After the dormant day comes the hunting celebration. After the winter hunting, it enters the deep winter, and the southern region also welcomes the last snowstorm at the end of winter.

This blizzard lasted on and off for seven days. The severe cold swept everything, almost freezing the tree branches in the wilderness. The mist exhaled instantly turned into ice crystals and rustled to the ground. As for the coldest days, it was not suitable for travel at all. Fang Plover only

Being able to wait quietly in the cave with Odin for the wind and snow to pass.

After the blizzard, although winter remains, it is already the last period of deep winter. Entering the middle of the month of recovery (February), the climate begins to warm up. In the second half of the year, snow begins to melt at lower altitudes. Streams with melted ice and snow,

The gurgling flow flows through the land that has experienced severe cold, where under the snow, where people cannot see, life has begun to grow and sprout.

In March and April, everything is prosperous again. The green fields between the mountains and fields are like embroidery, and the last trace of white has also turned into the mist and rain of early spring. Therefore, the ancient Kaolin is gestating a new life in the silence and desolation of everything.

Hope to complete reincarnation under the sweeping wind and snow.

Of course, it was still the end of January, and considering that it was too far-term, it was just the last day of the snowstorm, and Fang Plover still failed to find the legendary hunter, the Winter Wolf King, as he wished, which made him somewhat disappointed.

To the south of Dulum, in the northern branches of the Cave Mountains, there are more legends about winter gods. One of them is about the king here, the King of Winter Wolves. Some people say that there is such a legendary creature in the Cave Mountains.

biology.

It only walks through the wind and snow, and you can only see it in the last and biggest snowstorm in late winter.

But not many people have seen it.

But on this night, the wind and snow were particularly strong, and the strange howling of the wind outside could still be heard in the cave. At first glance, it was just the sound of hunting wind outside the cave, but if you listened carefully, it seemed that there was another person making a sound in the valley in the distance.

Trombone.

There seemed to be a special voice hidden in the sound of the wind, rising and falling, plaintive and gentle, almost making people think it was the frozen souls wrapped in the ice wind. But Odin stood aside and told him through the light of the bonfire: "Listen

Did you hear that voice?"

Fang Plover nodded.

"That's it."

Winter Hunter.

Early the next morning, in the vast snow and fog, Fang Plover saw the legendary hunter. The winter wolf was very big. He had seen it from a distance. The adult body was almost the size of a war horse, but this scene now was even more shocking.

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The legendary creature was walking on the tree canopy, with half of its back crossing the pine forest, like a giant whale swimming in the vast white ocean. Where it passed, trees fell down, startling a swarm of winter birds.

When the sun shines through the snow and fog, the huge shadow seems to melt, gradually dissolving under the winter sun.

The mist has dispersed, the wind and snow have subsided, and the forest land is as clear as ever.

Fang Yu stared at this wonderful scene with his mouth wide open. He was nervous and shocked, but more importantly, he was excited that it was a worthwhile trip. He turned back and asked Odin: "Can you beat it?"

The latter glanced at him angrily and said succinctly: "So far, there is no record of killing the Winter Wolf King."

"You mean there is a guild that has tried it?" Fang Yu couldn't help but be curious.

"Yes, Silver Vislan."

"Then what?"

"They didn't meet."

"cut"

"Actually, there are many more," Odin replied: "But they all failed without exception, and they are just unknown people. I can't remember their names."

Fang Yu couldn't help but look at the other person, thinking that this was really loud, but when he thought that he was Odin and the guild behind him was called Ragnarok, he felt relieved.

After the snowstorm briefly stopped for half a day, and then continued to rain intermittently for two days, the two of them walked along the Brisbane Avenue through the north of the Cave Mountains, trudging along the way, and after crossing the ice and snow boundary, the snowstorm gradually stopped.

Bris Road is located to the north of the Holy Bow Peak. It is a holy road walked by the ancient Numelin elves. Now there is only a large east-west valley left. There are also some obelisks left over from the previous era in the valley.

Exposed by wind and frost, most of them have long been worn away to their appearance.

After the elimination of civilization, the wilderness expanded again, and the broken road left the incomplete appearance we see today. It was covered with shrubs and raging in ice and snow. In fact, it could no longer be called a holy road.

Beyond the Holy Gong Peak, there is the geographical division between north and south. Du Lun is the southern boundary politically, but it also experiences severe cold in winter, but across the Cave Mountains, the towering mountains block the cold airflow from the south.

The further south you go, the warmer the climate begins to get.

After passing through the green pine forest, it seemed that they had passed through the high altitude area of ​​the mountainous area and entered the downhill road. The altitude and terrain of the southern foot of the Kudi Mountain Range decreased all the way. Vegetation grew at different altitudes, and the scenery they saw every day was different.

All the same.

The cave bottom mountain range is called the cave bottom mountain range because a dragon lives here.

