"Whew! Drink! Yes! ”

A muffled sound like a bull's roar came from inside a frozen building, and no predator dared to approach it.

It was a research station built entirely on a huge ice floe, built during the days of the Great Mao Federation. It is difficult to see that the research station of so many years ago was not a few thin small houses, but a permanent structure made of reinforced concrete, and the strongest permanent ice shelves in the vicinity were driven vertically with steel pipes to form pile foundations, and then houses were built on top of them, surrounded by barbed wire. The large satellite dish stands silently, and you can imagine that there is a very powerful transmitter inside, which is the most advanced radar equipment, and it is monitoring both military and civilian ships crossing the North Pole.

However, this research station has been abandoned, because when this research station was established, the greenhouse effect was not a hot topic, and the Great Mao Federation at that time believed that this kind of permanent military frame that could last for millions of years was absolutely stable in the limited service life of that research station. But I didn't expect the intensification of the greenhouse effect to lead to global warming, and these permanent ice shelves have begun to crack, so this scientific research station has passed a quarter of its long lifespan, and it is already in danger of falling to the bottom of the sea at any time, so even if it costs a lot, the Da Mao Federation has to abandon it.

After it was abandoned, it became a nest for Hydra and its descendants, and the snow outside the research station was covered with rut-like stripes that were left by snakes crawling.

But at this moment, there was not a single snake in this snake nest, only a man's low gasp.

It was a man in a polar bear fur coat, with dry and rough skin, and if the villagers of Inuit were here, they would be able to recognize this as Snow's father, but those sea-blue eyes were golden at the moment.

It is a symbol of the dragon's blood contained in the body.

The man was bound by a chain, which was obviously a metal chain, but it was as tough as a spring. No matter how hard the man struggled, the chains would cling tightly to his body, making it impossible for him to break free.

It wasn't some of the most famous chains in the history of the dragons, it was just an alchemical chain, not as good as the "dragon binders" dug up by the Night's Watch from the tombs of the Sumerian dynasty, which could only bind a head and three generations, but it was definitely enough for this man.

It was her former daughter, Sedna, the current Lord of the Sea and Water, who had been bound by her own hands after killing Behemoth.

He kept the man out of here, found a place where no one knew him, and hid. For example, the Inuit tribe in Canada found a forest or snowfield, hid it, and never went out again for the rest of their lives.

But the man refused, and he learned from Behemoth's mouth the true face of the so-called "gods", as well as a little history of the dragons.

He didn't care if Snow was Sedna, the king of the sea and water, or if he was on the opposite side of humanity, he only knew that someone wanted to kill his daughter, and as a father, he had to take up his own weapon, whether it was punching or kicking, or tearing with his nails, or biting with his teeth, he had to protect her daughter!

Even if his daughter is already a high king, one of the strongest beings in the world, but in his eyes, it is still his lovely and petite daughter, a daughter who has not yet grown up and needs his protection. How can a father watch his daughter face the enemy alone, while he hides in the safe place that his daughter has prepared for him?

"Roar!"

The seeds of tyrannical will took root in the father's mind, and emotions called tyranny overflowed in his mind and flooded his brain.

The man is lost in the tyrannical will, caught in the illusion that the tyrannical will brings to his consciousness.

In that fantasy, men sit on sleighs holding snow's hands, and loyal and reliable huskies carry father and daughter across a snowy field. The man took a piece of roasted seal meat from the thermos and handed it to his daughter, who grinned and held his left arm and pressed her little head against him.

He took his daughter to find his prey, which was an Arctic musk ox.

Xue lay quietly on the ground, gun in hand, and took a deep breath.

It was a Blesser K95 shotgun, a modern shotgun.

Although the Blesser K95 is a single-shot shotgun, it is far superior to shotguns of similar size in terms of accuracy and range power. It was extremely popular among the Inuit because of the large trigger guard of the Blesser K95. The Inuit were heavily armed when they went out hunting, and they wore thick gloves on their hands, but this design allowed the Inuit to pull the trigger even when they wore thick gloves.

The top of the Blesser K95 well-crafted receiver is designed with a special scope mount, which can be equipped with a suitable optical sight for the gun, and the top of the barrel of the gun is also pre-made with a red fiber optic tube crosshair.

