Ali's Bizarre Adventure

A group of heavily furred Freljords drove livestock and pushed heavy wooden carts.

Walking hard in the snow.

Behind him, there are countless messy footprints, winding footprints, spreading to the other side of the valley.

"It's windy here, everyone rest first."

said the matriarch.

The convoy stopped slowly, but the melodious singing continued. They sang the ancient ice and snow hymn.

—Praise Anivia!

In the ballad, Anivia brought the first snow to the world, she broke her shell and was born, and the fragments of the ice shell flew to the sky, turning into snowflakes and falling.And the breath from his flapping wings turned into a gale that swept across the Freljord.

"Bron, is this the nomad you're talking about?"

Ari stood on the mountain, looking down at the human beings in thick fur who were struggling forward in the valley.

Everyone is like an old man who is dying.

Every step is extraordinarily difficult.

Everyone hunched over.

No matter how strong the young people are, it is difficult for them to straighten their waists and walk for several days in the severe cold of early winter.

No one can easily walk on this land.

"Yes."

With a warm smile on Bron's face, "These people are all Notai people, from an ancient clan."

"The Notai clan?"

Ali frowned.

She seems to have heard of this clan somewhere, but now that she thinks about it, she can't remember it.

"The Notai people are good at singing and dancing. They have been walking on the land of the Freljord, compiling various legends into songs and dances, and passing them down to future generations. Let the long time not be able to swallow these great deeds."

Bron looked at the Notai people approvingly, "These people will warmly send blessings to people and bring joy to people with singing and dancing. Such a clan is rare in the Freljord now."

The songs of the Notai people are like a gust of summer wind.

Ethereal, melodious, melodious...

"However... there seem to be a little few people in this clan. Can they really survive like this?"

Ari looked at the Notai clan in the valley.

These people set up leather tents one by one, built piles of bonfires, and sang and laughed.

Even if it looks fun.

But this clan only has dozens of people, they are like a group of weak ants in the valley.

If you pass by an ancient beast casually, you may be crushed.

Gives people a feeling of life and death.

"The Notai people do not participate in disputes. They are optimistic, kind, and enthusiastic. Even strangers will receive their blessings. Most tribes will not attack this clan that brings joy to people."

Bron touched his bald head, "Of course... There is another reason, that is, the life of the Notai people is hard, they live as nomads, and there are almost no settlements. There are not many things worth grabbing."

"So you're saying they're in trouble?"

Ali asked suspiciously.

"Ah."

There was a hint of worry in Bron's expression, "People from the Frostguard Tribe have been secretly inquiring about them recently. These people from the Frostguard Tribe have been sowing discord among the various tribes, doing good deeds on the surface, but secretly they don't know what they're thinking."

Ahri's expression became serious, she never expected that the troubles encountered by the Notai clan were related to the Frostguard tribe.

This is for a clan of dozens of people.

Apparently a big. Trouble.

The current atmosphere of the Notai people seems to be very relaxed, maybe they don't realize that the Frostguard tribe is following them.

"Bron, do you know what the Frostguard Tribe wants to do?"

"I don't know."

Bron said helplessly, "Maybe they wanted to take something away, but the Notai people don't seem to have any mysterious treasures. In short...only when people from the Frostguard tribe show up can we know the reason."

Ari and the others stood far away in the snow-capped mountains, and the Notai people in the valley didn't notice them at all.

The Notai rested for the night.

the next day.

Continue heading south.

Lilia had a lively dream, in which she felt the beautiful hearts of the Notai people.

and their warmth and enthusiasm.

The Nuotai people happened to be on the same journey with Ari and the others, and Ari and the others had been secretly following the Nuotai people along the way.

until the dawn of the seven days.

As soon as the Notai people woke up from their sleep, a group of frost guard cavalry in black robes rushed out of the valley.

