Sigh mountains, pine forests.

In the early morning, the black storks chirp in the branches, making a croaking sound, showing the seclusion and emptiness of the mountains. A few pine trees in the distance emerge from their nests, poke their heads out of the grass, and then look for the acorns and pine nuts that have fallen on the ground, and make a rustling sound by plucking the yellow leaves that fall on the ground.

A few sparrowhawks flew high in the sky, occasionally skimming the sky, and then swooping down sharply, pulling a long arc through the air, chasing their prey.

A pine nut in scales fell from a tall branch, landed on the soft gray tent, bounced slightly, and then rolled down to the black earth beside it.

Inside the small tent, due to the thick outer lining, the shading is excellent, and the inside can only shine through the gaps in the door curtains. The silver-haired girl lay on a gray rabbit down blanket covered with a thin quilt, and leaned sideways, her hair scattered on the white quilt, and a small amount pressed under her shoulders.

As the sun gradually rose outside, the golden-red sunlight sprinkled through the trees onto the tents, bringing a little bit of warmth. Lorain Hill opened his eyes a little wistfully, stretched, and sat up slowly.

Looking at her hands on the quilt, the girl's eyes opened and closed, and her head slowly lowered, and then raised again, and she was stunned for a while before she slowly woke up.

With a sparse voice, after changing into a white witch's dress, she poked her head out of the tent, lifted the boots that were placed outside the tent, and tried to put them in, but soon found that some dew had fallen from them, so she retracted her little feet in white socks.

Shaking his head a little distressedly, Lorain Hill sighed in his heart that he was still inexperienced, then put his boots back into the storage ring, and then took out a pair of clean boots and put them on his feet, and slowly put them on.

The morning air in the forest is exceptionally fresh, and the birds in the trees chirp happily, and from time to time they fly up to change places and continue to sing.

Lorain Hill put away his tent, lit the small extinguished bonfire again, and took out a glass bottle of amber maple syrup, to which a few red grapefruit petals were added, and placed it to warm by the fire. Then take the bread with a fork and hold it and bake it by the fire.

Watching the warm red flame burn and the bread slices gradually turn brown, after a little thought, she picked up the vial and sprinkled a little salt on the bread, and then ate it in small bites. When eating, occasionally drink some warm maple syrup water to prevent choking, and replenish water by the way. Maple syrup is not as greasy as honey and has a more refreshing taste.

After eating, extinguishing the flames, and cleaning up a little, she continued on her way.

The wind is flowing quickly in your ears, bringing up long strands of hair, and the late autumn sun is not hot, and the temperature is just right, so you can feel the wind blowing through your body.

Looking at the emerald and winding forests and mountains below, the girl keenly sensed that there were many extraordinary magical beasts hidden in them, including the natural sequence 3 - rain arrow poison frog that is almost exactly the same color as the leaves, and the original sequence 2 - black pupil hairy crested deer, this kind of deer has extremely small horns and is almost invisible, but as a transcendent creature, the black and brown fur on its body is highly poisonous, which is used to prevent the predation of other high-level magical beasts.

Walking through the mountains and fields, Lorain Hill occasionally sensed a large demonic beast running in the distance, which was a Dragon Sequence 5 - Redscale Tyrant Dragon. Although it has no wings, it is also a small overlord in the mountains with its strong hind legs and giant jaws.

Pure white clothes fluttered, facing the breeze in the sky, and the girl finally approached her destination.

A field stretches along the upward slope, and under the empty sky and clouds, there is a sea of ice-blue flowers, and among the tender green leaves are a sea of white and blue flowers, and the stamens are slender and faint blue. As an extremely cold breath came closer, there were no other plants in this field except for this ice-blue flower, and it was estimated that it could not tolerate such a cold environment.

Loren Hill blinked slightly, and information about the flower appeared on the retina, most of them Sequence 3 and a few Sequence 4.

Variety: Blue calendula

Condition: Blooming

Sequence: Natural Sequence 4 - Frozen Moon Ice Cup

Talent:

: It can absorb sunlight, moonlight, and mana, and slowly condense into a special icy magic.

Ability:

: Infects the surrounding environment, causing it to drop in temperature, but does not freeze, and when a large number of ice flowers are gathered together, it will form a domain of life.

