【Principality of Arlan 2015】

【Savage Icefield】

Ishal struggled forward in the wind and snow, although it was extremely daylight in the polar region, the wind and snow continued, and the dark oppressive sky was whistling with a blizzard, because of the blood conflict of [impure breeding], Ishal who drove the troll pattern could still feel the cold that penetrated his body, fortunately, the special cloak would not disturb the predatory beasts around him, and could ensure the safe movement of Ishal. However, the trait cloak is still weak when it encounters a powerful beast, and the powerful beast can still quickly identify and attack Ishal. So Ishal was careful along the way, trying to avoid the interference of fierce beasts, and there were surprisingly few fierce beasts along the way, and this speed would soon reach the magic fountain of [Talon], which she knew had the most beautiful scene in the polar region, where her father had taken her there, where there were incredibly beautiful colorful flowers, some warm magic fountains, and small and low wonderful buildings, where there was a strange man in gorgeous costumes and a member of the rabbit clan. It was a fond memory of Ishal's childhood, buried in his heart, his father's smile and the kind of man he looked when he talked.

And the legends about Talon never stop.

Taloon has endless treasures and magical scrolls that make people instantly powerful. The legend of Talon is told by any race hungry for power, and exploration teams from different races are constantly attacking this fabled target. But most of them found nothing, and what they left behind in the polar regions was their bones after all.

In the frenzied wind and snow, Ishal clenched her fists, she looked at the endless white wasteland, the fire in her heart burned, "Talon, Talon"

Tervar, who had been heading north, galloped through the snow and ice with a troll pattern, he made his way through the blizzard at great speed, and the beasts along the way were caught off guard by his trampling or throwing snow, his heart was very anxious, perhaps there was no one in the world more eager to see Ishal than he was. His troll patterns covered his entire body, causing him to glow with a deep blue light, like a blue point of light moving rapidly in the white snow. He had a name in his mouth that he could never forget

"Ishal, Ishal"

Tervar is the second son of Gular, when Gular reprimanded Ishal, Tervar always stood by the side, he wanted to drag this irascible father, but he was always unable to do anything, and later, he looked at Ishal with tears in his eyes, her eyes were firmly looking at "Asar's Scepter", she stood quietly on the cliff of the sunset, her long hair fluttering, her eyebrows like stars, he watched from afar, this was the most beautiful moment he had ever seen.

At the beginning, Tevar walked hard in the howling blizzard, even if it was a very close distance, Tevar needed to spend several times the time, Tevar was the smaller of the younger generation of ice trolls, and its vigorous skills were useless at this time, the wind and snow seemed to be getting bigger and bigger, and the wind and snow stung his cheeks, and the blue skin began to become no longer cold, in order to move forward, Tevar had to unfold his troll patterns, and the blue magic patterns flowed on Tevar's body, The ancient words burst out with mysterious power, he couldn't imagine how Ishaar's weak body could resist the whipping of the wind and snow, the disadvantage of [impure breeding] was exposed at this time, and the power of Ishaar's bloodline could not withstand such a strong wind and snow. "Ishaar" Tevar shielded himself from the wind and snow with his arms, and jumped and jumped on the snowfield.

This blizzard came too abnormally, lasted for a few months and did not mean to stop, the ice that was originally exposed to the snow has long been gone, the thickness of the snow does not know how thick it is, only the original cave is in the mountains, now it is like flat land, the horror of the blizzard is far more than these, the fierce beasts in the mountains are buried under the snow and become a potential threat, and one will be dragged into the snow layer if he is not careful, and there is no place to die. Tervar's anxious heart prevented him from paying attention to the beasts lurking beneath the snow. You can only force your foot on the snow or the head of an exposed beast to step into the snow again! As long as luck and strength don't match, it will become food for beasts that have been hungry for a whole winter.

The snowfield is like a sea of fierce beasts at the moment, full of dangers.

Ishal Tervar raised his arm to block the cold wind that was already about to cut his eyes, legend has it that there was a towering Oriental castle in Talon where the powerful Eastern gods lived, and the Fountain of Magic was under his care, and on the last migration, Ishar's father begged the Fountain of Magic to repair the Scepter of Saar, and this time his daughter also needed the Fountain of Magic. At that time, Ishal and himself were young, and they trained and played together in the reserve squad, but now, those days are long gone, leaving only the melancholy Tervar. Tervar understands the dangers of this trip, but Ishal should be more in need of protection.

