"Locke... Locke..."

In Locke's chaotic brain, a voice kept calling his name again, he was so persistent, which made Locke irritable.

So, he opened his eyes and tried to question the voice that was disturbing his rest. But soon, his face was covered with shock!

A huge blue dragon, sealed in crystal clear ice, stood motionless like a piece of exquisite ice sculpture.

It's Tyri!

He wanted to call her name, he wanted to go over and let her out! But immediately Locke's pupils also contracted, and he found that he couldn't move!

As his eyes rolled, he found himself in one position, standing motionless!

A terrible thought arose in his heart, he didn't feel himself breathing now...

The thought of breathing made a strong feeling of suffocation welling up from the cortex of the brain. Locke's face quickly turned red!

The earth-shattering vertigo brought on by the intense suffocation filled Locke's mind. He could only blink weakly, looking at Tyri's massive frozen body, and then slowly closed his eyes......

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"Eat, little one. You need to replenish some food. ”

Anvena hugged her knees tightly and cowered in the far corner of the wall, looking at the tall cowman.

"Trust me, little one. I have no ill intentions, it's snow rabbit's meat and some herbs I've gathered. The minotaur handed the small basin in the middle of his palm to Anvena in the corner.

"Don't be afraid of me, little one. I'm Trag Alpine the Minotaur. I'm not going to hurt you. The minotaur crouched down in front of Avena and handed his palm over again.

Hunger, cold, and helplessness forced Avena to step forward and carefully take the small basin from the Minotaur's big hand.

She bowed to the minotaur and said timidly, "I'm Avena Tigus. Where are we? What about my friends? ”

"Friends?" The minotaur scratched the black fur on his body with his paws, then shook his head and stood up, "You were alone when I found you, little one. ”

"You were lying in the snow, drowsy. You look so calm, like a sleeping beauty. The Minotaur let out a kind laugh as he shook his hand and continued, "I don't find any signs of anyone else... If they encounter the Frost Dragon..."

The minotaur sighed, "The chances of survival are very small. ”

"Impossible!" Anvina angrily put down the basin in her hand and argued for reason, "No! They won't die! I know! They're just out there! They need me!! ”

"No," said the minotaur patiently, holding out his hand and shaking it, "you can't go out little one, it's too dangerous outside." There are dangers you can't imagine. ”

"Thank you so much for saving me, Tragg, but I must find them!" Anvena bowed to the minotaur and tried to leave, but was stopped by the minotaur with outstretched arms.

"Listen, little one. There's more to it than just a frost dragon out there! And many more..."

Anvena stretched out her fist and roared, "It's okay! I'm going to find them! ”

The minotaur shook his head, motioning for Avena not to get excited, and then motioning for her to sit down next to him.

"There's an undead ghoul, and his name is Poison Pus. He led a band of scourge undead to kill all the orcs, dwarves, and my people. ”

The Minotaur relented, and continued to say to Avena, "He is a servant of the Lich King, and the poisonous pus has a crystal ball that Neozu gave him. He uses this crystal ball to summon those who die here, elves, dwarves. and, the corpse of the terrifying beast buried in this body, the dragon. ”

"The frost dragon you saw was the first ice dragon they had awakened, and its power is still increasing. What's more, this is an ancient continent, and there are many powerful and strange creatures here, and the poisonous pus must have found more corpses. ”

"But that stupid fellow is doomed! You should tell her this! ”

A slightly cold voice came from behind the minotaur, and Anvena turned her head to look back, and couldn't help but stand in place.

The minotaur slowly stood up and turned his body sideways.

In the doorway, a human dressed in aristocratic attire was leaning against the doorframe.

"That's right! Fail because of me—" The human nobleman turned his head to face Anvina and said slowly, "I! Baron Velima Modis! will stop him!! ”

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Howling winds, constantly roaring in this new valley, a nose appeared on the snow-covered ice.

Wacker flew to his nose and licked it, and soon the owner of the nose moved, and he struggled to get up from the ground, and the snow quickly fell around his body.

Carré coughed and crawled out of the snow. He staggered in the snow, staring at the blizzard around him.

I remember, I really thought I fell into a crack, it must have been the group of undead who caused an avalanche that brought me out by the way, and at the same time escaped the pursuit of the undead....

Of course, I was lucky that I didn't die in a coma covered in snow.

But before he could laugh, he began to dig frantically in the snow around him!

"Jorad! Jolard! Where are you! ”

Perhaps it was the Holy Light that blessed Jorad, and Carré found Jorad's tattered cloak not far away, and he quickly dug Chorad out of his coma.

Wacker also leaned into Jorald's face, licking Chorald's face with his pink tongue.

"Little one, Jorad and I are very grateful for your help, otherwise we would both have been sleeping here." Karley smiled at Wacker, and then he fixed his gaze on the snow-covered plains.

"We need to find a place to rest as soon as possible, and Jorad needs to be treated." Carré muttered to himself, and soon smiled wryly, "I'm starting to miss my wings..."

"Let's go! WACKER! Let's find a place to rest first, and when Jorad wakes up, we'll go find the others. Carré picked up the unconscious Jorad and walked through the snow with difficulty, "We... Certain... Before the Scourge Dead... Find someone else. As long as they..."

"Wait! What is that? ”

Carré found what appeared to be a man-made cave halfway up the mountain.

"A cave?! Let's take a closer look, maybe they're hiding there because they're hiding from pursuit! With that, Carré happily dragged Jorad and walked towards the cave step by step.