Chapter 038: The Tribulation Experienced
"Not good."
Wu Song's heart moved, and he held the long sword tightly, and the strength in his hand couldn't help but increase.
At the same time as Wu Song took precautions, the surroundings fell into a deathly silence.
I heard the other party's anger, but I didn't follow up for a long time.
"Alas......"
It wasn't until most of the day had passed that Wu Song heard a long sigh.
The undead raised their heads, looked up at the sky, and sighed privately, the charm of which was a great sense of desolation in a difficult and helpless situation.
"Boy, if it had been before today, I would have had to kill you."
The other party's sudden words were obviously beyond Wu Song's expectations.
A good man doesn't suffer immediate losses, if it's just because of a few words, it's too worthless.
Wu Song planned to find out the purpose of the demon first, and then think about the next countermeasures.
Because the image of the 'evil ghost' has been preconceived, at this time, Wu Song's secret self-defense is still difficult to quit.
"Oh, now I'm an undead, but now it's like this. You don't have to rush to know what my purpose is, you just need to know what I can give you now. Because I'm dying. β
The evil ghost seemed to have guessed what Wu Song was thinking, Jiang was still old and spicy, the evil ghost paused for a moment, and then said, "What you took from my bones is not crystal, let alone a broken stone, its name is Soul Eye." β
"Soul Eye?"
"Yes, this soul eye is the source of my strength to live in this world in the form of an undead soul and become a mage professional. At the same time, it is also the most proud work of a great alchemist. It is like a key that can open the door to an unknown power. If you crave that power. β
The demon's words almost made Wu Song flash his tongue.
Not to mention why dead people's bones can grow such things, the necromancer's next story is particularly tragic.
"You know what? My wife, who is beautiful and virtuous, has all the noble knowledge and is of good character. She is the exemplar of all virtues. I'm so obsessed with her. So much so that I wrote songs, poems, and the best things I could write for her. But ugliness did not spare all the good people, and took her away from me. Her death gave me a lot of painful thoughts and a heavy heart. For more than a decade, I have been thinking about her with sadness in my heart. A true lover's heart is: never forget the woman he truly loves. β
ββ¦β¦ The hatred and anger in my heart erupted like lava and stiffened under the black night sky, and when I made this decision, I saw the power of the abyss calling me. I'm going to stand upright. Then rise up, like a white moon, to shine through this bottomless night, and I will gather all my strength, push the cool canopy, and carry my mission, rolling forwardβI see a background flickering before me, full of paranoid and fanatical whispers. β¦β¦ For more than 10 years, every cold night came. So I went alone to the oak tree where my wife's grave was. The alchemist's experimental ancient text forged by the magic of the moonlight proclaims the end of the living, and the day will be reduced by the rebirth of the dead! Glittering steel will be forged by them. The experiments of the master alchemists, ushering in an era of evil. A great goal. Carrying on this last wish, I will part ways with the world of hypocrisy -- I will weave these words, with my anger and will. To those good people who love justice! Say sorry. β
"Now, I'm going to die. But I want you to continue to carry on this legacy. β
Ghosts also die?
Thinking about it, being surprised is surprised. Wu Song did not interrupt the other party's words because of this.
"There are three days left, and that's the deadline. It will be a rare adventure for you to be able to bury my bones and discover this soul eye before you do so. β
ββ¦β¦ Now you can take this soul eye and swallow it directly, as for how much necromancy you can comprehend, it depends on your creation. β
Wu Song's words made Wu Song hear in a fog, although he hadn't heard what magical effect the so-called soul eye had, but at least, he heard the meaning of the evil ghost.
"The wish has been fulfilled, the wish has been fulfilled......
Hurriedly raising his head, Wu Song saw that the demon's face was peaceful, and its figure became fainter and fainter.