Tervar blatantly galloped on the snowfield full of fierce beasts naturally attracted the fierce beast, he stepped on the head or limbs of the fierce beast, and rushed out a few meters away with an arrow step, the blessing of the troll pattern made him not afraid of any fierce beast known for its strength, and the huge size of the fierce beast rushed out of the snow layer to expose the huge ice pick that had been formed on the ice field, "bang" Tval stepped on the ice pick and kicked on the body of the fierce beast, making the fierce beast [ang] scream. Tervar didn't care about being happy, and jumped in the direction of [Talon] without looking back.

Turvar's speed was enough to catch up with Ishal who was moving cautiously in a short time, and just as Turvar stepped on the head of a fierce beast again, a violent tremor came and almost stumbled Tervar, [tom] a huge sound came, something terrible was approaching, the violent tremor became more and more intense, and the fierce beast under its feet also dug down the slush with its claws like a demon, it was terrified and wanted to escape, and the slush dug out was splashed everywhere, completely ignoring the aggressor who had just stepped on his head. Turvar was a little surprised, he looked back at the road, Tervar was stunned for a moment, he saw a group of fierce beasts rushing on the vast snowfield, the snow was trampled and fell everywhere, and the snowflakes flew around wildly, and the consciousness of the hunting team also made him jump out in a hurry, burying himself in the snow quickly. Motionless. Calm is like a stubborn stone in the snowfield, hiding at this time is the best way, the so-called two fists are hard to beat four hands, the ice field beast group can not be provoked is the common sense of the polar aborigines, his eyes are motionless staring at the fierce beast group trampling this way, like a hunter waiting to hunt. Strange, how is it not a single ethnic group? When the group of fierce beasts got closer, Tervar saw that this so-called group of fierce beasts was not a species, but almost all the complete types of fierce beasts on the ice field!

The tremor is still intensifying, Turvar wants to do something, but there is nothing he can do, this time the fierce beast may be more powerful than before, it is accelerating towards here at a speed that can be heard by the naked ear, the troll pattern protects Tervar's body buried in the snow, the snow buries Tervar's breath, his eyes are firmly fixed on the direction where the sound came from, [Tom] is another loud noise, a huge fierce beast was shaken out of the snow, the snow exploded in front of Terval's eyes, the huge body of the fierce beast twisted and began to run, sending out [ Kangkang] anxious fear, behind it was a group of fierce beasts as huge as it, a whole group of fierce beasts waved their powerful limbs and ran at an exaggerated speed, and a giant Ezhang chased after them behind them, they were frightened, and let out a strange cry of [ang] [hang], it turned out to be a giant Ezhang predator, this Ezhang was several times larger than the size of the group of fierce beasts that looked so small, Tewal cursed, although he had experienced the predation of huge beasts many times, But such a huge Ezhang still couldn't help but gasp. No matter how well you hide, you will inevitably be a little scared. This Ezhang waved its giant tentacles, and hit the snow layer at a very fast speed, and the snow was shattered by the huge shock and fell one after another, and the fierce beasts buried under the snow layer were shaken out one after another, and they were all on their backs, crying out in pain. Tervar is no exception, saying that it is too late and that is fast, Tervar trolls are full of lines, moving forward quickly on the exposed ice picks, stepping, kicking, swinging, and running almost side by side like other fierce beasts, Tervar is still difficult to escape from the attack range of the giant Ezhang, and the Ezhang tentacles flying from the flanks make Tevar have to force himself into the snow to dodge, and in an instant, Tervar was shocked by Ezhang again, and there is nothing to hide. Bad! A tough opponent! Tevar scolded in the face of the sudden tentacles, stopped sharply from the flank, backhanded against the huge tentacles, and pushed away the relay, and the passage of this huge pressure made Tevar's arm bleed nonstop, the barb on the tentacle slashed heavily on his arm, the blue blood slowly flowed out and the cold air produced a huge reaction, and the heat sounded beside Tevar. [Whew] another tentacle flew in, and the bright barb hit Tevar's head, and Tevar shouted, [yiya]! Tevar hurried in front of him with both arms and took the blow hard, but was thrown dozens of meters away. The sizzling of Tervar's crash grew louder. And the giant Ezhang didn't care about him anymore, as if he didn't know that this person existed, and continued to bang on the ground with his teeth and claws, and when Tevar came to his senses, the giant Ezhang had already driven a large group of fierce beasts away, Tevar sat up and was glad that he had escaped, and when he stood up and wanted to continue to Talon, he found that the giant Ezhang was on his way to Talon.

