Countless icy peaks like towering swords form the Death Mountains.

From the era of the Dragon War to the present, the Death Mountains are mountains that even the elves blood magicians with elves food cannot cross.

It takes a lot of physical strength to find and dig a road on many nearly vertical ice surfaces. Extremely cold and thin air can speed up the loss of physical strength of a magician.

The most important thing is that the naturally disordered and strong winds formed between many vertical ice peaks are comparable to the forbidden techniques performed by powerful magicians.

This level of wind can easily roll a magician into the air thousands of meters away.

Therefore, the cable wrapping method used by the magician team to cross the ice peaks does not work at all. Otherwise, when they encounter a sudden attack of wind power of this level, not only will a few die, but a long list will be swept out and killed.

A legion covered in frost was walking high in the Death Mountains.

The Death Mountain treats everyone equally.

This legion, like a row of ants, traveled through the mountains of Death, from time to time, several magicians were swept from the ice by the terrifying wind and fell to the bottomless abyss below.

But neither the magician who fell into the abyss below the deep lock of the ice fog or the magician who continued to move quickly on the ice surface made no sound.

In addition to this legion covered with frost, there was another legion with a slightly small number, all wearing white fur robes, hiding on a higher intestine path, observing the marching legion from a high place.

This legion hidden on a path of tickling intestines was led by a young magician with weird purple-black hair.

His chin was very pointed, and a cold and cold light kept blooming in his iron-gray pupils, looking particularly cold.

A look of excitement and gratitude slowly appeared on his face at this moment.

The Holy Coffin Bishop's judgment was indeed correct.

You really want to travel from here to reinforce Fierose Fortress.

It’s a pity that even such an immortal Frost Legion will only become a frozen soul here... in the end.

...

"There are enemies."

In the middle of the Immortal Frost Legion, Bello suddenly said softly, and blood flashed in his eyes.

"Enemy? Where is it?"

Chris and Most suddenly became nervous.

"It should be above us." Beiro said quietly, "I smelled their breath, and there were quite a few people."

"The Evil Dragon Cult is already here to guard against it and have already arranged a legion?" Chris and Moss' faces changed slightly.

"Chris, Bello, since they have been lying here for a long time, they must have been prepared for it. They may launch an attack at any time, so what should we do?" Moss asked immediately with a pale face.

In such an area, if the difficult legion of the snake advances encounters an ambush from a legion that has been prepared, the ending will definitely be disastrous.

"Are you ready? I wonder if you have any avalanche defense?" A look of fanaticism and irony suddenly appeared on Beiro's face.

"Avalanche?" Chris and Moss were both stunned.

"Don't you have a war blast?" Beiro's eyes were on Moss. "Whether it can work depends on whether your war blast sounds enough."

"You mean... let Mos use the war bang to cause the ice peak above to collapse?" Chris and Yu Guang and others behind her were shocked.

In such a place, this idea is really crazy.

"If there are casualties, the prepared party will always have less casualties than the unprepared party." A bloodthirsty smile appeared on the corner of Beiro's mouth.

...

"what are they doing?"

"What do they mean to dig deep holes on the ice?"

"Does it mean to just dig a passage and pass through the mountain?"

"The Death Mountains are not pure icebergs. The ice layer is filled with extremely hard rocky mountains. If you want to dig it directly like this, even the former mountain dwarf would probably take at least half a year to open up a passage across the Death Mountains."

The white legion hidden in the high altitude path had a slight commotion.

Listening to the whispers of his subordinates around him, the purple-black long-haired magician with a pointed chin involuntarily frowned, and a strong ominous premonition suddenly rose in his heart.

Did the other party already feel their existence?

If you realize that there is an ambush, what countermeasures will you take if you change yourself?

He thought about it seriously with a chill in his heart, but he couldn't understand the other party's intention.

"The rock has been dug, it's almost done. After a long time, the ambushing legion above will definitely be suspicious and can start." In the passage dug out on the ice, Bello looked at the black rocks on the left and right behind him and said to Mos.

"Did you really decide to do this?" Moss' legs kept trembling.

He knew very well that the rocks of this mountain looked strong, but they were likely to have been broken into pieces under the infiltration of ice water. Some ice layers fixed the rocks like glue. If the ice layer shattered under the oscillation and impact of sound waves, even the rocks may collapse in large quantities.

