Under the gray sky, the military camp located halfway up the mountain was noisy and noisy. The soldiers either walked around the mountain or practiced against each other to relieve the cold surrounding the frozen bone marrow.

However, not everyone is like this. Some would rather lie in the camp with various heating clothes than move more. Some would be so cold that they had lost their ability to move, while others would be more like "eating around and waiting to die."

At this moment, a small team of three people was located in a remote place at the foot of the mountain to start a "picnic".

The night watchman named Eddie was wrapped in a bear fur coat and squatted beside the fire, with a long sword of a bald crow inserted into his hand and flipped it over and over again. The bonfire was smoked and the aroma of meat gradually spread.

"If the messenger fails, I will be a full ghost."

Eddie said, staring at the mail delivery crow secretly stolen from the messenger, Adam's apple rolled subconsciously.

"Can a bird fill your stomach?" Paipu looked at him strangely, shook his head, and then couldn't help but look up at the mountain on the left.

"Jon, do you say Lord Messenger can succeed?"

"The messenger will not fail." The last person here answered, his voice didn't sound much hesitant, but his tone was a little absent-minded.

"I'm still thinking about your savage?" Seeing his appearance, the Eddie who was roasting the crow couldn't help but sigh: "Give up, Jon, as a sworn night watchman, I don't think you will have a good result."

Pipp also nodded. "Yes, we are not allowed to marry and have children, let alone be a savage?"

"Of course I know this." Jon frowned when he heard this: "But the old god..."

"What's wrong with the old god?"

Jon shook his head and said nothing. In response, Eddie and Pipp looked at each other and changed the subject.

"All I can say is, Samwell was so lucky to not come."

"Yes, this place is probably the coldest place in the world, and it can freeze all the people and chickens."

"I regret it a little... Jon, why did you say you should come with me? If you don't come with me, I won't come with me. If I don't come with me, I won't be frozen to death."

"No one asked you to follow me, Eddie, your legs are on you, you didn't choose it yourself. And you are not dead yet."

Pip's words made Eddie choke in anger. He opened his mouth to say something, but eventually changed the subject. "When it comes to Sam, I suddenly remembered that he was hiding in the quilt and crying a while ago, saying that Lord Messenger stole his treasure..."

He sneered as he said.

"It's so funny. What's the matter with Lord Messenger snatching him something?"

"Sam never lie." Pip couldn't help saying: "He didn't even have the courage to lie, everyone knows."

"So..." Eddie blinked, "Do you really think Lord Messenger stole his baby?"

"If this is true," Jon, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly said: "Then that lord must have his reasons."

Hearing him say this, the two companions couldn't help but look at him, "Okay, Jon, even if that lord saved your father, Samwell is still our friend."

"I'm just a rational analysis." Jon replied.

"It's so strange. When did our Lord Snow learn to think rationally?"

"Maybe after the savage slapped him?"

"It's a pity that she slapped a little late. I'd better have done this before leaving."

As they said that, the two looked at each other and couldn't help laughing.

Jon was a little depressed by his friends' teasing. He sat in front of the campfire, absent-mindedly fiddling the fire in front of him with branches. After a while, he said:

"Everyone said that I came for Yagertict, but in fact the adult saved my father's life. I just wanted to repay him. Although he didn't need it, I couldn't help, but..."

This made his two friends who laughed at him slightly restrain their expressions, and then they corrected their minds and began to listen carefully. However, they were serious, but Jon suddenly stopped talking.

In this regard, Pipe, who was sitting opposite him, wondered: "What? Our beauty is shy and can't continue to say anything?"

Ignoring his teasing, Jon's expression was stunned, looking at the backs of his two companions gradually becoming solemn.

Seeing him like this, Eddie and Pipp immediately reported it and turned around and looked at it, but their faces also changed drastically.

Looking around, a touch of black suddenly appeared at the end of the originally gray and dim sky on the vast snow-white plain!

The black color was just like hair at first, subtle and inconspicuous, but it grew rapidly in a few breaths, and finally revealed its true face-

It was a black cloud!

A dark cloud buried in all the gray sky in sight!

The clouds were as black as ink carbon, and as if they were pure black dyes without any other colors. As they surged rapidly, they were like a flood, spreading wildly at the end of the sky!

"That's...what?"

Pipp couldn't help asking, his eyes that were not very big were staring like copper bells.

No one answered him. The two companions beside him were already speechless at this time and were shocked by this natural disaster scene.

The black clouds surged, driving away the light and bringing darkness. The snow-white plain outside the abyss blockade line was gradually shrouded in shadows, and then the shadow spread wildly, and soon it arrived near the blockade line!

Black clouds enveloped the sky, and strong winds spread along with it. The snow on the ground was blown to scatter like sand. The trees around that were sparsely sparse due to the cutting of the army began to sway violently, and the air flow between the mountain streams swirled and made a whimpering sound.

