Chapter 439 The Frost-Winged Banshee, the Snow Leopard is promoted, Yeats's homemade delicacies
The cold wind is wrapped with snow particles, and it is as cold as a knife. The snow leopard wades through the snow deep at waist and squeezes out a deep snow path.
Yeats asked the snowy owl to rise and waited in a high place, looking up at the towering snow-capped mountain in front of him.
The towering snow peaks are like sharp swords, piercing straight into the dusty sky, with thick black clouds circling around the mountainside, and the intermittent mountain wind blowing up and down like the breath of a giant dragon, causing a rolling snow mist. "Giant Dragon Snow Mountain." The voice of the Frost Wind Witch came through the cold wind, and his voice was as crisp as ice crystals. He gently hissed and continued, "The Kingdom of Frost Giant is located in the depths of this mountain range... and our destination, the Kingdom of Dwarf, is farther away than the Kingdom of Frost Giant."
The Frost Giant, a race older than elves, dwarves, and humans, once vowed to be enemies of the gods forever, and was later expelled to the glaciers in the north of the continent.
The average height of the male frost giant is more than three meters. Each male frost giant is an absolute war machine. As descendants of the ancestor giant Yumier, even the gods will be afraid of their innate power.
Female cream giants may be as beautiful as humans, and their height will not be too exaggerated, usually around 1.8 to 2 meters. They have obvious differences in their skin tone and blood than humans, such as snow-like skin and blue cold blood.
In Peren's words, a big car has its own advantages.
The goddess of cold winter among the gods is a beautiful, noble and cold goddess of ice and snow. She is a female frost giant. She has a great influence in the northern border, and her believers are distributed among all races, from humans to dwarves.
Perhaps, it is precisely because of the same blood flowing on his body that the goddess of cold winter chose the Frost Wind Witch as His priest.
Yeats turned around and looked at the witch of the Frost Giant clan.
The Frost Wind Witch is tall, and her skin shows a translucent texture like ice and snow. Her long silver-white hair whispers in the cold wind. Her lips are red and dripping. She is still holding half a fiery red chili in her hand. Her eyes are covered with water mist and she whispers as if she is feeling: "I'm back...home..."
Ye Zhi always suspects that the reason why she has tears in her eyes is not because she has returned to her hometown, but because she is so spicy.
The Great Wall of Juedong has turned into a blurred silhouette behind him, and in front of him, the ice peaks of the Frost Giant Kingdom shine with a dark blue light under the reflection of the ice and snow. It took only one day to reach the entrance of the Frost Giant Kingdom from the Great Wall of the Winter. There was no danger on the way, but the road ahead would be even more difficult.
Although the Frost Wind Witch in the team has a high status in the Frost Giant Kingdom, the Frost Giant is born xenophobic and must be more cautious if he wants to pass through their territory and penetrate deep into the Dwarf Kingdom underground.
"As long as you help me this time, you can safely travel through the country of Frost Giant." Yeats looked at the Frost Wind Witch who had a special liking for peppers, and said temptingly, "Next time, I will invite you to try a dish of my newly invented delicacy!"
"What kind of delicacy?" The Frost Wind Witch turned her head gently, and the snow-white squid on the collar of her robe swayed slightly.
"【Spicy Strips】!"
Yeats smiled and said, "It's much more delicious than dried peppers!"
Hearing this, a look of expectation flashed in the eyes of the Frost Wind Witch, and he nodded gently. She rode on the frost wolf, walking at the front of the team, holding a staff of ice crystals inlaid in her hand. Wherever the staff is light, the ice-blue arc light flew out, automatically separating the snow, revealing a road that is accessible.
With the guidance of the Frost Wind Witch, the efficiency of traveling has been greatly improved.
At dusk, the Frost Wind Witch suddenly stopped and whispered, "It's here."
"What?"
"The Frost-Winged Banshee's nest." The Frost-Winged Banshee turned around and looked at Yeats with ice blue eyes, "The location you circled on the map."
The Frost-Winged Banshee is an imperial-level monster, living in the depths of the snow-capped mountains far away from the mainland, with a group nature, and only a Frost-Winged Queen with the Imperial Will is possible in one nest.
If Snow Leopard wants to be promoted to the emperor level monster, it needs the six-ring material [Frost Tears Crystal] produced by the Frost Wing Queen. "I hope I'm lucky enough this time to find the trace of the Frost Wing Queen." Yeats thought to himself.
Snow peaks stand in the twilight, and the sky in the Arctic area quickly turns dark. Gray suggests:
"We have to hurry up, Yeats. If you move quickly, you can find a cave on the hillside!"
At the environment of more than 40 degrees below zero, the ice element is quite active. Even Yeats feels a little chill, set up a barrier, and generates magic flames, which can resist the biting cold elemental power.
