Frost Wings

"So Lao Tzu was affected by Chiyu?"

Bai He was dumbfounded after listening to the outline of the story, expressing his unhappiness.

This group of bald heads is really weak. Without the boss, they can't even defend their territory.

But thinking about the difference in power levels in this world, Bai Long stopped talking.

After the ghosts conducted an experiment on the half-elf boy, they informed Bai He that this boy had a positioning item on his body. Bai He glanced at this young man and felt that the test of such a righteous person was enough. As for him, he will be more firm in his belief in justice in the future. Or choose to repent and go home to honor your parents, that's not something you can manage.

Looking at the other side of the woods, the white dragon frowned slightly, turned on stealth, and continued to walk northwest.

The country in this direction is Sester. At this moment, the coalition forces are heading south, and this country has become an empty land. If you cross the trade road to the north, there will be dense forests and the environment will become more complicated.

From Bai Long's point of view, it is a good place.

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She has blue pupils and long smooth pale golden hair, like a wingless celestial creature, the armor made of cold iron is attached to her body, standing on the hills and staring, the bright sunlight sets off her slenderness 's body shape.

"Ms. Vesta." The scout showed his true face in the shadow of the tree behind her. He lifted his hood to reveal a pair of pointed ears, lowered his dark green eyes, bowed and saluted, "He doesn't seem to be here anymore."

"How's Halger?" The lady turned her head and looked at the tent behind with a hint of concern on her face.

The elf scout shook his head solemnly: "Not so good, he was hit by a lot of spell effects targeting the mind, and his mind completely collapsed. It takes a very powerful combination of spells and divine arts to save him. It's strange, if it's just to get information, Shouldn't need that much."

"That's pure torture? He's still a child." Thinking of the half-elf boy's torn pants, Ms. Vista sighed: "This dragon is really evil."

"The point is, I want to ask a question, Ms. Vesta, I'm really curious about Ms. Vesta..." The black-haired ranger squatting on the top of the mountain frowned, holding a grass in his mouth, his hands hanging casually Holding a longbow, he kept staring at Vesta until she turned her head, and said in a gruff voice: "How did he learn so many spells? He is like a young man. The white dragon is much thinner than the ordinary young white dragon. Where does a damned young white dragon come from? The magic power in the white dragon's natural body is so thin and its size is very small. Power! Is my common sense wrong? It's impossible, there must be something wrong with this white dragon, are you right, Ms. Vesta?"

The sloppy, long-bearded ranger looked at Vesta expectantly, the lady's expression became stiff, and the scout covered his forehead and groaned.

"I can answer this question." The old half-elf wizard came out of the tent. He coughed twice. The injury he suffered from the scream of the soul in the morning has not yet healed. Even after rest, he still seems to be sluggish. .

"Mr. Taron Graymoon." Vesta and the scouts bowed to the half-elf wizard: "You have worked hard."

"It's not hard work, it's Adela who is hard work, she's still resting." The wizard waved his hand and continued: "Halgo is fine now, but there may be some sequelae, such as hallucinations or paranoia, for the next few months. .

I'm really surprised that this white dragon keeps his hand. If he wants to, he can simply eat Harg. At that time, only the wish technique might be able to save him, but I still don't have the ability to use the wish technique. . "

"He has mercy? Is it really a white dragon? I can't believe he is the real Ms. Vesta. White dragons don't have this habit." The ranger murmured with his eyes straight.

"Roxon, you should learn to finish with a period if you can finish it with a period, and don't interrupt others." The scout interrupted displeasedly.

"Sorry, Mr. Thorin, I'm just describing my problem and expressing the incredible feelings in my heart by the way. Do you mean Ms. Vesta?"

"You really should learn to keep a long story short and talk about Roxon." Vesta glanced at the ranger unpleasantly, then turned to the wizard: "Mr. Gray Moon, do you think you know where he came from?"

"Yes, when I occupied the research institute in the town, I used the ritual of knowing legends and spiritual vision to investigate the past of this institute, and I got some interesting news." Taron Gray Moon said: "This The Institute used to belong to Claure Tharn, and you should have heard that name, Ms. Vesta."

"Of course we have heard of it." Ms. Vesta showed a displeased look on her face, her originally snow-white face was a little red: "Lucky Crawley, the governor of the northern province of Saarland, and also the northern line of Saarland. The deputy commander of the legion, the sixth seat of the Red Warlock Society Conjuration School Branch, his actual strength far exceeds his position, and some people say that he is the most talented wizard of the Red Warlock Society after Solandron. Many of my friends died in On him and his minions."

