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In the west, on the ice and snow wasteland, in a dull roar of a fierce beast, a strong man with white skin grabbed a fierce tiger and slowly walked out of the wind and snow.

The tiger's whole body was snow-white, and the tyrannical and ferocious light radiated from its eyes, and an old purple mountain vine was tied to the tiger's limbs, no matter how it struggled.

By the side of the big man, followed by the young beast, the body was as strong as a lion, with two oddly long forearms and hind legs standing on the ground, thick and powerful, walking slowly.

The claws of the upper arms have a flow of white light, the fine scales are densely covered all over the body, fine fluff drills out of the gaps in the scales, a sharp white tooth emerges from the big mouth, and under the golden eyelids, the blood-red pupils glow fiercely.

This big man brought the beast to a village, a backward village, without any modern supplies, everything seemed quaint and ancient.

From the village, children and tall women walked out of the village, and they quickly dismembered and separated the tiger.

Large chunks of meat are baked, bones are boiled into soup, and tiger skins are peeled off to make mats or used as other things.

Outside the village, there was a thunderous sound, and a group of strange four-legged beasts galloped from a distance, they looked like horses, with two spiral right angles on their heads, scales on their limbs and legs, and runes made of red flame-like hairs on their chests and abdomen, three meters tall and six meters long.

The four-legged beast's eyes were shining, and its whole body muscles were made of steel, making it look extremely powerful.

There were more than five hundred four-legged beasts, and behind each four-legged beast sat a mighty man.

The people of the village saw the large number of four-legged beasts that came out of the wind and snow, and cheered excitedly, and they sang loudly in the snowy place, and the loud song pierced the sky and transmitted a great distance.

The leader of the four-legged beast, holding a handful of silver silk threads in both hands, howled loudly.

The silver thread was made from the violet orchid ore in the deep sea mixed with the slime of seaweed, and now it is in the hands of the big man, floating in the wind.

When the people of the village saw these silver threads, their eyes lit up with hope, and they knelt down on the ground and bowed down to the silver threads reverently.

The crowd embraced the dismounted leader and entered the village.

In the village, on top of a square altar, at the top of the altar stood three burly people with their bodies as if they were made of ice and ice, and the leader slowly wrapped silver silk threads around the bodies of the three ice giants.

A handful of light spread out from the bodies of the three giants, and three pillars of light the thickness of the thumb with a snow-white body shot out one after another, surrounding the three sculptures in a small tornado-like shape.

All the burly personnel around them knelt on the ground and prayed sincerely.

The wind swept up a large amount of wind and snow, and suddenly scattered, enveloping the entire village, and a layer of icy mist rose from the earth, not only completely enveloping all the people, but also covering the entire village.

On the horizon, this scene was all filmed by attack planes flying in the sky, and they had just transmitted the video signal.

A nearly two-meter-long cold iron heavy arrow already carried a huge wind breaking sound, and the arrow was shrouded in a layer of green light, easily tearing through the protective wall of the attack aircraft, and accurately hitting the pilot in the cabin.

At this time, a black spark fell rapidly in the sky, and a huge sound enveloped the small village, and the shock wave had completely swept all the air around it.

A cloud of red to almost black light suddenly erupted from the sky above the village, and the mushroom cloud rose hundreds of meters to a height of hundreds of meters, and the blood-red cloud swept towards all directions with deadly radiation.

The ground was dug out by a huge force for half a meter of soil, and within a radius of twenty miles, there was a roar of flames everywhere, and the wind and snow were white, and the land was scorched and blackened, and became crystallized like glass.

However, in the original village, a thick white opaque mist still shrouded the place, motionless.

Three more fires flew in the sky, and when they were hundreds of meters away from the village, they once again split into hundreds of lights, and these lights fell to a height of twenty meters above the ground and burned violently.

The huge bullet as thick as a bucket was infused with condensation**, and the crimson fire cloud erupted again, shrouding the white fog.

The red light burst open, frantically sucking in the air around it, causing a large area of oxygen-deficient land, and countless steel balls were projected from the huge bullets, scattering and splashing, penetrating all the surrounding spaces.

When all the firelight was slowly extinguished by the crazy surging wind and snow around it, when the broken earth around it was once again covered by the wind and snow, when the surrounding area was once again covered with ice and snow.

The village, which was completely covered in the thick fog, where the altar had been, was a red light that rose and shot towards the sky.

The armed satellites that sailed to this place in outer space were completely enveloped in a cloud of red light, and then melted into space, leaving no residue behind.

When the satellite in space completely lost its signal, and the government, which was supposed to launch the attack, suddenly lost its target, and could only rely on the original radar positioning system to carry out continuous long-range bombing.

But when hundreds or thousands of missiles bombarded the thick fog, the white fog did not change at all.

Except for the howling of the wind and a large number of mixed particles of wind and snow, there was no desperate roar or sound of any living beings, as if those powerful weapons flying from the sky were attacking a land without any living beings, and there was no movement.

It's so quiet all around.

A black mist emerged from the ground in the wind and snow, and a man appeared in the black mist, he was tall, handsome, and perfectly proportioned, except that his eyes had attractive power and he was draped in a blood-red cloak.

Red flames poured out from his body, emitting heat like a viscous plasma condensation, like a humanoid pillar of fire.

This is a blood clan, walking on the edge of the white mist, carefully testing the area shrouded in the mist, as it continues to go deeper, the courage grows bigger and bigger, and finally gritting his teeth into the thick mist.

The village no longer existed at this time, and there was a situation of frozen ice everywhere, but it was not the chaotic frozen scene that was produced by being covered by the wind and snow after being burned by the flames, but the beauty and allure of the silence produced by the fact that the object was covered and surrounded by the tremendous power of ice in an instant, and the silence produced by the freezing was extremely beautiful and seductive.

Walking through this place, an eerie atmosphere surrounded the Blood warrior, but he continued to go deeper, and finally came to the center of the village, in front of an altar with three sculptures.

"The ancient race of the wilderness, the descendants of the Frost Giants, seems to have really appeared, I wonder if they are going to seize that place as a place to migrate and a place to hunt creatures?" the blood clan whispered as they looked at the silver threads that had been completely worn out in the hands of the three sculptures on the altar.

"This doesn't have to worry about this little bug for us?" The place that was originally empty, suddenly the wind and snow condensed into a rope, the transparent rope has a powerful power, a circle has completely bound this blood clan, and then pulled, the black fog in the sky appeared, the blood clan wanted to change into a bat to escape, but under the rope binding, in vain, and finally died completely, turned into a frozen bat statue, fell from mid-air to the ground.

The bat statue is motionless and completely dead, both ** and soul.

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