Star God Ruler of the Moon

"Let's go, it's not too far away, the exit of the Realm Gate is just ahead."

Although Anastasia was a little bit dissatisfied, she was not really angry. After arranging the slightly messy clothes, she obediently followed the other party.

After this battle, she no longer dared to urge the old man on the mountain.

After all, her agility is only C, and she is not particularly good at physical strength.

And because of being pampered in the palace all year round, Anastasia has a considerable degree of rejection of running and other sports, thinking:

"Even if there is a competition next time, I will compare it with Xingbu Ji. Her agility seems to be only comparable to E."

After turning over this episode of the journey, the Mountain Man and Anastasia came to the closed and tall space door. The black door was engraved with patterns of the sun, moon, stars and holy immortals.

The upcoming adventure made the princess a little impatient. She had read many similar literary works, and she yearned for such dangerous and romantic things.

"Go ahead and push the door open."

Under the motion of the old man of the mountain, Anastasia stepped forward, put both hands on the door and pushed it hard, ushering in a completely unknown new world.

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The capital of the empire, the palace hall.

The aging emperor sat high on the dragon chair with a scepter in his hand, and a group of civil and military officials were lined up below. The system of three days and one court meeting lasted for thousands of years, and the atmosphere was still so solemn and depressing.

"All my loves, the northern eunuch sent a rush note not long ago."

"The emergence of the super-dangerous species, Brezed, caused snow to fall in northern Xinjiang in summer, and the scope of the blizzard continued to expand. It was about to break through the northern wilderness and threaten the hinterland of the empire."

"What do you think we should do?"

The old emperor's slow but energetic words echoed in the hall, making the civil servants and generals start to think, and soon someone gave an answer.

"Your Majesty, the final general is willing to go to the northern border alone to fight against the super dangerous species, so as to eliminate the great trouble for the empire."

General Bude in golden armor knelt in front of the imperial steps and begged for his life. His resolute and rough face was full of determination, and the mighty aura he exuded attracted people's attention.

Before the old emperor could make a decision, another person came out from the queue of officials. He was tall and fat, with gray temples. He saluted and said:

"Your Majesty, the general bears the heavy responsibility of commanding the soldiers, just like the pillars of the empire."

"What's more, the southern barbarians have been making frequent moves recently, and the emerging rebel army is also gaining momentum, so General Bude must not leave the imperial capital easily."

The old emperor nodded when he heard the words, suppressed the emotion that had just arisen in his heart, and asked:

"It makes sense, then how do you think this matter should be handled, Ernest?"

Ernest didn't answer the old emperor's question directly, but thought about it for about half a minute, and then said after deliberation:

"Super dangerous species are inherently terrifying, and those that can cause regional climate change like this are even more powerful at the peak."

"Most of the affected areas are the barren lands on the frontiers of the empire. As far as the empire is concerned, the loss is not great. The lives of the citizens have not been affected. At most, some ethnic minorities will be lost. Therefore, I suggest to wait and see."

Ernest's words were recognized by most people in the hall, but there were still a few people who felt inappropriate, such as the current imperial minister Qiao Li.

"Your Majesty, those ethnic minorities are also citizens of the empire, but appropriate relief supplies should still be distributed. Otherwise, how can we get them to help us guard against the alien races in the north?"

Qiao Li's words also attracted the approval of civil and military courtiers one after another. The northern aliens and southern barbarians have always been the empire's confidantes, and the kingdoms in the west are also the objects of defense, so matters related to national defense have to be carefully considered.

"Minister Qiao Li, this is an old saying that seeks to seek the country."

The old emperor nodded slowly, considered carefully for a moment, and finally made a judgment after adopting many remonstrances, and ordered:

"Since this is the case, let Ornest be responsible for raising supplies and sending them to northern Xinjiang to appease the ethnic minorities."

"Also order the prefect of the north to keep an eye on the movements of the super dangerous species. If they invade the hinterland of our country further, they will send troops to suppress them immediately."

The ministers shouted 'Your Majesty is wise', and then retreated to leave.

On the other hand, Ornest, who had just been ordered, walked towards the imperial granary, with greed like a hungry wolf in his eyes, and he was completely different from the loyal counselor in the court before.

"I really have to thank that old thing, Qiao Li, for allowing me to swallow another windfall."

