Ancient dragons are proud.

In the face of the hunters' obvious provocation, the Ice Dragon should be furious.

However, after suffering a lot of losses in the Molten Mountain Canyon, the Ice Dragon, whose tail has not been fully regenerated until now, has learned to be cautious.

It waved its wings and came high into the sky.

"——!"

The freezing air of extreme cold spreads out, and the water vapor gathers in the sky, condensing into snow clouds that obscure the sky.

At the same time, as if sensing the call of the Lord of the Ice Field, the cold wind from the far north whistled again, carrying the snowflakes and hail that fell in the air.

A blizzard took shape in a very short time.

On the ground, Gordon stared at the ice dragon calling the wind and snow, and his teeth itched with hatred.

He had already learned about the Ice Dragon's abilities and strength from Hayatta's side, and if the Ice Dragon came to the ground, he was sure enough to lead the team to suppress it.

It's true that this ice field is the home of the Ice Dragon, but he also has Anhill, Feng Ying, and pork chops on his side.

As long as this ice dragon doesn't run around, it is not particularly difficult to defeat it or even hunt it.

However, the Ice Dragon didn't come down, just hung high in the air and was blowing wind and snow.

Even Anhil, who is good at sniping, is unlikely to penetrate the wind and deal effective damage to the Ice Dragon hundreds of meters above the ground.

In the howling wind, Feng Ying smashed the big shield in her hand to the ground, and tried to stand firm against the cold wind.

Suddenly, her long pointed ears trembled, and in the shrill wind whistle, she seemed to catch a strange sound that was completely different from the sound of the wind.

Illusion?

No, not a delusion!

It's the kind of mysterious song that appears repeatedly!

Feng Ying looked up sharply.

As if receiving some kind of call, the ice dragon hovering high in the sky waved its wings and flew towards the south at an accelerated pace.

The hunters glanced at each other, and they both saw a hint of panic in each other's eyes.

South? That's the direction of the Moon's stronghold.

Under the night sky, the Ice Dragon flew at high speed.

Affected by that mysterious song, the Ice Dragon's heart was filled with anger, and the desire to take revenge on humans was unprecedentedly high.

Snow-covered plains and hills sped by, and soon, the icy canyon between several peaks appeared in its sight.

The blue-gold vertical pupils deflected, and the ice dragon flipped its wings, carrying the wind and hail, and rushed into the canyon.

Also affected by the mysterious singing, the restless Wind Drifter screamed and fled in all directions.

"Wow——!"

The Ice Dragons moved quickly through the wind and snow, like sharks that had rushed into a school of fish, and flew around with the Wind Drifting Dragons.

It sped towards the Wind Drifters who were trying to flee north, catching up with the fastest one in the blink of an eye.

Swooping closer, the Ice Dragon snapped its claws into the Wind Drifter's smooth back, deep into its spine.

The tail of the ice blade, which had not yet fully regenerated, but was sharp enough, like the tail hook of a scorpion, stabbed fiercely into the soft chest and abdomen of the Wind Drifter that lacked the protection of scale armor from below, and then stirred it vigorously.

For a moment, the mournful wail of the Wind Drifter even suppressed the sound of the wind.

The surrounding Wind Drifting Dragons were suddenly frightened, and they all turned around, away from the terrifying ice dragon.

Letting go of its claws, the dying Wind Drifter was left behind, and the Ice Dragon sped to its next target.

Under its purposeful drive, the scattered Wind Drifters were gradually gathered by it.

Any Wind Drifter that tries to fly around will be brutally killed, frozen into an ice sculpture by its freezing breath, or torn to pieces by its claws and ice blade tails.

The surviving Winddrifters trembled and gathered together like frightened sheep.

The Ice Dragon's purpose has been accomplished.

It's not easy to dominate the Storm Drifter, the two are not the same species after all, but it's much easier to take advantage of the Storm Drifter's fear and roughly control the direction in which they flee.

Like a clever shepherd, the Ice Dragon drove the Wind Drifting Dragons and flew south.

Hidden in the snowdrifts, the two beasts who witnessed all this hurriedly jumped out.

One of them, wriggling his fat but unusually nimble body, quickly climbed to the top of the mountain, firing warning flares.

However, due to the wind and snow brought by the Ice Dragon, the height and visibility of the flare were greatly reduced.

