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Chapter 64 The Mysterious Snowman Mural

At the same time, the subsequent murals also depict snowman leaders taller than ordinary snowmen. Their eyes can freeze prey seen by ice and exhaled cold air freezes through large areas.

Under the leadership of these snowman leaders, the outer area of ​​the Renver Mountains has completely become a paradise for snowmen, and they are the overlords at the top of the food chain.

Modrian continued to look back. Under the baptism of time, many great existences were born, but without exception, no snowman leader wanted to enter the depths of the Renver Mountains.

Until the 35th mural, the Snowman tribe appeared the most powerful snowman leader and the most powerful giant evil snowman. Under its leadership, people began to penetrate deep into the Renver Mountains.

The initial exploration journey was relatively smooth. We hunted out the wild beasts and monsters that were blocking the journey, and opened up many cave mountains suitable for snowmen to live in. Everything was so prosperous.

Finally, while constantly exploring and killing, the snowmen encountered their invincible enemies. According to the mural, the short, thick body and dense beard should be the dwarfs.

Two different races and civilizations began to confront the Renver Mountains. What Modrian couldn't understand was that the dwarf's strength was clearly depicted on the snowman mural, especially highlighting the terrifying strength of the heavy hammer dwarf warrior.

The group of dwarf warriors wearing heavy armor and holding heavy hammers swept across the snowman territory, and even the giant evil snowmen were slaughtered by dwarves one after another.

There are many murals about that racial war. After reading it, Modrian found that most of them focused on depicting the confrontation between the heavy hammered dwarf warrior and the giant evil snowman.

The more I watched, the more boring it became. However, there was no good idea, so Modrian had to jump and watch.

These murals record the changes and development of the snowman race under the war in time. The depiction style starts from abstraction to vividness at the end, allowing a clear understanding of the progress of history.

Modrian also saw the result of the race war on the mural behind. The dwarf easily won the victory, and the snowman leader knelt on his knees in front of a dwarf to show his surrender.

The dwarves gave the snowman leader a gray-white shield and a gray-white heavy rifle, recognizing the snowman's vassal status.

This also understands why the murals deliberately tend toward the dwarf warriors, because the snowmen are losers and they accept the rule of the dwarfs.

The following murals carve out the changes in life after the snowman surrendered. With the help of the dwarves, the snowman civilization developed rapidly, and occasionally they could obtain heavy iron armor and sharp weapons assigned by the dwarves.

Modrian was a little confused. If the Snowman civilization and the existence of dwarves, the Renver Mountains would not become a forbidden place for life, but would develop tribes or villages in the mountains.

Although I learned from the murals that the Snowman was brutal and bloodthirsty, it was much better under the constraints of the dwarves, and at least I would not attack the human ranks for no reason.

What led to the demise of the Snowman civilization and the disappearance of the dwarves in the Renver Mountains?

In the towns of Irvingdale and Edalas, Modrianko had never heard of snowmen and dwarfs in the Renver Mountains.

As his pace accelerated, Modrian hurriedly browsed some unimportant murals and went directly to the end of the mural, hoping to answer his doubts.

Looking up at the huge mural in front of me, it depicts a towering castle located between the mountains. The gray walls are a little higher than the peaks, and the thick gates are depicted with mysterious patterns, some similar to magic circles.

Modrian breathed a sigh of relief. This was a castle that was even more majestic than the city of Edalas, or more appropriately, it could be called a fortress.

On the mural, this towering fortress belonging to the dwarf seemed to be swallowed by shadows, and even the sky was stained with shadows. Only the inside of the fortress was flashing with a faint glow, as if it was making a final struggle.

Looking at the next mural, the shadows completely swallowed the fortress, and the light red glow covered the mountain area, and the snow people began to panic.

As a last resort, the snowman leader sent several powerful giant evil snowmen into the dwarf fortress, but none of them came out.

Then black mist spread out from the fortress, sweeping across the mountain forest, countless beasts and monsters began to riot, and even some snowmen were affected by black mist, killing their own kind indiscriminately.

The last mural is full of darkness and scarlet redness. A large number of snowman corpses accumulate between caves and mountains, and the flowing blood completely dyes the area where the snowman lives.

Modrian clearly felt the emotions of the survivors from the marks of the mural, which was the horror of unknown disasters and the despair of civilization.

"Didn't you have time to escape?" Modrian suppressed the throbbing in his heart and thought thoughtfully.

"Huh?" Under the last mural, Modrian found a few common words in mainland China, but because of the long time, the weathering was much blurred, and only a few words could be roughly seen.

"Deep...aby...evil...demon?"

After reading these words gently, Modrian frowned, which actually involved the existence of the abyss, and even the demons?

If Modrian, who was once a noble young master, was disdainful of the existence in these mythological stories, then after experiencing the confrontation with the Iron Thorn Cavalry, the terrifying strength of the knight, and the extraordinary power of the mage, he could be sure that most of them were facts.

Now, the mural in front of him told Modrian that as he continued to penetrate deeper into the Renver Mountains, how should he choose, continue or retreat?

"Sir Modrian, there is nothing to gain here!" A heavy voice interrupted Modrian's thoughts. Looking back at Dryus standing beside him, he smiled faintly.

Demon? Sorry, I have the support of the Valoran Continent. Just the strength of the Noxus Empire, I will not be afraid of false demons.

What's more, there is a real demon. Modrian doesn't believe that those legendary greedy and bloodthirsty guys would stay quietly in the Renver Mountains.

Moreover, the various temples in the continent of Kaladimos will not allow the existence of demons. According to myths and rumors, the war at Ragnarok at dusk has a great relationship with the abyss.

"Send someone out to inform the war stonemason that there is a simple map of the Renver Mountains here, which can be compared and modified." Modrian pointed to the mural behind him and said to Dryus. In the murals just now, he found that there were many geographical depictions of the Renver Mountains.

"Yes!" Dryus said respectfully, and immediately arranged a soldier from the Choi Falli Army to return to the outside of the Snowman Cave as usual.

Always have a sense of awe for unknown things, but don't let awe hinder your path forward.
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