Deep underground in the City of Frost, a man with white hair and white beard walked out of the ice cave.
"The agreement is finally terminated!" Frod was so excited that he almost roared to the sky.
He made a deal with the Evil God, and although he got what he wanted, he was still fooled in the end, and his body melted into the ice, turning into an immortal iceman.
Now that the Evil God has gotten the body he wanted, the agreement has finally been completed, and Frode is finally free.
Suppressing the excitement in his heart, Frode walked out of the ice cave immediately. The moment he saw the sky and the sun, he narrowed his eyes. The long-lost sun made him almost cry with excitement.
"How many years...how many years...I'm finally back...I, Frod...can finally stand on the top of the earth again..." Frod suppressed the excitement in his heart and murmured in a trembling voice. Talk to yourself.
"Father...you...you..." Gaiman couldn't believe his eyes when he saw Frode.
Gaiman led people back to Frost City just to ask Frode about this matter as soon as possible. But now that Frode has recovered his body and walked out of the ice cave, there is no need to ask anymore. I also knew that what the masked man said couldn't be wrong.
"Gaiman, where is Lan Shi? Has he come back?" Frode saw Gaiman and immediately grabbed his arm and asked.
"Back...the masked man chose Zhou Wen..." Gaiman said with a complicated expression.
Lan Shi would not die, so he was naturally very happy, but as a price, Zhou Wen sacrificed his life. Frode wanted to be happy, but he couldn't. Frode's approach was actually different from his philosophy.
"I knew that guy would definitely choose Zhou Wen. That's good. That's good. Lan Shi is saved and I am free again. This is a big happy event for our family. Let's prepare wine. I want to drink... ” Frode became even more excited.
Gaiman thought for a while and sighed: "Father, Zhou Wen said that he is a person with clear grudges and he will come to you."
Frode laughed: "Come to see me? I'm afraid it will be in the next life. He has no idea how terrifying that weird god is. Even the top human beings are like ants in front of the weird god. The God of Creation only needs a thought to kill as many as he wants. Although Zhou Wen is indeed very strong, he is still far from that level, or in other words, it is a power that humans simply cannot match."
"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore and go prepare wine. I haven't tasted wine for many years. Now I have finally recovered my body and saved Lan Shi. I want to celebrate today." Frode Thinking of the aroma of wine, my whole body felt a little dizzy, and my saliva kept secreting.
After he turned into an iceman, he had no sense of taste and could not eat. He was always trapped in an ice cave. The only area he could move was an ice cave.
Although relatives would visit him occasionally, the feeling was still unbearable, almost maddening.
Frode himself was an alcoholic, and he had endured it for so many years, and now he just wanted to have a good drink.
As for Zhou Wen, that is no longer within the scope of his consideration. Anyway, Zhou Wen is not his descendant, so he will die if he dies.
Gaiman sighed secretly in his heart, said nothing more, and went to prepare food and drinks for Frode. After all, Frode's survival was indeed a good thing for the Ultimate Family.
"Zhou Wen...it's such a pity..." Gaiman shook his head secretly.
In that situation, Zhou Wen could still think of saving Lan Shi. Gaiman felt that Lan Shi was lucky to have made such a friend.
Gaiman ordered people to prepare the best wine and food for Frode, and also arranged for the core members of the family to meet him.
Because the news of Frod's resurrection still needs to be kept secret, we can't tell everyone in the Ultimate Family about Frod's resurrection. We just let a few core members know about it first.
Frode sat at the table and watched various barbecued meats and fish being served. His gastric juices were secreted crazily, almost melting his entire stomach.
"Where's the wine? I want wine, bring it over quickly." Frode shouted.
"Here it comes." Gaiman brought over his collection of spirits.
"This is the taste, this is the taste. After so many years, I can finally drink it again." Frode took the wine and immediately opened it and smelled it. Before he drank it, the smell of the wine made him almost drunk with happiness. .
"Where's Lan Shi? Why didn't you see Lan Shi?" Frode was about to drink when he suddenly thought of Lan Shi. Lan Shi was his most valued descendant. Lan Shi should also be present when he was happy.
"Lan Shi was slightly injured and is resting." Gaiman did not mention that Lan Shi refused to leave and wanted to sacrifice her life to Zhou Wen.
It's rare for Frod to be so happy, and Zhou Wen is already dead. Lan Shi should be able to think about it sooner or later, and there is no need to make Frod unhappy at this time.
"Is the injury serious?" Frode asked with a frown.
"It's okay, just rest for half a day and you'll be fine," Gaiman said.
"That's good." Smelling the aroma of barbecue and wine, Frode was already so greedy that he couldn't wait any longer. He stopped hesitating immediately and took the bottle of wine. He couldn't wait to pour it out and just poured it out. I want to pour it into my mouth from the bottle.
"Today is the day when I, Froed, will be reincarnated as a human..." Frod was extremely happy, but suddenly he felt that the wine bottle in his hand was pulled by a huge force, and it fell out of his hand, allowing him to open his hand. Mouth, not even a drop of wine tasted.
"Who is it?" Frode was extremely angry, slapped his hand on the table, and stared over.
But when he looked over, Frode's eyes widened, his pupils shrank, and his body trembled violently.
Gaiman and others also turned to look. At this glance, Gaiman screamed: "Zhou Wen... you... you are not dead..."
Zhou Wen was holding the wine bottle in Frode's hand and stood in front of the door with a calm look on his face.
"The God of Deception... you are the God of Deception, right? It seems that you have been reborn. Congratulations to you..." Frode stood up, changed his smiling face, and saluted Zhou Wen.
He naturally thought that Zhou Wen's body was already possessed by the evil god.
Gaiman suddenly realized this and looked at Zhou Wen carefully, feeling a pity in his heart.
Zhou Wen did not look at the respectful Frode. He looked at Gaiman and said, "If I asked you to bring it to Frode, did you bring it to him?"
"I have conveyed all your words to my father. Your previous agreement with him has been completed..." Gaiman said.
"Those are not my words." Zhou Wen said.
"This is what you asked me to..." Gaiman wanted to say something else, but a thought suddenly flashed through his mind. Although even he himself could not believe that such a thing would happen, thinking that it was simply a delusion, but looking at Zhou Wen couldn't help but have this idea pop up.
