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Chapter 653 Ice Spirit
one night.

ten hours.

Enough for those night owls who don't like to sleep to do things a dozen times, and enough for them to deploy their own actions. In short, on the first night of entering the script, all players don't want to sleep!

The extreme north of the human continent.

The climate here is cold, covered with ice and snow that never melts all year round, and the vigorous pines and cypresses stand in the snow-covered field, although sparse, they also form a forest.

The Far North is the habitat of a group of monsters.

The Warcraft here does not know how to use magic, but a cunning, violent, brutal and bloodthirsty beast.

They are not afraid of the severe cold and live in the mountains of icebergs, but they often run out of the extreme northern mountains and enter the territory of the Silver City State to attack the residents.

A long time ago, Warcraft was known as the pet of the ice and snow elves, and was driven by the elves to invade the human continent.

But the elves have already become legends, and who knows if these histories are true. Today's monsters are just a group of ordinary beasts that are a bit disturbing to the empire.

In the age of mysterious decline, even Warcraft has lost the spirituality they are proud of.

Roar--

In the dense forest, a monster let out an angry howl.

The hoarse roar spread far away, shattering the snow layer on the pines and cypresses, and the cold snowflakes fell on a strand of silver-white hair, and then melted.

Facing the guarded and roaring monsters ahead, the woman walking barefoot on the snow gently raised her hands, the palms of which shone like white jade in the night, cold and holy.

Staring at the gleam of light, the ferocious and sharp teeth, the ready-to-go Warcraft gradually calmed down.

It put away the ferocity on its body, and walked towards the woman in front.

The woman was covered in a white gauze dress, her skin was as smooth as jade, her snow-colored long hair was tied behind her head by a silver crown, her ears were slender and sharp, and her eyes were like the moon in the sky.

This is an ice elf, a race that only exists in legends.

She lightly stroked the wolf monster that came over obediently, then raised her foot and stepped on the beast's back, leaning slightly against the wolf's ear.

"Let's go to the Human Continent."

...

Under the moonlight.

The wolf monster was like an arrow flying from the string, shuttling through the mountains at an extremely fast speed. The woman lying on top of it looked cold and calm, and her silver eyes could not see any emotion.

When they came to the foot of the mountain, the wolf monster suddenly stopped walking when it saw the fire in front of it.

This is due to the instinctive fear of fire and the vigilance of dealing with the human army for a long time. The wolf monster did not easily approach the fire.

The ice elf looked at the continuous line of fire at the foot of the mountain, squinted slightly, and observed the human camp hidden behind the woods.

"The action is really fast. It seems that there is a powerful guy on the other side."

If it is to prevent the attack of monsters, there is no need to be so generous. This army has almost blocked the entire line to the south of the Extreme North Mountain Range.

Obviously, someone from the opposite camp expected the birth of the elves.

So the army was dispatched early to station near the Extreme North Mountain Range, just to restrict her movements.

The extreme northern mountain range is very vast, and it is certainly impossible for the human army of the Silver City-State to seal all the exits, but if she chooses to enter the human continent from other places, it will inevitably take a lot of time.

One step behind, one step behind.

The ice elf's complexion was serious, and the eyes seemed to be covered with cold frost, and the snowflakes flying around suddenly became more violent.

She touched the wolf beast under her seat, and said in a low voice, "Cute, call all your clan over here."

She doesn't take a detour.

She wants to break in!

……

Five kilometers away from the Extreme North Mountain Range.

In the human camp.

The man in silver armor sat beside the fire in the tent, with a calm expression, carefully wiping his long sword.

He seemed to be around the age of [-], with a tough face and sharp eyebrows. Although his skin was very rough and there were many frostbite marks on his face, it gave him a sharp and ruthless aura.

The man is the Silver Duke of the Silver City-State. His family has been stationed in the extreme north for generations, and the title of honorable Duke is hereditary.

The only requirement of the empire is to always be stationed in the extreme north.

Ever since his grandfather, people in the position of the Duke of Silver have never entered the capital, and they have not even been able to leave the extreme north.

This position is not so much an honor bestowed by the empire, but a cage.

The rulers of the empire were tyrannical, so the Silver Duke, who was locked in place forever, wanted to overthrow the San Vallo royal family for a long time.

The Holy See of Light used to look for such people.

Also used to be aggressive.

Before the current Duke of Silver was not yet a Duke, the Holy See of Light had approached him when he was a child, secretly poked and instilled the teachings of light, and promised many benefits, successfully instigating the Duke of Silver.

But in fact, what really made the Duke of Silver willing to work for the Holy See was actually a sentence from his father before he died——

"If you have a chance, go outside and look at the flowers."

There are also flowers in the far north.

But it is far from the flowers everywhere as the bard said, and it is not as beautiful as the colorful paintings in the picture books.

Whether it was with his father's hope, or for the hope in his heart, the Duke of Silver resolutely chose to rebel!
[Main task: Overthrow the royal rule of the San Valo Empire. 】

Look, here's proof of his mutiny.

The Duke of Silver rubbed his long sword calmly until it was as smooth as a mirror. The blade reflected his current appearance, and his silver pupils narrowed slightly.

The next moment, the Duke of Silver suddenly raised his head and looked in the direction of the Extreme North Mountain Range thoughtfully.

"Break in? Have courage."

Five kilometers away, the fire was so bright that it was particularly eye-catching in the dark night.

The moonlight reflected the white snow on the ground, and the vast plain was glowing with white light. On the horizon, hundreds of dark wolf monsters charged towards the position.

The human army greeted them bravely, and under the night, the flames and blood were intertwined and sprinkled on the snow-white ground.

The Duke of Silver walked out of the camp with his sword in hand, his sharp eyes quickly fixed on the rear of the wolves, and saw the elf girl who was sitting on the back of the first wolf, drawing her bow and arrow into a crescent moon.

call out--

The moment he looked over, the arrow flew out, and it was in front of him in the blink of an eye!

The Duke of Silver swung his sword expressionlessly, and the sharp blade accurately caught the arrow and cut it off.

The arrow, which was as cold and penetrating as frost, was broken into two pieces and lay on the ground, a snowflake condensed and scattered.

The heavy snow that was flying in the sky seemed to be more violent, the air was far colder than before, and the wind howled on the battlefield.

The Silver Duke and the Ice Snow Elf looked at each other from a distance. The former sneered, then turned and walked towards the horse camp, exposing his back without any taboo.

The ice and snow elf stared at his figure, his eyes were unclear, but he didn't draw his bow or scissors again.

She is not a stupid person, since she chose to forcibly break through the defense line, she is naturally ready for a fierce battle.

Even though this man seemed very powerful, she still didn't feel that she had kicked the iron plate. Who was the real wolf in this battle, just by touching him head-on.

……

　Crying... Begging for a monthly ticket, begging for a reward!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)