Volume 8 Chapter 13 The Crazy Man
The wind is howling.
The icy weather spread across the earth, and endless frost rolled in from the sky, infecting the heavens within a radius of thousands of miles into snow. Being in this cold and icy wilderness of the far north, the bone-chilling cold forces everyone who steps into here to use their own Xuan Qi all the time to resist the invasion of these cold gases, and the deeper they go, the heavier the diffuse cold is, and often many strong people fall because they can't resist this terrible weather after the battle.
Ice crystal houses tower.
The corpses of dozens of desolate beasts coiled on the ground had long been frozen by the cold air to the bone.
Such a place.
Such a strange death.
It was enough to cast a thick shadow on Xiaoyao's heart, he stood in place, his face was gloomy, and he once again felt that the faint fluctuations came from the surroundings again, and, it seemed that because he had arrived here, the vague fluctuations seemed a little violent, and the fluctuations that had made Xiaoyao unable to figure out the specific direction were faintly perceptible at this moment.
The free head exploded.
His eyes were fixed on what was ahead.
The sky was swaying with ice and snow, and the cold wind was constantly sweeping.
The sharp gaze directly penetrated the layers of ice and snow, staring at a certain general location with great accuracy: "There!" Xiaoyao suddenly burst out loud in his heart, and the vague killing intent rose.
Gaze condensed.
Where the ice and snow spread, a faintly visible white phantom suddenly flashed, and the next moment, in less than a breath, it disappeared again without a trace. At the same time, the fluctuations that Xiaoyao sensed also disappeared, and no matter how much his soul power probed, he could not catch the slightest fluctuation at all.
"Damn it!"
"What is it? Does it have something to do with these dead beasts and aborigines? ”
……
The fluctuations disappear.
Xiaoyao's face looked even more ugly.
Once, he was completely unsure, the unknown was always hanging over his head, and the feeling of being stared at by an unknown object at all times made him extremely angry.
"But ......"
"Now that I've been able to meet the aborigines here, I'm afraid I've already stepped into the danger zone."
After being irritated.
His eyes flickered, but he was vigilant.
There are three major areas of the Arctic Ice Desolation, and in addition to the outermost outer zone, there are powerful dangers in both the danger zone and the death zone. In the outer area, Xiaoyao had encountered many desolate beasts, but their strength was obviously not strong, and the strongest was only around the eighth order.
This strength is extremely simple for him.
But a few days ago.
As he looked around at the faint aura that appeared, he had never encountered a single beast again, which was obviously not logical. Because, although there are fewer desolate beasts in the danger zone than in the outer areas, there are definitely not a few in number. But for three days and three nights, I didn't encounter one, and coupled with the vague aura and the place of death at this moment, something must have happened to cause this.
"Humph!"
"I don't believe you can stay lurking!"
Since the hidden existence can't come out, Xiaoyao decided to rush to the death zone with all his strength while being on guard! Once there, he may meet other natives, or players. It may or may not be possible to get some information then. Come to think of this. He snorted coldly, and immediately burst out of the fire.
……
Icy snow and ice ravaged the heavens and the earth.
Far away from the area of death that Xiaoyao encountered, there were also more than a dozen locations where similar deaths occurred, and the same desolate beasts and aboriginal corpses were killed in the same instant. Every place around is uninhabited, exuding a gloomy and terrifying aura like a dead land.
Somewhere thousands of miles from the death zone, a blizzard covered the canyon.
The cliffs on both sides are completely covered by snow and ice, and only some of the rocks and soils can be seen in the deep crevices under the cliffs.
At this moment
In a slit deep in the canyon, three figures sat in a circle, and a bonfire in the center burned violently.
The rich light of the fire shone brightly.
Pull the figures of the three out of a long shadow.
Of the three.
One of them was a bearded middle-aged man, dressed in a thick white velvet coat, with a very strong face. On his right hand side, near his thigh, where he sat cross-legged, a giant knife of one meter and five long was placed close to it.
