The man is in the Ark, a blood demon scientist

"I'm not infected," Skadi said coldly.

Tallulah placed her hand on the sword at her waist. "You'd better explain your origins and purpose clearly."

She could walk freely in such an extremely harsh climate as the tundra while only wearing a thin bright red dress. Obviously, she was not an ordinary person.

"I am a messenger sent by your father, Duke Kosciuszko," Skadi bowed slightly and performed a greeting popular among Ursus nobles.

Confusion and anger flashed across Tallulah's eyes for a moment, and then suddenly turned into calmness in an instant, and her movements became elegant and dignified silently.

"I never saw you when I left the Duchy. My father died in the fire long ago."

"Before his death, Duke Koschei entrusted me to deliver a letter to you. But I didn't find you until now, and I deeply regret it," Skadi said, and actually took out an envelope from his jacket pocket.

"It seems to be a very secret content." Tallulah narrowed her eyes, and the spots of light that suddenly lit up in her iron-gray pupils were like sporadic fire.

"Let's go talk outside," Tallulah pointed to a watchtower halfway up the mountain.

"Of course," Skadi put away the envelope and left with Tallulah.

Yelena frowned. Skadi's overly strange presence made her instinctively ignore the strangeness that Tallulah had just shown.

"Big sister, let's go in and warm ourselves by the fire first!" A young yeti had been hungry for a long time. He said he wanted to warm himself by the fire, but in fact he just wanted to get some food inside.

......

"An Agor. Who are you?" Tallulah stared at Skadi with her snake eyes.

"Who are you?" Skadi asked her back.

"The leader of the Reunion Movement, Tallulah."

"Then I am Kosice, Grand Duke of Ursus."

"Interesting," Tallulah suddenly laughed, as cold as the wind, "You know everything, yet you still dare to stand in front of me."

"I know everything, so I came."

"..." Tallulah stopped talking, and the scene around her distorted and changed in the blink of an eye.

She pulled Skadi into the world of the mind, which was her...his home.

The black snake that stretched from heaven to earth shattered the mountains with its tail, causing countless avalanches. He looked at Skadi with arrogance and contempt.

He is the evil god in the Ursus legend, the immortal black snake.

He roared a thunderous roar at Skadi.

"Here, all your secrets are exposed - let me see how arrogant you are... how dare you... how dare you..." The voice unconsciously became lowered.

The pair of golden snake pupils shrank and trembled rapidly.

"What the hell, this is fucking hell."

065. The Integration Movement Descends from the Sky

(This chapter copied 400 words from the original text of the previous book, so it doesn’t count as an extra chapter. Just think of it as a free chapter for you.)

The snow in the forest fell off, and the halberds swept away the bushes blocking the road, making the road ahead clear.

The land vehicle followed the Patriot and slowly drove out of the forest. The trailer shook violently from time to time as it passed over the uneven ground.

Akado skillfully operated the land vehicle.

Quill and Texas took a nap on the sofa, with Miss Nian sitting between them as a heater.

The old suitcase was placed on the passenger seat, its re-polished copper edges shining.

distance--

"Tallulah" stumbled and fell, barely supporting her body with her back against the wall.

Skadi squatted down and patted her head. Get up. I have killed the dad in your mind.

"......" The real Tallulah finally regained consciousness. She looked at Skadi with complicated eyes, "Thank you."

“Hmph, if you really want to thank me, then take your Reunion Movement and leave the tundra,” Skadi’s expression became serious for the first time. “Those disgusting creatures will all wake up soon, and this place will become a hotbed for them to reproduce and grow.”

"Are you talking about... the devil?"

"That's good to know. Soon the battles here will no longer be something that ordinary people can participate in. When the catastrophe comes, even the corrupt Ursus will be forced to wash away the filth with blood and fight to the death."

"...I'll consider it," Tallulah thought of Skadi's exaggerated performance in her own spiritual world, which was always based on the most basic trust.

