In the vast snow-capped mountains, a team of men and horses were speeding on the snow, Buwanga did not bring all the warriors after all, although the number of people had an advantage, but the casualties would also increase, and in the end, the patriarch only picked fifty excellent elites to go to the lair of Skassar.

Many familiar faces could be seen in the team, such as Rabina and Orka, as well as several elites who had fought against him in the training ground, but he was most concerned about the arrival of Cyrus.

"Miss Cyrus, do you really want to come with us, if anything goes wrong, I can't explain it to Isabella."

"I want to repay the favor."

Sellers responded simply.

"There are other ways to repay the favor, such as dating me and kissing me."

In an instant, his eyes flashed, and he reached out and grabbed Cyrus's left hand, although it was through a glove, he still felt the softness of his palm, and his eyes also looked at the bumpy figure of Miss Chemist.

"Your Royal Highness the princess can't believe a word of what you say."

Cyrus glanced lightly and withdrew his hand, he was very disappointed that the expected shyness did not appear, and just when he was about to say something, he suddenly felt a meaning behind him, it was Daisya's eyes pierced in the back, and instantly glanced at the roaming girl and knew that she was probably jealous, after all, the ambiguous action between the two yesterday had been determined to be in a relationship, and now he placed his girlfriend who had just arrived to talk to Cyrus, which naturally caused dissatisfaction.

"Well, the weather is so nice today, it's a desperately good day."

Momentarily slowed down and walked beside Daisya, pretending to look around at the scenery and said, of course the roaming girl ignored it, don't look over her head and didn't look at him, only Wu Momo was covering her mouth and snickering.

"When we arrive, there's Mount Stroux ahead."

After nearly an hour's journey, Buwanga finally stopped, and in front of him was a huge snow-capped mountain, which was like a sleeping giant in the middle of the mountain, comparing it to all the other snow-capped mountains, this was the nest that Skasa had chosen, the largest snow-capped mountain in the entire snow-capped region, Stror Mountain.

"Big brother, let's go up."

Orka stood beside Buwanga with a battle in his eyes, he had waited for this day for too long, if he hadn't known that he had been sent to death in the past, he would have gone desperately with Skasa, but now it was different, his eldest brother Buwanga came, and a group of reliable adventurers, these are the existences that give Orka confidence.

"Let's go, let's face Skasa together."

Buwanga smiled as well, and he reached out and patted Orka on the back, leading his people to the first foot on the Stroo Snow Mountain.

"Someone's here."

In an instant, he followed behind Buwanga, this snow-capped mountain was very large, and the white mist made the visibility low, but after walking for a while, he still saw that some information was gathering, and immediately opened his mouth to warn him.

"It's the Toulouse guy, what are you doing here?"

Orka heard the words and looked ahead, and soon saw several humanoid creatures slowly approaching, about a dozen people, male and female, all wearing Toulouse costumes, the deputy patriarch was also surprised to see them, and couldn't help asking.

"We want to fight!"

A Toulouse man said in a loud voice, his voice shaking and shaking the fog and scattering a little.

"What are you talking about, dare to block the path of the patriarch, don't you want to live?"

Orka's brow furrowed fiercely, and he waved his hand impatiently to let the other party go, but he only saw a hideous expression on the faces of the Toulus people.

"Orka, they're corrupted by a black nightmare, they can't listen to anything, we can only defeat them."

Buwanga had long seen that the situation of these people was not right, and immediately reminded Orka of the preparations he had made for battle.

"I really don't know whether to live or die."

Orka let out a roar and pulled his weapon from his back of space, which was also a blunt weapon, but slightly smaller than Buwanga's, and seemed to follow the same path as his brother in terms of weapons.

"Kill!"

The clansmen behind Buwanga rushed out together without waiting for the order, even in the face of the former clansmen, they did not hesitate, because they knew that this was not the time to take care of the old feelings, and all the preparations made today were for the crusade against the ice dragon, and all obstacles in the way must be removed.

The Bantu and the Toulouse warriors scuffled with each other, fists and blood, and only ten minutes into the Stroul Mountains began a life-and-death battle, Buwanga did not look at the desperate people, but walked forward, he knew that this was not the place where he stopped, their purpose was to be further above.

There are more crises in Struo Hill than imagined, and the monsters have not encountered many people who have been corrupted by the black nightmare, and they seem to have gathered here intentionally or unintentionally, blocking their fellow people from approaching Skasa's lair, and now there is another group after clearing a group before, and it is still the people of the Toulouse tribe.

【Kaleta】

[LV47-Toulouse Male Elite Warrior]

Looking at the information of the other party's leader in thought, that guy seems to be strong, very strong, the skin on his body is the color of lime, and the horn equipment unique to the men of the Toulouse tribe is also gray, so he doesn't look like a miscellaneous fish character.

"Kaleta, you too?"

Buwanga also frowned slightly when he saw Caleta, he didn't expect that this former competitor would also appear here to stop them, and the appearance of the other party was undoubtedly eroded by the black nightmare.

"Isn't this the defeat of the eldest brother's subordinates, you disappeared into the snowy mountains after you failed to compete with the eldest brother for the position of patriarch, I didn't expect to be the lackey of the ice dragon here."

Orca obviously knew the Toulus warrior as well, and he looked coldly at the man who had changed beyond recognition, and said in an unkind tone, obviously not taking him seriously.

"Shut up! He was just lucky enough to beat me, and the patriarch of the Bantu tribe should be me! I can give everything for this, even if it is infamous, come on Buwanga, we will fight to the death! ”

Caletta roared at Buvanga, and rushed forward with his stout arms as thick as pillars, his steps so heavy that each step made the snow tremble and stir up the snow with a 'boom' sound.

"My eldest brother can beat you, and so can I."

Orka's body also burst out, and the momentum turned into a golden air flow around him as he ran, faintly turning into a golden dragon's head, and the weapon he raised was like the teeth of a dragon's mouth open, biting into Caleta.