Lu Mingfei Returns from Monster Hunting

After the ice storm stopped, the world was lonely as if the world had just opened, like the scenery in a fairy tale, but it was so beautiful that people were frightened.

Fingel slapped himself hard, his cheeks were burning with pain, this was not a dream.

The "hunters" who came after their "prey" were their goals in the Arctic Ocean.

Lord of the sea and water, Niord.

It is the only ancient king that survived from the ancient era of the Black King, the gatekeeper of the Nether Sea, the most loyal child, knight and apostle of the Black King.

The teacher Masashi Toyama once held an open class on the history of Niord, and Fingel was fortunate to participate.

According to historical records, Niord is the only dragon king who has not been "killed" by a hybrid since ancient times.

According to myths and rumors, Niord has been located in the deepest nether region of the ocean for a long time, and that place is also called the Nether Sea.

The so-called Nether is the imperial city that the Dragon Clan built for the Black King back then, but that city sank together with the Black King when he died many years ago.

Countless hybrids witnessed the king at the apex of heaven and earth, crawling on the Nether Mountain, rumbling, sinking into the indescribable red sea water.

Some people say that the red sea water is the tears Niord shed for the Black King, and some people say that it is the sacrificed half-breeds who sprinkled the dragon's blood all over the sea.

All in all, after the death of the black king, no one saw Niord again. It probably sank into the sea together with the black king, willingly becoming the guardian of his father's dragon eggs.

But after so many years, Niord finally appeared in their eyes.

From the wilderness of Siberia in the extreme north to the Arctic sea, the signal finally disappeared in a dimension near the pole.

This is how Fingel and the others got the news before accepting the mission. They didn't know what Njord looked like.

However, among their group of people, there was also someone who had seen the king of the sea and water in advance, and this person was Passy.

He saw with his own eyes the giant dragon rolling up against the current, like a frenzied tide about to break through the dam. If the giant dragon hadn't intended to entangle with them at that time, perhaps they would have been buried in the deep snow of Siberia.

So when the colorful dragon appeared on the water column, he recognized it immediately.

Caesar didn't even have time to remind Passy, ​​and he didn't turn around and run away quickly. He was still in the shock of facing the Dragon King.

Now that the ice storm has stopped, the three of them only see the endless glacier and the giant dragon surrounded by sea water.

They clearly saw the whole picture of each other, so they were more shocked than when they couldn't see each other clearly.

Splashes of water splashed out one after another on the frozen sea, as if a fairy in mythology was walking towards them step by step, growing lotuses step by step.

That's Niord's domain.

Yan Ling Cang Ming!
It flapped its wings lightly, and the seawater shock wave it brought up was almost several kilometers wide, and they could feel the oppression emanating from each other's body from a distance.

As the master of the Nether Sea, Niord can use the sea water from the Nether at will.

It is the water of death. Ordinary people will become slaves of the Nether Sea when they touch a drop. Even mixed races will fall into endless hallucinations when they come into contact with the Nether Sea.

The sled dogs barked frantically to run back, but the idea came too late.

Caesar watched with his own eyes a sled dog that broke free from its rope and ran away, being swallowed up by the seawater gushing out from under the glacier, without even making a sound.

Caesar threw down the sled and turned around and ran wildly. He didn't know where he was going, but he ran against the sea of ​​nether world in Njord.

But the glaciers on this sea are huge, and there is no end in sight, how far can he run?
Could he be faster than the giant dragon that could fly and swim on the ice?

These questions flashed through his mind, and he didn't have time to think about it. The adrenaline had been secreted to the extreme, and all his strength was used for running.

You can't take a step slowly, otherwise you will be swallowed up by the ghost rushing from behind, just like that sled dog.

The skeleton of the glacier shook, making a heart-pounding crack, and a huge ice crack appeared in front of Caesar, stretching to hundreds of meters long and more than ten meters wide in an instant.

There are jagged ice cliffs on either side, and dark rolling waters below.

