Frost Wings

In the spacious bathroom, Bai He leaned his entire body in the middle of the pool, silently recalling the information from Tylu's mind in his mind.

The meaning of destroying the spiritual defense line is not entirely to extract confessions or create a sense of fear. For a wizard like Baihe, the destruction of the spiritual defense line can make some of his spells easier to succeed, such as memory reading.

Tylu Cobden was shivering in the corner of the bathroom, as if she had been raped eighteen or nine times, staring at the white river with only a tuft of white hair in the distance with a look of extreme collapse and fear.

Bai Long didn't care about her, but concentrated on a piece of news that was more critical to her.

Ancient witchcraft.

The secret base of the Cobden family hides the witchcraft of the ancient races.

Bai Long pondered secretly, according to the information provided by Tylu, the upper limit of this ancient time can be raised to nearly 15,000 years ago. At this point in time, there is no detailed and real historical data that can prove the historical truth. The elves that record history and have a long life are also species that came from other material worlds 10,000 years ago.

Baihe has a strong curiosity about ancient witchcraft.

For arcane researchers, the so-called 'secret book' actually exists.

Needless to say, for a low-level wizard, the spellbooks of other wizards are not based on a cheat book, providing the base spell of the spell, the way to compress the spell, and even simplify the activation spell, as long as the ability allows, all of this can be done. Help a wizard master new spells quickly.

For a guy of Baihe's level, an eighth or ninth-level spell record is even more so.

Spells of this level, even just a spell scroll can sell for an astronomical price, excluding the value of the spell itself, the special ink and scroll paper are very expensive.

Although most worlds are advancing with the times, and things of the previous generation are not necessarily good, but considering the scarcity of high-level magic materials and the unique power generated by the relatively primitive magic environment of that era, the value of these ancient witchcraft Obvious.

Bai He couldn't help but feel a little itchy.

"Um……"

He stood up and looked at Tylu, his eyes narrowed slightly.

But Tylu jumped up like a frightened rabbit. She shouted and kept kicking her legs, shrinking tightly into the corner as Bai He approached: "Don't come here! Don't! Please!"

"Why are you so nervous? Miss Tylu, I'm thinking about your 'deal'." Bai He laughed.

This smile was extremely terrifying in Tylu's eyes: "No, you are a devil, we have nothing to trade!"

Bai He's expression became serious: "Don't talk too much, Ms. Cobden, you don't want to take your power back? Or do you want to be loyal to me in this mine for life?"

Tylu Cobden shuddered, she looked at Baihe, her originally fearful, vicious, hysterical eyes became vigilant: "You, what do you want?"

"I don't want much." Bai He smiled: "As you can see, I'm a wizard, and I'm only interested in the ancient magic of your family."

Looking at Tilu's obviously relieved expression, he added, "Of course, there is one more condition."

Tyrol Cobden was nervous.

"...This cold iron mine, I need a lot of miners, sales, um, and enough concealment." Baihe asked: "Don't tell me your family can't do it."

"It's that simple?" Tylo Cobden widened her eyes in surprise.

"Although I am evil, I am not too greedy. This is one of my few advantages." Bai He laughed, and a beam of teleportation light disappeared in place.

Tilu looked gloomy and uncertain. She was sure that what this mysterious necromancer wanted from her was much more than just such a cheap reward - of course building a secret cold iron mine on the Great Glacier was not a problem, the family The few spell books in the secret collection that few people have read for thousands of years are not essential treasures in her eyes. This terrifying necromancer obviously has other plans.

Even if his requirements were really only so much, Tylu could easily realize that once this relationship was established, the content of future transactions would definitely not be so simple.

Even so, she had no objection. The calm mind made it easy for Tylu Cobden to realize that she had nothing now. As long as she was able to retake the family alive, no matter what she lost, it would not be a bad business, not to mention the other party asking for a price. not tall.

"It's better to be fearful, easy to love, and hard to love than to be kind, tsk~ it really is the truth, the truth." Back in the main living room above the Winterfell Mine, Baihe observed Tilu in the large bathroom. I couldn't help but nodded slightly: "The asking price is so low, it is very difficult for her to betray me because of the fear in her heart because of the motivation in her heart. Next, she will show her some strength to further enhance this sense of fear, and then give her whatever she wants. A little benefit, um, a shaking M has been successfully trained like this."

Bai He summed up the practical experience of "Shaking M Training Dafa", complacent, boasting, and very proud.

Command the army to conquer the city and occupy the vast wasteland south of the glacier and the glacier. On the other hand, configure puppet forces and agents among the human beings in the south to strengthen the connection with the outside world. One hand is military expedition, the other hand is foreign trade, the left hand sticks the stick and the right hand silver, the big glacier Raiders are promising, well, promising.

Bai Long closed his eyes and dreamed of the Spring and Autumn Dream, but Sif was a little strange:

"It's better to be fearful than to be kind, Mr. Long, whose theory is this? Sounds good... cruel."