Half a day later, the cold wind came to Wu Song's face, like a knife cut, and Wu Song's ears were red from the cold. Dragging the fur with a wolf's head, a gust of cold wind blew on his face, ears, and clothes, and when Engao walked out of the ice field and snow forest, Wu Song was shivering from the cold, and he couldn't even walk steadily. He slipped and fell without paying attention, and looked at the hungry boys who had come out to look for him and Simon, who were no better than him; Their noses were red, and their ears were frozen redder than the sun, and Wu Song couldn't help but laugh when he saw this scene.
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For most of the day, Simon's experience was similar, but it was more dangerous.
Plants in the permafrost can grow in the frozen snow with only a few nutrients, and at certain times, the hooves of reindeer and the howl of ice wolves can be heard from afar.
"Simon!"
Mixed with the howling of the cold wind, a call came from afar on the frozen ice field.
At that moment, suddenly, phantomly, the boy who broke into the ice forest suddenly stopped his swaying body.
In the cold wind, the big trees in front of me swayed in the wind, and the branches, like whips dancing wildly, were constantly whipping the snowflakes flying in the cold air around them.
The green trees stood in the snowy earth, swaying with the bitter northwest wind, and let out a sharp and piercing whistling, as if they were deliberately warning the uninvited guests who intruded into the forest.
"Huh?"
Simon, who was wrapped in a short fur jacket, didn't seem to hear the anxious call of the frozen plains.
Ignoring the increasingly violent wind around him, he half-crouched on the ground, staring at the snow on the ground, and couldn't help but let out a startled sound. "At this point, there is no more."
But seeing Simon decisively put away his bow and arrows, stared at the surroundings, quickly stretched out a hand, touched the snow under his feet, and was vigilant at the moment, and at the same time pulled out the steel short blade pinned to his waist.
By examining the paw prints left on the snow, Simon discovers that after arriving here. The trail of the prey disappeared into thin air!
It's not logical at all, it looks more like an unbelievable thing.
But even at the age of thirteen, Simon was already an excellent hunter at a young age.
"In this far north, there is no prey that can escape the eyes of the Lorkadan people."
While observing the subtle traces on the ice and snow, we can determine the sharp perception of the mind through the judgment of details.
ββ¦β¦ This ice wolf, which has been on the run for two days, must be hiding nearby. Maybe it's wandering around the dark corners right now, watching its every move. Next, Simon not only did not be careful, but between the closing and shrinking of his pupils, he burst out of the very excited color.
Ice wolves, a brutal ice predator that lives in the far north, are ferocious and cunning, with a narrow muzzle and nose, and an expensive fur.
The reason why Simon dared to trust his own judgment so much. In addition to his keen perception, he is also familiar with the habits of ice wolves.
"The ice wolf is a treacherous and ferocious predator that it cannot escape if it has no endurance or knows it cannot escape. You'll stop and fight to the death with the tracker. β
In Simon's memory, he had heard many stories about the 'swift ice wolf' who was torn to shreds by the 'war bear with excellent endurance'.
About this ice wolf. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes two days ago, it would have been hard for Simon to believe that it was the size of an adult ice wolf. It can grow to the size of a pony.
Even in the extreme north, such a strong ice wolf is rare, and its number is as scarce as a war bear.
However, compared with the expensive fur value of the ice wolf, what Simon values more is the meaning of his life by hunting the ice wolf with his own hands.
Whether a man born in the far north of the country has reached adulthood has never been determined by the boundaries of age.
And hunting an adult ice wolf with their own hands, taking advantage of the heat of the bonfire, raising their heads to drink the blood of the ice wolf, and wearing armor with ice wolf fur sewing to celebrate, is the most perfect coming-of-age ceremony that the people of Lol Cardin can think of.
"The son of Achilles will not wait for his beard to grow before he reaches adulthood!"
"And this strong adult ice wolf will be the most perfect gift that God has given me Simon's coming-of-age gift."
With an unusual sound in the wind, Simon followed the movement of his ears, suddenly jumped up from the spot, and then stretched out his arms, like a snow eagle, and quickly pounced on the bushes in the snow a few meters away.
