The snow-capped 10,000-year-old snow-capped mountains, the severe ice that does not melt all day long, and the snowflakes flying in the sky are the common scenery here, and the uncommon scenery is the visitors from the human world.

"If you are lucky enough to come to this isolated snow-capped mountain and meet the hospitable warriors of the Toulus tribe, they will cordially invite you into their tents and then prepare a delicious meal as a lunch for your guests."

The above words are from the chapter of the Arad Naturalist, Ten Thousand Years of Snow Mountain, a work known for its rigor and scientific nature, so that few people will doubt its authenticity.

In fact, however, readers who are fortunate enough to read this chapter, and who act on it, are often disappointed.

Outside the steaming barracks, there were poles and bloody skulls on them, which seemed to tell us even more that the Toulouse were not as hospitable as they had been rumored.

A fortress located in the depths of the 10,000-year-old snow-capped mountain, layer after layer of sentry posts, and the vigilant eyes of the patrolling guards all show that this fortress has its unknown secrets.

The flame of the fireplace brings a steaming effect, making the environment as warm as spring, and the leather sofas and high-end mahogany furniture all show the noble elegance of the owner.

The chandelier is made of a lava cave hundreds of meters deep underground, and the heart of a rare soul eater is used as a wick, and it will not be extinguished for thousands of years.

Even the flames in the fireplace were a little spark contributed by the imprisoned light spirit Revos.

On the leather sofa, a tall middle-aged man lay comfortably.

He has a rugged appearance, and the muscles of his whole body are enough to make Arnold Schwarzenegger on the earth embarrassed, and the murderous aura that is inadvertently revealed can be said to be invincible by thousands of troops.

A huge hammer, placed haphazardly next to the couch, raises the question that the owner of this blunt weapon is a blacksmith with natural powers.

A seemingly harmless puppy, half-squinted, obediently lay on the owner's lap.

"My family's Savant likes to eat meat", says the owner.

"Hehe, I have an apprentice, a pet, and he also likes to eat meat."

Sitting on the other sofa was a richly dressed lady, wearing a top hat and a dress, all of which showed good self-cultivation and demeanor.

"Tell me, what are you here for? You know, I've never entertained guests here."

The man cuts straight to the point.

"Skady will send an envoy to come, about four or five people."

"Oh," the man replied lightly, "is there anything that needs to be done?" ”

The lady continued.

"There must be a young man named Yang Jian among them, who is an important pawn of Skadi."

"Oh", the man replied with another understatement.

"I hope you," said the noblewoman, her eyes full of hatred and rage.

"Teach him a good lesson, it's best to let him never come back!"

"What good is it for me to do this?" The man spread his hands.

"After the matter is completed, I will do my best to help you deal with the ice dragon Skasa", a fine light flashed in the noble lady's eyes.

As soon as he finished speaking, the lights of the fireplace went out, and the whole fortress fell into darkness.

"Deal !!" , a majestic voice echoed in all directions.

The noble lady disappeared without a trace.