Supreme Glacier.

The Supreme Glacier, north of the Enoch Desert, is a desolate but indigenous territory that is covered in snow all year round, and howling winds forever hit the high snow-capped mountains, burying all its secrets under the snow and ice.

The Supreme Glacier is also one of the few places where the remains of the Giant Empire can still be seen, and although the glory of the Giant Empire is only ruins, and the cloud giants and storm giants at the top are not inhabited here, a few frost giants still live here, living in the peaks and glacial crevices, grazing and maraching the livestock of other tribes.

The Snow Elves' camp is hidden on the snowy peaks of the highest glaciers, and their worst enemies are the Frost Giants to the north and a creature known as the Yak People to the west, and their struggle has been going on for many years.

Yak people are ogre-sized humanoids. Their yak-like heads and bodies covered in rough fur, and nearly half of their race are spellcasters, and they believe in a god called the Faceless God, who gives them great magical powers and mind-control abilities, in exchange for regular living sacrifices to satisfy her appetite.

It's a dangerous place, and the snow elves have to face many creatures in addition to their two main enemies.

The white dragon among the five-colored dragons, as a real dragon, its power is very strong (it's just not very smart, the white dragon skin of the snow elves is piled up all over the warehouse, and the food provided in the celebration is the white dragon three and five eats).

The overlord of the snowfield, the Winter Wolves, these fierce beasts never fight alone, and in front of a large group of hungry Winter Wolves, even a real dragon is easy to drink and turn into a delicious meal in their belly (especially the white dragon).

The legendary multi-headed dragon, the offspring of a cross between a white dragon and a hydra lizard, prefers fresh elven meat, but can, and will eat almost anything to satisfy its insatiable hunger.

There is also a legendary Mengqi who used his sharp horns to kill the blood of several elderly white dragons on the ice field, announcing his rise.

Therefore, even if it is a snow elf, life on the supreme glacier is not easy, even if they were once the heirs of the elven empire, even if they once had the power to cross the crystal wall system, they were the ruling race of the continent, even if they lived a long life and had special skills, but this is a country, a country that is full of wonders and everything!

Can you do magic? Magical? Got technology? Isn't it remarkable?

Who hasn't had a wide ancestry?

The Frost Giants were once a giant empire in their ancestors, and the Yak people are said to have their own interstellar empire, and according to the Yak captives, they also have a ruler named the "Lotus Emperor" in other crystal wall systems, who once fought a war with the Space Mind Flayer.

Without the support of the gods, the snow elves can only struggle to make a living.

However, the snow elves have had a better time in recent days, because a pair of brothers and sisters who went out to explore brought back hundreds of carts and a large amount of supplies, as well as ...... A bunch of undesirable humans.

In the middle of the ice and snow, at the door of a longhouse made of animal skin and wood, Edward Teach, a young pirate from Susar's Dragontooth Gang, is not in a good mood.

He crouched at the door of the longhouse, half of his boots sunken into the white ground, and Tiki played with the exquisite bow given to him by the snow elves, feeling the warmth of the white dragon leather armor on his body, and observing his surroundings.

Tiki followed the Snow Elf siblings through the Enooc Desert, encountering many difficulties along the way, such as the Bedai barbarians who raided the desert, the Santarim who appeared from time to time, the native human-faced lions of the Great Desert, and even the legendary Saron spirits.

However, the Snow Elves possess a unique secret technique of communicating with the Saron Spirits, and they have managed to avoid combat.

Upon arriving at the Supreme Glacier, Titch was at first surprised and amused, and was also curious about the unique way of life of the snow elves, and he offered to participate in the hunt of the winter wolf pack, and as a result, he was given a winter wolf cloak of his own, and under the guidance of Reerta, he saw the frost giants and yak people from afar, and also witnessed the footprints left by multiple dragons.

However, when the fresh experience is over, all that is left is an endless emptiness.

The life of the snow elves is really, really monotonous, they only hold a big celebration every few months, and the rest of the time is spent hunting, grazing, making tools, drying animal skins and sewing clothes.

Cold ~ cold ~ cold, still cold.

Light snow, moderate snow, heavy snow, blizzard, Titch has not seen a few sunny days.

He missed his bed in the Dragon's Tooth Bar now, it was a comfortable bed even though it was small, old and noisy.

As for Aaron's invitation to the "Great Migration of Races", the Snow Elves' leader, Badr Deepsnow, the leader of the Deep Snow Clan, always gave the answer "to be discussed", "Humans must prove themselves worthy of our trust", "I need to listen to everyone".