In this case, the fire in front of the three people was unknowingly blown out, and the roasted crow stuck in Eddie's long sword was also buried by the blown snow.

But at this moment, Eddie, who was originally hungry and thirsty, had no intention of taking care of his food anymore.

He stared at all this in a daze, and was stunned for a while, and suddenly felt a chill on his forehead, so Eddie looked up at the sky, then couldn't help but moan.

"Damn it, it's snowing..."

...

The wind and clouds on the mountain changed color, and the sealed ground under the mountain was constantly ringing in the sound of gloomy and high-pitched spells.

A series of strange spells that blurted out were thrilling, with extreme and hoarseness in their tone. Just listening to the sound was like a cult sacrifice site.

Shir stood in front of the magic circle depicted by blood, with a solemn expression, his mouth kept opening and closing, and his voice filled the surrounding space.

He chanted a spell, his hands held high with his still active flesh and blood heart, and his black robe and wide sleeves fell off as a result.

Under the green light full of life, bursts of bright red blood flowed out of the blood vessels that were beating the heart in their hands, flowing along Charles' white arms, gradually soaking the underarms' clothes, blending with the black fabric, forming a sticky dark red.

The dampness that was pouring blood on his body was quite uncomfortable, but at this moment he had completely ignored such trivial matters.

He just kept reciting spells, staring at the magic circle ahead and the strange meteorites surrounded by the magic circle.

The deep blue meteorite that blends into the white space is an empty shell and has no reaction to everything he does at this time. As the spell sounds, the magic array around it slowly begins to change.

The dark light quietly emerged on various surface symbols constructed by blood. The skulls and toes on the edges of the surroundings suddenly began to shake when the Charles spell chants a certain syllable.

The surrounding white space slowly spread out grey mist, which was cold and cold, gathering around the magic circle, covering everything, including Shir.

A vine extending from above was forced to retract, but within a short while, the vine descended rapidly and forcibly broke into the gray fog surrounding it!

Eventually it stagnated behind Charles' neck and gently touched its skin.

"You're going to hurry up, the strange god has noticed your behavior."

An old voice appeared in Charle's heart, and his voice was quite solemn, but he could not hide a sense of joy.

The three-eyed crow seemed very happy that the behavior in front of Charles could pose a threat to the meteorite.

However, Charle did not respond to this, and his eyes were still staring at everything in front of him without blinking, with a focused look on his face and no distraction.

As the gray fog gathered more and more, the spells in his mouth became more and more rapid, and the bone products around the magic array were trembling extremely violently. At first, they were shaking slightly, but now they seemed to jump up and down.

Under this strange progress, not long after, a skull that had a violent reaction during the ceremony suddenly flew and floated up suddenly!

Then the second one, the third one…

Ten skulls jumped up one after another, and brought several gray hair-like threads into the magic circle on the ground. These strange threads were tightly wrapped around each skull, and the end was connected to the toes on the ground, with heads and tails. When stretched and floated, it seemed to form a special "life".

After the general outline of the creature appeared, gray smoke gathered and wrapped. Finally, these strange things in front of us turned into human figures shrouded in fog!

The human figures were made of mist, and as they surging, two scarlet lights flashed in their eyes. As soon as they were born, they stood quietly around the arc of the magic circle and stared at Charles with their weird eyes.

This situation looks very strange at first glance. However, Charles, who had "experienced" twice, ignored it, and the hoarse spell in his mouth never stopped, but he kept pinching time in his heart and preparing silently.

However, things did not go so smoothly. Shortly after these ten fog figures appeared, a violent vibration suddenly came around. The vibration came suddenly, and the trembling under his feet almost stopped the spell in Shire's mouth!

Fortunately, he was quite determined and finally kept reciting.

After the vibration around him appeared, it began to become more and more intense, and the ground roared, and the white void above his head kept coming from the sound of crisp stones breaking, accompanied by the rustling sound of vines struggling, the situation seemed a little bad.

The earthquake gradually grew stronger. Soon after, countless gravels began to fall on the top of the sealed ground, crackling and falling on the ground, making loud impacts. A sharp gravel even fell on Charles' forehead, smashing his head and bleeding.

However, Charles, whose brain was smashed, did not show a painful expression. Instead, he breathed a sigh of relief as if he was relieved. Then he shook the surrounding earth and the bright red heart held high in his hand was suddenly thrown to the meteorite in the center of the ceremony!

With the rumbling sound, the slight popping sound was vaguely heard, the heart was broken, and due to the extreme coldness, the minced meat suddenly solidified on the surface of the meteorite along with the viscous blood.

And the moment the heart broke, the ten "special creatures" staring at Shire also diverted their sight.
Chapter completed!