Tervar's blue blood slowly flowed out of his arm, in order to control the cold air and freeze the blood, Tervar needed to quickly gather the magical power of the troll in his body, and just as Tellar was about to open the troll pattern, he saw a strange thing, it seemed to be a figure, Tellar stared ahead in surprise, a figure in a black robe walked quickly on the fallen snow layer left by the giant Ezhang, his speed made him always close to Ezhang, as if he was driving Ezhang forward, There was a purple murderous aura on his body, and the murderous aura was like a fierce flame that made Tevar swallow in fear. Tervar was stunned by such a murderous aura, he had never seen a race that could manifest murderous aura to such a level. Look at his back, is it a human? It's incredible! Are the human powerhouses looking for Talon again? Just when Tervar was staring at the black-robed man, the black-robed man seemed to know, and turned back sharply, Tervar hurriedly bent down, buried himself in the snow and held his breath and didn't dare to make a sound, while the black-robed man tilted his head as if he was confused, and followed Ezhang and galloped away. Ezhang's fangs and claws shook the ground, and more of the fierce beasts buried in the snow were shaken out without warning, churning in the air, with their limbs facing the sky and their limbs facing the sky, revealing a frightened expression. It drove the fierce beasts, and the black-robed man drove it, rushing towards the north with great momentum. Tervar broke out in a cold sweat, he quickly hid in the snow, it took a long time to climb out, he let out a long breath, and then quickly gave birth to his own troll pattern to repair his body, the blue blood ice that had been frozen on his arm began to melt, and it ran down his arm and made a slight sizzling sound on the snow. If the black-robed people go to Talon, then the danger of Ishal is not as simple as a few simple beasts, Tervar stood up, he felt less cold, the wind and snow began to become smaller, and even had the meaning of stopping, and in the direction of Talon, the wind and snow were still rapid, and Tervar became even more uneasy. He urged the ancient lines and leaped rapidly over the layers of fallen snow left by the great Ezhang.

At this moment, Talon's twilight was like a layer of gloomy twilight, and there was a rumbling sound of violent friction of air in the distant sky, and the transparent enchantment showed layers of progressive spell ripples where it encountered violent friction, one ring after another. The enchantment is not large, surrounded by a Chinese-style ancient city, majestic city walls, golden glazed tiles and red pillars, gray boulder bricks piled up on the city wall next to a low green hill, and a silky waterfall flowing from the hill, birds and butterflies flying in the city and on the mountain, plus a bend of spring water from the sky quietly flowing, it passes through the ancient city, around the ancient city like an oriental dragon guarding the ancient city. The streets of the city were empty, but everything in the city was so different from the scene outside the barrier that it was as if a paradise had been born out of nowhere. The manic air outside the barrier brought the wind and snow to a halt, leaving only a loud rumbling noise. Under the gloomy sky, everything in the ancient city seemed to be left alone as if it were about to lose its color. A premonition of a crisis is coming.

"Dada, I can't come back this time, so you can leave here with Feng'er and take refuge in Bailing Mountain." The voice is very soft, gentle not like him. His white cloud-sleeved long robe was neatly attached to his body, and the green crystalline jade pendant was held tightly by him, and he stood at the window with a slight frown, his star-like black eyes faintly looking at the magic spring floating beside him. "That's it, the only thing I'm worried about is Feng'er." His name is Ning Ji, and he is the master of this city, the guardian of this city, and this city is called [Huazhou] also known as [Talon]. Feng'er is a baby who has been sleeping for several years.

"Sir!" A slender young man with rabbit ears stood quietly behind him, and took a step forward as he spoke.

"Dada, you know how important Feng'er is to human beings, don't say more, go make me a cup of tea, I haven't drunk Oriental tea for a long time" He waved his hand and even moved so lightly.

"Yes"

The rabbit tribe named Dada retreated unwillingly, his eyes glistened with tears, and he held back the tears.

Ning Ji looked at the gloomy sky outside the window, as if he was talking to himself: "If this is my fate, I will definitely go all out!" His voice was still soft, but so firm. He looked at the sword in his hand in the cloud sheath, his eyes were foggy, the sword hummed, the air began to quiet, and the snow on Talon stopped.

At this moment, a thin figure stood outside the barrier, the loud sound did not frighten her at all, she held her injured arm through the rippling barrier, as if a guest from afar walked straight towards the vermilion gate, and the bright red blood dripped on the long-lost yellow earth, seeping in. She was greeted by Dada, and the two disappeared into the city while talking.

Finally got rid of the torment of the polar day, Talon began the long-awaited night, the stars were skillfully arranged, and the aurora began to slowly distribute around Talon and flow slowly, leaving the world with endless beautiful reverie.

The night of Talon is accompanied by the colorful aurora borealis, which dots the surrounding white ice and snow into a paradise of brilliance that flows with time.

Under the brilliant aurora, a giant shadow stood quietly at the front of Talon's barrier, and on the shadow, the black-robed man showed a wicked smile: "[Ah, my dear Talon, I'm back again!] 】”