The point is, elves' concept of time is different from humans! A Snow Elf village is often inhabited by only 2-10 households, and it can take months to inform these extremely loose and isolated tribes of people to come to a meeting.

How could Edward Tichy, who had seen the world of flowers and enjoyed the life of a pirate, endure such a monotonous life?

Sick of it.

So thought the little pirate.

The thick curtain of the longhouse was opened, and a snow elf with clear eyebrows and a big bow came out of it, and he saw Edward Titch squatting in the doorway: "If you like to blow the wind, you can go to a higher place." ”

"Mr. Reerta, how's the situation going? When exactly will you be able to make up your mind? Titch couldn't help but shout, "I'm going to get back to your honor!" ”

Reelta-Deep Snow glanced impatiently at the little pirate, thinking to herself that the short-lived species is really impatient, this kind of major event of race migration, we can't discuss it for a few years, you can't wait for just a few months?

"How's it going? Teach, aren't there any new moves from the yak people? The Snow Elf brother didn't answer Titch's question, he asked rhetorically.

A bitter cold wind blew through the little pirate's frozen lips, he got up and jumped, and took a sip of rum: "The yak people are very cautious, they noticed our arrival, so they will retreat the sentry, for now, as long as we do not enter their territory, they should not attack us for the time being, but...... I've noticed that the legendary Mengqiu has been moving more and more frequently in recent days, do you feel it? ”

Reerta Shenxue nodded, and when she mentioned Mengqiu, the face of the demon archer changed: "That Mengqiu is definitely a divine creature, he seems to have mastered part of the power of the law of [gravity], and he will definitely have some small displacement spells, Ami from the other tribe is also a magic archer like me, he didn't even see the face of Mengqiu clearly before the other party flashed in front of him, and used his fangs to provoke a reflexive head and walk, we have never seen Ami again." ”

With that, Reerta hammered the stake stuck in the snow hard: "Damn Mengqi, if it really intends to attack us, I'm afraid there will be a fierce battle to be fought." ”

"Instead of thinking about that legendary mengwu, think about the winter wolf." Titch thought about the hunt with more than one season.

The Winter Wolf is a terrifying creature, these beasts are the size of wild boars, and they are not only very strong but also cunning, and act in groups.

As the battle progresses, if a pack of winter wolves is unable to win the hunt, then more and more of the pack will respond to the wolf howl and join the battle until all the prey is killed, and if victory is really not possible, then the winter wolves will remember this hatred and pass it on from generation to generation.

The Winter Wolf's extra-thick fur is immune to most ice damage, including the White Dragon's Breath.

Titch had never thought that wolves could be so dangerous, and it was no wonder that the young white dragons were hating under the teeth of these beasts.

Twenty-seven of the human caravans that followed the hunt were killed, eight of the snow elves were killed, and Titch's companions were killed in sight of his eyes, and they were eaten to the bone.

"The Winter Wolf is just one of the smaller of the many threats we face in the snowfield." Reerta said disdainfully, but he also left a sigh: "But perhaps, since our race moved here, the population has been slowly decreasing, there are too many enemies here, too few supplies, even if each of us joins the hunt, it is difficult to ensure that everyone can be fed. ”

"So why didn't you accept Your Excellency's invitation?" Titch brought it up again, he really couldn't understand the elves' logic.

Relta didn't speak, and the Snow Elves found Titch's attitude very offensive and suspected of interfering in the Snow Elves' internal affairs, but considering the staggering amount of money Aaron had funded, Relta decided to remain silent.

"Relta, human." At this time, a middle-aged female snow elf Druyin appeared, and she said in a deep voice, "The patriarch called you over!" ”

In the Snow Elf community, the status of men and women is relatively equal, but generally speaking, the leader of the Snow Elf group is the Druyin, and the number of Druyin in their group is much larger than that of the normal elven community.

This is due to the severe lack of priests in the Snow Elves, whose deity Taserys almost never answers the prayers of the Snow Elves, so there is basically no one in the Snow Elves who can become a priest, and Druyin thus takes the role of a priest.

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"You asked him to come along?" Relta asked in surprise.

"Yes, the patriarch asked me to call this human too." The female snow elf Druyin glanced at Tiki, put away the disdain in her eyes, and said expressionlessly.

"Let's go, Teach, there's news." Relta motioned for the little pirate to follow.

Titch immediately got up and ran briskly towards the longhouse in the center of the village.

At this time, there were already a lot of snow elves standing in the longhouse, the number of Druyin and Ranger was unexpectedly large, they sat together, the room exuded a strong smell of leather and the smell of grease incense, the leader was a Druyin wearing a white dragon skin robe, his age was obviously not young, the child hole had begun to fade, and the whole person was shrouded in an ethereal aura.