There was no need for a strong man who could remove the black snake from his body to use low-level deception... She couldn't think of any benefits that the departure of the Integration Movement would bring to Skadi.

......

"Hello, Miss Yelena," Skadi held Carters' little hand, ignoring the low temperature that was enough to freeze her skin, and shook it gently.

"Hmm," Yelena frowned. She was not very good at dealing with such close contact.

But the other person didn’t seem to be afraid of frostbite… So this is what shaking hands feels like?

Due to the high intensity use of Originium techniques and the mineral sickness, Yelena's body has been in a very low temperature state for a long time. Hot water and the heat from the fire will burn her skin.

Skadi's body temperature was normal, but Yelena felt that her palms were as hot as a branding iron.

Why did she keep a good impression and trust on me for no reason...Yelena felt a kind of nostalgia and joy in Skadi's eyes. They had obviously never met each other before, but she had already regarded herself as a good friend. This really made the princess of the snow monsters feel a little at a loss.

The Patriot returned to the base and Akado followed him into the cave.

Taking this opportunity, Tallulah explained Skadi's ideas to the Patriots and expressed that she also had the idea of ​​​​migration.

"The evil demons are fully awakening..." Wendigo pondered. He used to be a warrior standing at the forefront of the fight against the evil demons and led his people to achieve great military exploits.

No wonder there are so many army ships on the tundra recently. He thought, "I agree... the army is busy fighting the demons, leaving... the difficulty is much lower."

"..." He looked at Skadi deeply, and considering that Akado was sitting next to him, he didn't ask anything in the end. He stood up silently and began to organize the troops.

They always act quickly and decisively because they have no time to waste.

*

months ago.

Hundreds of Sarkaz walked in groups on the snow, bypassing the sentry towers set up by the army group one after another, and walked into the depths of the tundra along the rugged rift valley.

They were armed with relatively sophisticated weapons, wearing warm winter clothing, and some held white flags to indicate their status as refugees.

Why would refugees come all the way to the tundra?

Looking at those black crystals exposed outside the skin, they are still infected - Sarkaz are basically all infected.

But there was little obstruction along the way, and the main forces of those armies were rushing at full speed to the evil front in the north.

"Set up camp!" someone shouted.

"..." The Sarkaz cursed and dropped their packages, then started to set up the tent with small iron rods, ropes and canvas.

They were mercenaries. Sarkaz mercenaries, the most notorious group of people on Terra, committing all kinds of evil, including murder, plunder and robbery.

The bonfire was lit. A Sarkaz girl with short white hair and thin red horns had just sat down wrapped in her coat and was about to set up a small pot to boil potatoes when suddenly someone called her from behind.

"W, Boss Garson asked you to take your team to find the Reunion Movement."

"Huh?! This place is so big... Where can I find the Reunion Movement?!"

The leading Sarkaz kicked a small stone on the ground far away. She was W who was preparing to boil potatoes.

"Boss, we've been gone for almost half a year, so just be patient for a few more days." The scout in the team advised, "Boss Garson is still waiting for news."

"Garlson? I'm just mad at him for his arrogant attitude! Damn it, he was warming himself by the fire in his own camp, but he just waved his hand and threw others into the cold wind to play "find a needle in a haystack". When I get the chance, I'm going to blow his ass to pieces no matter what!" The leader cursed.

"W, be careful with what you say." A fully armored Sarkaz walked up to her.

"Tsk, be careful with your words, I'm the leader of this team, not Garson, I can curse you however I want."

"..." Seeing that his persuasion was futile, Sarkaz returned to the team.

W glanced at him and continued his swearing.

I am so exhausted. My mouth is dry after scolding for so long. These new spies should have recorded the intelligence about me being "reckless, stubborn, disrespectful and unruly", right?

Forget it, just to be on the safe side, I'll just curse that damn bastard Garson for a while.

All I could see was a sea of ​​white snow. There was no sunlight in the tundra sky, and gray clouds were floating.

