Chapter 305: Arriving in Northern Xinjiang
Photographed by Ashelia's lustful power, the discussion group approved her as a judge with three votes. If it weren't for the Immortal Council's stipulation that the initiator and the judge cannot be the same mage, Xingkong's status as the initiator would also be in jeopardy.
At this point, the Immortal Society bloodline professional discussion group was officially established.
After Xingkong once again described the information he knew in detail, the discussion group started the discussion, and Ashelia spoke first.
“The bloodline name of Sample No. 1 is ‘Northern Lights’, and its strength characteristics can be classified as ‘Ice System’. Normally, the cold environment will positively improve it, but now the cold will cause harm to it.
The bloodline name of Sample No. 2 is ‘Golden Blood’, and its strength characteristics can be classified as ‘Metal Control’. There is sealed gold in its blood. Increasing the gold reserves can increase the power of the bloodline. However, the ingestion of a large amount of tungsten metal destroyed the seal...
No, the word "destruction" is not accurate this time. It should have replaced the blood seal, sealing the 'golden blood' in each of these tungsten needles.
The runes on these tungsten needles belong to natural formations, and they also belong to perfect copying formations..."
Seeing that Ashelia's attention was completely transferred to the tungsten needles, Xingkong said: "As the initiator of the discussion group, I remind the two mages... Sample No. 2 is dead, and the purpose of initiating this discussion is to save Sample No. 1. "
Ashelia retorted: "There are not many useful things in the materials of Sample No. 1, and there is not even blood to use as a reference. Although Sample No. 2 is incomplete, the outline of the entire seal can be seen and more things can be analyzed. ”
This time Xingkong did not compromise under the pressure of Ashelia: "I am the initiator, and I said that rescuing Sample No. 1 is the primary purpose of this discussion group. If the discussion group continues to focus on Sample No. 2, I will disband the discussion group, and then recruit suitable immortal mages to reorganize it."
"You should know the consequences of doing this!"
"Of course I know!"
Xingkong and Ashelia are facing each other tit for tat, and the momentum of confrontation is getting stronger and stronger.
Hali Kalang immediately stepped forward to stop: "Two mages, you both need to calm down. The discussion group accepts valid arguments. Fighting will only deflect our purpose."
The air current separates the starry sky from Ethelia.
Ashelia saw that Harry Kalang did not get angry, but instead suppressed his anger, and said to Xingkong: "If you want to save Sample No. 1, research on the seal of Sample No. 2 is the key."
Hali Kalang knew Ashelia very well, this sentence was tantamount to a concession, and then he said to Xingkong: "I suggest a division of labor. Ashelia is responsible for Sample No. 2, and I am responsible for Sample No. 1. You Responsible for assisting the two of us. I have knowledge of the medicine of living beings and can first create a drug that can stabilize the condition of Sample No. 1."
Xingkong is very satisfied with Harry Kalang's "judgment": "I am. Agree!”
Ashelia: “I agree too!”
Under the coordination of Harikarang, the discussion group is on a normal track.
Then Xingkong discovered another indispensable role of Ashelia. She is a member of the Immortal Council and is very powerful. She can force other immortal mages to join the discussion group according to the needs of the discussion group.
After using it, they kicked them out as "judges". Those immortal mages didn't even think there was anything wrong.
They should all be used to being bullied.
Constant discussions throughout the day made the discussion process in the discussion group very fast.
...
In the backstage world, Herot stepped into the northern border of the empire one by one.
The first snow turned the earth and sky into a vast expanse of white, and the biting and cold north wind froze his eyelashes. The coldness that penetrated through the collar of his coat made him wrap the blanket tightly around his shoulders. Looking to the north, there are no traces of people or living things in the wind and snow.
Helot took out the compass, wiped off the snow on it, and checked the direction before the snow covered it again. Then he closed his eyes and meditated, letting the horse carry him toward the north.
There are no roads or railways leading to the poles, and airships dare not enter northern Xinjiang in such harsh and changeable weather. All transportation was done by animal power or by walking on two legs.
If you don’t have experience and a guide, or if you don’t have enough strength, you will most likely die on the road.
Interdimensional communication with the starry sky consumes a lot of mental energy. Helot fell asleep unknowingly during meditation, and when he opened his eyes again, it was dark night.
It has been snowing for several days and I don’t know when it will stop. A small fire in the distance is very conspicuous in the darkness.
Helot pulled the horse's reins and stopped on the snow.
Stretching out his hand, a bat emerged from his cuff, quickly flapped its wings and flew towards the direction of the fire.
Not long after waiting, the bat flew back and transformed into Bressini and stood in front of the horse's head.
"Master! There is a caravan camping over there. There are twenty-three people in total, fourteen of whom are the caravan's guards."
"Let's go over and say hello to them!"
In the plan Helot started, he was not prepared to interact with anyone before reaching the iceberg snow peak. People who can live in northern Xinjiang are not kind people, and strangers often fight when they meet.
But after entering Northern Xinjiang, Hailot realized that he had greatly underestimated the vastness and desolation here. After walking for a whole day, the surrounding scenery did not seem to have changed much.
The icebergs and snow peaks are just a point on the map to the vastness of Northern Xinjiang. Without a guide, you might get lost, let alone find the icebergs and snowy peaks.
There is no way, time does not allow us to find the way slowly.
In order not to cause a stress reaction in the camping caravan, Helot drove the horse to walk slowly, and the horse's hoofs stepped on the snow nest and made a "click" sound.
Breshini transformed into a bat again, flew to the velvet blanket Helot was wearing, found a gap and got in.
The wind whistled, making me feel even colder.
Getting closer, the dogs lying beside the campfire raised their heads together, their ears all pointing in the same direction. Then all the dogs stood up and barked loudly into the night.
All the people in the caravan were awakened. They did not show any panic. Everyone ran to where they should be in a skilled manner. The guards relied on the sleds formed in a circle to form a defensive formation. Most of their weapons were crossbows and swords, and two people secretly added muskets.
The two snow masses were piled up by the invisible wind. The snow masses grew larger and taller and turned into two large snowmen.
The red eyes opened, and the snowman opened his big mouth full of fangs.
An old mercenary wearing a fur coat stood on top of the cargo box, holding a two-handed heavy sword in one hand, and shouted loudly: "Traveler in the dark night, please stop your steps. We are the Ice Road Mercenary Group, I don’t want to conflict with anyone in Northern Xinjiang.
We can provide you with some food, but I hope you can stay away from here after getting the food.”
(End of this chapter)
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