As mentioned earlier, the elf does not age, and even at the end of his life, the elf's appearance is still young and full of vitality, only his aura and faded eyes, and the growing desire to return to Avatar are changed.

He is the patriarch of the Badr Deep Snow, the Dark Snow Clan, and one of the very few people who has ever heard the Oracle of the Snow Elves.

"Kill Drow!" This is the only prayer that Taserys has answered for hundreds of years: "Kill, kill!" ”

"Winter~Winter~Winter~"

Badr tapped his hand on his seat, signaling everyone to be quiet, and the Snow Elf Patriarch glared at Tiki and sighed inwardly.

Although it was indeed a pleasure that the Relta siblings had managed to get a large number of rich supplies from the outside world, the arrival of this group of humans still caused a huge debate within the snow elves, especially whether the invitation of Lord Aaron Salian was trustworthy, and the elders of the snow elves had been arguing for more than a month without coming to a conclusion.

Like all elves, the snow elves also have the blood of advocating freedom and independence in their bones, and even some older elves think that the snow elf brothers and sisters are colluding with "foreign forces" to interfere in the internal affairs of my snow elves, and they must be expelled.

If you like the life of the outside world, get out! Our traditions brook no desecration.

"Ahem."

Badr motioned for everyone to listen to him: "Ladies and gentlemen, we have discussed this matter of whether or not we are migrating before, and we have summoned you here today because I have a new piece of information. ”

"This Lord Aaron Salian, who invited us to migrate, has just killed a tyrannical god son in a battle!"

"What?"

"Tyranny God's Son?!"

"Is this human so powerful?"

The Snow Elf elders exclaimed, and Tiki was stunned for a few seconds before looking up proudly in the crowd.

"Moreover, he is the one behind the silver emulsion that has been selling well in the realm recently, and I have been confirmed by the Aquatic Elves and Wood Elves from the outside world and the Levi Elves of the South, they have all heard of this name, and some people know that he once defeated the incarnation of the Old Dominator of the Outer Gods."

"Moreover, he is the chosen person of the Silver Virgin, and he should not be free to break his promises."

Badr's words caused an uproar in the crowd, the snow elves are extremely closed to the news of the outside world, but Badr, as the patriarch, has some special ways to get in touch with a few elf subraces in the outside world, since he said so, it is very likely to be true!

Seeing that everyone was shocked, a trace of satisfaction flashed in the eyes of the Dark Snow Patriarch, and he continued slowly: "Our current situation, everyone knows that it has been several generations since we migrated, and our population is constantly decreasing, and if this continues, it is only a matter of time before our race dies out. ”

"And recently, the legendary Mengqiu has risen again, and we can't be sure what his attitude is towards us, whether he intends to start a war."

"So, I have decided that my Deep Snow Clan will accept the invitation of this human lord and prepare for the Great Migration!"

The Badr patriarch officially announced: "Is there anyone who is willing to move with our people?" ”

The snow elf elders who had rushed from around showed contemplative expressions.

"I'm an ice dead clan, choose to migrate!"

"The Lengxi clan is willing to migrate with the Shenxue clan!"

"The population of my Lanod clan has been reduced by almost half, and we choose to gamble once, Lord Badr, and I hope you will live up to our trust."

"I, the Merinords, have also decided to move! We've had enough of more than a hundred arrows to settle the days of a frost giant. ”

After receiving a flurry of news, the snow elves finally made up their minds, and more than seventy percent of the snow elf tribe was ready to move.

Edward Titch couldn't help but have a strange look on his face in the crowd.

He had lobbied desperately before, but the snow elves either responded with an indifferent attitude or didn't intend to listen to him at all, as if they were born to regard him as a liar, and only because he sent a large amount of supplies did they treat him a little politely and did not regard him as an enemy.

Now, as soon as they heard the news from other elves, the snow elves immediately made up their minds to accept Lord Aaron's conditions, and the most important reason was that Lord Aaron personally killed a god son!

These snow elves are afraid of power but not virtue!

Titch thought.

If you can't make them admire, then at least make them afraid!

Titch felt that he had really learned a lot, a lot.

I need more, more power to be feared, to serve His Excellency Aaron better.

But in any case, the task assigned by His Excellency Aaron to himself has finally been successfully completed, I wonder what kind of reward he will give himself this time?

Titch clenched his fists excitedly at the thought of this.

The Great Migration of the Snow Elves has begun!