitting the center, and the ice ghost was shot down, but more will come up. There is no real name, and the black-bellied president seeks to be on top!

Once they crossed the ice wall, the entire Ice City was restless again......

And this time, there are so many ice ghosts that they are unprecedented, and I am afraid that they will be slaughtered soon, which is of course not a pessimistic statement, but an objective situation.

The city lord and the soldiers shot ice arrows one after another, and one by one the blue heads poured up......

"Report to the City Lord, the number of ice ghosts who came to attack today is unprecedented!" The soldier in charge of the distant view stepped forward to report.

The situation is not good, and if it goes on like this, until the aborigines run out of physical strength, the ice wall can no longer ice ghosts.

The city lord handed over the bow and arrows to others and held an emergency meeting in the war room on the seventh floor of the Ice Palace.

Representatives of the people, scholars, and generals from all walks of life gathered here.

There was a map of the terrain on the table, and everyone frowned, unable to think of a way.