Of course, the most important point is its design and construction. Although the barrel of the Blesser K95 is relatively short, the high-quality stainless steel material and the built-in precision rifling barrel are enough to make the bullets fired from the gun extremely easy to hit the intended target at a distance of 300 meters. The lost portion of the total length is transferred to the handguard at the top of the muzzle barrel, which allows the user to raise the gun in a more stable position and greatly reduces the effect of recoil on the shoulder. The butt made of high-quality walnut wood is very ergonomic, and even beginners can find the feeling of the gun in a very short time, which is very suitable for a little girl like Xue.

The man looked at his daughter tenderly, whispered in her ear the small flaws in her shooting posture, and the slightly nervous state of mind, telling some of the rules of wild hunting.

"Snow, that's a pregnant female musk ox, you can't shoot it."

"You see, it's a female musk ox with a baby musk ox, and you can't shoot it."

"Yes, it's the male musk ox, and it looks like a single male musk ox who lives alone."

"Steady, don't shake your hands, and don't tighten the trigger with your index finger, it's easy to misfire."

Although the Inuit rely on killing and hunting to sustain their lives and lives, they do not kill indiscriminately.

Pregnant female beasts, female beasts waiting for cubs, all kinds of beast cubs under the age of how many are not allowed to hunt, male beasts with a mouth are not allowed to hunt, and so on. The Inuit hunted only for survival, not for the pleasure of the European and American lords, and they had almost strict rules and sky-high fines, which was also a reverence for nature.

"Don't have any psychological burden, this is the law of survival in this land, and it is also the hunting that the gods acquiesce into. After death, they will transform into elves and accompany the gods and elves to enjoy a happy life. ”

Snow was silent and pulled the trigger.

Bang!

The bullet hit the male musk ox in the calf, but the strong penetration force allowed the bullet to penetrate the musk ox's muscles directly, and the bullet just did not hit its calf bone.

The gunfire caused a commotion, and the Arctic musk ox began to scatter and run, while the male musk ox who had been shot and wounded limped but ran fast, bleeding all the way, barely keeping up with the Arctic musk ox herd, galloping in the back position.

The man rushed to the sleigh with the snow in his arms, directing the huskies to run forward in pursuit of the smell of blood.

This is also the rule of the Inuit, except for the trap that has been set up in advance and the person is not nearby, otherwise once you hurt the prey, you must be responsible for killing it!

It's not cruelty, it's the greatest mercy.

Those injured animals will die from wound infection, and even if they are lucky enough not to die, they can cause serious sequelae, such as disability. Such animals may be left behind by the herd because they cannot keep up with the herd, or they may starve to death and die of thirst because they cannot compete for food and water.

So they had to kill that wounded bull!

The huskies ran as hard as they could, keeping a distance of about thirty meters from the musk oxen herd. This will not cause the musk deer herd to resent it, nor will it lose the injured male musk ox.

After a long period of progress, the male musk ox finally couldn't run, its injuries made it impossible to run for a long time, and the secrete similar to adrenal hormones could only support it to run despite the injury for a short time, and after a long time, pain took over its nerves. It fell to its knees wailing, unable to stand up again.

Encouraged by the man, Snow lifted the Blether K95 and ended its life.

The musk ox had a small blood hole in its head, but in order to ensure that the musk ox died completely and there was no more pain, the man ruthlessly asked his daughter to shoot it two more times in the head at close range.

The girl endured the discomfort and made up for two shots, but there were tears in her eyes.

She couldn't hold back the unbearability and sadness in her heart anymore, and threw herself into the man's arms.

She doesn't like killing, but it's something every Inuit can't avoid. As long as you live in this land, you will inevitably face the choice of killing and death.

Suddenly, everything was gone.

Snow, huskies, dead musk oxen, all this is gone, leaving only a bare snowfield and a man alone.

The man finally remembered that his daughter ...... has become that kind of god-like existence, and it is no longer the soft and weak little girl.

Her name was Sedna, just like the name of the goddess of the sea in Inuit mythology.

Speaking of which, the mythical Sedna also had an old father, but she was not happy.

