Chapter 213

It seems that the sky in Narnia is always overcast, and no trace of sunshine can shine through the thick clouds. The residents here seem to have been used to such weather, so that they forget what the real blue sky and white clouds are like.

Although the sky was overcast, there was no rain or snow. Now, the ice and snow on the ground is constant, neither increasing nor decreasing. It seems that it will last forever.

Standing on the hillside, I looked up and saw a scene full of silver and plain, a holy snow country.

Northern scenery, thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow.

The mountain dances with silver snakes and flies like wax elephants. I want to compete with God.

Gray couldn't understand what it was like before, because he was from the south. Even if it snowed in the south, it wouldn't be too thick, and even in winter, it wouldn't often snow in Shibao country, and it wouldn't be too thick.

Here, he finally saw a plain world. There seemed to be no other color between heaven and earth, but it didn't seem monotonous.

The thick snow has been deposited on the ground for many years. It is no longer fluffy. Stepping on it is a feeling like soft soil. The snow is making a sound.

Gray glanced at Lamia around her. She didn't appreciate it at all. There was only fear and hatred of the severe winter, which made them snake people hide in deep caves for hundreds of years.

The words of appreciation came to his mouth and were swallowed by him.

"How are you?"

"It's okay. We're just not used to cold winter. We won't be frozen to death all at once." Lamia smiled, her palm gently rubbed her arm, and the snake tail of her lower body rolled into a ball unconsciously.

Gray took out a coat. "This is my dress. If you don't mind, it can bring you some warmth."

Except for the cloth covering the two mountains in front of their chest, there are no inch strands on the snake women, including Lamia. There is no cloth on the men. No wonder they can't survive in the ice and snow environment.

But he can survive in the cave without clothes. It has to be said that there are always some strange things about the magic race.

Lamia clumsily put her clothes on her body, but it didn't take long to wriggle around. It seemed that her clothes made her uncomfortable.

Just compared with that little discomfort, the warmth brought by clothes is more important.

The graceful body is hidden under the coat. Only the delicate pale face and the long snake tail are exposed because it is not seen in the sun all year round. The pale face gives people a feeling of holiness and pity, and the snake tail makes people feel a little weird, giving people a strong sense of visual impact, and people can't help imagining the scenery below.

Gray looked away and continued to enjoy the snow scenery that was no less than a unique natural disaster for the people of Narnia.

"Wang, where are we going?"

Lamia didn't notice Gray's aggressive eyes for a moment. She tightened her coat and looked up.

Their snake body coiled on the ground is very long, but the human upper body is not high. The snake body supporting the human upper body is only a part, and the combined height is only up to Gray's chin, which is quite petite.

"If you want to overthrow the white witch, you can't continue to die in the cave. You must have your own base and obtain enough resources to recruit troops and horses. Only in this way can you have the chips to fight the white witch."

It's really handsome to deal with the White Witch alone, but it's not desirable. He doesn't even know the specific strength of the white witch. What he should do now is to build a high wall, accumulate grain and slow down... To become the king?

Anyway, Gou is right.

As a saying goes, in the end, gray wants to be the man with everything.

A drop of snow water flowed down from the hole and splashed on Gray's golden hair. A trace of coolness was transmitted to the brain along the scalp.

Gray looked up suspiciously and saw that a drop of snow water above the hole was slowly converging. It would gather into a drop of water in about ten seconds.

Lamia looked down his eyes and found the drop of snow water. She didn't feel anything at first, but a second later, she surprised and pointed to the drop of snow water, "the ice and snow began to melt?"

This kind of situation is unprecedented. Although the snow and ice caused by the white witch will melt, it will not melt naturally. Moreover, with each melting part, snowflakes will fall in the sky to keep the snow on the ground constant.

But now, there are no snowflakes in the sky, and the snow on the cave is melting.

"My king, this is all your strength. Your arrival made the prophecy come true, and the magic of the White Witch began to weaken." Lamia said ecstatically.

This further proves that the choice of the snake people is not wrong. Gray is the real son of mankind.

Not long after he came, the White Witch's magic began to weaken. If it weren't for him, who else could it be?

Gray got out of his way and looked down at his feet. There were no other traces of the snow under his feet except his footprints and the swaying marks of Lamia's snake tail.

Look at the trajectory of that drop of snow water. Its falling point should be the position between his feet.

"Silly girl, check the snow below to see if there is any trace of snow water dripping." Gray left it to the professionals.

"Master, there is no trace of water drops in the snow below." Silly girl replied after scanning.

Even if the cold snow drops on the snow, it will leave obvious traces. There are no traces of snow drops below, which means that the snow on his head is the first drop of snow, and the one condensing is the second drop.

"My king?"

"This is my assistant who helps me record some things." Gray explained faintly, pushed away two steps, and stared at the falling snow.

Lamia didn't know what he was doing. She followed him and watched with him.

Dozens of seconds later, the snow water finally gathered and pattered on the snow below, leaving an obvious mark.

Sure enough, it was after I came out that the snow began to drip.

Gray was keenly aware of this. Before he came out, there was no sign of melting of the snow, otherwise the snow at the hole would have been different.

And it was not caused by the fire he released in the cave. If it was caused by the fire, it would have melted long ago. It would not happen that it began to melt just after he came out.

He stayed in the cave for more than two hours and decided some basic plans with Lamia. That long time is long enough.

"Because of me? Or because the people the world is really waiting for are here? " Gray looked back and looked at the two mountains in the distance.

"In the lake between the two mountains, the White Witch's castle stands. According to other races, none of the rebels brought into the castle by the white witch came out alive." Lamia introduced along with his eyes.

The location of the white witch is not secret. When Aslan was still there, the White Witch lived there. The later news was really heard from others.

"The castle of the white witch." Gray said, reaching out and grabbing in the air. She put her hand in the pocket of her coat before Lamia reacted.

Gray ignored the discontent shaking in his pocket. It's hard to say what the strength of the white witch that can affect the world environment is. The little guy ran to others at this time, probably to deliver vegetables.