Alien world

Chapter 1610 243. The Foot of the Volcano and the Outpost
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The ice surface covered with a thin layer of snow was spinning, creating white ripples.

On the frozen coastline, a few scattered and sparse black dots are moving slowly forward.

He looked disheveled, thin, and bloated with several layers of lining, like a homeless person in the North who wore whatever he found during the winter.

No one would associate them with the Empire's most elite soldiers.

The comfort after leaving the mountains lasted less than half a day, and the soldiers who escaped realized that the coastline was another icy hell. There were no resources and firewood, but at least it was much better than the blizzards that never stopped in the snowy mountains.

After a short rest, the soldiers carried out Albaik's will and continued to advance southward at all costs.

Either die on the road or find rescue.

These were the only people left who had emerged from the snowstorm, scattered in a line several miles long.

This formation is not easy to be discovered, and it is also convenient to get rid of the "tail" and escape at critical moments.

Occasionally they would come across whale or fish carcasses that had been washed ashore and frozen into ice. They would gather around them like a group of vultures, smashing the ice and struggling to eat the rotten flesh and blood covered in ice chips. Even if they were extraordinary, they could not travel for a long time in temperatures dozens of degrees below zero without rest and food.

People kept falling down. They survived the snowstorm but couldn't withstand the biting cold wind along the long coastline.

Gary was lucky enough to see a familiar face among the survivors who escaped the blizzard, Holder from the next team.

It was a blessing to meet an acquaintance in times of hardship, and he guessed Holden felt the same way.

The two of them walked together, supporting each other.

"Get down!"

Suddenly a fierce roar came from the front, and without thinking, they threw themselves into the snow and lay motionless.

Gary, who was lying on his side, noticed out of the corner of his eye that several gargoyles appeared in the sky.

They patrolled and did not find any soldiers lying motionless on the ground like rugged rocks. They circled along the coastline and went away.

A few minutes later, the soldiers got up one after another. In order to avoid the patrol route of the gargoyles, they had to step onto the frozen sea surface.

On the bright side, the devil's traces have been found, and they should not be far from the snow-capped mountains.

Holden got up and found Gary still lying in the snow, motionless.

"Wake up! Do you want to fall before dawn?"

He shouted and pulled Gary up. The comrades behind him came over to lend a hand, and together with Holden, they supported Gary for a distance. Only then did the frozen Gary regain some mobility.

"You saved me..." Gary hunched over.

He was still somewhat conscious when he fell down just now, but he was getting colder and more sleepy, and his soul seemed to be sinking... At the critical moment, it was Holden's shout that woke him up.

"We are all comrades, there is no need to talk about this."

Holder breathed out cold air and paid attention to his feet. The ice was slippery and he didn't want to be the first unlucky person to fall to his death.

Sadly, he can only be second or even later.

Because one unlucky guy had already slipped and hit his head on the hard ice and died.
"poor guy……"

A soldier whispered not far away: "He escaped from the warp, avoided the blizzard and the demons, but died here..."

The soldiers who were close kicked snow onto the unfortunate ones to cover the bodies and avoid being discovered by the demons.

After the team encountered two more gargoyle patrols, they left the coastline safely and kept a distance of four or five miles. Gargoyles only patrol along the land, and at such a long distance, it is difficult for them to notice the small black spots on the ice.

It was a little slow, but it was safe. The temperature seemed to be warming up, and I could faintly hear the sound of the sea.

They traveled during the day and gathered together at night to resist the wind and cold. After walking for a few days, they could gradually see the "snow mountains" standing between the Far North and the northern border.

Thick smoke gushed out from the mouth of the "Snow Mountain", accompanied by bright, pus-like magma, flowing in a winding manner, leaving scars on the towering mountain.

The soldiers, who had long been numb, were excited. Seeing the volcano meant that they were about to leave the Far North. All they had to do next was bypass the volcano and they would be exposed to the sight of human forces.

"This is not right..."

But Gary just stared at the volcano and talked to himself.

"Why?" Holder heard.

Gary grinned, with one of his front teeth broken from eating frozen fish. "My magic affinity is close to that of a mage... I can usually sense magic vortexes and use some tricks, but here, the magic in the air is still so thin that it can suffocate a mage..."

"Why would the devil go to such great lengths to turn the entire Far North into a magic-forbidden area?"

The distance they have traveled these days is equivalent to that of a small country, but they are still not out of the forbidden magic area. What is the purpose of the demons maintaining such a large-scale spell in the barren land?
"I don't know, let's keep going..." Holder shook his head.

This kind of question is meaningless to them now, only by living can they find the answer.

"You're right..." Gary's eyes dimmed.

They continued on their way. Gary, who was already taciturn, said no more and just kept looking at the evil volcano in the distance that was emitting black smoke like a phantom.

The feeling of "warmth" was no longer an illusion, the temperature was indeed rising, they could already see the unfrozen black sea water in the distance and hear the real sound of the waves.

Although it was still cold enough to kill people, it was no longer able to take the lives of the soldiers.

Just when everyone thought hope was coming, a land suddenly extending into the deep sea appeared ahead.

The lava formed new land on the sea surface, splitting the coastal area in two and blocking their path.

"is it possible……"

Gary looked up at Holden and gave a desperate smile full of cracks.

"Dawn doesn't exist?"

……

There is an isolated island far away from the coastline. Many silhouettes are coming to the island through the glowing portal and are busy on the rocky beach in the center of the island.

The island can only vaguely see the outline of the "snow mountain" in the northeast. This distance is safe. Demons hate seawater, and even gargoyles cannot accept the absence of land in their sight, so their range of activities is limited to 20 to 30 miles from the coastline. They know nothing about what happened on an island nearly 100 miles away from the land.

The island was not very big, barely enough to accommodate a village. Surrounded by deep, cold black sea water, it did not bring any sense of security.

However, Liberty City only used this as a temporary base. With the outpost, the reconnaissance airships could radiate around the island, especially around the snow-capped mountains, and towards the far north.

The outpost was under construction, and three or four airships were already parked on the gravel beach.

The goblins on the airship put on clothes engraved with constant temperature magic. When they were ready, the first reconnaissance airship took off and floated overseas.

Everything went smoothly at first, but when the reconnaissance aircraft turned into a small black dot in the sky, it suddenly seemed to lose power and fell crookedly.

(End of this chapter)