The second.
It was a young man who was no more than twenty-five or sixteen years old.
He was also dressed in a white robe, but it looked very thin, and this white robe completely highlighted his emaciated body. His eyes were as sharp as eagle's eyes, and occasionally his gaze flashed with a chill.
The last one.
It was a man in his thirties.
His body shape is probably no less than two hundred pounds, and his white robe is a little tightened by his fat body, and he looks a little nondescript. In his right hand, he held a huge, unknown thigh of a desolate beast, which was roasting on the bonfire, and the corners of his mouth were cracking and smiling, and his saliva was filled.
Bang Bang~
Violent sparks burst out.
The middle-aged bearded man and the emaciated young man looked indifferent and unmoved, but the fat man screamed: "Bah! Good you are a fire, and you lose your temper, and you burn my dinner, and Lao Tzu will extinguish you! ”
When the two heard this,
Suddenly rolled his eyes.
"Hey, hey"
"Brother Lan, knife, isn't this to adjust the atmosphere? Damn, I've been driven crazy by that thing these days, and it's rare to have such a free opportunity. The fat man smiled, but his face suddenly showed surprise: "It's just that the ghost thing chased the three of us a few days ago, and now it's gone in the past three days, strange!" It's weird! ”
"Hmm"
"There's something wrong with that."
The bearded man who was called Brother Lan nodded in a deep voice: "It's been two years since we came to the death zone, and this ghost thing comes out every six months, and if you don't achieve your goal, you won't stop, if it weren't for the few of us who happened to be lucky enough to meet the Killer Alliance, I'm afraid we wouldn't be able to resist that thing." ”
"It's just right that we didn't come, so we don't have to be nervous all the time."
Knife sneered.
He looked at the fat man and said coldly: "You move quickly, let's hurry up to the location of the ancient stone tablet, as long as we merge with the Killer Alliance, that ghost thing can't do anything about us." ”
"Alas"
"The hell is terrible, and those killers are not necessarily much better, and you have to be on guard at all times when you get there, if you are not careful, you may be stabbed by one of the killers."
The fat man scolded.
However, despite saying that, he quickly swallowed all the thighs in his hands into his belly, and Fang patted the bulge and stood up alone.
All three were killers.
A year and a half ago, a team was formed because of a chance meeting, and in the past year and a half, the three people who have experienced countless lives and deaths and have completely different surnames have established a deep relationship. Originally, they wanted to go to a certain training place, but when the crisis occurred once every six months, they had no choice but to come back, planning to return to the location of the ancient stone tablet.
Whoosh~
The trio quickly burst away.
Ice and snow swept into the slits, quickly extinguishing the bonfire, and if it weren't for the debris all over the ground, no one would have known that someone had been here before.
……
Thousands of miles away from the valley on the snowy ground.
A blizzard raged.
Shrouded in snow, he hurried along.
Thousands of meters away in front of him, in the same ice and snow world, a figure walked slowly, but did not know what it was for. Sometimes he stepped forward, sometimes backward, sometimes left, sometimes right. He walked without the slightest pattern, maybe his front foot had just been raised and was about to go in a certain direction, but he changed his attention in vain and put his foot down, and walked in another direction.
His gaze.
Without the slightest focal length, it looks extremely stunned.
"Who am I?"
"Who am I?"
……
Vaguely.
It seemed that he could hear the constant murmur of status coming out of his mouth.
Switch~
Crazy ice and snow suddenly swept in from behind him, and countless ice needles swept towards him with a sharp cracking sound on the hurricane's drive.
He didn't hear it, and he still walked irregularly.
Zheng Zheng~
Crazy Ice Needle Burst
It stabbed directly into his body, but unexpectedly did not appear the blood that should have appeared, but those ice needles pierced his body as if they were colliding with steel, making a crisp sound.
"Who am I?"
"Who am I?"
……
The storm dispersed.
The snow and ice were gone, and only the murmuring of dementia still sounded faintly. (To be continued.) )