Legend has it that Sedna was a very beautiful girl whose mother died of illness and was raised by her father alone. Not only was Sedna beautiful, but she also learned a great skill in fishing from her father, which made Sedna even more popular with the young men of the tribe, who came to her door to propose. But Sedna rejected every man who came to her door to propose, no matter how handsome or good at hunting, she was rejected, because none of the men she saw were the ones she liked.

But in the underpopulated Inuit tribes, late marriages must not be tolerated. So the father said in a commanding tone: "I am too old to feed the two of us by fishing and weaving nets." In short, no matter who comes to the door to propose to you, you have to go with him! ”

Sedna could only reluctantly accept her father's arrangement.

Within a few days, a young hunter came to their doorstep. He was well-dressed, but his face was hidden under the low brim of his hat. Sedna's father stepped forward and said to the hunter, "I have a beautiful daughter who has a skillful hand in cooking, fishing, and sewing. If you are about to get married, sir, I am sure she will be your virtuous wife. ”

The young hunter did not say a word, but nodded, and then left the house with Sedna, and when he reached his destination, he dismounted, only to find that there were no huts or tents. She looked around and saw bare stones and steep cliffs. The young hunter took off his hat in front of Sedna, revealing his small black head, which turned out to be a large crow in disguise. Sedna turned and ran away in fright, but was caught by the big black bird, and Sedna began a new life, feeding only on the raw fish that Crowdusk brought home every day.

The hard days of life made Sedna often cry and read her father's name, and the cold arctic wind really sent her sad cry to Sedna's father's ears. After hearing his daughter's cry, the father followed the cold arctic wind to the island where Sedna lived. When Sedna saw her father, she hugged her father tightly and wept bitterly.

The father and daughter immediately decided to leave the island, but not long after the little leather boat left the island, Sedna noticed a black spot in the sky in the distance. She knew that the black dot was the angry crow husband.

The crow quickly swooped down on the boat, and Sedna's father flapped it with his oars, but could not reach the crow. Again and again, the crow swooped and stirred the icy waters with its wings, causing the calm Arctic Ocean to suddenly turn into a violent rapid, like a beast with its mouth wide open about to engulf the little kayak.

Sedna's father was so frightened that he grabbed Sedna and threw her into the roaring sea, and shouted, "Please take her away, don't hurt me." ”

Sedna struggled in the biting waters, and a kind seal pushed her to the side of the small kayak, and she grabbed the side of the boat. But her timid father, in order to survive, once again pushed her into the water, allowing her to sink to the bottom of the sea. Instead of disappearing, Sedna was rescued by seals and became the goddess of the sea, living with seals, walruses, and sea lions in the deep Arctic Ocean floor.

And Sedna's indissipating resentment often turned into the waves and storms of the Arctic, and the hunters respected and feared her.

Legend has it that the wind and waves subsided only when the shaman swam to the bottom of the sea to comb her knotted hair. Then, after the shaman's prayers and the request for hunting, she would let go of the sea animals for the hunters as a sign of the generosity and generosity of the sea.

Even now, every time hunters catch a seal, walrus, or sea lion, they drop water into the seal's mouth to thank Sedna for her kindness.

Ah, Sedna in that story is so miserable, and Sedna, the king of the sea and water in real history, cannot be born to be favored by her father, but now my daughter, she has to face the danger of death alone, facing a brutal enemy.

I can't leave my daughter alone in danger!

Boom!

It's like a string breaking, and the sound is very soft, but extremely clear!

The man felt as if he had fallen into a black ocean, the black sea water engulfed his body little by little, swallowed his consciousness, he began to gradually lose sight of who he was, but deep down his heart was filled with great joy.

I feel sleepy, but I'm excited.

It was like falling asleep, and it was like starting to dance.

The man floating in the black sea opened his eyes, and the black water entered his eyes, dyeing the black and white eyes black.

His eyes were pitch black, like a universe that had not yet been born.

The eyelids drooped heavily, covering the pupils, as if asleep.

But the next moment, he opened his eyes again, and the red golden pupils illuminated the pitch-black seabed, dyeing the black ocean a crimson gold.

Everything is like a wake-up after a hibernation, and it's like a rebirth after dying once.

The man in the real world opened his red golden eyes, and the alchemical chains on his body were easily broken.

"My name, Polyako, guardian of Her Majesty Sedna, Lord of the Sea and Water!"

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