"As for those humble and rare ethnic groups in northern Xinjiang, even if they won't be frozen to death by the ice and snow, I will make them disappear!"

Calculating in this way, Ernest, who was nearly 60 years old, turned around and looked at the majestic palace, with a cruel and cunning smile on his lips, as if he was looking at his future new home.

A second later, Ernest returned to normal again, walked away slowly with his stomach behind his back, his walking posture looked like a fat penguin, and muttered in a low voice:

"Wait a little longer, the time is not yet ripe, and the planning for more than ten years is not far behind the past few years."

At the same time, the northern border of the empire.

The weather was gloomy, the sky was covered with thick black and turbid clouds, and the whole area was covered in heavy snow with goose feathers. The north wind roared and ran wildly in the wilderness.

In a certain leeward mountain depression, dozens of tents made of animal skins are close together, as if they are huddling together to keep warm.

A tall and burly figure was patrolling among the tents, his body was wrapped in several layers of thick animal skins, he was holding a kerosene lamp in his hand, and his face hidden under the fur cap was full of sorrow.

His name is Bartos, and he is the current patriarch of the Barutus tribe, who is currently worrying about the shortage of food.

The Baluts, who live by hunting dangerous species, do not do farming. Except for dried meat, most of the food is obtained through trading with merchants.

With the bad weather right now, it doesn't look like there will be a caravan passing by.

After walking through all the tents, Bartos returned to the largest tent in the center of the garrison, carefully opened the curtain and got in to prevent too much cold wind from entering the tent.

As soon as he entered the room, a girl who was sharpening a knife stood up and greeted him. While reaching out to help wipe off the snow on his clothes, she asked:

"Father, how is the situation in the clan?"

After taking off several layers of animal fur coat, Bartos sat down by the brazier, stretched out his hand to hold his daughter in his arms, and sighed:

"The clan is running out of food, Estes."

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Chapter 290 Nine Estes

"Nearly half of the newborn babies died, and some of the sick clansmen couldn't bear it anymore."

"All the elderly people chose to leave on their own, taking nothing with them except a pair of warm clothes."

Hearing Bartos's deep voice, the 13-year-old Esdesi realized the seriousness of the matter, and the little hand holding the hem of his clothes couldn't help but tighten tightly.

Summer was supposed to be a good season for hunting, but now it was impossible to find prey at all. The bad weather was one reason, and the other was the arrival of super dangerous species.

The sudden ice and snow subverted all the order on this land, not only human beings, but also many dangerous species living here were also wiped out.

Estes glanced at the curtain of the tent, and the cold air poured into the tent frequently, making her subconsciously wrap her clothes tighter, and murmured:

"This blizzard is getting more and more violent. I really don't know when this disaster will pass."

Feeling the cold, Bartos filled some fuel into the brazier, picked up the long sword that was set aside and put it on the whetstone to polish it, and responded:

"When Blazerde leaves, the blizzard will naturally dissipate, but we don't have that much time to wait, because we will starve to death before then."

The atmosphere in the tent fell into silence, only the sound of the friction between the sword and the whetstone was rattling.

Estes sat back in his seat again, picked up a short knife and began to sharpen it, because maintaining weapons is a daily homework for the Baluts.

"Then Dad, what should we do? If we go out and look for it, we may meet prey."

Hearing this, Bartos stopped what he was doing, and looked up at Esdeth with a look of determination in his eyes.

"No, there is a more thorough method, and that is to kill the super-dangerous Brezed."

Although he has never really seen the appearance of a super dangerous species, Esdeth can also see the strength of the opponent through the severe blizzard in front of him.

"But···"

She was about to speak to persuade her father to give up such a dangerous idea, but she was interrupted by Bartos just after she said a few words:

"The Balutus tribe is a tribe that hunts dangerous species for a living. No matter what level of dangerous species it is, they are just prey in our eyes."

He put his hands on Estes' young shoulders, stared into his daughter's eyes, and reiterated:

"Esdes, you have to remember! This is a world where the weak prey on the strong. Only the strong can survive, and only the strong can live better."

Looking away from his beloved daughter, Bartos sharpened his long sword vigorously again, with a serious and pious expression, as if he was doing a ceremony before the expedition.

