The walls of the temple are made of snow. The biting cold wind is that its windows and doors have more than a hundred houses formed by snowflakes. The largest of them are several Denmark miles long. The strong northern lights illuminate them; they are very large, very empty, very cold and very bright. - "The Queen of Snow" Andersen

The submarine slowly sailed in the darkness. The "Black Bear" silently hummed the "Song of Romantic Mercenaries" in his heart - a music from the northern part of the Western Continent in the early Middle Ages. When it was first born, the entire continent was in the Renaissance Mass, which tended to be a massive mass. People in scriptures did not appreciate such short and concise works until the 20th century. This music score that was about to be decayed in the monastery document was re-revised and revised by a genius composer. In fact, there was no difference between the mercenaries at that time and the current mercenaries in essence. Although they fully understood that life and money were incomparable, there was always a benefit or ** that could drive them to take risks continuously.

The situation around the living is always unchanged. The driver, the old Diag, also needs to use the information constantly feedback from the ice-detection instrument to adjust the course and determine that the submarine is moving forward. If the shell is damaged by the icicles or the propulsion device, they will be a dead end without any question. In the eyes of Alix, human imitation (the skill of the Torrel plane specializes in alchemy and lich do not recognize that humans' poor imitation of whales can be called "bright" - for him, the floating city of Neserel and Ein Stone and Karthas, who successfully destroyed a world, also made the creator "dark sun" Cialik hard, and then the Reslinma philosophy that dared to challenge the darkness and tried to be deified... and so on) was moving towards the bright spot little by little.

Just when the "Black Bear" and Odin Crown Prince Vigneil could clearly feel the light from the water surface, Diag began to prepare to float. This type of micro submarine was certainly not as thick as the top protrusions of nuclear submarines (the podium shell and superstructure were made to strengthen the material strength and appearance, which were treated with whale backs) but it could still easily penetrate a layer of thin ice several inches thick.

The crisp sound of crushing ice echoed in the hollow ice and snow corridor. People looked at everything around in surprise. The beautiful and murderous ice forest was exposed here. The branches at the top of the water surface gradually changed from colorless to milky white. There were countless large and small ice hangings like sharp teeth hanging at the top of the corridor. Unfortunately, although the light enhanced the sunlight filtered by the ice layer, it still could not allow these natural lenses to refract seven-color rainbow light. Only when the floating submarine occasionally flashed by a suitable angle can you feel a sharp monochromatic light flashing through the cornea.

The front hall moved forward for about half an hour again. Old Diag suddenly opened the porthole at the upper end. "Black Bear" and Vigneil were startled. He suddenly entered sub-zero or even sub-zero from a suitable temperature. Sometimes it would kill people - but to their surprise, the air coming to face was fresh and cold - but it was definitely not the kind that humans could not bear.

He could see that the old Diag was very excited when everyone didn't say anything.

The warmer the more you move forward, the sooner everyone with a bright red face had to take off their coats. What was surprising about the ice forest that actually reappeared in human sight after a brief disappearance, and seemed to be completely unaffected by the temperature. It was still so bright and dazzling.

"This is crystal." Alex said affirmatively.

"Black Bear" opened his eyes slightly widened a natural crystal mine cave! The submarine was still moving forward. If we calculate based on one mile per hour, they had walked at least 3 miles of crystal jungle, and instinctively looked upwards. There were also layers of "ice hangings" on it - a dome made of crisscrossing crystals. At this time, the submarine stopped - "We are going to start hiking." Old Diag said: "It is recommended that you wear less and it is very hot in the front."

Old Diag first climbed out of the submarine. The black bear > two crown princes were operating and waiting for the black bear to climb outward. Old Diag had already climbed onto the shore and took over his previous mission.

The water here is very warm and buoyant. It has a strange touch and a weird smell. After a while, all the people in the land gathered on a thick earth crystal column. It is four feet wide and more than twenty feet long. They are surrounded by such huge milky white opaque, translucent, and as clean and flawless quartz as condensed air.

“It is said that the situation inside is fascinating.

" said Old Diag. He stroked a priceless wall.

"This should be controlled by the state. But I have never heard of it." Vignier said. Because natural crystals have been used in military affairs for a long time. Geological census, exploration, mining, ore dressing, sample identification, acquisition and distribution and export work in the country, etc., are managed by the Odin National Geological and Minerals Ministry. As a crown prince who has taken over most of the actual work, he should not know that there is such a spectacular crystal deposit in Odin or the North.

