White River's flesh and blood synthetics are made from the natural ingredients of the Great Glacier and do not contain any artificial chemicals, and the main sources are frost giants, dragon beasts, snow bears, winter wolves, and various corpses scattered around the base.

The secret of Reaper's technology is that they can make these dead creatures move in the form of living creatures, and in these quilted monster bodies, all physiological systems are 'normal', the blood circulation system provides energy supply, the digestive system takes in nutrients, the nervous system and locomotor system provide action, and the metabolic system is also like ordinary creatures, and new cells are constantly generated, replacing aging and dead cells.

In this way, these hideous and terrifying things seem to have a kind of collapsed vitality, which is the masterpiece of Reaper's synthesis technology. If a researcher of a ghost animal were to dissect it, they would definitely be shocked by these amazing creations.

White River's various custom magic has replaced the scientific part of Reaper's technology to a certain extent, and these stitched colossias have been successfully baked.

Antas is not without similar technology, and the flesh golem in the construct is the product of this technology, but it is less flexible and more expensive than Shirakawa's comprehensive results.

Shirakawa's synthetic stitch monster is larger and cheaper, and although its defense is lower than that of the flesh golem, the advantage can fully make up for the disadvantage.

It's just that due to workmanship, some physiological systems are always a little ineffective, and the nerve endings are not working well, resulting in necrosis at the ends of some shells and emitting a lot of odor.

This group of stinky stitching monsters entered the village, and immediately triggered the effect of a devil entering the village, a male giant got up in the middle of the night to get a little relief, as soon as he went out, he was startled by a stench, he squinted his eyes, and saw a big fat man with fifteen or sixteen tentacles on his body staggering over. This fat man is four meters tall and five meters wide, the upper body is a bloated body that does not know the stomachs of several creatures sewn together, and the lower body is four dragon legs.

The fat man's face was supposed to be the governor's, but due to the distorted fat metabolism, the face seemed to be elongated horizontally and hammered from above. The flattened face looked full of mysterious confidence, and the pair of big and small eyes glared, and the male frost giant without underwear immediately let out a howl of fear.

The Stitch was a little slower to react, and by the time it had pinned down the hapless frost giant, the howl had already been heard. The stitching monster was furious, he let out a howl, and the hooked tentacles behind him hooked the frost giant's head and pressed it deeply into the green water on his stomach, and the frost giant raised his head again, and was already unconscious by the green water.

The stitch monster laughed and opened its large, twisted mouth to nibble at the frost giant, and as soon as a few of the stitching monsters got together, the frost giant was gnawed into half a skeleton of bones.

The patrolling frost giants noticed the abnormality here, they looked at their compatriots who had been eaten only half of them, and sounded the alarm horn in horror, and the more than fifty frost giants in this settlement woke up, which immediately caused a huge commotion.

The Frost Giant's organizational ability is slightly stronger than that of a pure lone wanderer like the White Dragon, but it is not much stronger, and their organizational model is more like a rabble of gathered robbery gangs, which will appear extremely flustered once they encounter a disaster.

Shirakawa's principle of making synthetics has always been based on great strength, and he doesn't mind the stupid big black and thick of the accident. The strength of these stitching monsters can easily suppress the frost giants of similar height, there is a foul smell on their bodies, and the weight is even more crushing, the huge size makes the frost giants have nowhere to eat, and it is difficult for the frost giants to stand up again as soon as they fall to the ground, and the suture monsters are not afraid of pain and have amazing weight, and in a short time, there are five or six frost giants that have become a feast in the mouth of the stitching monsters.

Bai He looked at the sky and frowned secretly, the weakness of the combat power of these frost giants greatly exceeded his expectations, perhaps the shadow of childhood was too deep, Bai He subconsciously always thought that the frost giants were a creature with strong combat effectiveness, but the battle in front of him seemed to reveal the opposite fact, which made him quite annoyed.

For this battle, he created a total of fifteen 'Type I' stitching monsters, according to calculations, these stitching monsters with a danger level of about 18 can assume the role of a front row of meat shields, so that the mages can output wildly in the back row, and by the end of the war, these stitching monsters will almost die.

Baihe had no intention of keeping these guys for long, because these things were smelly and big, and one was more edible than the other.

But now, just with the output ability of these stitching monsters, these frost giants can't bear it. The stitching monsters ate a lot, looking like a dragon and a tiger, and Baihe's cannon fodder consumption plan suddenly had a sign of bankruptcy.

Do you want to produce and sell it yourself?

At this time, the frost giants seemed to have calmed down from the initial panic, and they resisted in a similar way, three or four frost giants against a stitching monster, relying on the narrow terrain of the village to resist, and at the same time, the winter wolves commonly domesticated by the frost giants were released to assist their masters in defending the village.

The female leader of this group of frost giants actually controlled two juvenile stage and three juvenile stage white dragons, which made Bai He quite sideways.

The priest of the Winter Maiden subconsciously cast a spell to scold the undead, but it did not have the slightest effect. In terms of life form, these stitching monsters belong to creatures rather than undead, which suddenly makes the battle even more unfavorable to the frost giants.

