Chapter 8 Extremis
After a night of rest, the group was ready to go again, and Niels was still walking towards the depths of the ice field. After the previous incident, Xia Zuo felt the changes on the ice field, so he no longer had as many doubts about Niels' arrangements.
Looking at the figure walking ahead, Weirs couldn't understand why Xia Zuo captured this magician. Even if he didn't kill him directly, he should be as far away as possible. How could it be... Unlike others, if you really know Xia Zuo here, I'm afraid that Weirs is the only one, because he knows Xia Zuo the most among these people, but because of understanding, you can realize the existence of a crisis: if you catch the magician like this, will it be possible to reveal the secrets on your body?
Weirs couldn't figure it out, but whenever he saw the unconscious figure, he couldn't help feeling uneasy. But he didn't know that Xia Zuo's secret had been exposed to the magician. If he knew, he would probably be unable to help pinching Xia Zuo's neck and scolding Xia Zuo, the idiot!
The cold wind whistled on the snow, and the space became colder and colder. The snowflakes restricted their vision. At some point, the outline of a castle appeared on the snowy ice field. With the figure approaching, a castle that looked very magnificent, stood in the snow.
Xia Zuo did not expect that such a castle would be found in such a place. Xia Zuo was neither a native of the Winter City nor a bard with rich experience, so he naturally would not know the origin of the castle. However, the castle seemed to be a little old, and there were traces of damage on the city walls, and there were even big cracks in some places.
Welsh, who was originally worried, noticed that he was attracted by the castle. He took out the notes he carried with him and quickly wrote...
The sound of the graphite pen rubbing against the paper page attracted Xia Zuo's attention. Looking at the excited look of Welsh, Xia Zuo couldn't help asking, "Do you know where this is?"
"This is the Desperate Fortress, which was originally the territory of dark creatures. It is said that this is the place where Siviria first appeared. In legend, the Desperate Fortress was originally wrapped in endless darkness, but accompanied Siviria from the extreme night land and brought light to this castle. Only then did it drive out the darkness in the castle, and behind the Desperate Fortress, it should be the Extreme Night Land where there will never be light..." Weirsh could not hide his excitement in his tone, and there was a flash of light that had never existed in his eyes. However, when he saw the secluded fortress, he felt an inexplicable fear and did not dare to step into it.
Hearing Weirs' explanation, Shazzo could not suppress his curiosity and walked directly into this abandoned castle with Dog behind him. The castle looked like a common territorial fortress. There was no difference between shops, streets, houses...
"The legendary residents of the Desperate Fort are mostly dark creatures, among which are the ancestors of the natives: Yiren! Yiren has the form of humans, and their daily routines are the same as us, but they are by no means humans. For example, we like light and warmth, but they like darkness and coldness. Because of this, their skin is as pale as milk, their eyes are as cold as ice, and their pupils are blue and deeper than any human eyes..." Weirs walked beside Xia Zuo and explained to Xia Zuo, but at this moment, he only heard the woman humming contemptuously, "This is just a mythological story to scare children. Do you want to tell them too?"
Weirsh was pierced by her, and her face couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, because this was indeed one of the stories he had deceived children as a bard. However, Shazzo patted his shoulder and comforted him, "This is at least a good story for me!"
"Isn't this all a story?" Niels, who was walking in front of him, suddenly spoke.
This sentence made the woman stunned for a moment, and she couldn't help but ask a little suspiciously, "What do you mean is: Does the alien really exist?"
"Anyway, at least the Desperate Castle is real, and the Polar Night Land is also real. As for the words of the Inhuman..." Niels paused for a moment, and suddenly laughed again. These days, Xia Zuo had already known Niels' personality, but he still couldn't get used to his pretentious and mysterious way of speaking and doing things.
"Okay, let's rest here tonight!" Nils entered a mail tower, and Xia Zuo looked at the sky. It was still a long way from night, but now it seemed that he was preparing to spend the night here.
The figure followed him into the sentry tower. The collapsed walls struggled to support the top of the tower that had not yet collapsed, keeping the sentry tower dry, smashing some decayed wooden tables into raw materials for burning. In this cold world, being able to enjoy the roasted meat and warm flames is much more useful for Xia Zuo than any prayer!
The built-in turn heads resisted the invasion of the cold wind, and the temperature of the flames burning spread to the entire space, warming everyone's body and mind. The woman chewed the food while enjoying the warm flames, and at this moment she felt extremely satisfied.
After using the food, the group leaned on the fortress, either starting to rest or starting to practice fighting spirit... Time passed by in the light, and the strange fluctuations on the ground woke Xia Zuo up, and his figure jumped directly to the top of the tower, and a group of figures approached the Desperate Fort from the dark ice field.
Xia Zuo's figure jumped off the wardrobe and was about to inform Niels, but he could not be seen in the wardrobe.
"Damn..."
Xia Zuo cursed softly, quickly woke up the other people, and then took them to hide in the castle.
As for Xia Zuo, he merged into the darkness, and then looked out through the gaps in the castle. The entire team was only seven or eight hundred, all composed of indigenous people. Among them, not only the indigenous people in their prime, but also women and children. It seems that they were tribal migration.
Such things are not uncommon on ice fields. When prey is migrated, food and resources are scarce, the tribe will migrate. With each migration, this will become the source of struggle among the tribes. But even so, they are still unwilling to stay away from the ice fields. In their words, they are willing to continue to wait on the ice fields to return again.
This sounds like a very ironic thing, because the goddess Civria they mentioned has disappeared for thousands of years. Even so, this group of people still live here, fighting in life, living in struggle, living in survival, and waiting in waiting... Believe!
No matter how you describe this crazy belief, it is precisely because of this that there has been no excessive conflict. However, the direction of their migration is now towards the extreme night, which makes them curious.
The forward team went from far to near, and the fluctuations on the ground became more and more intense. Fortunately, the natives had no intention of staying and moved straight to the extreme night land... Xia Zuo carefully peeked at them, only seeing the fanaticism and excitement in the eyes of each native, which made Xia Zuo's uneasiness become more and more intense!
The figures were carefully lurking in the castle. After the group of figures walked from the ice field to the Despair Castle, and then went deep into the Despair Castle to the extreme night land, everyone breathed a sigh of relief...
ps: Deletion and deletion have been reduced to this point, I...ah! (To be continued...)
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