Estes stood beside his father, quietly watching the other's every move, and felt a sense of determination from him.

"Even if we, the Baluts, die, we will die in a vigorous battle, instead of huddling in a tent like a coward and waiting to be starved to death!"

And while Bartos was sharpening his sword, the Barutus warriors in the other tents were also doing the same thing in unison.

Although they knew that the chances of winning were very small, they had to choose this way in order to survive.

Even if it fails, it can reduce the population of the clan to a certain extent, and leave the little food for others, making this small clan more likely to continue.

When the long sword in his hand was sharpened, Bartos slowly inserted it into the scabbard, put on the leather armor placed in the corner, and gave Esdeth a hug.

Feeling the warmth from her father, Estes also reached out and hugged Bartos, with reluctance in her eyes, but she knew that it was impossible to keep him.

"Father, can I go with you? I also have the strength to hunt dangerous species alone."

"This is impossible, my little Estes, you are the most proud daughter of my Bartos, and you will continue to lead the tribe to survive better in the future."

About half a minute later, Bartos strode out of the tent and shouted loudly in the blizzard:

"Hey, warriors of the Baluts tribe! Are you all ready with your swords?"

Responding to the patriarch's call, men in full armor came out of the tent one after another. Everyone's face was filled with excitement, bloodthirsty light shone in their eyes, and they shouted loudly.

"Ulla! Ulla! Ulla! Ulla! Ulla!"

Looking at the imposing clansmen, Bartos selected some of the strongest and most powerful fighters to stay in order to protect the safety of women, children and children.

Then, he led the team out of the fence of the station, and embarked on a journey of no return in the wind and snow.

After confirming that the team had gone far, Estes, holding a dagger, quietly slipped out of the tent, took advantage of the gap between patrols to get out of the station, and followed after following the footprints on the snow.

The petite girl was running on the vast snow field, her azure blue eyes glowed with a chill that was colder than solid ice.

"Brazed? Just let me remember your appearance, and I will kill you myself in the future!"

And just as the Baluts came after the traces of the super-dangerous species, Brezed, who had just woken up from sleep, started wandering like a lord patrolling his territory.

Blazed, who looks like a crocodile, is ice blue all over and the size of a hill. His thick limbs support his huge body, and his whole body is covered with hard scales.

It originally lived on the glaciers in the extreme north, but no one knows why it came here so far.

Brazed, who was walking on the snow field, flicked his tail leisurely, his brass-colored eyes the size of wheels scanned the surroundings, as if looking for prey to fill his stomach.

Suddenly, a pitch-black door appeared on its way forward, attracting Brezed's attention.

Behind the space door, Anastasia pushed the two doors open forcefully, saw the white scenery behind the door, and felt extremely familiar.

"It's snowing so much, it seems to be bigger than the snow in my hometown."

The princess who was born in Tsarist Russia stepped into the snow, and the cold wind like a sword was blowing on her body, but she herself didn't notice it.

The Old Man of the Mountain walked out of the space door right after him. In order not to frighten the innocent outsiders, he took off his skull mask and put on the Lich King's attire.

The harsh wind and snow hit the armor, and the mountain man who stayed on the ice valley and snow field all year round also didn't feel how bad the weather was, and he was obviously used to it for a long time.

Seeing two humans appearing in front of his eyes, although Blazerde felt a little disgusted, he was still not ready to let the prey go, and ran over.

Sensing the shaking of the ground, the old man of the mountain looked into the distance, and after seeing the crocodile monster galloping towards him, he raised his hand and drew out the ice-blue sword at his waist.

"Anna, come behind the old man. I didn't expect to encounter wild game as soon as I came here. It's really lucky."

And just as Anastasia hid behind the old man on the mountain, Brezard also ran in front of the two, opened his mouth and let out a deafening roar.

"Ow, ooh, ooh—"

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Chapter Three Hundred

Blazerde's high-pitched roar sounded far away, and the turbulent power on his body caused strong winds, and the already bad snowstorm completely deteriorated into a natural disaster.

Bartos in the distance heard Brezed's roar, subconsciously stopped, and raised his hand to signal to the team behind him.

The Baluts warriors who cooperated tacitly dispersed immediately, each found a place to hide, and slowly moved towards the direction of the super dangerous species.