Wizard God Seat

In the snow and ice mountains where the Mengs tribe is located, it snows for half of the year. At this time, it coincides with winter. In the blink of an eye, the whole tribe fell into the wind and snow again.

Mengdao stood on a watchtower at the entrance of the village, while watching wherever he could see, he drank a gulp of strong wine, and after the strong wine, his belly seemed to have an extra fire, dispelling Mengdao. The chill on the body.

Nodded in satisfaction, lowered his head and stuffed the wine pouch into his arms. When Meng Dao raised his head again, three figures in blue rims and white robes had already appeared under the watch tower.

His complexion changed, Mengdao put his hand on the hunting knife on his waist and asked in a low voice, "Who are you?"

Hearing Mengdao’s yelling, the one standing in the middle of the three people stretched out and pulled down the hood on his head, revealing a benevolent face, I saw him smiling at Mengdao, his voice was not loud, but extremely clear Said: "White-clothed Archbishop Frankie of the Ice and Snow Goddess Temple asked to see Meng Ying, the elder of the Montessori tribe, and please inform us."

Although Mengdao looks only in his thirties, he is actually in his fifties. He is familiar with many things in the tribe, and naturally includes things about Oresa’s parents, so he I immediately knew why these people from the Ice and Snow Goddess Temple came here.

Nodding solemnly, Meng Dao said to the three Frankies: "Please wait here for the three of you. I will report to the Great Elder now."

After speaking, Meng Dao took out a horn from his body and blew it briefly, and immediately two young men from the Meng clan came to the door of the village, looking at the three Frankies with some caution.

At this moment, Mengdao jumped down from the observation tower, gave a simple command to the two young men from the Mengshi tribe, and rushed towards the village.

When Meng Dao left, the two people standing behind Frankie also lifted the hoods on their heads. Among them, standing to the left of Frankie was a man with a cold expression. His eyes were slightly narrowed, as if sleeping. Being awake is not saying anything.

However, the gorgeous woman standing on Frankie's right side was slightly dissatisfied and said: "These barbarians are really big, we came here personally, and we even waited for them so long in the wind and snow. ."

Hearing what this woman said, Frankie shook his head and said: "Lormondsa, you have to pay some respect to the people of the Montessori tribe. Among the barbarians, the Montessori tribe is also considered to be the top five tribe. Their ancestor spirits are second only to the ancestor spirits of the Yan tribe, possessing legendary power."

"Legend? Isn't the main material world capable of only having the power of level six? Even if you use some secret methods to temporarily increase your strength to level seven, it will only take a very short time, and you will suffer backlash from the main material world. How could their ancestor spirit be a legend!"

"The ancestor spirit of the barbarian belief is in the spirit world. It is a semi-plane that has not yet grown into the world, living in the main material world, and there is no upper limit to their power.

And with the belief of barbarians, they can use the totem of the ancestor spirit to display power in the main material world. This power will also be limited to the sixth level, but that does not mean that the ancestor spirit cannot be stronger in the main material world. It’s just that the use of higher-level power will suffer the backlash of the main material world.

Theoretically speaking, ancestor spirits can display legendary powers in an instant, but correspondingly, they will fall under the backlash of the main material world. Therefore, I let you have some respect for the Montessori tribe. After all, they also have a legend. The tribe guarded by the strong. "

Listening to Frankie's words, Lomonsa's face became a little dignified, but still did not necessarily have a lot of respect. After all, the Ice and Snow Goddess Temple is an absolute behemoth on the North Road. By the number of fingers, even the Mongolian tribe, a group of barbarians, has the background of legendary ancestor spirits. How could they not have the corresponding means in the ice and snow goddess temple.

Before the great elder Meng Ying brought the Mongolian blood, the Mongolian sword, and some strong elders of the Mongolian tribe to the village, she looked at Frankie and nodded and said: "Frankie, we haven't seen each other for many years. "

Looking at Mengying, Frankie nodded and said with a smile: "Yes, it's been more than 20 years. Since that time your son...Oh, sorry, since then, you have also decreased After going out, we naturally haven't seen it."

"Well, our Montessori tribe doesn't have the right to treat guests in the wind and snow. Come on, follow us in first."

After speaking, Frankie and Meng Ying walked side by side towards the village, and kept going straight to the top of the hill where the village was located. Using the topography of the hill, inside the large palace excavated from it.

Meng Ying took Frankie into it and sat straight in the middle of the palace. Behind her was a warrior totem holding a hatchet and a buckler. Now this totem represents the ancestor spirit of the Mengs tribe. .

Frankie took Lomondsa and sat at the starting place of Mengying. Under Mengying's reception, the group simply ate and drank some things, and after chatting about what they had seen in the past, the business finally ushered in~www.mtlnovel .com~Frankie, you are also a busy person in the Ice and Snow Goddess Temple, how come you come to me. "

Taking a sip of the wine in the glass, Frankie smiled and said: "Of course it is to bring good news to your Montessori tribe. My lord Ice and Snow Goddess sent an oracle a few days ago, please go down to the Temple of the Holy Woman The ice and snow temple on the Kalmar Snow Mountain was baptized for ninety-nine days. We came this time to welcome His Royal Highness."

Hearing this, Meng Ying's face changed slightly, and her face was a little ugly and said, "Didn’t you say that you won’t become a saint until Oresa is twenty-five? Why did you come so early, Oresa? This year is only 23 years old!"

Frankie didn't seem to hear the dissatisfaction in Mongolian English, and he still smiled and said: "Grand Elder, His Royal Highness Oreza will indeed officially become a saint on her 25th birthday, but before that, Olei Her Royal Highness Sa needs to be baptized, she needs to be familiar with the rules and regulations that the saint needs to know, and more importantly, she needs to know the various doctrines of our lord. For these things, two years have been very short."

Meng Ying looked at Frankie's smiling face, her complexion worsened, and at the same time a trace of anger appeared in Meng Ying's eyes, almost gushing out of them. (To be continued.)