"Didn't you cut off his wings before, try that one?"

In an instant, he finally remembered that there were other girls around him, and the importance of the rattle shifted slightly to other people, and after thinking about it, he said to Daisya.

"Do you want those wings, no problem, I'll ask the clansmen to help you move them back in a moment."

With a smile on his face, Buwanga patted his chest and stopped the rough work of carrying it directly, for these adventurers who can be called benefactors, of course he will not be stingy with this little favor.

"Let's go, let's go back."

At this moment, he was also full of joy, the crusade against the ice dragon was secondary, and the most happy surprise was that the rattle came back, he took his little wife's hand and refused to let go, and walked down this 10,000-year-old snow mountain with her.

I thought I would soon be able to return to the camp on the outskirts of the snow-capped mountain, but in an instant I found that I was wrong, not because the way back was full of difficulties, but because there was a faint sadness permeating the snowy mountain, it was the Bantu tribe who came to help, some were alive, but more were dead and turned into cold corpses.

The living people wept for the dead, chanted eulogies for the dead, and the joy in their hearts dissipated a little when they saw such a scene, and the smile on their faces turned serious, although their team did not sacrifice, but these ordinary people paid their lives to send them to Skasa, they are all respectable existences.

The remnants of the tribesmen already knew the outcome when they saw Buwanga coming down from the top of the mountain, and Buwanga did not say much, but only motioned to the tribesmen to gather the body and find a quiet snow-capped mountain to bury.

Walking down from the mountain, they saw many scenes, Lellit, who had stayed behind to fight Nasra, was gone, but they could see blood on the ground and Nasra, who had lost his breath, and continued down was the place left by the Ice King Malaga, where they saw the missing Leret.

The place where Malaga and Caleta fought was even more brutal, the ground was sunken into numerous deep pits, and on the edge of a rock lay the burly man, but by this time he was out of breath, two gray horns were stuck in his chest, the other in his neck, and in Malaga's hand a head was pinched, and on the side was a headless corpse, and the two strongest of the Toulouse clan ended the battle together.

"Lerritt."

Buwanga screamed with an ugly face, he could see at a glance that Lerrit's physical condition was not good at this time, and she broke her right hand and right foot in the battle with Nasra, although it was not separated from the body, but it was also a comminuted fracture, and he wanted to take it down the mountain for treatment.

"Don't worry, I'm fine, at least in the future, there will be one less fool in the cultivation field who is always shouting to defeat you."

Lerrit smiled with difficulty, she saw Buwanga and the others descending the mountain and knew that the matter was over, and after paying a heavy sacrifice, the Bantu still won, but the dead people could not come back.

"Alas, unfortunate fellow, let me overtake you... Well? ”

Wu Momo sighed and took out the talisman paper, she felt that Malaga would probably survive if she didn't say that she would go home and get married, she could roughly feel that Malaga had been dead for a long time, so she wanted him to be too angry, so as not to become a ghost after he died.

Just when Wu Momo was about to make a move, she suddenly raised her head, and looked at the sky with a look of surprise, where a golden star was approaching, and it seemed to be coming towards everyone intentionally, Buwanga frowned and made a posture to fight, and now the people who will come over he doesn't know whether they are friends or foes.

Wu Momo was not vigilant at all, and even took two steps forward to meet her, the golden light slowly fell and appeared in the form of a person, and in an instant, she saw that the reason why she was golden was because of the light emitted by the six wings behind her, and the only one who could use the power of the gods to condense wings and fly was the only one who was the priest of the priesthood.

"Master Golantis, why are you here?"

Wu Momo hugged Grantis as soon as she saw her, and she still liked this mentor who often took care of her, Miss Witch, and she had been away from the church for a long time, and her longing for seeing her at this moment was stimulated.

"Or is it because of you, if you die here, I will feel guilty for the rest of my life, look at what you have done after the war?"

Golantis was also relieved to see that Wu Momo was safe and sound, she touched Wu Momo's head and asked with a doting look, her eyes also looked at the others, she could see their embarrassed appearances, many of them had blood stains on them.

"Listen to me, we killed the ice dragon, such a big dragon!"

Wu Momo was a little excited to talk to Golantis about their achievements, although it was very hard and dangerous when they fought, but the sense of accomplishment they gained after winning the battle was also top-notch, and Miss Witch was now immersed in it.

"yes, you're doing a great job."

Golantis's eyes flashed with surprise, she wondered why she found Wu Momo in an instant and didn't take it back, it turned out that the two people came to this place to take risks, and she also knew about the existence of the ice dragon, and when she heard the achievements of several people, she also subconsciously looked at the moment, and it was not strange that Miss Brother felt that there was a place for him, and it seemed that he had achieved anything.

"Are you the head of the clergy? What are you doing in our snowy mountains? ”

Orka stood beside Buwanga and asked coldly, he didn't like outsiders, they were just an exception, and now when he saw the leader of the strongest force in the principality, he was also hostile, for fear that she would take advantage of the weakness of the Bantu tribe to do something.

"You're the Buwanga patriarch, I have no ill intentions, I'm just here to take this lost little guy away."

Golantis didn't answer Orka, but looked at Buwanga in silence and said, and nodded Wu Momo's head as he spoke.

"Whatever you want, it's your side anyway."

Buvanga said in a deep voice, neither hostile nor welcoming Golantis.

"Golantis, a lot of people have died here, you can resurrect it."

He looked at Golantis and asked, he didn't expect her to come in person, which was not in line with her conformist character, but since she came, wouldn't it be a great loss not to let her do something.

"It will be yes, but there can only be one person at a time, and those who have been dead for too long cannot be resurrected, this is the law."

Golantis nodded, looking at the sacrificed clansmen around her, she also knew what was going on, but this was an internal matter of the Bantu clan, she would not take the initiative to intervene, but since she opened her mouth in an instant, she would not deliberately avoid it.

"Buwanga, you hear me." Instantly.

"Buwanga, you hear me." Instantly.

"Lord Glandis, I want you to resurrect one of my people, he has made a great contribution, and the Toulouse cannot live without him."

Buwanga is not a fool to be the patriarch, he immediately said when he heard the words, he had heard that the senior clergy of the church had the ability to bring people back to life, but he was not sure whether this was true or not, and now when he saw Golantis's reply, his tone must have softened a lot, after all, it was a request for someone to do something, and he needed to have a corresponding posture, he looked at Malaga's corpse, whether as a patriarch or as an opponent, he didn't want this warrior to be silent.

"Yes, I can do it."

Golantis glanced at Malaga's corpse and judged that he was the type that could be resurrected, and then agreed, although the Bantu showed hostility to the principality, but in her eyes, life was the same, and she had the ability to save it, so why not do it.