The sky was as dark as ink, and the roar like a beast's roar was faint. The snow monster leaning on the cave wall quietly stared at the young demon fox who was poorly equipped and whose strength was definitely not higher than the fourth level. At this time, the young demon fox was exerting all his strength. Grinding herbs, according to him, he is one of the most talented people in potions among the nearby city-states.
The snow monster knew that the young demon fox was lying, but he did not expose it. The snow monster knew better where this place was... but he did not want to leave yet.
As if reciting from a script, the snow monster smiled and asked the question he had asked before: "Why did you save me?"
He pointed to the giant owl mark of Melias on his chest: "You hate it, don't you?"
The young demon fox was still making medicine, but his voice was a little distorted, like a drowning person, with bubbles gushing one after another.
"Of course, when I saw the mark on your body, I hesitated for a while whether to kill you."
"You should be glad you didn't do this." The snow monster choked out.
The outline of the demon fox young man's body began to blur, and the dark shadow slowly struggled out of his body, and the ink-like claws poked out, making him look like a stitched monster spliced together after a puppet master failed to vent his temper. The vicious and twisted face appeared on the fur, hazy like mist, looming, and at a certain moment, the snow monster seemed to be able to see itself.
With tears in his eyes, the snow monster stared at the increasingly indescribable monster and was still having a conversation.
And the other party did respond, with a sharp and harsh voice.
"I shouldn't have done that, you can't die. You who are so powerful should take up arms and deal with those terrible monsters. They took away my land and killed my people... Many people died, not just humans. .”
"This is our common home. You serve the empire, but you are also children of this land. Just like us...you also have a home, right?"
Talking about land to a siren, if it were in the past, the snow monster would mockingly laugh at his stupidity, but at this moment...he burst into tears.
"Thank you...at least for reminding me of things I can't remember."
Before the young man who had completely transformed into black mist swallowed him up, the snow monster pulled out a spear out of thin air and pierced the monster's chest. As the black smoke dissipated, the snow monster opened his eyes with a splitting headache.
Countless pictures flashed in his mind, the lights and shadows of people and objects were rolling and spinning, and the strong nausea almost tore the snow monster's sanity to pieces, and his hands had already sunk into the trunk of the tree.
He was soaked.
Just by guiding it to the shore, the snow monster illuminated by purple light fell into long-term hallucinations and chaos.
The immersion time was not long, which allowed him with a strong consciousness to distinguish between illusion and reality, but the things in his memories made him unable to help but sink into it.
Having a long life, knowing more knowledge, and seeing more people and things does not make the snow monster happy - he can't remember many people's faces.
Even though I often recalled them, those pictures began to become mottled inadvertently, like a missing piece of a puzzle that could never be found again.
In that brief hallucination, dip dye made him recall many, many memories.
Walking aimlessly on the land of the North, the snow monster suddenly sensed the aura of battle in the distance.
He approached in surprise and found that this was a team of seven, consisting of two humans, a rabbit-eared tribe, a cat-eared tribe, a werewolf, and two elves.
The agile cat-eared and rabbit-eared warriors seduced the infected monsters in the distance - they seemed to have tested the maximum distance at which the infection could affect their thoughts, and they could always return safely without being affected.
The werewolf's powerful explosiveness made him the best javelin thrower, and the sharpened wood exerted the effect of ice picks in his hands.
The two elves communicated with the trees, causing the roots in the ground to surge, protecting the two companions who were constantly pulling and infecting.
The two human magicians from Solon took advantage of this moment to sing softly, and the earth magic that complemented the elves perfectly pierced the pursuing dip.
The appearance of the snow monster made the seven people alert. The elf summoned a bird and approached the snow monster.
The group of seven breathed a sigh of relief as they saw the birds circling happily around the snow monster.
"This armor of yours...is it a knight from that northern city-state?" The human magician took a step forward. "Now the northern territory seems to have been completely occupied. There are no large strongholds to go to. Do you want to join us?"
The snow monster was stunned for a moment, and there was already a smile on his face under the helmet.
"Join? Do you know what they are?"
"Elf friends explained to us the impregnated spirit, the disaster that ravaged this land five hundred years ago."
