As he went deeper, Ronald took out another saber-toothed tiger that attacked him.

This time, he found a cyan crystal on the corpse's chest, and he carefully dug it out. Looking at the cyan magic crystal in his hand, which was similar to a crystal, he studied it very carefully, but he didn't find anything special about this thing.

Is this fingernail-sized thing a magic crystal, and it's really valuable?

He couldn't help but be suspicious. According to Bruno, any animal with magic crystals on its forehead or chest is called a magic beast. Just like the magic swordsman, these monsters can also use magic to fight. However, the saber-toothed tiger he killed fought in the same way as the two he had killed before, and he did not notice that it had released magic.

Although he was suspicious, Ronald still carefully put away the magic crystal. After a short rest, he continued his walk deeper into the valley.

He found that the further he went, the more open the terrain became. At the same time, the wind speed in the valley did not decrease, but became more and more intense.

It seems that I underestimated the harsh environment here.

He tightened his garments, and made his way into the valley with great difficulty. Not long after he walked, he felt a chill in his neck.

Ronald looked up and saw that beneath the gloomy clouds were large flakes of snowflakes mixed with the wind, rolling and falling down. In the raging snowflakes, occasionally mixed with hail the size of soybeans, the surrounding area crackled.

At the same time, he also found that even if he concentrated all his attention, it was extremely difficult to perceive the situation around him. And his hands and feet began to become a little cold.

After noticing this, he quickly found a sheltered place, sighed at his frozen stiff palm, and put another tiger skin coat on in a trembling manner.

It's cold. However, it seems that staying here has helped a lot to improve the magic of the ice system. Anyway, it's good news, and it looks like I'm going to have to practice my ice skills.

Looking at the iron sword that condensed into ice crystals, Ronald's eyes suddenly lit up, and an inspiration flashed through his mind.

By the way, I can try this idea when I take a break!

He rubbed his hands together excitedly, and then raised his feet and continued walking.

The snowflakes are getting denser and denser, and it is gloomy ahead, and it has only been snowing for half a day, and the whole valley has been covered with a layer of white.

He frowned, carefully watching his neighborhood.

Crunchy.

A line of shallow footprints in the snow stretches deep into the valley.

As he walked, a large pine tree covered with ice ridges hung in the distance completely occupied Ronald's sight.

He saw a large cloud of white snow leaning against the pine tree, which was full of two people hugging, and he squinted his eyes to look closely, and felt that the snow seemed to move. Seeing this situation, his vigilance quickly raised. Ronald gripped his sword and cautiously walked towards the white mass. As the two sides got closer, Ronald didn't notice anything unusual about the white blob.

Was I dazzled just now?

Streaming down!

The pine trees shook suddenly, and a large cloud of snow fell.

Ronald was shocked and immediately grabbed his sword and prepared for defense. But when he saw the living creature in the tree, he couldn't help but laugh dumbly, it turned out to be a squirrel. He saw that the squirrel, dangling under a large pine cone, was writhing hard in mid-air, as if trying to pluck the pine cone.

As if sensing something, the squirrel turned his head nervously and quickly met Ronald's gaze. Seeing the squirrel's innocent black eyes, he smiled and shook his head, and then let his guard down.

Hah, it looks like I'm overdoing it. It's not too early, so let's find a place to rest, and try to see if that idea works.

Suddenly.

The white mass moved.

Ronald was startled and hurriedly stepped back with his sword. He saw a fat white bear more than three meters tall, shaking off the snow on its body and standing up awkwardly. Moreover, under the white bear's forehead, there seemed to be a small piece of white magic crystal.

He immediately remembered a brief introduction in the adventurer's handbook--- snow bear, which lives mainly in the mountains and forests covered with snow all year round, and its strength even smashes rocks. Usually the surname is gentle, but when he is angry, his surname changes drastically, which is very destructive.

I don't know if I can withstand it.

There is no escaping.

He took a deep breath and puffed himself up: "Can't escape. ”

Ronald's eyes immediately became firm. Silently accumulating his magic power, after making sure that he could unleash the Ice Mirror at any time, Ronald resolutely walked in the direction where the snow bear was.

The snow bear, on the other hand, stood quietly by the pine tree, and did not seem to notice anyone approaching it. But as the distance between the two sides approached, the snow bear suddenly raised its head and roared at Ronald's side in a demonstrative manner.

Ronald paused, he stopped, but the look of determination in his eyes remained the same.

Seeing that the black-haired boy stopped in place, the snow bear raised its fleshy palm and roared again.

But Ronald still didn't move.