Undoubtedly, Niord landed on the ground, and the huge gravity and the accumulated stress on the ice caused a chain reaction. These glaciers could not withstand the tumbling charge of the nether sea.

Caesar braked sharply on the slippery surface, and almost fell into the sea. There was no way ahead, and the giant dragon was slowly approaching behind him, and he couldn't retreat.

At this moment, someone patted him on the shoulder vigorously from behind, and when he turned around, it was Fingel.

Thirty sled dogs were all wiped out. Just now Passy tried to drive the sled dogs to lead Njord to the other direction, buying time for the two of them.

"Why are you standing there? Haven't you played Assassin's Creed!" Fingel's roar brought Caesar back to reality.

"What?" To be honest, Caesar really didn't play any games.

"Leap of Faith!" Fingel's eyes were dyed golden yellow, and the muscles bulging like green snakes tore the cold-proof clothing.

Word Spirit Bronze Throne!
He seldom used this speech power in front of others, so Lu Mingfei knew that he still had such strength hidden for so many years, even when He Nuo Nuo killed the snake, he never used the bronze throne.

At this time, in order to escape for his life, he had to resort to the unique skill of pressing the bottom of the box. The creaking and creaking of the bones was a bit ear-piercing, and the skin of his neck turned bronze.

Gritting his teeth, Fingel picked up Caesar and threw him flying like a shot put. Then he stepped on the ice with his right foot and jumped.

The two of them almost rolled to the edge of the ice cliff tens of meters away.

However, the crack in the glacier was still growing, and it had expanded to about [-] meters by the time they stepped over it. Paxi was still rushing forward, but judging from the situation, apart from falling into the sea of ​​darkness under the ice cliff, it was just being caught. Niord regards it as an early filling.

Fingel breathed a sigh of relief, and even felt that he had accomplished his goal, but in the next second, Percy blew up a gust of wind and leaped across the abyss in three or two steps in an invisible vacuum. confluence.

This scene surprised Fingel, he never thought that the clean land could be used like this.

The rumbling sound continued. Seeing that Niord had begun to spread his wings, Fingel was no longer shocked, and ran away.

"That dragon didn't pass by." Caesar raised his eyes and glanced back. "It's here to kill, one of us."

The three of them were silent and did not speak, they could only run wildly.

Caesar's logic is obvious. Niord's purpose of chasing them is too obvious. It can destroy the ship and them all, but it didn't do anything when it was around the ship. It will choose when the three of Caesar come out. hands on.

"Maybe it wants to kill all three of us." Fingel said, "or in other words, the three people sitting here can all be cleared of one crime, that is, none of us are allies of the other party."

"This issue is not critical now." Passy panted slightly, "The issue now is how to get rid of it."

"It's easy to handle, just use the characteristics of the Dragon King's twins."

Powerful dragon kings often have limited wisdom, and dragon kings with superhuman wisdom have weak basic strength.

There has never been an individual with both wisdom and strength in the records.

What Fingel said also means that Niord has such strength, and his intelligence level is definitely not enough. They can still get rid of Niord as long as they use tricks.

"Listen to me, I'll count to three, two, one, let's all disperse the words together, and then hold your breath!"

When humans encountered predators stronger than themselves in primitive times, they usually used two methods to deal with them.

One is the tactics of tools and crowds. As long as there are enough humans with hunting tools, they can consume the enemy alive and dead.

Fingel and the others only have three of them now, and crowd tactics cannot be used at all.
Then you can only use the remaining method.

Play dead!

Of course, it's not completely playing dead, but hiding.

These glaciers and snow fields are natural shelters. When you close your eyes and stop breathing, you will be buried in the snowdrifts. No matter how good your vision is, you will not be able to find anyone here.

It happened that there was a downhill tens of meters directly in front of them, and Njord was still a few kilometers away from them.

Fingel immediately slid down and plunged into the snowdrift. In less than a second, he merged with these glaciers.

