Roar......

A majestic roar passed through the vast snowfield and reached Rod's ears.

The air and snow were cold all around, the temperature was so low that everything froze, the leaves hung upside down on the branches like ice crystals, and the howling north wind kept sweeping over the forest like a ghostly howl.

Spirit Bear...... Spirit Bear is calling him again......

This is the third time that Rhodes has dreamed of the spirit of the white bear, and he knows that he is in a dream, however, he can't get out...... The surrounding environment is so real, it is not an illusory existence, but has a sense of touch, sight, smell and hearing. The snow under your feet is so deep and heavy.

Rhodes doesn't remember ever being here, it's not Blackhammer, it's not the Black Forest, it's not Kislev and the Empire. It's a strange place.

However, every time you dream of a white bear spirit, something always happens. The last time I dreamed of it, the beastmen were besieging the city...... Rhodes knew that there would be a reason for it this time, but what the reason was, it is not yet known.

He kept walking along the forest path, in the direction where the sound was coming from.

The snow was falling heavier and heavier, damp and heavy, and Rhodes felt his eyelashes covered in snowflakes. The stubble also formed a layer of hoarfrost. The cold seemed to make it difficult for him to breathe......

There are no animals here, and the plants are frozen to frost. It is impossible to imagine how plants and animals grow in such a cold climate......

The voice was still ringing, it seemed far away, but it had an irresistible magic.

For days, Rhodes dreamed the same dream. In his dreams, he walked in the snow and in the boundless forest, however, when he woke up, the real world was summer.

At first, the dream lasted for a short time, but later it became longer and longer...... Moreover, in the dream world, his physical strength is also consumed, so every morning when he wakes up, he feels exhausted.

No more...... The white bear is calling to me.

Finally, on the fifth day, Rhodes no longer hesitated and no longer followed the large army south to return to Blackhammer Castle. He knew he had a mission. That dream made sense, and it guided itself in a certain direction, and it seemed to be—the Troll Mountains.

"Brothers, I know you can't understand my actions, but I have to. There is a very important thing waiting for me to complete, and if I don't finish it, I won't be able to sleep, my soul will come out of my shell, and I will be like a walking corpse every day. So, I had to go and get it done. ”

"What kind of mission is it?"

In the early morning of the fifth day, Rhodes said goodbye to everyone and prepared to embark on a journey north to pursue his dreams. However, the men were clearly puzzled, they had just won a victory. This is the time to show glory, and at such a time, their leader has to go alone to pursue his dreams? Ironpaw immediately asked, if he could, he would follow his lord north to protect him. At least have a companion.

Rod's answer, however, was no.

"Difficult task. ”

"We're with you. ”

"No, this task can only be done by myself. You can't help me. ”

Rod's deep voice echoed through the air. Everyone heard it clearly, but they were all suspicious. They still can't understand it. Why should their leader go on an adventure alone.

"Why?"

Celta asked.

"Because this dream belongs to me alone, and it wants me to go to it, alone. It's a trial. ”

Rod replied in a low voice. The crowd suddenly fell silent, if it was a trial, they really couldn't help their lord. It was a test of the gods for mortals.

Only the strongest warriors can pass the trial. If you succeed, the strength in all aspects will be raised to a higher level, and if you fail, you will fail forever, and you won't even be able to find the body.

It's just that the trial is, Rod himself doesn't know, he must follow his inner voice, follow the call of the bear spirit, and go where he should be.

"Alright, brother, leave it at that. Go back to Blackhammer and tell the people there about your victory, and they will cheer you on. Share the spoils, it's our tradition. Rod commanded, "Celta, Caroline, Iron Claw, lead them back and continue training." I hope that when I get back to Blackhammer, I'll see a vibrant scene. ”

"I will, I assure you, my lord. ”

Celta raised his right hand, placed it on his chest, and swore an oath.

It was Caroline, with a look of reluctance. She liked the adventure best, but she was too far away from Kislev, and further north, it was too much. The Ice Queen learns that crossing borders, especially deep into the north, will not be tolerated. It's close to the Chaos Wasteland, and everyone knows that the whispers of the dark gods can be deceptive in the north...... It was a forbidden place for wizards.

"Okay. ”

Rod smiled reluctantly.

"You can't leave me behind, friend, it's unkind. You go hunting in the north yourself, and you don't take me with you, you know, we dwarves are much better at surviving in the wild than you humans. ”

The dwarf Bogur chimed in.

"This is not a hunt. ”

"What's that? Don't talk to me about any trials, trials are killing, take me, at least have a helper. It also gave me a glimpse of what that bear spirit looked like. ”

"No, no. ”

"Then I'll follow you secretly. ”

The dwarven butcher does not give up.

"I'll dump you. ”

Rod was seriously naughty.

"Oh~ Don't do that, I bet you won't be able to get to the Troll Mountains. Do you know how far it is from the Troll Mountains? Crossing the Dark Forest to the Frozen Forest, even if you're lucky enough to emerge from the Frozen Forest, you'll still have to face the towering Troll Mountains. The climate there is so bad you can't imagine it. Ice giants and troll kings are hovering among them, and if you come across one of them, I guarantee you won't make it back alive. ”

Bogur's expression became serious. He stared at the human in front of him, half doubt, half concern. After all, they had just gone through a vicious battle, and, as Rod said, they had just fought side by side, comrades-in-arms......

"Then I have to go, or I'll be haunted by nightmares every night. If I die, remember to praise my good name. ”

Rod joked.

"No, I will preach the praises of those who survived. ”

Bogur returned with an eyebrow raised.