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"It's so cold."

This was the only feeling in Anke's mind.

The moment she fell, she turned into a Moon Snow Owl, and then a shivering fat Gugu appeared in the cold wind.

The endless white snowfield, with countless icy peaks piercing the sky in the distant background.

Ice and snow, this is the theme of the permafrost.

An Ke flapped her wings hard and flew towards the destination in her perception.

The positioning of the pointer is actually quite reliable. Although it didn't teleport directly to the door, the distance was not far.

Maybe just a few minutes.

When Anke crossed the hill and looked ahead, she was suddenly stunned.

Because a snow-capped mountain appeared in the field of vision, and there was a large blue hole at the foot of the mountain.

That's the entrance to the demiplane.

This is not surprising.

Although according to Luya, only those demiplanes whose creators are unable to maintain them will float to the surface of the spiritual world after a long time, after listening to Hans' description, Anke felt that the creation of the Winter Witch fully met these two conditions.

But the problem is.

There are living things.

There is actually more than one!

The first thing you see is a giant dark blue python with long blades like swords stuck on its body, some long and some short, a total of more than a dozen, shining with cold light.

The Ghost Sword Python, a lesser-known monster from the Nine Dance Realm, enjoys devouring snow crystals, slowly nurturing an incredibly sharp ice blade on its back.

Just pick one and it will become a top-quality weapon without any adjustment by an alchemist.

Therefore, every year the Adventurer's Guild receives a large number of commissions to hunt them. Of course, the death rate during hunting has always been high.

The key point is its magic and aura, level two.

And in front of it.

At the entrance to the demiplane, next to the blue cave, there is a strange crow man guarding it.

It has dark feathers and a face like a medieval bird-beak doctor, except that it is not a mask, but a real bird's beak, and its palms and soles are all covered with waxy yellow sharp claws.

Only one level.

But something very strange happened.

The Ghost Sword Python, which usually has an extremely brutal temper, not only did not follow the law of the jungle and use the sword on its back to cut the Crow Man in two, but even had the patience to communicate with the other party.

After chatting for a few words, the Ghost Sword Python crawled into the azure cave and disappeared.

What is going on?

An Ke, who was peeking from a distance, couldn't help but mutter.

She never expected that she would encounter monsters in front of the entrance to the demiplane, and these monsters seemed to be organized.

What’s even more terrible is that they are actually quite powerful.

As for that Ghost Sword Python alone, An Ke, as a first-rank mage who had just been promoted a few days ago, felt that his chances of winning were not high if he fought against it.

After all, the higher the rank, the more difficult it is to fight against higher-level opponents.

And there are obviously other monsters.

The Ghost Sword Python was willing to treat the Crowman guards kindly. If it wasn't because it was naturally kind and polite, it probably meant that the Crowman had a strong enough backer.

Tsk.

Anke suddenly felt that things were becoming difficult.

Malchana's client is so ruthless! The mission is even more outrageous than the parade. Is this a mistake?

Although He probably didn't have the energy to screen the mages in the present world, He took the initiative to respond when An Ke was still an apprentice after completing the Witch's Forest...

Forget it.

After all, this is the surface of the spiritual world. After death, one can just return to the real world and recuperate for a while. An Ke did not just turn around and run away.

She cast an invisibility spell and flapped her wings to fly forward.

The original plan was to sneak directly into the demiplane.

But the perception of the Crowman guard was very sensitive. Although it did not react when the distance exceeded five or six meters, once it crossed the invisible boundary, it would instantly shout.

"Who?!"

Black feathers spread out, blocking the entrance to the cave, and invisible shadow energy vibrated like ripples.

It seemed that he sensed a familiar breath.

The arakkoa guards were a little confused.

"Although it feels strange, your aura is indeed somewhat similar to that of Lord Crow God..."

The Crow Man stared at one spot with his dark eyes and asked in a deep voice, "Are you the new follower?"

"..."

The chubby snowy owl revealed itself and nodded hurriedly.

"Yes, yes."