: It produces a small fruit containing the magic of Ice, smaller than a grain of rice, which can improve the stability of the transcendent core and make it more capable of mana, as well as calming, cooling, and improving the physique.

Looking at the sea of ice blue flowers in front of him, swaying slightly in the wind, Lorain Hill also slowly fell from the sky.

Strange,Why does the system talk about the damaged state?,The silver-haired girl walked among the flowers,Feel the extreme cold around her,The hair stands up slightly.,The periphery is fine.,It's about minus 20 °C.,As you walk in.,The center of the area is estimated to be minus 80 °C.。

Shaking his trembling body, Lorain Hill slowly squatted down and observed these small flowers, and sure enough, he still found something different.

There is only a small amount of fruit left between the flowering clusters, and the stamens are also a little missing, and the pollen is very small.

Just as the girl pondered the reason, the sun gradually rose in the middle of the sky, and the warmest time of the day slowly arrived.

There was a buzzing sound in the distance, very low, like a dive bomber. Loren Hill looked up and saw that it was a field of flying dark blue bees.

These bees fluttered their wings rapidly, numbering tens of thousands, temporarily obscuring the entire sky of the sea of flowers, under the transparent wings, the dark blue body reflected the sunlight, showing a metallic luster, and the tail had a stinger with a curved hook, the stinger had a small arc, the color gradually deepened from blue to black, and it looked very dangerous.

As they flew closer, they seemed to have spotted the uninvited guest of Lorain Hill, and immediately swept over, flying in a deep blue wave like a wailing grimace.

Race: Honeybee subspecies

Status: Healthy

Sequence: War Sequence 3: Ice Flame Bee

Talent:

: More proficient in brewing honey than ordinary bees, it can purify the pollen of extraordinary crops, making it more effective and characteristic.

: The creature's unique transcendent toxin, after being poisoned, the self feels extremely hot and longs to cool down, but the body is extremely cold, and then the body gradually loses consciousness.

Ability:

: A blue, condensed flame that can scorch through steel.

: After a large number of gatherings, you can resonate with the inscription on your back and connect with extraordinary magic, which greatly increases the overall strength, but it is limited by the individual, and the limit of the overall strength is rare pearl level.

Skill:: Use your own stinger attack, the creature that is hit will spontaneously disperse the pores to dissipate heat, and finally paralyze consciousness and freeze to death.

: When more than 6,000 individuals resonate, this skill can be maximized, greatly increasing flight speed, attack resistance, fire power, etc., and can share damage with each other, making it easier for individuals to survive.

Looking at the dark blue bees that were attacking from the sky, the momentum was menacing, and Lorain Hill immediately rose into the air to prevent himself from being completely surrounded.

The oblique flight trajectory first dives close to the ground to break away from the encirclement of these bee colonies, and then sharply rises and soars, rushing into the air thousands of miles to avoid these bees.

After a long while, the girl was greatly relieved to see that those guys did not continue to chase. This is the first time she has escaped since she was reborn, and it's not that she can't beat it at all, it's just that those dense insects look too infiltrating, giving her a lot of psychological pressure, and besides, fighting there will break those ice flowers.

Loren Hill whispered to himself before slowly remembering the origin of these bees.

The Iceflame Bee was a species cultivated during the heyday of the Wild Fang Empire, and was not only used to make special honey and mead, but also a powerful tool of warfare. It's a pity that because its growth and advancement require a large number of special extraordinary flowers, the scale has not been large, and then the empire collapsed, and no one has ever seen its trace again, and many people think that this extraordinary species is extinct.

I didn't expect that in the depths of the Sigh Mountain Range, there was such a large number of existences, it was really rare.

There are very few books about it from the outside world, and this is only a past that Lorain Hill only learned about after watching the ancient records left by those shamans some time ago. The honey brewed by these bees was an important ingredient for orc shamans to refine potions.

Thinking about its origins, Lorain Hill landed on a tall branch and looked into the distance, the sea of ice blue flowers in the sun.

Those flowers are very much like the favorite of the ice elves.

The Garden of Ice in the past, the land of ice elves with transparent glass. Are these flowers a relic of them, but for what? It is also extremely far away from the ruins of the Ice Elves' homeland.

The silver-haired girl raised her fingers and closed her eyes slightly, listening carefully to the wind around her, perceiving this ancient and secluded area.