The wind and snow swept violently, scraping the orc's face. In the ice and snow, black lightning hovered in the night sky, like a black lightning bolt that brought death to its prey in an instant. Any animal that is considered prey is free to run and jump.

The black wings disappeared in the twilight sky, and the rabbit on the ground, which could not escape, was attacked by black lightning and spilled blood. The corpse and the blood were scattered in the sky, and then it fell down, and the body of the rabbit fell into an arc, and fell to the snow, and the sound of broken bones sounded in the fur, and the rabbit's flesh was eaten, and only the fur and bones were lost.

A young deer was wounded, the fresh wound on its fur was dripping blood, and the frightened eyes looked at the sky, and another black flash passed through it, falling from the sky. The fawn stood there, letting the black flash pass through it, piercing a blood-colored hole in its forehead, and blood and white brains overflowing.

The fawn stumbled a few steps spasmodically on all fours, and just as it was about to topple over, many black flashes swooped down, leaving it full of holes. Later, only one white skeleton remained.

A group of black shadows pierced the edges in the wind and snow like lightning, and the wind was very strong, driving the stones in the snow and swaying all over the sky.

A goshawk collides with a stone swinging in the air. It fell and plunged into the snow.

Several black flashes fell one after another, and a warrior came out of the snow, and the sharp pecks of the goshawk landed right on his head.

The goshawk flapped its wings and was plucked from its head by the warriors. The warrior snapped the eagle's neck, lifted the eagle, which was still flapping its wings, and opened its mouth to welcome the blood.

There was blood in the wind and snow, and several black shadows flashed in the sky. The white bones of the eagle were shattered in the snow, and only the scattered feathers were carried away by the wind at once.

The warrior who was hiding in the wind and snow stood up, and it was so dangerous just now that he slapped the snow off his body, and the wound on his head was already wrapped in animal skin. Living in such a harsh and dangerous environment, it has adapted to adventure.

The warrior was about to leave, but he felt something grab his foot, and he looked down to find a skeleton palm grabbing his foot.

The warrior struggled, trying to free himself from his feet, only to find that his struggles were to no avail. One last struggle. He fell. His eyes looked around, and the bones of his hands stretched out from the snow. Many claws sprouted like sprouts from the ground, and they suddenly covered the entire snowfield. He couldn't get out, and the ice sheet buried under the snow was already cracked.

At this time, the black flash came again. The warrior quickly climbed down. Immediately stretched out his arm to wipe the blood from his face, and the black shadow flashed, but only the bones of the arm were shaking.

The visible warrior could no longer tell whether it was the shaking of the wind or the flexible movement of the bones. Frightened, he hurriedly snapped the bone that had caught it. Going to escape.

But it was too late, just after a black flash pierced its belly. The ice sheet cracked, and the split ice violently tossed over the snow and ice floe, collapsing in the water.

The poor warrior's last bony arm also quickly sank into the icy water.

In an accident, he leaves the world of survival to which he has become accustomed.

After a long time, countless arms stretched out of the snow again.

They were buried in heavy snow, and some of them have been dormant for an unknown number of years. Countless skeletal palms appeared on the snow.

As far as the eye can see. I don't know who is waking them up. Even the cold snowfields can no longer hypnotize them.

The resurrected soul began to spread rapidly, plunging the whole world into a nightmare.