The dark magic enveloped the cavalry, connecting the entire cavalry into a whole. These magics made the horses, which were difficult to run in the ice and snow, become extraordinarily vigorous.It's like running on the grassland they are familiar with.

The rumbling sound shattered the sleep of the Notai people.

They woke up terrified.

"It's Drakron!!!"

An old soldier shouted, "Women, run with the children, we stay and stop them!"

Frostguard cavalry swooped down from the snow mountain.

Accompanied by the pitch-black chill.

as if.

Death is approaching.

"coming!"

Ari took out a few thousand copies, "The Frostguard tribe, since we have dispatched Drax's cavalry."

Ahri once fought against Delacron's cavalry.

These people are scary.

and.

Their appearance often means death.

If Ahri hadn't found Avarosa's True Ice Longbow in the desperate situation, it might have died in the hands of Delacron.

"It seems...the Notai people have something very important."

Braum picked up his shield.

"Are you going to fight?"

Gragas hugged the barrel and shook it, "I like fighting!"

Ari looked at the two strong fighters, they were as tall as two hills.

Let Ali feel at ease.

A long spear pierced the air from the cavalry, and flew towards the veteran soldiers who raised their arms and shouted with black magic.The swift speed is like a sharp arrow shot from a strong bow, tearing the wind.

"Be careful--"

The matriarch charged at the old warrior, holding her shield up.

But her speed couldn't keep up with the swift spear, and before she reached the old soldier, the spear had passed by not far from her.The cold breath made her feel a chill in her heart.

In the blink of an eye, a figure descended from the sky, and Braum appeared in front of the old soldier carrying a shield.

The sturdy body stood in front of the old soldier.

A huge shield that blocks deadly spears.

The old soldier looked at Bron in astonishment, the bulging solid muscles, and the huge body.

And a shield wrapped in solid ice.

"B...Bloom..."

The old soldier came back to his senses and muttered to himself.

"Old man, don't be in a daze, quickly evacuate with your people. Protect the children."

Bloom said.

Chapter 489 Power of Elements

In the valley, the Notai people were running around.

One by one, the cavalry, like the god of death skimming across the earth, frantically chased the survivors of the Notai clan.

If Ari and the others were not there, this would undoubtedly turn into a massacre.

"Lilia, go and protect the people to retreat."

Ari gathered three groups of foxfire, "Gragas, Braum, let's block this group of black robes."

"Ari, be careful."

Lilia held the dream branch and swept away a war horse, and the cavalry on the horse flew tens of meters away.

Screams echoed in the valley.

The cavalry team had a large number of people and was extremely fast. The Notai people could not run past them at all, and some people had already died under the cavalry's spears.The blood dyed the white snow red, and the warm corpse gradually turned cold.

Lilia picked up a fallen child and led the Notai people towards the top of the mountain.

Ahri and Braum block the cavalry.

Gragas was rampant on the battlefield, using his thick body to knock down war horses.

"Who are you?"

A sorcerer wearing a straight black iron helmet galloped forward on a horse that looked like an ancient beast, a unicorn.Solid black magic condensed around him, and he held a long-handled battle ax in his hand.

—Dracron!

It is a bit different from the previous Dracron, Marukolo, who led the Frost Guard cavalry.

This Delacron feels even colder.

More like Grim Reaper.

Even standing in front of him, one could feel a sense of chilling coercion, infinite fear spreading in people's hearts, gnawing at people's reason.

"People passing by."

Ari tried her best to keep calm, her nine tails spread behind her, "Who are you?"

"Servant of ice and snow!"

Delacron's voice was cold, "You better get out of the way, otherwise... we can only return you to ice and snow."

"Ha ha?"

Ari smiled seductively, "How kind of you to slaughter some unarmed people."

There was a faint murderous intent in the eyes behind the gap in Delacron's helmet.

A wave of extremely cold magic gathered in his hands, and a mass of terrifying magic energy flew towards Ahri.

Just when Ahri was about to use his big move to dodge.

Here comes Bron.