"There is no foolproof that there will be a fight in such a place. Moss, we don't have much time." Christy looked at Moss and said seriously, "Maybe Alin and the others are still fighting in Fieroze."

"If you are already a little sure of this... you don't dare to fight. If you are dragged here by the ambushed legion above, you will definitely laugh at me if you know about it..."

When Christie mentioned Ellin, Most suddenly felt shocked.

"Okay! Start now!"

His passion surged onto his face, his whole face turned red, and in the next moment, his whole person swelled up sharply.

...

"What's going on?"

Suddenly, all the legionists who were ambushing on the sheep intestine path above felt a strange vibration coming from under them.

"boom!"

Before they could react, a terrifying sonic boom sounded from the mountain below.

“Ticticaca….”

At the same time, countless bursts of ice sounded.

"No, these lunatics!"

The long-haired purple-black man with a pointed chin subconsciously raised his head. He saw the broken ice falling like rain on the ice peaks higher than the ice. He reacted instantly and let out a wounded roar.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"...

Fierce sonic booms sounded one after another.

Cracks spread on the ice at a terrifying speed, and countless ice and snow that flew out even made these cracks look like amazing white waves.

No command is useful.

All the ice peaks at high places in sight were bursting.

Countless ice cubes larger than houses poured down, as if hundreds of frost dragons were raging in the sky above.

Apart from instinctive dodging and escaping, there is no way to do anything except such a powerful person.

"boom!"

Just like what Mos was worried at the beginning, even the hard-looking rocky mountains collapsed with the disintegration of the ice.

"not good!"

Not far behind Mos and others, the bat exclaimed, and his whole body seemed to be hit by a galloping carriage, and flew out uncontrollably with the huge rocks that were flying under his feet.

As the bat was about to fly into the abyss, a blood light suddenly swept across.

Nerike and others opened their mouths in horror, but could not make any sound.

Beiro's wrist was cut by himself, and a stream of blood rushed out quickly condensed in the air, forming a rope with extremely toughness, wrapping up the falling bat.

But at this moment, a strong wind blew by, pulling Bello's body flying out.

"Swish!"

At this moment, Chris's body flashed on a flying rock.

A "boom" sounded loudly.

A powerful wave of magic power burst out from her hands, pushing her to crash into Bello.

Beiro let out a muffled groan.

The whole person flew backwards towards the cliff again.

"ah!"

Moss screamed.

Two giant hands stretched out and grabbed Beiro who flew back.

Bello grabbed Chris's clothes with one hand, and the blood condensed in his hand still wrapped around the bat.

Nerrike and others realized that they all held Beiro together and exerted force. When they dragged Beiro and others back to their side, they were already covered in cold sweat.

...

The devastating collapse lasted for more than ten minutes.

The scenes in this area have completely changed.

Five or six peaks were like broken swords, and all kinds of huge irregular ice cubes were piled up in chaos.

The purple-black long-haired magician with a pointed chin and dozens of remaining magicians in white fur magician robes were shaking between the messy and huge ice cubes.

The magicians wrapped in frost walked through the fluttering ice chips and appeared around them.

"Are you ready for your last words?"

Beiro's voice sounded, with a unique passion and impulse.

"You have also lost a lot of people! Even if you pass through the Death Mountains, you will not be able to block Fierose's opening!"

The long purple-black magician screamed hysterically.

"Look at you, you are trembling with fear. You know how many enemies there will be. You know that you will die when you arrive at Fieroze!" His eyes fell on Moss, who was still trembling.

Moss couldn't help but clench his fists.

His body still couldn't help but trembled with fear.

He didn't look at others either.

"So what?"

However, he looked at the magician with long purple-black hair and suddenly said this.

The long purple-black magician was stunned.

"Even if you die in battle, Dorast will remember our names."

Moss was shaking, but flames were burning in his eyes. He looked at the long purple-black magician and said word by word, "No, like you magicians who defect to the Evil Dragon Legion, no one will remember your names after you die here, right?"

"And even if I die in battle... Mom will be proud of me."

"And what about you?"

Moss looked at the magician with no trace of blood on his face and shook his head, "After you die here in battle, your mother will be ashamed of you, right?"
Chapter completed!