Chapter 233: Who is this god? Chosen by God to be a demon pet?
Night falls, and the cold wind is as biting as a knife.
The Great Wall of Winter winds for thousands of miles, like a giant dragon lying on the snowfield, with torches shining on the wall.
The night watch knight stands next to the beacon tower, his black steel armor reflecting the firelight, holding a fine iron lance in his hand, like a sculpture in the snow.
The heavy snow was falling, and beside the fire, the one-eyed general polished his one-handed long sword. The blade was as bright as frost and snow, and it trembled slightly with the dull sound of footsteps coming from the distance.
Boom~boom!
I don’t know how many years have passed with ice and blood. Gareth can accurately discern the movements of foreign enemies. His eyes are cold and he says hoarsely:
“Frost Giant.”
Before he finished speaking, an afterimage flashed by and he had already stood up.
Zheng!
Where the general's sword was pointed, a frost giant as tall as a mountain slowly appeared in the darkness of the snow.
The dead white skin, completely white eyes, wildly dancing frost hair, huge ice axe, the ferocious and terrifying face, and the overwhelming physique made the night even more gloomy.
This is an ancient race that once raised a flag of rebellion against the gods and once made the gods fearful!
A newly promoted night watch knight, his face was pale, and the cold mist he exhaled was even more urgent.
Dong~dong!
The frost giant stepped into the last ten feet of strike range, but stopped.
In full view.
The frost giant slowly hunched its huge body.
Gareth was stunned.
On the shoulders of the frost giant, there is a figure standing!
"Eagle Eye Technique."
Gareth whispered, and the mana in the magic network poured into his eyes, glowing with blue light.
Under the gaze, the frost giant knelt on one knee, with a graceful figure in a fur coat on his shoulders, gently falling to the ground.
“She enslaved a frost giant?”
The young knight was stunned.
The appearance of a woman in the midst of severe winter and extreme cold is already bizarre.
And that woman who looked so weak could actually make even the frost giants so obedient!
Gareth's eyes were as sharp as an eagle, a glimmer of light flashed under his eyes, and he whispered hoarsely:
"Don't panic, that is the sacrifice of the Winter Goddess in the Dragon Mountains... Frostwind Witch . ”
The snow is falling heavily.
The graceful figure took off her velvet white fur hood.
This is a pale woman with a complexion between snow white and ice blue, pure white waist-length hair, glass-like blue eyes, and a graceful cloak with scattered frost dust, making her even more For Chu Chu moving.
Behind her, there seemed to be a cold aura of blue-white glow, leaving a trail of glow, following closely behind her.
Whoa——
Dark golden fighting flames surged from Gareth's body and he jumped into the air.
The hero-level soul power was revealed, the air waves surged, and the sky was filled with wind and snow in an instant.
Boom!
When he landed, the snow that was several meters deep melted instantly and mist filled the air.
Gareth pressed his hand on the hilt of his sword. The Great Wall of Winter behind him was like an iron wall. Even the Frost Giants became small compared to it.
Staring ahead, Gareth showed no expression.
"Why are you here this time?"
"I want to cross the Great Wall of Winter."
"Alone?" Gareth frowned.
"Alone." said the Frostwind Witch.
Gareth narrowed his eyes slightly, his hand still resting on the hilt of his sword, and his voice was low:
"Then why don't you come alone? Humans and giants are mortal enemies, you know it all too well."
"The journey is difficult." Frostwind Witch said, "It will be easy after that."
'She doesn't seem to be lying. The Dragon Mountain Range does not belong to the jurisdiction of the Winter Goddess. White dragons, lichs, and snow ghosts are all very difficult to deal with. It will be much smoother if the frost giant escorts us. ’
Gareth frowned and thought about the other party’s purpose of coming. Why did he choose to come at this time?
“Your Excellency has received the oracle from the Goddess of Winter, so you want to cross the Great Wall of Winter?” Gareth asked tentatively.
The Frostwind Witch nodded slightly, and what she said next made Gareth stunned on the spot.
“The Chosen God of Winter has arrived, and I must go to meet him.”
The coming of the Chosen God is all related to the current situation of the human continent.
The belief in the Goddess of Winter is even more popular in the North, and her divine choice has far-reaching influence.
Gareth calmed down and muttered:
"Aren't you the God's Chosen One?"
"I am just a sacrifice, and I have the mission that a sacrifice should fulfill." The Frostwind Witch's voice did not fluctuate at all, "If you don't let me go, I will find another way."
In the snowy night, Gareth's face was lost in thought. He was silent for a long time and then said:
"I can let you pass, but there is one condition."
"What."
"Tell me the whereabouts of the Winter God's Chosen." Gareth's eyes were burning. "I want to know what kind of warrior he is and how he compares with the Night Watch Knight."
The eyes of the Frostwind Witch are like Sapphire, as if seeing a trace of Gareth's jealousy, said slowly:
"It... is not human."
"Not human?" Gareth frowned, "Orc? Elf ?”
“Holy beast”
The Frostwind Witch paused for a moment and said: "And it is a sacred beast that has a contract with humans."
