The scales of the sun-scaled red cheekfish are ground into powder and set up after being placed in the sun for a minute before they burn, the flames are golden, and there are transparent fish-shaped apparitions surrounding it. Kelly leaned the torch over and rolled it around the powder, which stuck to it like a scepter with gold, and the flames attached to it.

In an instant, a heat wave spread in all directions centered on him, and the warm power penetrated everyone's hearts, and the cold on the snowfield was suddenly shielded out.

The unconscious Uno and Hosdi also woke up, their blue faces gradually improved, and their health was slowly recovering.

At the same time, the torch's message also appeared in everyone's field of vision.

"Salary King's Certificate: It is said to be a prop that Gwen has turned on to light, and it can also be used for heating in addition to lighting. If the flame is extinguished, it can also be used as a weapon. Of course, if the flame is not extinguished, it can also be used as a weapon, and it is more lethal. Don't try to find out who Gwen is, you can't do it."

But Kelly and his little cutie were obviously not suitable for this kind of heat, Kevin was snorting and sticking out his tongue, sweating like rain, and both wolf ears were hot and red, and as for his little cutie mammoth covered in thick hair, he was already wet and restless.

"It's too hot, why is it so hot......" Kelly threw down the torch in an unbearable way, turned around and jumped from the well.

Seeing this, the mammoth also jumped on the spot, sat through the ice, and fell into the water.

After a few seconds, the two heads came out of the water again, and only then did the faces look normal.

"Maybe we can walk ahead with torches, and then you follow us?" Surya suggested.

Kelly stared at her warily, a look of reluctance.

"Mr. Kelly," Jerry said, "you see, the point of the torch is to dispel the fog, which means that what you are looking for must be in the fog, and you can't bear the heat, so it's not good for anyone to be in such a stalemate, we can be companions and help each other, right?" ”

"Kelly doesn't need a companion, it's enough for me to have a cutie." Kelly looked stubborn.

Helplessly, everyone just sat quietly, expecting him to change his mind.

Five minutes later, a series of bubbles appeared behind Mammoth Magnus, with a strong fishy smell. Almost instantly, Kelly pinched his nose and popped out of the water.

"Now we're companions." His expression was unnatural.

Jerry couldn't help but smile and shook his hand.

……

The group walked back to the entrance of the snowfield, took the three wounded with them, and the torches released a steady stream of heat, and the unconscious three people also woke up.

Wrapped in a blanket, Eric listened to their entire experience and was full of praise for Jerry.

"Of the three scouts, you were stunned by that stinky thing, and Mr. Ricky was fine at the front, I think it's a must. The numbers we can see have a role to play and every piece of information we touch cannot be ignored, and I should have thought of that in the first place. ”

Although his face was still pale, Eric's eyes were unusually bright, and he was much more excited than ever.

He can't say why, it's just pure love. He loved the environment and the puzzles. Ever since he came here, he felt like a fish had returned to the ocean.

When the clues flashed in his mind, connected in series, and were summarized into a pattern, and then the results verified the law one by one, he felt a trembling feeling of being overpowered, and he was excited.

When was the last time you felt this way? It seems that when I heard Mu Yan's story and was stimulated by my creative enthusiasm? No, no, no, it was just a retelling and a concatenation, which felt novel, and it should be said that it was in the city of Vadan that he wrote the script for Amacer.

And now, he's feeling the same way.

It's strange that even though it's just a participant, there's a sense of pleasure as a creator.

……

Glazer has also always been fond of Eric, a young man, who sees himself as the first person to come into contact with magic, and is full of curiosity about everything.

If "talent" in a broad sense can be defined, then in addition to ability, there should be an indescribable emotion and love. For example, a natural cook will not be able to walk when he sees exquisite food, a natural swordsman will practice swordsmanship without sleep or food, and a natural mage will never find meditation boring, etc.

Everyone has the best thing for them, and they will not hesitate to burn their lives for it.

……

On the way forward, the light of the torches formed a cover with a radius of five meters, enveloping the crowd inside. Kelly and the mammoth man were wrapped around the hood, and Eric clung to him, pestering him to ask questions, even though the latter ignored him. After a long time, Eric inexplicably felt that the other party's accent was somewhat familiar, and he had the impression that those merchants who traveled to and from the wilderness or the Kadra Plateau to sell grain would have some orc slang, and the accent mostly ended in "gh, g", which had a kind of thick and rough feeling.

He looked at Kelly's wolf ears and remembered the Butler Bane who would transform, but that was only after the transformation, the old butler would become a real wolf, with a huge wolf head. Now, however, the wolf male living in the Dark Abyss is closer to the orcs of the Kadra Heights.

And according to Amathe, his well in the cave ** is also orc style.

"Mr. Kelly, what is your true desire?" Eric leaned in and asked.

Obviously fulfilled his wish, but did not receive "exp", he felt that the other party must be hiding something.

Kelly glanced at Jerry unnaturally and stumbled, "I...... Not lying, lighting the torch is indeed one of my ...... Small wishes. ”

"And then, after lighting the torch?"

"Explore the fog."

"And then?"

"Find that person with you, and watch you leave the snowfield."

Seeing that the follow-up question was ineffective, Eric shrugged his shoulders and changed the question: "Has Mr. Kelly heard of 'Khadra Heights'?" ”

"Nope!" Kelly shook his head, and the mammoth man next to him said he hadn't heard of it, and Eric had to suppress his thoughts for the time being.

……

Three days later, the group reached the depths of the fog in Kelly's mouth, and the stench on Jerry's body finally dissipated, which meant that he no longer had to be blown by the blizzard.

As we arrived, a chilly wind mixed with ice slag sent a reminder.

"The fog is the grave of the ignorant, but the storm guides the wise."

The visibility here is less than two meters, and the wind is so strong that it can easily tear apart a person's body, but fortunately there is Kelly's torch.

Even he and his little cutie couldn't resist the cold wind here, and were forced to squeeze into the hood. To save space, Mr. Glazer was sitting on the broad back of the Half-Man Mammoth at the moment.

It was a magical experience for the old man, who felt a little strange looking at the transparent warm yellow cover above his head and the apocalyptic storm outside.

He had never enjoyed such a heartwarming adventure in his youth, when he was haughty, powerful, and in Ethera's words, a stag with his head held high. Now, the deer is so old and exhausted that it can't even withstand the erosion of the frost, but it is so safe in the raging storm......

He remembered the "luck" that the group of people around him had just discussed in the conversation and laughter, maybe he was the luckiest one, the old man thought.