The northern snowfields of the Lanye Empire

Shi Feng walked silently and quickly through the wind and snow, and the seriously injured girl was left behind by him. With-Dream- . lā

He is a simple and simple person, so when Feng Ying confirmed that he believed enough, he calmly did what the other party said.

In the end, he is still a person who is good at execution and not good at planning.

But such a wind and snow, such a lonely walk, and the light and warm girl in his arms, he couldn't help but remember his sister.

Shi Feng hadn't thought of her for a long, long time, and the memories that had been unforgettable were now recalled as if they had happened in the previous era.

In that cramped Xiaoice cold, hard stone cave.

A pale childhood of hunger and cold, pain and despair.

He shook his head vigorously and continued his way through the snow.

According to Feng Ying's instructions, he would find some useful medicinal herbs after walking no more than twenty miles in this direction, and now he had only walked half the way.

When he stepped out of Icewind Dale, he had thought that he would never return to this place in a short period of time, but he never imagined that this short time would be so short.

It was an environment he had been familiar with since childhood, and the harshness was far less severe than what he had ever experienced, so he was not only at ease here, but also more at ease.

He had seen the most terrifying wind and snow in the world, and these in front of him were like the warmest wind and sunshine in spring.

As he thought so, he heard a voice.

The snowfields are not purely endless, they are also undulating and hilly.

But behind the mountain bag in front of him, he heard the soft singing of someone coming over there.

How can there be a third person in such a blizzard?

How could there be a third person singing here?

Shi Feng was a little messy in the wind.

He had been hiding his form, but now he was just a little more cautious, and he moved forward, trying to see the obscured view.

But then the scene unfolded in front of him, even a boy as calm as him couldn't help but move slightly in his heart.

He saw a snowy mammoth!

This is the most ferocious and powerful magical beast in the Northern Snow Field, and it has the strength of the Zhu Rank when it is an adult.

This is not the point, the point is that the terrifying size of the Snow Mammoth can make most enemies give up any idea of becoming an enemy of it.

Snowstorm? It's a little meaning.

What appeared in front of Shi Feng was such a giant creature in the northern snow field.

He was two feet tall and two feet long, with long brown hair covered with snow, and thick and sharp fangs large enough to fit ten adult men to make skewers on the fire.

Only such a terrifying beast can ignore such a blizzard.

However, what really made Shi Feng's heart move was indeed the existence on the other side of the mammoth.

On the opposite side of it is a rather petite-looking teenage girl.

Petite is still secondary, and what is even more unbelievable is that the girl is wearing only a thin white robe in such a snowstorm, and you can see the girl's smooth and small feet standing on the snow from under the robe.

Her long hair was like a reed swaying in the wind and snow, and the pale gold showed a little softness, but the wind and snow could not blow the reed at all, and could only pull it to fly in the wind.

The song that Shi Feng heard came from her mouth.

Not only is she singing, but she is even dancing.

She danced a light and simple dance barefoot in front of the mammoth, looking more like an elf girl dancing a lattice on the snow.

But Shi Feng felt the strangeness of this girl at a glance.

It's not the act of dancing in the snow, it's the waves that ripple through the air as she dances.

About the waves of death.

Shi Feng immediately saw that every time the girl stepped on a step, a white miserable bone rose from the snow around her, and jumped and danced with her, rustling like laughter under the impact of the wind and snow.

Shi Feng realized at this moment - she was a necromancer.

He actually met such a young necromancer on such a deserted and cruel snowfield.

And, for real, necromancers.

You must know that in today's world, necromancers are as rare as space magicians who are close to extinction.

The rarity of space mages is determined by the extremely high restrictions on talent and the overly dangerous environment in the cultivation process.

But for necromancers, the reason for the scarcity is simpler and more straightforward.

That's what the law prohibits.

No one really thinks that a magician who manipulates the bones and corpses of the dead is an easy kind of good to believe, and that the company of the elements is more sacred.

So while there is no absolute extermination, none of the three empires allows the public teaching of necromantic magic, and in order to practice necromantic magic, you must find a master who is proficient in it, following the ancient tradition of mentoring and apprenticeship.

And in today's prevalent academy system, how can magic, which cannot be taught openly in the classroom, attract the favor of students who can easily learn the magic of the six systems? Instead, he was to be hanged on this crooked-necked tree discipline that dealt with corpses all day.

Even if you take 10,000 steps back, you have to experience the infinite mystery of the human body, and hang yourself on this crooked-necked tree, you must first find a necromancer.

Once upon a time, necromancer was also a promising profession, after all, Rodriguez, who was once recognized as the strongest in the world, was the strongest necromancer in history, creating many necromancer spells and attempts to build fields, and at the peak of his strength, he even single-handedly established a huge necromantic country in the middle of the continent, living in that almost mythical country with all the necromancers who were willing to study with him.

There, the living and the dead live in the same room, and the living and the dead are in the company of each other day and night, and many people cannot even tell whether the other is alive or dead.

So there was a popular joke at that time that said: In the land of the dead, you can never be sure that the wife you have been with for years is dead? Otherwise, why didn't she get pregnant?

But the truth is that the one who dies without knowing it is yourself.

Rodriguez is the closest thing this world has ever had to a saint, and even if he doesn't take that step in the end, he is also the longest-lived powerhouse in human records, and if it weren't for that accident, many people believe that he would have lived forever.

But what is known to be the accident is that during the most prosperous period of the Necronomicon Nation, when the princess of the sea Xiao was not yet sanctified, she lived in the Necronomicon for a long time.

Having nothing to do with jealousy and hatred and crushing evil, the original Xiao and Rodriguez had a deep relationship and collaborated on many projects.

This historical fact, which is very easy to gossip, has a well-known ending.

After a honeymoon period of mentorship and friendship, the two equally talented figures finally broke up because of their different ideas, and a great war broke out between them.

After the battle, Xiao was seriously injured and fled far away, and his whereabouts were unknown.

Rodriguez is confirmed to have fallen, and the Necronomicon has collapsed overnight, disappearing into the dust of history.