Due to Elysée's distinguished status in the polar regions, each polar supply station will clear the rest of the personnel who want to teleport during the teleportation, so that the teleportation array can maintain the stability of the teleportation process with more sufficient energy. But even so, this kind of dizziness after ultra-long-distance teleportation is still unavoidable.

This kind of continuous ultra-long-distance teleportation will be unbearable for ordinary people, but fortunately, Yades and his party are not ordinary people.

But unlike the other three, Yades, who was actually just a one-star swordsman, was able to persevere without falling unconscious halfway through, relying on his iron willpower.

I can't remember how many polar supply stations I've been through, just when Yades felt like he was about to reach his limit. They finally arrived at the closest supply depot to Blizzard in the mouth of the Elysée.

Before a big man like Élysée teleports, the supply station will naturally send a special signal to the next station, so that the other party is ready to greet him. However, after this teleportation, when Ades walked out of the teleportation hall closed by the high wall, he was surprised to see none of the staff at the supply station.

"Something really went wrong with Blizzard. Elysée looked around.

Severia crossed her hands on her chest and looked at Elysée and said, "There is no trace of destruction here, what kind of circumstances would make your people abandon such a supply station?"

Elysée touched her chin with one hand, shook her head and said, "Under no circumstances, the supply station will not be abandoned, and the Blizzard outpost is the closest supply station to Blizzard City, and the loyalty and will to fight of the personnel stationed here should be beyond doubt." ”

"Then the people here are not evacuated on their own initiative," Yades said with some puzzlement, "but there is no sign of resistance to be seen." ”

But he immediately thought of the crux of the matter, and asked the Elysée, "Why do you say that under no circumstances will the supply depot be abandoned?"

"This is a sacred covenant between the polar apostles," Elysée said as she walked out, "and although those creatures were created by Winter, they do have their own will. ”

Then, she suddenly stopped her steps, and Elysée, realizing something, pulled out a silver-white metal box out of nowhere.

Ades and Severia gathered around with some curiosity, and Edwin began to walk further towards the outskirts of the supply point.

The moment Elysée opened the box, a wail came from inside. Ades and Severia were startled, and then saw a broken green crystal inside the metal box.

"Lillard is dead," Elysée frowned, "and he didn't even have time to send out any useful information before he died. ”

As soon as Elysée's words fell, Edwin, who had walked out earlier, returned inside.

"There's a huge creature lying outside," Flyface said as he looked at Elysée with his hands in his hand, "and I feel a breath similar to yours in it." ”

"Volibel?!" Alyse's words were heard and walked briskly outside, and Ades and Severia glanced at each other and hurried to keep up with Elysée's pace.

The Blizzard Outpost was the same as the Ice Outpost, with Elysée being the first to jump on top of the square building, Severia jumping up in a squat, and Edwin holding Yades' shoulders, gradually levitating off the ground, and then reaching the top.

A huge white bear, which was taller than a three-story supply station even after falling, lay quietly on the ice field in the distance. Its body was wrapped in a white thunderbolt grid, making it look sacred and inviolable.

But apparently the breath of life has left it.

"We seem to have seen this bear somewhere. ”

Yades glanced at Severia, who was speaking, looked at the huge white bear and said, "That white bear statue outside the Volibel restaurant in Ice City. ”

Elysée said without any expression on his face: "He is Volibel, the Thunder Tyrant, the guardian of Blizzard City, and the first five-star polar apostle created by Winter." ”

"Shall we go into the city and have a look?" suggested Ades, looking further afield at the large, seemingly unremarkable human town.

Elysée didn't answer immediately, and after about a minute of silence, the polar goddess shook her head and said, "This day, it's still here, these short-sighted natives. ”

After Elysée finished speaking, she took a deep breath and jumped down from the top of the supply station, and then said to the Ades above, "Let's go, go to the pure white land." ”

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Blizzard's head is far wider than Ice City, a polar giant perched atop vast veins of metal, armed to the teeth with every soldier of its own.

An extremely tall figure stood out among the people in the city, wearing an incomparably expensive and powerful full-body Mithril armor, the city lord of Blizzard City, Onde Volibel, pointed at the Thunder Tyrant who fell to the ground in the distance, and said sideways: "From today on, the dark cloud called Volibel, which has been entrenched above us for thousands of years, has gone away. ”

Speaking of this, this incomparably tall middle-aged man inserted the long sword in his hand into the floor tiles of the city wall and knelt on one knee. The crowd around him also bowed down.

"I, Wend, the city lord of Blizzard who was once given the evil surname Voliber, today I comfort my ancestors in Blizzard City, our Bran family, and re-rule Blizzard City!"

"Hooray!"

"Long live Bran!"

"Long live Onde Bran!"

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Yades glanced back at Blizzard, which suddenly erupted in cheers, looked at Elysée, who had remained silent, and followed the other party into the supply station.

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Onde Bran slowly got up amid the cheers of everyone, although Blizzard City has lost the protection of the five-star polar bond since then, but being able to "defeat" the powerful five-star polar apostle, the Thunder Tyrant Voliber, is enough to show the strength of Blizzard City. This complacent Blizzard City Lord deliberately didn't think about why Blizzard City was able to be so well preserved under the "attack" of the Thunder Tyrant.

The cheers of the city continued to spread and continue, and Onde closed his eyes, enjoying the moment immensely. A young knight who was almost as tall as him, wrapped in jet-black armor, approached him and whispered, "Father, the polar goddess, and the three people who came with her are gone. ”

Weng De slowly opened his eyes, looked at the Blizzard outpost supply depot located farther away from the White Bear Volibel, and snorted softly, "This oldest four-star apostle is quite self-aware. ”

The young man spoke again: "The Ice City side should have already begun to act, the Polar Goddess's control over the Ice City is far greater than that tyrant, and the Snow City Lord has paid a lot of price. ”

"Snow lacks the courage of a city lord, and he should be careful of that guy named Wickz," Onde said, turning his head to his most trusted son, "How's the situation in Bishui City?"

"It's going very well, there should be definite news tomorrow morning. ”

"It's good that our polar regions are going back to what they used to be. Ond patted the black-armored knight on the shoulder and said, "Slip, you should go down and relax." ”

Looking at his son who nodded away, Weng De took a deep breath and turned to look into the distance, his brow was not too stretched, because the real ruler of the polar regions was the god of winter, who almost never appeared, and this war had just begun.