The undead quickly laid a three-dimensional stereoscopic image of this plane in his mind. It is confirmed that this is at the junction of the North and Odin's native land. It is thousands of feet under the ice cap.

These two areas are like a pair of fruits that are not the same size as those of the North. Now they are on the thin stem that the fruits share.

"Because you haven't become King Odin yet," said Old Diag, holding a pistol in one hand and the other with the other, he took out the crown in his waist bag: "Wear it, the king, can only open this charming door."

"I'm the king even if I wear it." Vignier said in disgust.

"Yes," said Old Diag, "Just yesterday at three o'clock in the morning, our respected King Odin settled in III and stopped breathing. Now there is chaos in Odin's country." He smiled slightly, "So" he walked closer and forced the crown to a moment, and became bloodless Vigneil kept looking at his ears: "Don't try to resist and do what I said. My dear King. You have never won me in wrestling a few years ago.

”

"You killed my father!"

"No, I swear that these pairs do not have this brain, nor do they have this pair of brains. ()" said Old Diag, "I just told one of your younger brothers that will kill the heirs of this country. It seems that he trusts me quite a lot. Okay, let's get back to the story - now there are my nobles, the crown princes of other countries who have nothing to do with the throne. You have followed the ancient traditions and rules to witness the new King Odin. Please tell me that I will witness His Highness Lisan, the "Black Bear".

Vigneil stood there with a pale face like a crystal of "Black Bear" beside him, and he said with great interest: "I witness." Then he turned his gun to Alex, and the latter said before that: "I witness." This made the "Black Bear" a little disappointed.

"You shouldn't...they won't allow us to live in order to keep this secret," said Vignier.

"His Royal Highness Alexander did a good job," said Old Diag, who stared at the two crown princes: "At least you can still be alive before I am sure you are completely useless. Please open the door immediately, otherwise you can only kill you. Leave here and kill the crown prince and that child." He said simply that he did not seem to have the crystal mine that can covet every country at all. It doesn't matter if he can get it in his eyes.

Nor does the anger of the three countries be put on.

Wiggle turned stiffly and walked into a maze of countless crystals—a voice that was almost intuitive echoed in his brain, and he knew how to find the right path among these jewels and seemed to have an invisible barrier pushed away by him—Old Diag followed closely behind him, Alex was the third "black bear" and the fourth.

Old Diag felt quite new about the invisible barrier opening in front of him. He only found this strange place when he used his authority to track his former king. But he could not enter the interior of the crystal jungle. He really took a lot of effort to get this "key". But now he can't think about what kind of thing this barrier that should only exist in fairy tales and myths and even nonsense is - there are more important things waiting for him ahead.

Vigneil did not try to escape this place. It seems unlikely that there will be equipment that can be connected to the outside world. The activation code of the submarine. In the mind of the old Diag, his only survival may be to find opportunities to resist the old Diag. He knew that Carmen had a deep affection for her father and that it was because she accidentally leaked the whereabouts of the old Diag. His suspicion of the old Diag. And thus he was imprisoned. She would never give up her father; he was paying attention to Alex all the way. It is said that this young crown prince of Sardinia spent the first twenty-eight years of his life in the largest illegal organization in Western Sardinia. The means and strength of the Western Sardinian were no worse than that of the Western Sardinian executioner.

— He immediately thought of the legendary guy as terrifying as death when he left, still in bed with unconsciousness... It seems that the rumors are still unreliable... It seems that he cannot create opportunities for himself. Vigniel's face became gloomy involuntarily - but even so Vigniel still did not want Sardin's crown prince to die here - even if all this must be attributed to the relationship between the North Independent Organization and the damn mercenary, Sardin and Odin, which will inevitably slide to the lowest point, just as he knew that Alex did not necessarily know that the drug proliferation in Odin was related to Western Sardinia, but he still couldn't help but vent his anger.

The exposure of old Diagh has affected a large number of secret supporters of the North Independent Organization. They are responsible for the economic source of most of the North Independent Organizations. Originally, the Odin government could take this opportunity to strangle this terrorist organization that has plagued them for hundreds of years. However, the North Independent Organization quickly found a new source of wealth - drugs! A continuous stream of drugs poured from the Lichen Leutian Islands from the Lichen Leutian Islands through the Triangle Sea base in Western Sardinia into the southern part of Odin. The Odin government, which has never paid much attention to this aspect, was too late to wait until the seriousness of the matter was now - fixed addicts appeared in dozens of big cities, and Odin's existing drug prevention and control strategies and regulations special police personnel far from keeping up with the proliferation of drugs...