"You think that you alone can deal with these monsters, but what you have now dealt with are just some small characters with weak power. Even the eighth level of true Dip would tremble with fear!"
"I don't understand what you are saying. I only know that this land has raised me and is my home, and...if we don't stop it, more races will feel the pain of losing our home. Someone has to do something. , then let’s start from me.”
The snow monster laughed loudly: "Seven people, five races, do you really feel safe cooperating with foreign races?"
The two elves quickly protected the magician behind them and stared at the snow monster indifferently.
"You can leave if you don't want to cooperate. The road to Solon is over there." The elf said coldly, "We don't know what a foreign race is. We only have companions who fight side by side here."
The snow monster was silent, and the group of seven did not dare to act rashly. They all felt the magic power rising from the body of the snow monster.
Like...a volcano about to erupt.
The two human magicians tugged at their companion's sleeves: "His magic...is better than any magician I have ever seen..."
The two dizzy magicians could no longer speak.
The tsunami that was about to swallow everyone faded away in an instant, and the snow monster casually touched the armor. This action prompted the werewolf to warn: "If you don't want to be penetrated by a spear, you'd better take your hand out gently."
With a wave of the snow monster's hand, the werewolf was blown up and crashed into the nearest tree.
The moment the Seven were about to attack, the snow monster dropped a scroll.
"I once saw six stupid people and an equally brainless dragon... You are very different from them... but somewhat similar." The snow monster hesitated for a while, "It was rare to be sentimental for a moment."
"Idiots, leave quickly. The real monster has not yet fully recovered. It is half-kneeling in the Blue Helmet City in silence. What you see now is just a product of its half-asleep and half-awake whispers... A noble and pure person who works hard to live should not die so early."
The group of seven looked at each other. They didn't know how the snow monster left. After the diffuse white mist dispersed, his figure disappeared, leaving only the scroll on the ground to prove that what just happened was true.
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Dawn collar.
"According to what you said, there will be no results from the meeting at all, right? There are many conflicts among the major races and they don't trust each other. Going deep into Solon to assist in the away battle is all unknown... Is it possible that Mera will finally be cleaned up?"
Sigrid was very uneasy. The more she read history, the more she understood the pessimism of Lu Yu and others.
Unless absolutely necessary, no one is willing to take the initiative to give up his own interests. Everyone is waiting for others to cut their flesh first.
The giant dragon clan is arrogant and takes the initiative to die, and its "end" has been witnessed by all clans with their own eyes...
Nowadays, humans are the strongest among all races in Mera. According to the script of the year, the four major countries should be the first to attack, but now the four major countries may not be able to reach an agreement with each other...
"It's not impossible." Lu Yu, who was squeezing juice from the slime, stopped. After feeding Lulu a cup, and Lulu smiled like a flower, he turned around and faced Sigrid.
"Such an incident happened in my hometown..."
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"No one said not to resist the infestation. We all know the terror of the infestation spirit. Unity is naturally the only way to defeat it, but it also depends on how to unite."
In the Glorious Council Hall, an elf lord from the Lookout Forest Elf Territory faced the Solon representative and expressed his views expressionlessly.
The four major kingdoms were all sitting together, and the representative of Sligo was naturally caught by the Elf Lord's gaze, so he asked without hesitation: "Do we also need to 'see' unity?"
"I think it is indeed necessary." The Elf Lord said, "Who should we unite around, to what extent we should unite, and whose command we should obey after uniting... All these need to be discussed in detail."
"By the time the discussion comes out, Mera will be everywhere!" Representative Solon reminded with suppressed anger.
"How can we work together to deal with the infection if we can't come up with the discussion?" The person who spoke was not the elf lord, but a representative of the dominant vampire race from the south of the Fengfei Mountains.
The representative of the blood race walked to the center of the meeting hall and stood in the eyes of everyone. He said loudly: "The dip is now only raging in Solon. It did not bloom suddenly like the last time. The tribes of Mela fell instantly. "
The representative of the blood clan looked around the crowd, and finally his eyes fell on the leaders of the four major nations: "The four major nations are at the height of their power. I think the four major nations should resist first and give each clan enough time to discuss. You also know that we also need to convince the people in the country. "
The leaders of various ethnic groups who were sitting on the side of the meeting hall and listening also looked at Dwek. They nodded one after another, actually thinking that this proposal was feasible.