"Machiavelli, you definitely don't know him." Bai He said: "He wrote a pamphlet, which is especially suitable for people with secondary diseases to complete a quick introduction to politics."

"What is the second disease, Mr. Long?" Sif tilted her head, her eyes full of question marks.

"Have you seen me?" Bai He raised his wings and said with a poss: "Benlong is a typical middle-aged patient, do you understand?"

"Huh?" Sif seemed to understand but blinked her eyes cutely.

"Master Bad Dragon!" Sena suddenly opened the door and walked in: "Master Bad Dragon, Miss Simpaxia is here."

"Simpasia!?" Bai He opened his eyes, a strange expression suddenly appeared on his face, spread his wings and flew out of the wide portal.

Since re-establishing contact with Da Xiao Crystal Dragon, Simpaxia's visit has become a daily routine in the White Dragon's lair. Simpaxia is obviously full of curiosity about Baihe, a strange and related white dragon. , She didn't know the power of the white dragon very well, but she knew that the white dragon had extremely strong magical power. Obviously, Baihe, who left the glacier to pursue magical power, had already made great achievements, even his mother. It can be easily defeated, which shows that the power of this white dragon far exceeds that of ordinary adult dragons.

Bai Long's recent silent big moves surprised Simpaxia. Due to the closed environment of the Great Glacier itself and the loose and autistic social organization of the Frost Giant, and the fact that Baihe has done a good job, the news has not even been announced yet. It spread to the nearest Frost Giant Tribe, but it couldn't hide it from Simpasia, who had been running back and forth.

This shocked her secretly. The power of this white dragon is so powerful that it has already begun to succumb to the evil dragon instinct in her heart and start to plunder and expand?

This didn't make her feel uncomfortable. The instinct of dragons is to occupy more property and a larger territory, and Baihe's actions seem to her to be no problem - even the so-called 'good' metal dragons, who have After gaining enough power, he will actively expand his own power; as a white dragon, Bai He's behavior can't be more normal.

Simpaxia was just very curious, how powerful is this white dragon to be able to raze a tribe of frost giants to the ground overnight?

Among the crystal dragon ancestors she belongs to, only a few ancient dragons can do this.

Could his power be comparable to Gu Long?

She was thinking wildly, Baihe had already flown out, this is a mountain close to 'Winter City', Simpaxia watched Baihe fly over with a huge body compared to her, and she was a little nervous for a while, because the white dragon's His face was not good-looking.

"Osur, you don't seem to be in a good mood."

Simpathia watched him fall, and although she wasn't too scared, she still asked cautiously.

"Of course not, Teacher Simpaxia." Baihe stared at the little crystal dragon, which was only a quarter of his size, in a strange tone: "Can you explain what your grandfather added to Erha's enlightenment technique? As a condiment, why did he become like this?"

"Hey? What's wrong with Erha?" Simpaxia blinked strangely: "He's very smart."

"I didn't say whether he was smart or not." When Bai He mentioned this matter, he felt a little bit of anger.

When Erha first got his hands on it, Baihe just thought that the silly boy was a little more upright, but his intelligence was not bad. It can be seen that the old crystal dragon did have two brushes, but soon Baihe felt that something was wrong.

Er Ha lives in the experimental area, and can often see the scene of the experimental subjects crying miserably under various experiments, which makes him constantly protest against Bai He, thinking that this kind of thing is 'too cruel'.

When Bai He heard this kind of feedback, he almost had an auditory hallucination because of himself.

When would a creature like the White Dragon accuse others of being 'cruel'?

Could it be that growing up in a crystal dragon's den gave this child a mental illness?

This weird feeling reached its peak when Erha witnessed the scene where the Frost Giant Tribe was slaughtered~www.wuxiahere.com~ Erha trembled and accused Baihe, which showed the huge fear in his heart. Still give Baihe 'evil, brutal, vicious tyrant, murderer and predator' this is full of critical evaluation

This justifiable accusation caused Baihe's brain to shut down for a long time. He observed Erha for a period of time and let the institute concoct several test papers for faction tendency. His 'chaotic evil' test questions, when it was Erha's turn, all turned into the glittering 'lawful goodness' that blinded the white river dog's eyes.

Bai He, who had a stomachache, pondered for a long time, but he could only push the reason to the enlightenment technique.

"Oh, that's right." Simpaxia knew what Bai He meant, and suddenly said: "My grandfather, um, he thought Bai Long's thinking mode was too crude and uncivilized, so he used it when constructing the enlightenment ceremony. Yinlong's mental model, well, he thinks it makes Erha look less savage."

"Put Yinlong's thinking pattern into Bailong's head, is your grandfather crazy?" The messy feeling in the wind made Baihe's face twitch, and he couldn't help complaining: "At least he is also An odd one."