The snow bear seemed impatient, and it leaned down and ran towards Ronald.

Running in the snow without any sound?

Suppressing that surprise, Ronald clenched his weapon with both hands, and at this moment he had blessed the longsword with an ice-based enchantment. Seeing that the distance between the two sides was getting closer and closer, Ronald's right foot took a small half step back, and his body was slightly arched, concentrating on preparing for defense. He plans to take the snow bear's attack hard, and once he feels that he can't resist it, he immediately dodges and uses a swim.

Half a minute later, the fat snow bear, which was white all over, finally ran to Ronald's side, and it suddenly stood up with a sharp stop, and stretched out its huge slap and slapped Ronald in the face.

Ronald was quick and immediately raised his sword to block.

Syllable!

The bear's paw smashed against the iron sword.

His body trembled slightly, his hands were crushed by the force of the snow bear, and his knees were forced to bow down, stepping the snow out of the frozen ground hidden inside. After holding on for a short while, he felt that he seemed to be unable to withstand it, and in desperation, Ronald had to choose to dodge this attack.

Just as the slap was about to hit him on the head, Ronald rolled decisively and dodged to the right. After standing firm, Ronald felt his face a little hot, and he understood that it was the result of holding his breath just now.

Call.

He took a deep breath, leaned down, and slashed his sword past the snow bear's left side. But it was completely different from what he expected, and the seemingly clumsy white bear turned around with unusual agility. When it heard the sound of the wind coming out of the long sword, it immediately slapped it with its backhand. Catching a glimpse of the swift black shadow in front of him, Ronald immediately jumped out of its attack range and began to run around the snow bear.

The snow bear didn't pay any attention to the black-haired humans running around it, it just stood there for a while.

Ronald circled it several times, but couldn't find a chance to make a move. In desperation, he quickly ran behind the snow bear, choosing to make a tentative stab. Sensing the abnormal flow of air caused by the sword piercing the air behind his back, the snow bear turned abruptly and fanned the blue weapon fiercely.

Syllable!

Snow Bear's slap slapped precisely on the sword.

Ronald felt his jaw ache and tingle, and the direction of his thrust was knocked out of sight by the force. He staggered a few steps before he could barely stand on his feet.

Seemingly satisfied with the result, Snow Bear grinned proudly, and then accelerated to his knees, charging towards Ronald, who had not yet stood firm. The surrounding snow was scattered and splashed by its charge.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Ronald rushed to the right in embarrassment. He caught a glimpse of the snow bear's speed, which suddenly became like the wind, flying past where he had stood.

Luckily, I was able to run fast......

He secretly rejoiced. But before he could catch his breath, the snow bear, which was running wildly, suddenly stopped, turned his head sharply and opened his mouth in the direction where Ronald was.

Ronald's brows tightened, and his left hand hurriedly released the Ice Mirror Technique that had been prepared long ago.

Bite!

A half-meter-long ice pick was blocked by the Ice Mirror technique released by Ronald. The next moment, the ice picks and ice mirrors turned into scattered crystals at the same time, and they floated down one after another.

It's dangerous!

Ronald grunted in his throat, still palpitating.

Seeing that the ice pick it had provoked did not work, the snow bear immediately became furious, and its originally reddish eyes immediately turned red.

Ronald quickly ran and continued to accumulate the magic in his body.

The remaining mana can also be used once...... He knew that he was at a great disadvantage, but his eyes were still firm.

As if feeling his persistence, the boiling battle spirit surged up uncontrollably, trying to erode his reason. But after the last battle with Brunk, Ronald knew that he had to control this boiling fighting spirit and not let it go too far.

Calm down, calm down!

With frosty eyebrows, he pursed his lips tightly, and finally calmed down this fanaticism.

At this time, the snow bear had already rushed in front of him, and was holding up his slap and slapping him on the head. Ronald immediately leaped to the side, followed by a horizontal slash. But Snow Bear's arm went down, defending against Ronald's attack. He saw that Snow Bear's arm, which was as thick as his thigh, had only lost a handful of white hair.

Using ice-based magic to deal with ice-based demonic beasts really doesn't work......

His brow furrowed.

With a broken step, Ronald quickly circled to the other side of it and stabbed the snow bear in the abdomen. This time, Snow Bear didn't make a hard connection, and instead slapped it towards the sword in an attempt to deflect Ronald's head. Having learned the lesson of the last time, Ronald took the initiative to change the target of the attack and rolled out of the snow bear's belly with the cat's waist.

It seems that only a spike can pose a threat to this guy.