W summons a Sarkaz wielding a greatsword to chop the ice spikes blocking the way ahead.

The ice ridges shattered, and a spacious cave appeared before them.

"Hey, you, and you, both of you go outside and find something to burn." W ordered two skilled Sarkaz to go outside and find something to make a fire.

She walked to the front of the team and clapped her hands, "Everyone, take a break, make a fire, and leave later."

Soon, the two Sarkaz who had gone out came back carrying a bundle of frosted branches and hay.

A bonfire was raised.

Warmth filled the cave.

No one accused her of being passive.

Mercenaries are such a loose and disorderly group. As long as the leader can fight and can keep everyone fed, no one cares about the content of their work.

What's more, in extreme weather like the tundra, high-intensity actions will lead to a serious deterioration in physical condition. Once an emergency occurs, the team's mortality rate will increase significantly.

"The tundra is so big, where exactly is the Integration Movement?... They don't even respond to the communications we sent them." A Sarkaz sighed beside the campfire.

“Maybe they don’t have any communication equipment?” A Sarkaz said while eating dry food.

"Maybe they are being surrounded and suppressed by the army?" said another Sarkaz.

“Maybe it was a natural disaster.”

"..."

"Stop complaining there, and go out and look for it yourself after you've rested. The Integration Movement isn't going to fall from the sky." W picked up an ice cube and threw it at the people who were talking noisily over there.

"Boss!" A Sarkaz who had gone outside to check the environment ran in.

"Speak." W looked at him.

"Outside...there are a lot of people outside walking towards the east. Judging from their flags, they seem to be the Integration Movement!"

W was dumbfounded.

The Sarkaz in the cave turned their heads and looked at her. "Boss, the Reunion Movement will really fall from the sky."

"Damn it, just fall down, why are you talking to me here, hurry up and catch up with them!"

W rushed out of the cave first.

(Prts kindly reminds you: Throwing recommendation tickets, monthly tickets, blades, or rewarding, making reasonable comments and other series of actions to this book can effectively increase the update rate of this book.)

(Also, a book of friendship.)

066. First bomb: facing the enemy

Look carefully, the bomb in front of you is called Xiaoshuai, and the bomb on the other side is called Xiaomei, his sister. Today, they plan to bravely try to see if they can each encounter the spark of love.

Look again, this staff is called Xiaoman. It looks like a remote control and is held in the hand of a Sarkaz.

It was obvious that the owner of the staff was in a bad mood, and his hands in fingerless gloves pressed the operating components repeatedly and restlessly.

W successfully joined the Reunion Movement, but it was obvious that they agreed simply to use the Sarkaz mercenaries, including himself.

I don't know why, but the number of people in the current Integration Movement is much smaller than what was reported in the intelligence.

She tried to ask the infected people in the team for information, but all she got was their anxious expressions.

W was too lazy to guess what they were thinking. If it wasn't for the need to obtain more intelligence from Tracys' camp, she would have already taken a group of people out to work on her own.

The Reunification Movement would camp and rest for at least a period of time every day. The Patriots separated the mercenaries and mixed them into the guerrillas, forming temporary scavenging teams and sending them out to find firewood and food.

Homemade bombs were buried in the snow, with the makers marking them with crooked Victorian writing: "This side faces the enemy."

As the demons became more active on the border, natural disasters in the tundra became more frequent for some reason. Coupled with the continuous reinforcements of the army, the movement of those war beasts seriously destroyed the fragile ecological balance of the tundra. Looking for food... There are not so many animals outside the tundra for you to hunt.

Unless they are digging the ground, most animals are trying to get into the ground and sleep through the dangerous period, waiting to return to the ground next year.

Therefore, W had to use up precious bombs to blast the snow to find the animals sleeping underground. In this wilderness, even making the simplest and crudest Originium bomb was difficult.

"What a loss!" Sarkaz gritted his teeth, while several guerrilla members arranged hunting tools on the side.