Gareth was slightly startled.
The Chosen God of Winter has signed a contract with humans?
What kind of person is so arrogant that he can still keep the chosen one as a magic pet?
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Chenshuang Ridge, Baiyu Port.
The sky was clear, the blue sea was rippled, and more than a dozen shark fins quickly appeared, speeding towards the harbor.
With Gao Huan's breath detection, Yeats could see the group of sharks on the seabed clearly before his eyes.
Yeats stood on the small fortress built on the seaside, looking at the halfling Finn standing next to a shore defense gun, and nodded slightly.
Finn yelled: "Fire!"
Boom!
The six shore anti-black artillery roared in unison.
As soon as the shark man showed his head, he heard a thunderous bombardment, water columns and fire exploded on the sea, thick smoke billowed, and screams continued.
“Mmmurlok!!”
“God of Shark, help!”
"Mlwmlw!"
"Mom, we were fooled!"
The little squirrel stood on Yeats's shoulder, nodded thoughtfully, looked at Yeats who was helping to translate, and felt Interesting said:
“Can you speak fish-human language?”
“I know a little bit of every language.” Yeats said.
The rainbow salmon swam in the air beside Yeats and said slowly:
"I prove that his translation is very accurate."
Rich stood on the edge with his sleeves covered. , with a weird face on his face, thinking:
'I just thought the fish man spoke, but it turned out that the lord was interpreting at the same time! '
"Lord!" Finn trotted over with excitement on his face, "This exercise was very successful. The shore defense artillery has the power of the 'fire bomb' spell. This group of sharks is no match at all!" ”
The power of a first-level spell may seem inconspicuous, but six fire bombs fired together are enough to cause damage to second-level creatures.
These shore fire defense guns are installed in Whitefish Harbor, which is more than enough to deter some pirates who come to attack Qiufeng.
Yeats nodded with satisfaction.
"But I don't understand, how can you calculate so accurately, as if you expected that the Shark Man would attack today?" Finn said with reverence and curiosity on his face.
"Let me explain." Lixi said, "I fell into the water not long ago and accidentally caught a shark baby. It seemed to be of high status, so I sent out the news to let these shark people come to rescue. ." Rixi cleared his throat: "The results are still very satisfactory. The sharks around the sea area will be cleared soon."
Fern's smile faltered, he scratched his messy hair and muttered:
"How come Rixi is more ruthless than Shark Man."
"Zhancao To get rid of the root, the remaining sharks will be left to you, Rixi." Yeats patted Rixi on the shoulder.
A flash of warmth flashed in Rixi's eyes, and he nodded: "I will live up to your trust!"
The two major projects of coastal fortification and coastal defense artillery are progressing very smoothly.
As for cans, Yeats received a letter from Lena yesterday, saying that the Adventurers Guild and the White Whale Chamber of Commerce are willing to spend a lot of money to buy the patent rights for cans. If they don't agree, they will cooperate in the form of dividends.
After thinking about it, Yeats decided to sell the patent franchise of cans directly in exchange for start-up funds to build a new seaport city on the east coast!
Theoretically, the patent franchise can last for ten years, and it is very unreasonable to sell it directly. However, after ten years, Yeats feels that by then he has hope of touching the threshold of the sanctuary, so he does not care about this.
What's more, canned exports are linked to food production capacity. The food in Chenshuangling is not rich enough to be able to do the canned export business.
This hen that can only lay golden eggs can certainly bring longer-term benefits, but based on specific analysis, golden eggs are more important to Yeats at the moment.
Besides, Yeats also knew a lot about inventions like canned food, which was really a business without capital and profit.
So, Yeats wrote back to Lena, saying that he was willing to sell the patent license for cans, which almost made Lena fall off her seat.
She tried hard to persuade Yeats for a long time, but finally failed to win over him. She settled for the next best thing and said that she would try her best to get an ideal price for him.
Morning Frost Ridge has a long history of cooperation with the Starlight Chamber of Commerce, and Lena is someone Yeats feels he can trust, so he entrusts her with the matter.
"Next, it's time to preside over the construction of the Temple of Winter." Yeats muttered. "Although the goddess of winter's power seems to have dropped from medium to low, the credit for building the temple should be given to me."
The time has come to the middle of the month, two days have passed since Gray left, and the athletic conference will be held in August, Yeats still has some time to improve his strength.
Leaving Whitefish Port and returning to Sword Winter Castle.
Yeats received a text message from Beowulf, saying that he had shot a two-ringed fear-tusked pig in the back mountain and wanted to donate it to the lord.
The back mountains of God, the Jueling Mountains have almost become the back gardens of lords, right?
Yeats shook his head, remembering that half a year ago he struggled to defeat the second-level deer eagle beast, but now he could just let his subordinates deal with the second-level magical beast.
"Just in time, after being ripened by the Faun's Afternoon Song, the peppers in the back garden are ready for consumption."
Yeats thought to himself: "The fear-toothed pig is ferocious, agile, and long. Although Tusk is not big, the quality of its meat is not comparable to that of ordinary wild boars.”
