Lu Yang has been thinking about what gift to bring to Ash, and now he finally has it.

The Son of Ice, this thorn in Ash's heart, was plucked out by Lu Yang as a blood alliance, which couldn't be more suitable.

As for Cynthia's request to persuade Abd to join Avarosa in the end, he just mentioned it casually, and it became a small surprise, and it didn't matter if it didn't work out.

If he doesn't ask for anything, it seems that his shot is too cheap, and Cynthia can't take out what Lu Yang can see, this kind of request can be done by her, and it seems very important, it is the most suitable choice.

In addition, Lu Yang feels that this is indeed the best choice for both parties.

If Ash wants to unite Freljord, he must unite every force.

Although Lu Yang has not really come into contact with the Abd tribe, judging from the information revealed by Cynthia and others, this is just a small tribe that is good at business, planting, and mining, and its combat effectiveness is seriously insufficient. After losing the trade route, it was even more difficult. In the future, when the situation will become more chaotic, joining Avarosa is the best place for them to be.

……

The Sons of Ice Tribe.

"Waste, you can't do this thing! Get out! ”

Du Bois's face was full of anger and he scolded loudly.

But when her men left the room with a frightened face, she sat down in her chair in a daze.

The Children of Ice were once only a medium-sized tribe, and she single-handedly developed to the level that it is now close to a large tribe, as the War Mother, Du Bois should be proud and proud, but this is not the case.

The current Ice Children tribe is not having a good time, because their enemies have become even more terrible than them.

Killing and devouring Avarosa was a crucial step in the rise of the Children of Ice, and everything was going so smoothly, they killed their War Mother and devoured their village, but Du Bois never imagined that Avarosa would be reborn at the hands of the only remaining Avarossa!

What made her even more disturbing was that out of nowhere, it was revealed that the woman named Ash was the reincarnation of Avarosa.

Soon her uneasiness was fulfilled, and with the help of this identity, the newborn Avarosa rose at an incredible speed, and before they could react, she became a behemoth they could not afford to provoke.

Especially two years ago, they actually defeated the Wild Spear Tribe, which was like a basin of cold water poured on the heads of all the Ice Children, and since then, there has been a lot of panic in the tribe, and it is getting worse as time goes by.

Today, cowardly whispers have turned into open denunciations.

As a hero who single-handedly strengthened the tribe, Du Bois has heard the most recently not respect and love, but complaining, questioning!

Although the people of Avarosa have never spoken of revenge, all of the Children of Ice know that it is a fact that will come.

The dark future and the constant complaints of his people have made Du Bois feel very bad lately.

When she learned that there were a few people who didn't know that the small tribe was actually trying to rob their herd, her anger was suddenly detonated.

She sent her strongest warriors and commanded them to bring their enemies back alive, and she wanted to show them what regret was!

However, something that made her even more angry happened, dealing with a few small thieves, or when someone told her, her most powerful warrior actually missed!

not only let one of them run out, but also inexplicably buried some of his own people.

Du Bois walked out of the room with a gloomy face, and the guard at the door did not dare to catch his breath when he saw her face.

She ignored the fact and went straight to a room lined with pillars.

The campfires danced, and through the dim glow you could see that each pillar, and around them, was a vast expanse of eerie black.

There was also a disgusting stench in the room, like a rotting corpse.

As the gaze moved forward, a different scene appeared on the innermost pillars of the room.

It was a few scaly corpses, red blood staining the pillar and the surrounding ground. Standing next to them were several men and women armed with various torture instruments, with cruel and distorted smiles on their faces.

If someone sees this scene, they will suddenly realize that those weird blacks are all dried blood accumulated over time!

"War Mother."

Seeing Du Bois's figure, several of the abusers saluted respectfully.

The entire Ice Child tribe knows that the War Mother has been in a bad mood recently, and if she is not satisfied, she will scold and even lose her life.

Du Bois ignored them, and walked up to the only woman with a calm face, her voice gloomy.

"I already know, Abd tribe, right? Dare to hit our Ice Sons and I'll send them to you soon! ”

Hearing the threat, the bruised figure raised his head, although his face had become bloody and blurred, he could still vaguely identify that it was the leader of Abd's caravan, Natalia.

She looked around, didn't care about Du Bois's threat, but laughed out loud: "It seems that Cynthia really ran away, hahaha, ran away, well done." ”

Hearing this, several other equally miserable figures raised their heads and laughed intermittently.

Du Bois's face instantly became even more gloomy.

That's right, that's where she's most angry.

It doesn't matter if there is one less person, but if she is run away, the information will be leaked, and her idea of uprooting the Abd tribe will be difficult to realize.

Dubois took a barbed whip and slammed it into Natalia's body, still talking coldly.

"She's seriously injured and can't escape, I've sent more people to get her back soon, and when the time comes, I'll give her more enjoyment."

Natalia didn't say anything, because she ran out of oil and barely had the strength to open her mouth. But she still insisted on rolling her eyes, showing disdain.

Du Bois seemed to see the cold eyes of his clansmen, and suddenly became angry, and the whip in his hand waved wildly.

Ever since learning of Alvarossa's resurgence, Dubois has fallen in love with this action, which allows him to vent his emotions to his heart's content.

Although she had never spoken, she had the same fear in her heart, afraid that one day she would wake up and Avarosa's army had reached the gates of the tribe.

The sound of crackling echoed through the room, and with each whip, Natalia had an additional bloody wound, and at first she could let out a few moans of pain, but soon became dying and unconscious.

Seeing that Natalia was about to die under her whip, a figure broke in.