A cloud dragon.

That beautiful creature has the appearance of a silver dragon, but its body is huge and its wings are thin. They are high-altitude creatures. They almost live on the spire of the highest mountain. There is its lair there. The mountain is under the dragon cave, so it is

It is called the Caboti Mountains.

Moreover, there are really underground caves in the mountain range at the bottom of the cave, and the stubborn ogres, rat-men and demons living here live below. The rat-men here are somewhat different from the rat-men of Ender. They are evil in nature and are robbers and bandits.

The biggest opponent of the ogres and rat-men is the cloud dragon. The two divide this mountainous area one by one. On the surface, humans and goblins live. This is also a legendary land of goblins.

Brown redwood forest.

The rumors about goblins here are famous. Goblins and humans live in harmony. Curiosity drives these little guys to penetrate into human society. They don't live long, but they always leave some strange little gifts.

Some noisy little guys are always a headache, but on the other hand, they can also bring about good changes. The fairies sing songs in the forest at night, hold banquets, and invite people to the table.

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Those who are invited will often have good luck for a period of time, so wild fairies are also regarded as a symbol of good luck.

Moreover, the magic of goblins can also affect the growth of plants and make crops more vibrant. Therefore, in general, farmers are happy to receive these little guests.

While passing through the forest where the ice and snow melted, one evening, Fang Plover saw these rumored little creatures. They were singing in the forest. They all looked like Miss Tata, but much more lively, and they lit up casually.

A ball of magic lights.

There were fluorescent crystals suspended in the air, and curly luminous plants growing from the rocks.

On a huge mushroom in the distance that was almost as big as his desk on the Seven Seas Traveler, the goblins held a small party. They all sang some cute, teasing lyrics and improvised.

Because fairies are all born artists.

They also saw Fang Plover, so they also included him in the song, laughing at him from a distance as the dull follower of the knight, who would fall into the quagmire if he was not careful.

As for the knight master, he is naturally Odin, but the latter is not much better. After a while, he becomes the Don Quixote of Etalia, challenging the dragon and the giant again, but he fails every time.

Please.

The fairies burst into laughter.

Fang Yu only found it interesting after hearing this, but Odin drew his sword and walked over. He was so frightened that he quickly stopped the person: "What are you doing? They were just joking."

"Just scare them. You'll get used to it after you come here a few times." Odin glanced at him and replied.

Sure enough, the goblins saw that Odin was angry, so they laughed and dispersed.

However, Fang Yu felt a little pity. He always felt that the goblins originally planned to invite them to the banquet. Although it was just a rumor that attending the goblins' banquet would bring good luck, wouldn't it be better to believe it?

A night of silence.

The next morning, Fang Plover met these little things again.

They sat on the leaves on the roadside, swaying their little feet, looking at him curiously, holding star dew in their hands. It was a beautiful thing collected by fairies in the dew and starlight. Legend has it that drinking star dew can obtain some precious treasures.

Gain effect.

Fang Plover has actually tasted it several times, given to him by Miss Tata, but it is not as powerful as the wild goblin, it is only slightly sweet and melts in his mouth.

Fang Plover looked at these little goblins who were looking at him eagerly, and knew that they wanted to exchange things with him. Goblins like jewelry, but unlike thrushes and ravens who steal things, they can only exchange with others and barter.

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And they don't care what kind of jewelry it is. Mortal value has no effect on them. They just like colorful and sparkling things.

It happened that he had some worthless colored jade stones on hand, so he gave one to each of these little guys.

The goblins carefully placed the star dew on his palm and motioned him to drink it.

Fang Plover raised his head and drank it all, took a look at his own condition, and probably added some willpower or something. These buffs will disappear before sunset. The fairies became happy and sang songs one after another.

The content is still making fun of him

The singing woke Odin up, and he glanced at him angrily. He didn't know why this guy always liked to get into a ball with these annoying, noisy little guys. The fairies seemed to be invisible beside Fang Plover.

The Tata people all said hello to her.

Fang Yu was a little curious when he saw it: "Do they know you?"

Miss Tata's green eyes were as calm as water, and she nodded: "Fairies are all born from the World Tree. We know the existence of everyone of the same kind when we are born. Although I am a dragon soul, I am also born from the soul of a fairy."

Fang Yu nodded.

The goblins left chirping, and he followed Odin on the road just now, still not satisfied.

Odin looked at him with a somewhat confused look and asked: "Do you like fairies very much?"

"They are very enthusiastic." Fang Yu answered after unscrewing the kettle, taking a sip. He raised the kettle again, poured it over, and found that the kettle was empty and had reached the bottom.

But the other party handed me a mirror.

Fang Plover took a look at the mirror with some doubts, and couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of water. He actually had a pair of pointed ears on his head, which were furry and trembling. They were none other than raccoons.
To be continued...