“Chili, Fang Tuss pig, well...let’s make ‘Chili Stir-fried Pork’ tonight!”
< br>On second thought, Yeats felt a little regretful. Unfortunately, Gray and Herod were not here, so he had to enjoy this delicacy alone.
"Why don't we invite the courtiers to Sword Winter Castle and have dinner together? Who should I call..."
While Yeats was thinking, he suddenly felt a particularly biting cold wind.
Huh——
The wind is howling, and snow is falling in summer.
The Frost Flame Snow Leopard sitting down raised his head and let out a menacing roar!
Yeats's aura scouted around, and quickly locked onto the high-ring mage invisible in the air, narrowing his eyes slightly.
“The person who came here is not a good person.”
As if realizing that his whereabouts had been leaked, the mage floating in the snow showed his true body.
A white-haired elf wearing a blue-and-white cloak, a hood, and white fur around his collar, with an ice-blue complexion, was beautiful and pale, with extreme coldness surging around his body, staring at Yeats expressionlessly.
Soon, Yeats discerned the strength of the opponent, the five-ring hero, which was very tricky.
If you have no choice, you have to use the little light divinity left in the Silver Sword to kill it.
When Yeats obtained the Silver Sword, there was still some light and divinity left in this legendary weapon.
It was by using this part of his divinity that Yeats succeeded in injuring the Evil Eye Apostle.
However, there is not much light and divinity left. Yeats estimates that he can use the sword like the one on Walpurgis Night at most twice.
What would happen if the divinity inside the Silver Sword completely dissipated, Yeats had no idea what would happen.
However, thanks to this trump card, Yeats can handle it calmly even when facing the five-ring hero.
Although the temperature suddenly became extremely cold, Yeats gained resistance to the cold after eating ice silkworms, and his face remained as usual:
"Excuse me, what advice do you have?"
The white-haired elf took off his hood, and his waterfall-like silver hair was slightly curled and spread to his waist. His glass-like blue eyes examined him carefully, and he slowly said:
"I'm here to meet Han Dong. God’s choice.”
Yeats and the Snow Leopard sitting next to him were startled at the same time.
"Are you...the priest of the Goddess of Winter?" Yeats asked tentatively.
Yeats felt that the other person's breath seemed familiar.
Similar feelings were experienced by Yeats in the saint Celine of the Moonlight Church. It is reasonable to speculate that the other party is the so-called "saint" who can serve as a vessel for the coming of gods when necessary.
The ice-blue elf glanced at the snow leopard under Yeats's seat, and then nodded slightly.
"What do you call it?" Yeats asked.
"The world calls me the 'Frost Wind Witch'"
Yeats was surprised.
Yeats still has some impressions of Frostwind Witch. She was the teacher of "Frostwind Arrow·Hogus", named 'Ian'.
People gave Ian the name of a witch out of fear of winter, but in fact she was a serious clergyman.
But the nickname spread widely, and Ian gradually accepted the title of witch.
After many days and nights of flying, the Frostwind Witch arrived at Morning Frost Ridge all the way.
Ian originally wanted to remain invisible and secretly observe the divine envoy, but since his identity has been exposed, he simply showed up and said calmly:
"I got this from the oracle of the Winter Goddess. I have news about you and the holy beast "Frost Flame". The oracle said that the Chosen God of Winter lacks a guide in the practice of ice magic, so he ordered me to come."
Another instruction from the oracle. , the Frostwind Witch did not say anything clearly, that is to rebuild a Winter Temple, which would also allow the Winter Goddess to recover with the help of the power of faith.
Hear the words.
Yeats's heart moved.
No one teaches Snow Owl's new spells of blizzard and frost flame.
The skill instructor comes to your door himself!
“Before that.”
The Frostwind Witch said calmly:
"I first need to have a duel to test what you and the Frost Flame Holy Beast have learned."
The instructor wants to conduct a basic test, and Yeats is naturally the No objection, but when he heard that he also had to take the test, he was surprised and said:
"Me too?"
"You are both an envoy of God and you have signed a contract with the Chosen God of Winter. If you lose one, you will lose both. They should be assessed together," said the Frostwind Witch.
Yeats mused that he might also be able to learn new frost spells through the Frostwind Witch.
The Frostwind Witch masters the Ecstasy, and can even use this ability to control the frost giants. Under her guidance, the music and spells may be improved!
"Okay." Yeats looked up at the sky, "However, it's getting late, so why not have dinner first and then discuss it."
The Frostwind Witch nodded slightly: "I'll wait. You."
Yeats invited her to dine with her, but the Frostwind Witch shook her head gently and declined politely:
"I get moisture from ice and snow, and it is enough to eat cold wind and dew."
Yeats said: "I have some insights into the way of food. Maybe you will like the food I cook."
The Frostwind Witch still shook her head.
Yeats rubbed his chin.
Iceberg beauty, right? I’ll use chili peppers for you later… to cook!
This is much more delicious than the northwest wind!
(End of this chapter)