Scott didn't know how long he had been wandering through the plane, he only knew that he was moving in one direction, in the direction that would make the flame essence of Ragnaros burn more and more violently. However, as time went on, Scottrade became more and more difficult.

"How far is it? The light of the space-time prism is about to be extinguished!"

The triangular crystal on the neck is getting darker and darker, only the center still retains a trace of light, but this light has also flickered, and there is a danger of extinguishing at any time, Scott doesn't know what will happen after the space-time prism is extinguished, and he doesn't know how to get out of the long river of time and space, he can only swim forward with his efforts, keep swimming...

"See! It should be there!"

Scott's efforts paid off, and when he swam forward again, a blazing light appeared as far as Scott's eye could see, the crimson luster, the fluctuating flame aura, and the constant echo of the flame essence in his body, let Scott know that this was the place where Ragnaros left the long river of time and space and returned to the crystal wall system!

Bowing his head slightly, Scott once again accelerated the speed of swimming in the long river of time and space, he gritted his teeth, the frequency of his hands and feet suddenly doubled, there was not much time left, the light of the space-time prism on his neck was almost invisible, he had to rush into the fiery light cluster before the light completely dissipated, and return to the crystal wall system with the help of the void burned by the fire elemental lord in the long river of time and space.

Forward!Accelerate! Forward!

The crimson light mass continued to grow in front of Scott, and finally it was so huge that it was like a small mountain range, and it could melt such a huge void in the long river of time and space, which showed how powerful Ragnaros was as the ruler of the fire elemental plane, and how huge his true body was!

Closer, closer, faster!

With just one more swing of his arm, Scott could rush into the hole, but Scott flicked his arm again, but he didn't feel the starlight retreat and provide enough thrust under the movement of his arm, and suddenly, a feeling of weightlessness came from under him, and he only felt his whole body slowly continue to sink, sink... The space-time void left behind by Ragnaros is getting farther and farther away...

The Prism of Time and Space is extinguished ...

In front of Scott's eyes, countless starlights slowly converged, filling everything in front of him, and then, these bright little ones continued to swell, and then expanded, growing fangs, growing sharp claws, cracking greedy mouths, flowing black saliva, and pounced on Scott's body, and began to tear and swallow continuously.

With each tear, a multicolored membrane was swallowed up by these terrifying stars, and the sight in front of Scott's eyes blurred a little, and his heart was full of remorse...

"If only I hadn't been immersed in the starlight ... ”

"Lord Salas, I have lived up to your expectations... ”

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The snow was white, and countless firs shook off the snow on their bodies in the blizzard, and they were put back on their white coats. This is the Valley of the Cold Ridge, the coldest part of Danmorro, where there is no spring, no summer, no autumn, only winter forever.

Wielding his hoe vigorously, Modimus dug into the ice several feet thick beneath his feet, because of the cold, all the lakes and rivers of Danmoro were frozen all year round, but under the ice of several feet thick, there were still gurgling water, and small Danmoro fish swimming in the icy water.

Less than a foot long, these dagger-thin fish grow slowly, only come out to feed during the warmest months of the year, and spend the rest of the year sleeping in caves under the river, but the long growing season also gives them a fat, delicate flesh.

On the edge of the cold lake, build a bonfire and grill a few Danmoro small fish, no spices, just a slight smear of some stone salt, not to mention how beautiful it tastes!

Thinking of this, the saliva in Modimus's mouth was secreted involuntarily, and he swallowed the saliva into his stomach with a grunt, and Modimus's mine hoe suddenly shoved hard, and the ice layer several feet thick was finally chiseled through, and immediately the gurgling cold lake water gushed out from under the ice.

However, you can't eat Danmoro fish just by digging through the ice, and these little creatures live in the lower layers of the lake and rarely swim to the upper layers of the water.

Modimus continued his efforts, digging a hole several feet in the ice with his hoe, stirring the lake to prevent it from freezing again, and then he removed a fine linen net from a sled placed on the ice and carefully descended into the hole, while continuing to stir the water to prevent it from freezing.

There are many small rocks hanging from the bottom of the flax nets, which allow the nets to sink quickly, and the flowing water of the lake can also spread the nets under the water, and then there is a long wait, and the water is stirred from time to time. Modimus didn't want his net to be frozen in the ice and unable to lift it.

The sky began to slowly darken, and although there was a reflection of snow, it was still obvious that it was not early.

Moimus got up from the edge of the ice cave and shook off the snow from his body, hours had passed since the net was lowered, enough to close the net.

"Hope for a good harvest!"

With a hot breath in his hand, Modimus' rough palm gripped the linen net, his thick arms tumbling under the furry coat, sending a steady stream of power to the net, and the heavy drag made Modimus's eyes bend slightly with a smile.

"It's heavy! It looks like there's a lot of prey!"

With great force, the flax fishing net slowly rubbed up the ice cave, and from time to time a small Dan Moro fish was carried out of the water by the fishing net, and after a few violent jumps on the ice surface, it was blown into a hard fishing stick by the cold wind through the forest and the lake.

As the nets continued to rise, the sticks on the ice increased, and Moimus felt the length of the nets, and in the last stretch of the net, he suddenly pulled the whole flax net out of the water.

Immediately, countless Danmoro fish danced on the ice like ice and snow spirits, but Modimus's gaze suddenly shrank, staring at the naked body lying at the bottom of the flax fishing net.

Not trolls, not gnomes, not dwarves.

Maybe it's the legendary humans across the Danmoro Mountains?

"Save him first, in such a climate, he will be frozen into popsicles immediately!"

Shaking his head and discarding his chaotic thoughts, Modimus walked forward, took off his fur coat and wrapped the body, and quickly carried it to the campfire, letting the warm fire gradually warm and stiffen, and then Modimus collected all the Danmoro fish on the ice and put them on the sleigh.

These were the sources of his livelihood, and he couldn't just feed the beasts in the snow.