When the steel pattern short blade in his hand shone on the ice and snow, the white blade immediately reflected a light like silver light.
When this dazzling edge reflected the thorny flame burning in Simon's pupils, in addition to being extremely tenacious, it was also very intimidating.
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Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, and once lived for a long time in the bitter cold of the Far North, every Lol Cardan is a natural hunter and warrior.
But even so, even if Simon was already a third-level warrior who could resist the ice wolf, this knife made him shout uncontrollably in his heart, "Oops! β
As you can see in front of you, at the moment when Simon swung his knife and slashed at the head of the ice wolf, the cunning ice wolf, the whole head quickly shrank backwards with the flexible body like a phantom, and at the cost of its front leg injury, an ice cave with a diameter of more than one meter appeared at Simon's foothold in the bushes.
The cunning of this ice wolf is completely beyond Simon's imagination, with its huge body, it has been hiding the ice cave under its body, and dares to deceive Simon's eyes at the cost of being injured in one of its front legs.
So much so that Simon didn't have time to react the moment he saw the ice cave, so he fell into it.
At the moment of falling into the ice cave, Simon and the ice wolf's eyes were so close that he could even see the terrifying film of blood in the erected pupils. But in comparison, what really made Simon feel terrifying was his own situation.
In the Far North, there is no one who does not know the horror of ice caves.
For many years, there have been many people who have fallen into the ice cave, and all those who have fallen into the ice cave, their end will end up with braids.
When Simon was very young, he had heard many people talk about these 'ice caves' and the creepy jokes that they deliberately guessed after falling into the ice caves.
It was also from that time that Simon was extra careful about the 'ice caves', so that he never easily entered the northern snow fields bounded by glaciers and covered with ice caves.
Unfortunately, despite all the caution, today we are still in danger.
Even if Simon wanted to break his head, he couldn't figure out why there were ice caves south of the glacier.
Even if there is such a very small chance, why just happen to let yourself meet.
All the incomprehension, in the short time when there is no time to think, of course, all turned into inexplicable unwillingness and anger!
"Brute, even if you die today, I, Simon, will never let you go!"
Half of his body had fallen into the dark and cold 'ice cave', but Simon would not let the culprit ice wolf have a good time, as he thought in his mind at the moment, "The people of Roerkagan never die in a nest, and the heroic Saint Tisian people will die with the enemy as a cushion if they want to die!" β
Between the lightning and flint, the ice wolf was twisting and escaping from the top of the ice cave, and at this time, Simon's eyes were quick, and with the sound of whirring wind on his right arm, he grabbed the thick and somewhat prickly tail behind the ice wolf.
The ice wolf's huge body was stunned, and the sudden increase in weight behind it caught it off guard. The perimeter of the ice cave was very smooth, and the two hind legs of the ice wolf, like a sleigh paddled from a snowy mountain, immediately slid down.
An ice wolf the size of a pony, its two forelimbs were strong enough to restrain its sinking body, and even pull Simon, who was hanging from his tail, out of the ice cave in one go, without the slightest problem.
The bad thing is that from the very beginning, Simon's short blade cut the ice wolf's left leg. That knife is deep into the bone.
After being injured, the ice wolf seemed to have more than enough strength to gain a foothold on the edge of the smooth ice wall with the strength of only one forelimb.
Eventually, a distant wolf howl was heard in the bushes, like a cry, miserable, and farther and farther away.
And at this moment, Simon's heart, like his heavy body, sank all the way to the bitter wolf howl, and fell into the deep and cold darkness.
There are two types of ice caves in the Far North, one is formed by the sudden melting of ice and snow deep underground, which is affected by geothermal heat.
The other is the totem pole left over from the ancient battlefield, where energy is released every once in a while, and the bones of the legendary underground dead are buried.
These two ice caves are either polar ice water or bottomless holes underneath. Either way, it was a very deadly danger to Simon. (To be continued......)