"After all, mortals are still mortals." Mamen said lazily, "Yeats, if you are a sanctuary, you can directly transfer everyone to your sanctuary for a night."
"It won't take a few days." Yeats said, "When I become a sanctuary, we will form a team to build a team in [Avalon], live there and don't leave!"
"I'll go ahead with Fry to reconnaissance."
The Xilude people didn't talk much and entered the nest head-on.
In less than a moment, she turned back and rode quickly in the giant wolf Fry, followed by a large group of vague figures moving quickly!
"Be careful!" Xilude shouted a warning, "There are many!"
Yez rubbed his chin, looked at Xilude, who was called reconnaissance but actually pulled the monster, and said in his heart.
It is worthy of being Xilude, who can easily complete the mission of pulling monsters in the front row!
The thing had the outline of a human female, with its chest wrapped in ice blue wings that exposed the southern hemisphere. Its face could barely beauties, its expression was ferocious, its fangs were shining with a cold light, and a pair of huge ice crystal wings spread out behind it.
The emperor-level monster, the frost-winged banshee!
As a mutant of the harp, the Frost-winged Banshee only appears in the Arctic area, enjoying hunting travelers entering the territory. The sorrowful singing can make the prey lose consciousness in the extreme cold.
Sweep away roughly, there were five frost-winged banshees who came out of the nest, probably in charge of the vigilance work in the nest. And a nest of this size is very likely to give birth to the Frost Wing Queen!
"Don't listen to her singing!" The Frost Wind Witch warned, waving her staff, summoning an ice cone to attack the Frost-winged Banshee, but the Banshee deftly dodged by the Banshee. The latter flapped his wings and pulled his body high, and suddenly sang an ethereal and sad song.
Zheng!
Xilud jumped high, his eyes were cold and fierce, he held the Great Sword of the Divine Wrath with his hands together, and cut a Frost Eagle Banshee into a bloody rain on his head!
The giant wolf Fry rolled his Adam's apple, and then looked at Yeats with admiration, nodding meaningfully.
Yeats: "..."
Valkyrie...is even more fierce than the Sichuan-Chongqing Mother Tyrannosaurus!
Gray also faced a Frost Hawk Banshee, threw out the war hammer and smashed half of the opponent's wings. Then he reached out to catch the whirlwind war hammer and muttered: "The rare weapon is not very useful... I can't flatten it this time!" Yeats saw it and thought to himself that Gray had an inexplicable persistence about "throwing the thing out and taking it back."
Cats and dogs usually like this boomerang-like game.
Grey is equal to a small animal, proves to be true!
The remaining three frost-winged banshees ignored the fall of their companions and continued to sing the sad songs. The penetrating ethereal voice permeated the howling wind and snow, like the whisper of a lover and the comfort of a mother.
Grey was the first to be stunned.
However, she had made progress, shook her head, and quickly broke free from the singing. "What, it's much worse than Yeats' music!"
At the same time, Yeats has summoned the lyrics of light and played the motivational suite that countered the elegy.
Under the influence of artistic divinity, the three frost-winged banshees stopped singing and looked at Yeats in surprise.
Immediately, the fierceness in their eyes gradually faded away, and they listened to the music played by Yeats, and their eyes fluctuated with the change of rhythm.
The Frost-winged Banshee is a race that is extremely passionate and sought after for music.
The more beautiful the melody, the more it can touch them, and sometimes they will laugh or cry because of the music.
The bard is most likely to survive from the hands of the Frost-Winged Banshee. Some bards claim that they were caught in the Frost-Winged Banshee's lair, but dozens of Banshee did not do anything to him, but just asked him to play music.
"My mouth is numb, so they are willing to let me go!"
The bard was filled with regret and regret when talking about this.
As the God of Art and the blessing of the lyrics of Light, Yeats's music played by him formed a dimensional reduction blow to the Frost-Winged Banshee! "Wuwuwuwu..." One of the frost-winged banshees could not bear the pressure of the broken heart of Tao, raised their wings to cover their face, and sobbed secretly.
When it comes to musical attainments, it is impossible for us to catch up with this human being in this life!
This sad mood infected the other two Frost-winged Banshees.
Three Frost-winged Banshees cried with their heads in their arms, and the scene was particularly comedic.
The Frost Wind Witch looked confused.
The tears of the Frost-winged Banshee are extremely precious potion materials. The conditions for obtaining are harsh. Even if you forcibly hunt her down, you will not be able to get Frost-Tears!
It must be the sincere tears shed by the Frost-Winged Banshee to perform its effect... But how easy is this!
Yeats just played a piece of music and heard three frost-winged banshees crying.