"Why are you sneaking around?"

"……timid."

"Really?"

The Crowman guard was skeptical. After thinking about it, he raised a very crucial question.

"The Lord Crow God's followers all have beautiful black feathers, why do you have white feathers?"

"Neighbor-Dream Ying Mio Seal (Seven) is the eighth... My mother ran out of ink when she gave birth to me."

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

The Crowman guard was a little confused, but after thinking for a moment, he waved his hand and said, "Forget it. I'm tired of standing guard. Just recite a hymn praising the Crow God and I'll let you in."

"..."

"Read it!"

"...Ahem, please look me in the eye and I'll read it to you right away."

The Crowman guard was stunned and subconsciously met that gaze.

then.

The dark sun flashed across its field of vision.

Like being struck by lightning.

Falling, dark golden scars appeared on the body.

Dead.

"Damn it, can't I just slack off?"

Anko muttered in dissatisfaction.

She actually didn't intend to kill the other person, mainly because she was afraid that killing the stationed guards would likely alert the enemies in the demiplane.

But since it has already been done, it doesn’t matter.

Don’t worry about Malchana’s mission, just kill as many as you can and let [Devil’s Gospel] have its fill first.

Before using her talent, she subconsciously looked around.

Then I saw a pair of sparkling emerald eyes.

"It turns out fairies also have mothers!"

The furry lamb looked surprised.

"..."

Anke's eyes widened.

The lamb also learned to open his eyes wide.

Then she giggled and took a bite.

"Finally I caught you, you little fat pigeon running around!"

Chapter 81 Snow Valley

Permafrost snowfield.

It is clearly a lonely and cold spiritual area, but it becomes extremely lively in front of the blue cave entrance.

The breathless Crowman guard had two noisy figures reflected in his pupils.

Pigeons fly and sheep jump.

"Stop biting my head, are you a dog?!"

Anko flapped her wings desperately, finally broke free from the restraints, and made an indignant accusation.

"What's wrong with just a gentle bite?"

The lamb snorted arrogantly. "Who told you to sneak back to Paradise without saying a word? We clearly agreed to meet in the surface realm of the spirit world. You mean to be bitten, you wicked little fat pigeon!"

I didn't sneak back to the paradise, I was forced to disconnect at that time.

An Ke wanted to refute, but she couldn't say that, so she just muttered:

"What do you mean by sneaking away? And I didn't agree to meet you on the surface..."

She blinked, then suddenly realized something. "How did you find me?"

The lamb had been proudly raising its head and wagging its tail, but now it suddenly stopped.

Anko crossed her wings and stared.

"When did you place a location on me? The cloak? The original seal? Or that drop of blood?"

Eyes wide open.

The momentum of both sides reversed at this moment.

The lamb turned away guiltily.

"...Of course it's blood. You've fused something of mine. As long as it doesn't enter some special place, I can vaguely sense it."

Actually, both.

"Really?"

Anko tilted her head suspiciously.

"……real!"

The lamb thought about it and nodded heavily.

Because there seemed to be something wrong with the cloak and the original seal in the perception, it turned into a shadow spirit hanging on the little fat pigeon's body, and those little tricks left on it were useless, so what he said was completely correct.

"I do not believe."

An Ke flapped his wings and yelled, "Bad little lamb, tell me the truth. What do you want to do by following me?"

"I'm a good lamb!"

The lamb was so anxious that his voice rose an octave and he jumped twice on the spot.

"I just wanted to come and play with you. The surface of the spirit world is so vast. If I don't locate it, I'll never see you again."

Maybe it was because he saw the little fat pigeon still had a suspicious look on its face, the lamb started to pout in grievance.

"I spent a lot of effort to find you. I waited for almost five months. A few days ago, you finally showed up in the Chaos Wasteland. I went over there excitedly, but you ran away before you could. And today, you suddenly showed up here in the Permafrost Snowfield. It's not as easy for me to traverse regions as you Paradise fairies. Those spirit world storms are making my whole body hurt..."