The spirit of war in DNF is immortal.A

Chapter 548 Familier's Skillful Use

In the vast expanse of snow, it seems that only the cold wind blows, and there are almost no creatures to be seen.

There is no way, in the snowy area of ​​Ston where the temperature is as low as minus [-] degrees, even the Bantu people who are born as high-ranking warriors above the tenth rank, the weaker part cannot live in such an extremely cold area. In the Stru Mountains, they competed with the Frost Tigers for a bit of habitat, and the more powerful Bantu masters also needed to resist the extreme cold with house milk wine, let alone some other ordinary creatures, who could not bear such a situation at all. limit temperature.

But if we talk about living things, it’s not that there are no such creatures. At least the ice elemental spirits naturally bred in the ice world, and some creatures suitable for living in the snow, such as Shefox, Snow Walker, and Shelaine, are still very tenacious to survive. From time to time, you can see some shadows that disappear in a blink of an eye.

"Hoo...Grandma Scasa's cold!" He let out a breath of cold air, and among a squad of Bantu warriors floating in the sky patrolling, the leading Walker captain wiped the corners of his mouth and rubbed his face. The hideous face with tattoos let out a burst of complaints.

"Captain, there's no need to patrol anymore. Go down and have a rest!" Seeing his captain's angry look, the Walker warrior behind him stomped his feet in the air and asked inquiringly.

"No! Even if you cold out your damn Scasa bird, you can't leave your post without permission!" The tattooed Captain of the Walker tribe sternly responded with a move on his face.

The Walker warrior subconsciously covered his lower body, with a few drops of cold sweat streaming down his forehead.

"Here, Captain. The current Belmar Principality is completely fragmented. It can't even protect itself. How can it invade my family's territory? We dare not provoke those Frost Tigers in the Stru Mountain Range. They are weak and weak." How could it be possible to provoke such a human being." But despite being reprimanded, the Walker warrior still spit out his thoughts with a straight neck.

As a race that believes in the "Wolf God" Walker, it is the nature of the Walker tribe to be rebellious and unruly. No matter how powerful they are, their temperament cannot be suppressed.

"You little bastard! That's true! Those weak humans who are like the damn Scassa probably don't dare to provoke us in the current situation on the mainland." A trace of the tattooed face of the Walker clan leader flashed. Appreciating it, he nodded and said, "Let's just rest for a while."

Saying that, a dozen or so Bantu barbarians from the patrol team lowered their altitude and landed on the snow.After taking a deep breath, he sat cross-legged on the snow and began to drink the house milk wine.

"Huh? What's that?" But while drinking House's custard, the Bantu warrior who had just made a suggestion moved his eyes and saw a short, fat, white thing rolling on the snow in the distance. In the past, the speed is extremely fast.

When the members of the patrol team heard the words, they immediately picked up their weapons and looked nervously at the chubby thing.

"The whole body is white...could it be Shefox or Shepiger?" the Bantu captain rubbed his chin and murmured doubtfully.

"Haven't you ever seen Shefox and Sheepig who can roll balls on the snow?" Bantu warriors also learned how to rub their beardless chins, and said with a frown .

"Mr. Ge! Learn from me, Skasa! Damn child!" Seeing his subordinates imitating himself, the Bantu leader's muscles twitched, and he slapped his head with a slap: "No need Just ignore it! It’s probably just a strange-looking ice elf, and it may even be under the command of the Snow Queen. As long as it’s not human, don’t worry about it!”

"Okay, okay! What an unlucky Skasa mother, I know." The Bantu warrior covered his slapped head depressedly, and walked aside unwillingly.

"Captain Lengya, when will you change your 'Skasa' mantra? Even that idiot Shadowya has learned it." Seeing this, another Bantu warrior who was clearly not low in status smiled and said indifferently. Said.

"I can't change it, Vice Captain Jue Ya." The captain of the Bantu tribe with tattoos on his face sighed sadly: "I don't know that the Bantu tribe has been butted by that Goblin called Doug in Scasa. How many years have I been abused? Since my last ten generations, every ancestor has died under the hands of Scassa, all the way to my father. This kind of resentment is deeply rooted in my heart, and I can only vent it like this..."

"'Ice Dragon' Scassa..."

Jue Ya, the vice-captain of the team, couldn't help but darken when he heard it. He raised his head and took a sip of House milk wine.

"One day, sooner or later, I will poke, bone, blow, ashes this domineering dragon! I swear!" With endless resentment flashing in his eyes, Leng Ya said in a low voice.

……

Listening to the conversation between the two captain-level masters, no one paid any attention to that little thing that could roll a ball on the snow.

Soon, Snowball disappeared from the eyes of this group of patrol members.

But they really didn't know that in a snow cave hundreds of miles away, drops of sweat dripped from the forehead of a certain white-haired magician, extremely nervous.

The squat, rolling thing is not some snow elf, nor is it some snow animal, but Emily's Familier Frost Yeti.

This thing, which can be distinguished at a glance in the ordinary human world, has successfully put on a protective color in today's snowy environment, and it is miraculous that it was not discovered by the densely packed Bantu patrols along the way. Successfully sneaked into the center of the Ston Snow Region - the most important habitat of the Bantu people.

There are all the top experts of the Bantu people here, there are endless special Bantu tents, it has a relatively warm temperature, it has a wide area, and it also has the largest number of powerful people of the Bantu people.

It stands to reason that such an important place should be the most closely guarded, but in reality it is completely different.Outside the entire tribe, there are only a few 35th-rank Bantu warrior kings, that is, the "Bantu warriors" they call themselves, guarding them. strange things.

But it's normal to think about it, because the people who can live in it are extremely powerful, and basically don't need anyone to protect them. Most of the Bantu members with combat effectiveness are basically in the snowy area. Find food and protect your farm from being eaten by some snowy creatures.

Soon, a chubby snowball creature stretched out its big belly and sneaked in from a corner of the wall surrounding the tribal territory.

It has to be said that the infrastructure of the Bantu tribe is unspeakably poor. Even the defensive wall is full of loopholes. Or from another perspective, the Bantu tribe may not need it.As a race that is good at aggression rather than defense and counterattack, things like walls may just be a symbolic content.

However, the moment the chubby frosty snowman entered the enclosure, Emily, who was controlling it, heard an ethereal voice: "Guests from afar, why do you enter here instead of the gate? ? But you may be the envoy sent by Rose, the Queen of Frost? No matter what, please come to the Kuni High Priest Hall in the center of the territory to find me. Seeing that you don’t have any fighting power, you shouldn’t be malicious. I’m Min Thai."

(End of this chapter)