While letting them give up the battle, they also shed priceless tears?
The Frost Wind Witch's eyes were complicated, and she couldn't help looking at Yeats. Her eyes fell on the lyre in his hand, and a trace of admiration flashed in her eyes.
This is the fighting style of the God-selected Poets! "It's rare to see Yeats using his serious bard ability." Zhuanya sighed.
Mamen was slightly stunned and said, "Where do you think about it?" "Isn't this the most serious way of fighting for the bard?" said Zhuanya.
"What are the abilities of that inappropriate bard...?" Mamen said.
The teeth were intrigued and said as many as the students said: "Taste, Yeats, as an example, is a bard, who is also good at poisoning, illusion, shooting archery, and beating enemies with fists - he is simply not a human being!"
The black cat's eyes were strange.
In Yeats' words... this is called the immortal man, and he is like a scattered person!
At this time, a sudden change broke out, and the snow at Yeats' feet suddenly collapsed, causing him to fall down. The music stopped for one, and the three frost-winged banshees exclaimed at the same time, and stepped forward at the same time, trying to save Yeats.
But a figure flew out from the snow, and his sharp claws hit Yeats' throat, making a breathtaking roar in the vast wind and snow!
The emperor-level monster, the frost-winged queen!
The Frost Wing Queen's combat wisdom is obviously much higher than that of the Five Ring Banshee. With the help of the hiding of wind and snow, she launched an attack on Yeats from under the snow.
She slammed the ice edges formed by the frost wings, like sharp arrows, attacking Yeats' eyes, throat, eyebrows and other vital parts.
The move is fatal! Wow swow swow—
Yeats' reaction was also quick, spreading the Wings of the God of Poetry, dodging the Ice Edge, and setting a distance from the Queen of Frost Wings.
At the same time, Yeats's "Thousand Illusion Eyes" lit up a dark purple light, and a "Illusion·Doverall" had fallen on the Queen of Frost Wings.
At the same moment, with the blessing of the "Lust Necklace", the power of the illusion increased exponentially.
The Frost Wing Queen's eyes instantly became gentle.
But in the fierce battle, the illusion cannot last for too long.
The Queen of Frost Wings quickly recovered from her awakening, looked at Yeats, with a look of shame and anger on her face, and screamed:
"I'm going to kill you, freeze your heart and keep it for my collection!"
Yeats's eyes suddenly became cold.
No matter how beautiful the appearance is, it cannot conceal the fact that these monsters harm humans.
Death, using them to help the snow leopard practice is the best ending for these monsters!
No mistakes, one poem, one post, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one read!
The Queen of Frost Wings' lips twitched, and she silently recited the ancient spell, and an ice-blue halo spread out from her as the center. Wherever the halo passed, all the moisture in the air condensed into tiny ice crystals, and then shot towards Yeats violently!
Boom—
Yez fisted in front, and the fist was wrapped around the golden flame of judgment, rolling up a hot torrent, evaporating all the ice crystals in the sky, and setting off a rolling white mist! "Here, look, Yeats is just starting to use his fists?" Zhuanya said to Mamen.
"The chess players will use the board to hit people when they are in a hurry." Daisy chuckled, "It is also reasonable for the bard to punch!"
Yeats ordered the Snow Leopard: "Frost curtain is everywhere!"
The pupils of the Frost Winged Queen quickly contracted, and the human in front of her actually dissipated into snow mist with a "bang"! She looked around nervously, trying to find Yeats' figure, but only saw the ice fog covering her layer by layer.
The next moment, more than ten snow leopards were rushing out of the ice fog at the same time. The beasts on the snow mountain bit the wings and feet of the Frost-Winged Queen. The severe pain was extremely real, making the Frost-Winged Queen whistled!
Boom!
The violent frost element formed a tornado, hitting the frost curtain and directly shattering the illusion!
Dong!
The Frost Wing Queen consumed a lot and fell heavily in the snow. She gasped, raised her head, her pupils contracted, reflecting the slowly walking figure.
Yeats' silver hair blew in the cold wind, holding a pitch-black magic gun in his hand, with a calm expression.
He stepped on the soft snow, making a sound. Every step closer made the fear of the Queen of Frost Wings' pupils blooming!
"No, don't kill me."
The Queen of Frost Wings trembled like a sieve, and crystal tears of frost flowed on her pitiful face.
The higher the wisdom of the monster, the more fearful it will be of death!
She begged for mercy with tears in her eyes:
"I know I was wrong, I was really wrong, please give me a way out!"
Yeats's gun tip ignited a dark shadow and said lightly: "Let's correct it in the next life."
Clang!
The last whine of the Frost Wing Queen let out.
