Chapter 63

The bright yellow fire lights up the shadow forest. In the thick gray environment, modrian and his party hold torches and walk according to the map drawn earlier.

War Masons are scattered around the team to investigate possible dangerous situations at any time. At the same time, they are also supplementing simple maps.

At the front of the marching team is SAIN. His huge and burly body is a sharp tool for opening the way. Heavy footsteps splash snowflakes. The cold and hard branches leave no trace on the heavy armor and gray body.

Dada, dada!

Hasty footsteps sounded in the snow. A war Mason returned from the front of the team, ran to dreus's side in small steps and reported the situation in a low voice.

Hearing the report of the war stonemason, dreus frowned slightly, showed a dignified look on his indifferent face, waved to the team to stop, and then asked vosman to order a few words.

However, after a while, vosmann left the team with six Knox Red Cavalry and disappeared silently into the shadow area ahead.

"What's the matter?" modrian asked, walking up to dreus.

"There are strange changes in the winter wolf battlefield left over by the ice field last time. I arranged for vosman to explore it," dreus continued, thinking of the description of the war Mason before.

"It may be that the wolf corpse has changed. There should be no big accident."

Ice field winter wolf battlefield?

Modrian recalled the situation he encountered during his last exploration trip. It seemed that he was near this shadow area. It seemed that the journey was not smooth after all.

"Let's go and have a look."

Looking up into the shadow, I don't know why modrian always has a feeling in his heart. This exploration will have unexpected discoveries.

The burning torch kept a strong light under the cold wind, and a faint smell of butter spread around the team.

After traveling 100 meters, modrian had seen the traces left by the last battle. The collapsed trees fell on the snow, and the camp remained as it once was, but it was somewhat dilapidated.

The dried blood formed thick scabs in the cold environment and solidified in the tree branches. The light of the torch shone, and the half covered pale wolf corpse could be vaguely seen.

The first to arrive wassman was directing the noxas bloody cavalry to dig the buried bodies of winter wolves in the ice field, which were dragged out one by one and laid flat in the cold snow.

But unlike the corpse in memory, the wolf corpse dragged out at the moment is dry and shriveled, with a layer of fur covering the bones, as if all flesh and blood essence was completely evacuated.

After seeing the arrival of the follow-up team, vosmann, who was busy, walked gently to modrian and reported: "Lord modrian, all the remaining wolf corpses are like this, with a taste of black magic."

Black magic?

Modrian's heart moved. If it was according to the theory of Valoran, the previous existence should be an extraordinary person proficient in darkness and soul, and a strong person comparable to dreus.

Soul? Manipulate demons?

It seems to be able to explain the riots in the renwal mountains before, but there are still some doubts in modrian's heart.

"Well, these seem to be the tactics of scarlet Reaper Vladimir." I don't know when Bobby ran around the wolf corpses and reached out to turn over the cold and hard bones.

"There are some similarities, but they are more simple and rough. Even the flesh and blood are swallowed together, which is obviously meeting some desire." dreus also explained, and the red light in his dark eyes vaguely observed the details of the wolf corpses.

Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!

The shrill wolf howl echoed in the shadow forest, and the scarlet eyes lit up in the gray environment, revealing the desire for food.

However, the ice field winter wolves forgot their last pain. Modrian smiled silently at the familiar figure.

Without waiting for the command of dreus, vosmann led three or three of the noxas bloody cavalry to form an assault formation, boldly and fearlessly eliminating the winter wolves in the ice field.

The life energy blooms like smoke and fire, and the wolves emit bursts of fear sobs. They look at this group of familiar human figures and recall the killing scene more than a month ago in their simple heads.

In addition to the newly added ice sheet winter wolves rushing towards this group of terrible figures, the other ice sheet winter wolves began to stagger away from this area.

The slaughter ended and the thick blood dyed the snow red.

The war Mason who had been waiting for him skillfully went into the ending battlefield, decomposed the wolf corpses one by one, and took out the edible selected wolf meat as a food reserve.

Bobby also followed modrian's figure into this bloody land. His blue face was full of indifference. This small scene was far less than the front battlefield of the battle between the demassian Empire and the Knox empire.

"What a pity!" modrian sighed in his heart. There was no magic thing like an ice giant wolf in the ice winter Wolves of the attack. He was somewhat disappointed.

"Dreus, command to go on and move on!"

"Yes!" dreus turned and left. After dealing with this little trouble, the elite team quickly got ready to go and continued to go deep into the shadow forest. Along the way, they finally met several single demons. In front of vosmann and noxas bloody cavalry, these demons contributed their crystal nuclei into blue essence.

The deeper into this strange forest, the more dull the surrounding shadow environment is. There is no superfluous color. They are all dim gray, which is also silently affecting everyone's psychology.

However, for this group of extremely elite Knox top arms, the impact of the environment is minimal.

Woo woo!

Howls and sobs like the wind howled through the dense woods and echoed around modrian and his party, as if they were positioning their position.

"Some familiar voices have been heard." modrian stopped and looked around at the woods, with a strange smile on his melancholy face.

It was during the escape of the previous exploration trip that he heard a howl with excitement.

"Alert!"

Dreus, who had also heard of it, took over the command of the elite team and quickly arranged for the noxas soldiers to form a guard formation. The noxas blood cavalry was outside and the trefari Legion was among them. The innermost ones were modrian, Bobby and the war Mason.

Soon after the formation was set up, a dozen ghostly tall figures appeared in the shadow forest. They howled with joy, which seemed to be some strange language mixed with some fishy smell.

In these howls of excitement and joy, more and more tall figures surrounded the elite team.

The burning torch lit up those tall figures. Modrian's eyes coagulated. He didn't expect to meet these polar Monsters - snowmen in the renwal mountains.

Generally speaking, snowmen live in ice and snow polar regions and hunt on a personal or small family scale. They will smell fresh blood and meat a few miles away.

And after locking the prey, the snowman will send out the excited howl of hunting and quickly shuttle through the ice and snow to catch up with his meat.

But now the situation is somewhat unusual. Modrian looked at dozens of snowmen around, far beyond the size of small families. Is there a snowman gathering place hidden in the shadow forest?