If he didn't care about face, Dwek would have slapped the table and angrily scolded these short-sighted guys.
If Solon is unable to withstand it, the amount of contamination from the impregnated spirit will be enough to sweep across the entire Mela.
This is a crisis for the entire Mela, and at this moment, the leaders of all ethnic groups have obviously given instructions to their representatives to stand aside.
And the few races that expressed their views on advancing and retreating together with Solon were all affiliated with the four major countries.
After being glanced at by Ravennis, the representatives of Codezon stood up and argued their interests with each race. However, although the leaders of the major races were moved, they did not open their mouths.
In this awkward scene where the atmosphere was stiff, like a one-man show by the four major powers, a sudden voice broke in.
"Melias collapsed and the four great kingdoms rose. Many of you were not able to get your share of the giant owl's body. Now that yesterday has reappeared, you want to wait for us to fall down like the giant owl so that you can have a good meal, right? ?”
He kept saying nothing, and all eyes suddenly focused on the man who was hugging the maid, kissing and hugging her.
The meeting went on for two days, and Noel also flirted with his maid for two days. On the topic of dealing with the impregnated spirit, he always answered "right".
Just when everyone thought he would drown in the maid's arms today, fall asleep like a child and not wake up until the meeting was over, he said something that no one could ignore.
The diplomatic representatives in Sligo were sweating profusely. They wanted to smooth things over for their emperor, but it was obvious that Noel would not give them this chance.
What everyone knows well is not suitable to be put on the table. Noel has obviously exposed the little thoughts of various tribes. Maybe they think this is an excellent layout?
But it doesn’t matter.
Noel stood up and walked around in front of dozens of alien leaders with a smile on his face: "They didn't say anything. It seems I was right."
"The Dragon Clan, which once played a huge role in the Dilution, did not participate in the meeting this time. The great Emperor Noel of Sligo, aren't you curious why?"
The Siren representative from Haldadan Sea sneered and spoke. His eyes swept over the other people around him, and a burst of snickering broke out.
Noel seemed to have found a lot of fun. He quickly walked to the Kraken representative and said, "You are always talking about him, and you are not the only one who is trying to make history. You are not the only one who can do this, but I don't bother to play this trick."
"Slay the dragons. Indeed, there have been dragon-slaying celebrations since the founding of Sligo, but don't forget that as early as the first attack of the impregnated spirits, we humans were not the only ones who suggested burying the dragons."
"Sligo has always been known as the Dragon Slayer. I admit this. I want to change but am unable to change. This is because we, the Noel royal family, are incompetent... But are you really that clean?"
"The blood of Antosol, the fall of the dragons, and the dragon clan's fiasco. Who provided the information, who deceived the dragon clan in the name of friends, and who personally led the people after the two dragons fell, incited and organized the second Massacre?"
"Don't think that you have carried out killings in the name of Sligo's Dragon Slaying Celebration. In the end, the matter of smearing Sligo is over. You have more blood on your hands than we in Sligo. It's just that you are shameless enough to hide it." It has to be good enough!”
The Siren’s representative was not very proud. Noel didn’t seem to mention him by name, but in fact he had already scolded the whole family in the Siren’s face.
"Stop rambling. There are no giant dragons here today. If you want to talk, let's talk about impregnated spirits!" The Forest Elf, who also had an unfazed expression on his face, quickly changed the subject.
The corner of Noel's mouth raised: "Okay, let's talk about the impregnated spirit."
"I am a person who prefers to use simple and crude methods to solve problems, so..."
The Sligo representative threw himself at Noel's feet, one hugging his feet and the other around his waist, begging him to stop.
Noel ignored it and dropped a...nuclear bomb on the entire Glorious Chamber in a calm tone!
"I don't care about others. If my Sligo is contaminated by the dipped spirit, I will ask the summoners to find a way to put the dipped spirit on the territory of each of your tribes."
"If I die, then no one else will live."
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