Bai He didn't want to delay time, he spread his wings, and Yilong took off first, and began to cast spells with many assistants above the battlefield, a large number of debuffs hit the frost giant, and the stalemate was suddenly broken, and the stitching monsters swarmed up, instantly breaking the frost giant's defense line.

"No!" Looking at the huge white dragon in the sky, Abasta launched the teleportation spell in despair, and she realized that the tribe had encountered an unrivaled opponent, but the huge space blockade spell plunged her into deeper despair, and a stitch monster stepped on her face, and she completely lost consciousness in a bone cracking sound.

The power of enslavement fails, and the white dragons she controls are at a loss.

The white dragon looked with interest at the one-eyed frost giant man who was fighting in the center of the last few stitching monsters, and this big man's expression suddenly became hideous and excited when Bai He appeared.

It's this dragon!

The frost giant 'Dragon Slayer' Koch was furious, those red eyes he never dreamed of, it was this dragon that gave him permanent shame since he was a child, and also took away one of his eyes, otherwise, how could he break away from the tribe and practice dragon slaying skills?

In ten years, he had killed ninety-nine white dragons, a considerable number of them adult dragons, which made him confident in his revenge.

But this confidence was shattered to pieces, and he found that the dragon was stronger and more obscene.

No, a lewd coward, you have the ability to fight me alone!

He fends off a slamming stitch monster and lets out a piercing scream.

Bai He couldn't understand the Frost Giant's language, but he could see what the Frost Giant meant, and he tilted his head to think about it, and decided to let the Stitch Monster continue the group fight.

Koch roared, wielding a massive warhammer and spells, but failing to make a way out.

So this powerful frost giant warrior who killed ninety-nine dragons died in this small tribe of frost giants in such a humiliation.

When he died, Bai He was still very curious about the reason for this guy's disagreeing appearance, but now this guy obviously can't provide an answer.

Bai He doesn't care too much, a living enemy is not as good as a dead enemy, no matter when he has a grudge.

The work of counting the loot began quickly, and the white dragon did not pay much attention to this process, the level of the female leader of the frost giant was not more than Er'er, and the most valuable thing here was the cold iron ore in the northeast of the tribe's area, the magical properties of this metal were quite average, but it was a good material for making weapons.

But looking at these 'freed' white dragons trembling under his obscenity, Baihe has a little headache, and the frost giants of the Great Glacier like to enslave the underage white dragons, which is a well-known thing.

These white dragons looked at the many strange young white dragons surrounding the red-eyed monster dragon, the dragon's instinct made them realize the power of the alien dragon in front of them, they trembled, and some of the less intelligent young dragons also showed a threatening tooth bark in obedience to their nature.

"Rylanis. But after a while, Bai He thought of a plan, and he turned: "I heard that you guys are studying those good eggs?"

"Yes, host, we're working on dragon inheritance spells on dragon eggshells. "If the research is successful, we can interfere with the content of the legacy and produce young dragons who are loyal to us." ”

"Okay, what do you think of these adult experimental materials?" asked Bai He, pointing to the group of white dragons.

"Host ......" Ruilanis stared at the white dragons strangely, "Is that good?"

"In the short term, we still have to try to control the speed of intelligence diffusion. The white dragon of the Great Glacier is an unstable factor, and it can be controlled or controlled. Bai He shook his head: "At least the white dragons above the old dragon stage can pose a certain degree of threat to me, so let's lock them up for a while." ”

Rylanis nodded, summoned a group of colleagues, and teleported this group of white dragons who felt wrong and wanted to resist to the prison, at this time, it showed that the gap between ordinary teenagers White Dragons and White River was very far away, and they were completely unable to resist without knowing spells, so they were imprisoned in the dungeon.

"Host, the flat ground between the glaciers here is suitable for large-scale above-ground construction, and the mining of cold iron ore is not difficult, so the research department strongly recommends the construction of an above-ground stronghold here. After dealing with the white dragon, Ruilanis stepped forward to report with the drawings in hand.

"Well, this place is not far from the edge of the glacier, so I'll call it Winterfell. Bai He thought about it for a while, and decided to unceremoniously copycat a wave, if the base is opened to the center of the big glacier in the future, it is not possible to say that names such as the Ice Crown Fortress will have to be used, imagine sitting on the Ice Throne and cosplaying the Demon King, it is still quite emotional.

"Host, here's the situation!" Shirakawa was thinking about the cottage when Heath flew over, "There are a lot of humanoid captives in the frost giant's warehouse!"

"Really?" Shirakawa was surprised: "I'll come over right away." ”

He followed Heath into the frost giant's underground storeroom, and White River saw the poor storage, where there were about fifty people hanging here, and more than twenty were still alive, humans, elves, and dwarves, all of them looking dying.

These poor insects were mixed in with more dry and smelly dried corpses, apparently a few days later, they would have had the same fate, and they used their miserable situation to vividly illustrate the danger of the world of Antas to ordinary humanoids.

The lucky ones were men and women, but there were no old men—probably because of their weak vitality, and Bai He and the others used spells to heal these poor insects, and they fell into a coma due to their long-term weakness and dying.

The white dragon took out the spell book and began to brew the spell of reading thinking, and also pondered how to use these sudden resources.