A dazzling light rushed into his retina.

Moving across a narrow body

Then we saw a new world.

A world of crystals.

Unlike the crystal corridor outside, you can still see the rock foundation. Every square inch here is occupied by clusters of crystal columns as sharp as a blade, which are as beautiful as a blade. The smallest, as the largest finger, there are dozens of adult men. The height is like Odin's spear. They are standing in the empty cave. They look like trees and grass under its body. Except for the giant lake in the center, which miraculously condenses the crystal surface of the mineral-containing warm water surface. This is really strange.

The volcanic movement created the mountains about 26000 years ago. At the same time, a large amount of high-temperature anhydrous gypsum (saltite salt) was injected into the caves between the mountains. As the underground lava gradually cooled down, the gypsum dissolved and differentiated. A large amount of sulfuric acid was slowly transformed into the groundwater. After millions of years, these huge crystals were formed - they should erect their own spikes like other similar species instead of being smooth like a layer of glass - although humans do not have the ability to make such large glass.

"Please help me watch them, thank you." Old Diag said, "The holster on his arm was inserted into his pistol and climbed down the crystal stairs like an orangutan who was best at climbing.

"Can you tell me what you are doing?" "Black Bear" asked loudly while pointing his muzzle at two hostages forced to stand on the edge of the crystal column.

“Positioner.

"Old Diag replied in the same voice: "The way we come is not suitable for transporting crystals and equipment, we have to find a safe and secret road ourselves."

He was soon seen by three people and approached the lake within ten minutes. He tried the lake and found it was solid. He shook his head and seemed a little surprised. Then he took a while to the middle of the backpack and took out the hammer and knocked it hard but cautiously. The bright lake surface immediately shattered into countless small pieces not as big as palms. But Old Diag did not fall from the middle of the debris. This unexpected appearance only made him pause for a second or two and took out a cylinder about 23 inches long and pressed it into the lake. Now people only found that the water in the lake was only a thin layer.

A kind of dissonance rose in the body of the "Black Bear", he suddenly became alert. Before he made any sound, the deep chill controlled all his senses and nerves, as if bound by countless chains and tape, and it was difficult to move. He thought that the others were the same because in his vision, Ridyag maintained the half-squat and half-standing posture.

Vignier's crown fell from his head and crystal broke out from the shackles of gold in the air. It emitted the most dazzling light in the air. It looked strange. It opened layer by layer like the wings of a real bird. It showed a pure and tiny body inside. The body stretched and expanded in the light and finally became an elegant and majestic woman.

She had clear eyebrows, bright eyes, high nose, plump lips, and a colored winged helmet. She was dressed in neatly. She was shining with a spear and shield with a light in her hand.

Unlike the legend, she never wore a blood-red battle robe or rode a snow-white war horse, but her flying ability should not be underestimated because her wings, which were about several feet long, were unfolding behind her.

"I am Odin's daughter, Valkyrie, who roams the sky, the king of mankind," she said, as loud and crisp as the sound of the ice tongue broke: "You keep your promise and bring the warriors you acknowledge before me-they will be tested by me. If there are indeed some of them who have wisdom and courage that convinces me, I will swear to Odin's spear I will share with him the glory of the Arthur tribe of the continuation of Odin's blood to protect your country--until the dusk of the gods of the gods come!"

She confidently and proudly--didn't notice everyone's weird faces pointing to the crystal fragments below with her spear.

"First you guys spell the word Eternal... If you can spell this word, then you will be your own master. I will give you the whole world and a brand new pair of armor and weapons as a gift."

The Undead blinked quietly - a very familiar requirement. This is what is called fairy tales come from legends. Does legends come from historical facts? It is true that when I read that chapter, I felt that comparing the whole world with a pair of new ice skates was too far-fetched - but a pair of armor and suitable weapons...

After Scrabble, is hand-to-hand combat?

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—This is called the game of rational ice. In his eyes, these patterns are the most amazing and very important things; this is entirely because the fragments of the mirror in his eyes are causing trouble. He put these patterns into one word—but they can't form the word he hopes for—"eternity". So Queen Snow said:

"If you can spell this pattern, then you are your own master. I will give you the whole world and a new pair of skates as a gift." - "Queen of Snow" Andersen

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