The body disintegrated into butterfly-like sparks in the shadow flames, drifting with the wind.
Yeats waved.
A drop of crystal frost tears automatically flew up, falling into the palm of the palm, with a clear rainbow.
The Frost Tears of the Queen of Frost Wings!
Yez nodded with satisfaction.
In this way, the Snow Leopard's promotion potion will be complete!
On the other side.
The remaining frost-winged banshee in the nest was also wiped out by Xilude and others.
They also rescued a Frost Giant woman arrested in the nest.
This female frost giant called herself "Delila", with a beautiful appearance and survived the disaster. She was grateful to Xilude who saved her.
When seeing the Frost Wind Witch, Delila was stunned for a moment, with an incredible light flashing in her eyes, and she said in shock:
"You... are you... Master Witch?!"
"It's me." The Frost Wind Witch nodded slightly, "I passed by the tribe and went to the Dwarfland Kingdom... These humans are my companions."
Delilla looked around Yeats, Grey and Shilude, and stuttered:
"Then, are you going to take them back to the tribe? They are my benefactors, I am very grateful, but I am worried about my father and mother..."
"No need." Yeats said, "We will not disturb the Frost Giant Tribe, go directly to the Dwarfland Kingdom."
Delila secretly breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Yeats gratefully.
The Frost Giant and Humans are mortal enemies and are very xenophobic, but the other party saved his life. After thinking about it, Delila took out a bone dagger and handed it to Yeats.
"This is the token of our Frost Giant Tribe! There are the magic and messaging techniques I left behind! If you see Frost Giant, take it out, and the other party will let you leave!"
Delilla's status in the tribe seems to be quite low, which can be seen from her appearance and jewelry.
The nobler the female frost giant, the more her appearance is, the closer it is to the beautiful race like the elves... It is said that there is no shortage of beauties among the giants, after all, this race is an existence that can marry the gods.
Yeats took the dagger, cleaned the battlefield again, brought all the materials that could be used, and asked the Snow Leopard to fill the Frost-Winged Banshee's nest with "Avalanche" to avoid rekindling.
That night.
The Giant Dragon Snow Mountain is in a cave.
The bonfire burns warmly, and the cold barrier blocks the cold current pouring into the outside.
Yeats uses the Frost-throated Demon Wolf Claws, Frost Giant Bone Shards, and Frost Wing Queen's Tears to stew it into a pot of broth in Arinier's pot, allowing the Snow Leopard to enjoy it alone.
After only one night, the snow leopard had digested the medicinal properties and successfully promoted to the emperor-level monster!
The next day.
The sun is rising.
The golden light shines on the snow peak, casting a bright golden light.
The snow leopard felt the surging power inside her body, stood on the top of the snow-capped mountain, with a heroic spirit and a long roar towards the rising sun rising from the sea of clouds!
"Aowu!"
The emperor-level monster!
Now I can compete with the lion fighting in the Golden Lion Kingdom!
Fry, a giant wolf, who is also an emperor-level monster, looked at the snow leopard with complicated eyes, wondering.
What are the foods? Why are you promoted so fast?
Yeats had just woken up from his sleep when he heard the cry of a snow leopard from outside the cave, and he yawned lazily: "Shut up!"
Breakfast was bone soup stewed in Erinel's large pot of water, and the gushes of white soup base exuded a strong fragrance.
Grey held his cheek, looked at the bone soup in the pot, and said cautiously: "What is this bone... what is the origin?"
"The bones of the frost-throated demon wolf." Yeats sucked the soup and tasted the salty and light, "Don't worry, there was no strange recipe."
Grey breathed a sigh of relief, happily scooped the soup, holding the bowl in both hands, and sipped happily.
"Snow Leopard has been successfully promoted to the emperor level monster, and we have nothing else to do in this snow peak." Xilude said calmly, "We should take a detour and avoid the Kingdom of Snow Giants and go directly to the Kingdom of Dwarfs."
Yez nodded and said, "The dwarf craftsman we are looking for, named Aorong, is a descendant of the God of Flame and Forging. He has a strange temper and must give him fine wine before he can knock on his door."
"Then should we go to the Kingdom of Dwarfs to find wine first? Dwarf spirits are famous in the continent!" Grey said.
"No." Yeats smiled slightly, "I have Ariniel, I can make my own money!"
"As a legendary kitchen utensil, Ariniel can not only be used for cooking, but also be able to make wine, and can also accelerate brewing with the help of elements!" Yeats knew it well.
The Frost Wind Witch listened silently and said quietly:
"Don't forget what you promised me, Yeats..."
"Don't worry, didn't you just treat you to spicy strips?"
Yeat waved his hand and said proudly: "Spicy strips make you full!"
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(This chapter ends)