"Then you should also know that when he was young, he entered Yaba by chance because of some karma, and received basic education there."

"Of course I know." Speaking of Yaba, Ms. Vesta's expression became very strange: "It's Yaba again, alas~ they have filled Antas with too much chaos in the past few hundred years."

"That's the organization under His Majesty Shuna, and you know his teachings." Taron Gray Moon rubbed his eyes in distress, looking very helpless: "They've always been like this."

"Your Majesty Shuna, I always think that if he does this, something big will happen sooner or later." Ms. Vista shook her head irritably: "Yachi, is that dragon related to Yasu?"

"Yes, that's right, this dragon is a mutated white dragon. Three years ago, he suddenly made up his mind to embark on the path of the wizard, and Yaba led him to Claure Sarn." Taron Gray Moon said: " Claure Sarne seems to have been having some problems with the apprentice, this dragon disappeared more than two years ago, and I didn't expect it to appear again yesterday..."

"So it makes sense that he can cast spells." Vesta narrowed her eyes: "And... it really doesn't look like an ordinary white dragon."

"The man has been found, what should we do now?" Thorin asked.

"Let Treg send Harger back first." Vesta stood up with the long sword at her waist, tightened the buckle on the collar of the armor, glanced into the distance, frowned slightly and made a decision : "This dragon, we must chase it!"

"Huh?" Thorin looked confused.

"No matter what is special about this dragon, or what he thinks about this war, we must control him! He is likely to become a destabilizing factor, no matter how weak his strength..." Vesta The lady remembered what happened in the early morning and shook her head: "No, his power is already very strong, that kind of ghost power and dark magic, so we have to figure out everything about him, and figure out how much evil he has done for these powers. Okay. Besides, he committed a crime against Harger and must be punished! This is for justice!"

"That's right, for justice." Thorin looked pious, he nodded: "This has always been the purpose of the alliance."

Taron Graymoon also touched his beard and nodded: "Well, it does need to be investigated, including his addiction to the law and those powerful ghosts."

"We will act after Adela's prayer. We need her magic to fight against negative energy." Vesta arranged resolutely: "Leave the task of guarding here to Treg, Roxon, have you tracked it?"

"Eh? Wait a minute, wait a moment, let me take a look. Yes, let me take a look. Ms. Miara blesses me and gives me strength..." The Ranger was stunned for a moment, then leaned over and closed his eyes, Putting his ears to the ground, he uttered a prayer in a low voice.

He connected his senses with his animal companion, an eagle soaring high in the sky. After a while, Roxon opened his eyes in confusion, rubbed the messy hair that covered his eyes, and looked towards Vesta. Shakes his head: "I have bad news for you ma'am, let me make a long story (long enough, scout mumbles), ma'am, listen to me, Nera, um my baby, that's my eagle It said...it couldn't see any large animals in the sky at all, you know it's hard for me to believe, so I went up there and found nothing..."

"Fly away?" Vesta turned to the half-elf wizard impatiently: "Sir, can you track him?"

"I'm afraid not~www.wuxiahere.com~ Taron Graymoon smiled bitterly: "I can locate creatures, but I'm not really familiar with this white dragon, so this spell can't work at all. "

"At his speed, it only takes three days to fly to the big glacier. Are we going to follow?"

"It's no problem, I can take you to teleport there." Taron Gray Moon said: "But first, you need to know where he is."

"Then only..." Vesta frowned deeply and seemed to be in deep hesitation. Her fingers were kinked, as if she really didn't want to make some decisions.

"Ms. Vesta, wait a second, you should ask my opinion about this kind of thing, you know it's very important." Ranger Roxon thought of something, his face became more ugly, and his language seemed to suddenly become concise "You're not going to find followers of 'It', are you?"

"If there is no way..." Vesta took a deep breath: "Dear Roxon, we can only go to them, at least some of its followers are reasonable, of course you can avoid it."

"There's nothing I can do." Roxon shrugged, as if he could only sigh in resignation to reality: "Go find them, preferably an acquaintance, you must be an acquaintance, but you know I won't go in there. This place, it and my master are mortal enemies, yes, mortal enemies, I will never go in and face its shrine, I can guarantee that I will not."

"I promise I won't force you to go in, because when they hear what you say, they will be irritable and want to kill you, so we can't do anything." The lady glanced at Roxon and said rather weakly.

"Ma'am, if we want to find them, we have to speed up." The scout's expression was solemn: "I wonder if it will be harder to find than that dragon."

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