Standing in the cold blizzard, standing still, the angel Mihir has descended twice in a row in the past few days, but each time she escaped cunningly.

In terms of skill, although Mihir's holy power cultivation is many times more than the axe, she is far from being my opponent, but this woman is extremely cunning, like a slippery loach.

The axe was not far behind me, draped in a freshly peeled polar bear skin. I chased in a hurry, and I didn't carry warm clothes on my body, so I could only let him do this, and I didn't use any cold tools myself. Such a cold weather will instead fuel the power of my martial arts, the last time was when I used the cold breath of heaven and earth to freeze Mihir on the spot, but unfortunately this angel has many times more experience in combat, and he actually took the opportunity to escape into the sea, so I searched for nothing in vain.

"Wang Lin, you make it difficult for me to be a human being like this, Mihir is my mentor, is there anything you can't say?"

"No way!" I sighed, "If I was willing to be sealed by her somewhere in the Alcatraz world, I wouldn't have to fight it, but it's a pity that I'm not so open-minded." However, the final result of this war is only that I am sealed, or she is driven back to Heavenly Mountain, and no one can kill anyone. ”

I said this to comfort the axe, of course, and he seemed to have a somewhat unclear relationship with the woman possessed by Mihir. No matter how humble a person is, there is a bottom line in his heart that cannot be touched, and I do not intend to touch the bottom line of the axe. Regardless of the relationship between the woman possessed by Mihir and the axe, I will not show up for him in the final battle.

"Maybe Mihir doesn't want to embarrass you, she'......"

"Here's the problem. Behind her is the Heavenly Mountain, do you think she can be her own landlord? The owner of the Heavenly Mountain is either Enoch or Elijah, the only three people in human history who have ascended to Heaven in the flesh. These human earth saints. With a cunning that angels don't have, every word she says is a lie. ”

I knew he wouldn't be convinced, but that wasn't my responsibility.

The ability of the Temporal Order, this time did not bring me any results, I sighed and said, "Forget it, let's rest here today, turn on the heating of the car to the maximum, and we should be able to sleep comfortably." "The axe got into the buggy I had summoned and rolled the windows shut. Leaning on the window, he asked, "Are you still not sleeping tonight?"

"It's better for me to be outside!"

Sitting down casually on the ice, I took a breath of mist and raised my hand to protect the surroundings with a transparent energy shield. I don't need to sleep, and since I've been promoted to Silver in martial arts and necromancy, I'm the lowest level of divine beings. All the changes in the heat and cold of the outside world, sleep, eating. It's no longer needed. Nutrients can be drawn directly from nature to supplement the body's needs.

Sitting inside the magic shield, I was a little whimsical.

I had predicted the weapon that Mihir was looking for, but the Orderly's abilities only told me its name and abilities, but not its location, because the weapon itself was alive and had its own intelligence. Therefore, the strategy of finding this weapon in a preemptive step is unlikely to be completed.

At the same time, however, I don't believe that Mihir can easily find it, as this weapon is not affiliated with the god that Mihir represents. It is a treasure left behind by another god system.

This thing is called the Christmas tree, and it is said to be a branch of the wish tree, and it cannot produce the fruit of wish-making. But it can fulfill anyone's wish for a gift.

The Christmas tree may not be very powerful as a weapon, but it can produce weapons of any kind. This can also be considered one of the gifts, gifts for warriors. If you find it for Mihir, it's like having an endless arsenal of weapons, which is very troublesome.

I don't know the level of the Christmas tree, or if the weapons it produces are as powerful as the Tamahawk, but as long as the weapons it produces are as powerful as the Undead Equipment, I'm going to be out of luck.

There is such a thing as the Holy See in this world, and once Michel brings the Christmas tree back to Europe to perform miracles, the devil knows what will happen. As an enemy of the world's largest religion, not to mention whether I have the courage or not, even if countless believers line up and let me kill at will, it will be very troublesome.

"Mihir's purpose may not be to kill me, but to make me never return to Earth!"

This thought also came to me, and I suddenly had a sense of cheerfulness, the divine beings came to the world, and they had to give up their own power, most of the powerful gods were not willing to take such a risk, and the power they gave up, even if they returned to their own god kingdom in the future, they could not recover immediately, it would take a long time.

These low-level divine creatures, such as the goddess of war Nana and this Mihir, can't really defeat me, they can only use various forms and use their own wisdom to fight with me, so the female god of war Nana needs the help of the humphead dragon, and this Mihir found the axe. They all need the help of various forces to be able to fight on a par with me.

"In that case, why should I organize her to find the Christmas tree? I just want her to not go back to Heavenly Mountain!"

The battle with the goddess of war Nana made me understand that these low-level goddesses and divine servants are very sad existences, they are simply treated as outcasts, this Mihir may be in a different situation, but at least there is a context to be found in this regard.

Just as I was pondering a way to destroy Mihir's path back, a flash of inspiration suddenly dawned on me, and I sensed her location again. The Temporal Order's abilities are clearly on display, with Mihir dressed in a white fox fur and heroically with an Arctic wolf pack.

She was as proud as a queen, riding the pack of arctic wolves and running wild across the snowy fields.

"This woman is very difficult to deal with, why does she come to her druid part-time?" In the process of several fights, my current Mihir's strength has been flying, although it is still not as good as me in a short period of time, but the direction of her ability is particularly strange, just like the legendary great master who learns from a hundred schools, almost anything.