Seeing this, the captain of the beast entanglement clan immediately used a bone whistle to summon the ice jackals wandering nearby, and rushed to the Yuechen stronghold dozens of kilometers away at full speed and knew nothing about the situation here.

The mysterious singing continues to spread with the wind and snow, and the volume has been attenuated to the extent that the human ear cannot distinguish it, and finally completely blends into the wind.

Moonlight stronghold.

After finally putting little Muti to sleep, Hayatta gently put her in the cradle.

For some reason, she had a feeling of uneasiness.

Closing the window, which had been blown open by the night wind, Madeata sat down cross-legged on the bed.

She placed the sword across her knees, trying to calm herself down through the way of sword meditation.

Unexpectedly, the anxiety in his heart intensified.

The feeling was unreasonable, but she didn't dare ignore it.

After a brief hesitation, she picked up her sleeping daughter and knocked on the door next door.

Mrs. Stirling, dressed in pajamas, wore a blanket and ran to open the door, and was a little surprised to see Hayatta holding the child outside the door.

She stepped out of the way, ready to let Hayatta into the house.

Hayatta handed Muti directly to her and whispered, "Something is wrong, Madam Stirling, something bad may happen tonight, I must go and see."

Please help take care of little Muti, and if you hear any movement, please do not hesitate to take the children to the basement immediately. ”

Mrs. Stirling was stunned for a moment, then nodded earnestly, "I understand, don't worry, leave it to me." ”

Entrusting the child, Hayata's tense heartstrings loosened a little.

Bidding farewell to Mrs. Stirling, Hayatta returned to her room, dressed as fast as she could, put on the Wyvern Knife [Black Yao], and strode in the direction of the headquarters.

Lights shine through the large tent at the headquarters.

Hayatta opened the curtain, and was a little surprised to find that in addition to the material squad leader who stayed up late every day, the swordsmanship master was actually there.

The old hunter was also fully armed, but the equipment on his body was no longer the old female fire dragon that had been used for nearly half a century.

It's a brand new set of frost-white armor.

This is a new type of armor made of Frostblade Ice Tooth Dragon materials, thick but capable, and those pale furs are very similar to the old hunter with the same gray hair.

"You"

"Are you feeling uneasy, too?" The swordsman preemptively spoke, "Tonight, something should happen. ”

"Hmm." Hayatta nodded.

Since she wasn't the only one who felt it, it shouldn't be an illusion.

At this moment, the curtain of the tent of the headquarters was lifted again.

Jean, who was wearing a tyrannosaurus armor and even a helmet, stepped in, "Lao Tzu feels wrong. Yes? Why are you all here? ”

The corner of the material squad leader's eyes twitched, "What kind of empathy do you have?" ”

Jean spread his hands, "How do you know, when you fall asleep, a spirit suddenly wakes up, and it always feels wrong, as if something is coming." ”

The head of the material squad rubbed the swollen and painful forehead.

If it's just one person, the three high-ranking hunters in charge of staying behind in the Yuechen stronghold all feel the danger, and the risk cannot be ignored.

"Actually, just a few hours ago, a letter from Gordon came from an Beast Clan, and they brought up the possibility that the Ice Dragon might drive the Wind Drifter to attack the stronghold.

In order to avoid a surprise attack, they have made a pact with the Beast Clan, who will help us keep an eye on the Frozen Canyon and warn us if something happens.

At the moment, we have not received any warning messages, but it is up to you to see your reactions.

Alas, I'm just a material manager, what do you think should be done in this situation? ”

Hayatta immediately said: "Wake up the hunters in the stronghold, strengthen patrols, and immediately arrange craftsmen to inspect bed crossbows, artillery and other weapons to ensure that they are ready to use." ”

"Lao Tzu go and get someone up!" Jean ran out in a rage.

He is not afraid of offending people, but it is better to say that he loves to do this kind of thing the most.

"I'll let me know the craftsman." The material squad leader closed the account book in front of him and stood up.

"Not enough." The master swordsman crossed his arms and muttered for a few seconds.

Suddenly, he took a big stride to the open space outside the tent at the headquarters, took out a flare and launched it into the air.

A crimson distress signal lit up the night sky above the Moon's stronghold.

(End of chapter)