Although Passy and Caesar didn't quite trust this method, they could only imitate him and find a place to bury themselves while sliding downhill.

They seemed to have found three coffins for themselves in advance, unless Niord's perception ability was extremely poor, otherwise death would be a matter of time.

But unexpectedly, Niord didn't seem to notice that they were hiding in the snowdrifts, but flew across the snow slopes without looking back, and flew to farther land.

Caesar pressed his jaw against the icy snow and listened.

A generation of music master Beethoven listened in a similar way after he was deaf, biting a wooden stick and directing the sound into the skull.

Xuemian is not as good as a wooden stick, but his speech is that of a sickle itachi, and his hearing sensitivity is far superior to that of ordinary people.

After a few minutes, Caesar could clearly feel something huge moving away from below them, bringing strong but slow waves of sea water.

It seems that Njord found the anomaly and turned back again, but the three of them were very restrained, and they just didn't vent their anger for a few minutes.

After Niord left, Caesar stuck his head out of the snowdrift. His body temperature dropped to a frightening degree, and he was on the verge of death. Fortunately, the mixed race has dragon genes, and the body temperature of death is still relatively low for ordinary people. can barely accept.

But at this moment, his eyes were bloodshot and his complexion was purple and white, no different from a dead person.

Finger and Patsy are not much better, especially Finger, this guy's face looks a little green, his nostrils are covered with a thick layer of frost, which perfectly interprets what is called an eggplant beaten by Qiushuang. What a mess.

The three of them faced each other with six eyes and did not dare to make any sound for a long time.

After a long time, after confirming that there was really no danger, they both let out a lot of breath, but they only dared to let out a mouthful, because they felt that a lot of the remaining heat had been spit out.

Fingel got out of the snowdrift, tore off a cuff of the thermal underwear, and tied the fabric in a knot where the winter jacket was torn.

"Brother Kaizi, should we go forward or backward?" Fingel asked.

Caesar patted the ice shards on his body, pondering for a moment.

"According to the original plan, to find that scientific research station, we must call for rescue. Niord is far from an existence that we can kill with a broken ship."

"Then we have to hurry up, it is very likely that it will go back to the ship to find us after losing its target," Passy said.

Caesar nodded: "Yes, if we are not found on the other side of the ship, there is a high probability that Niord will come back to find us."

As he was speaking, he suddenly froze. The powerful perception brought by Kamaitachi made his hairs stand on end, and the oppressive aura from the huge crisis almost made him breathless.

He raised his head involuntarily, and the black shadow covering the sky grew bigger and bigger, completely covering the remaining sunlight in the sky, and the sky and the earth fell into a polar night-like scene.

Caesar used his last rationality to bite the bullet and looked at the figure of the king.

Niord didn't leave at all, it was always in the sky, waiting for the three of them to show their feet from the snowdrift.

As for Fingel's analysis, it is all wrong. This is not a giant dragon with insufficient intelligence, but its wisdom exceeds everyone's imagination.

The Nether Sea surged up the glacier and began to surround them.

Now here is nothing but darkness, nothing but despair.

"Md, it is said that the powerful are not very intelligent! Those old men lied to us!" Fingel couldn't help but roared.

……

It has been a week since it was confirmed that the team headed by Schneider had betrayed the Secret Party.

In the meeting hall of the Hall of Valor, all the elders of the secret party had to sit upright and listen to the cry of an old father.

"You save my son. He is still a child who has not graduated. He is the only child of our Gattuso family. Now he has been taken hostage. You must be responsible to me as a father!"

Pompeii's upper body was almost lying on the conference table, his tone was sad.

Less than a day after losing contact with aa1, there was a signal of rebellion over there. The Elder Council tried to get in touch with him for details, but found nothing.

What's even more unfortunate is that when this side was in a state of desperation, Pompeii came to the door aggressively.

The Council of Elders had no choice but to receive him, because this was the parent of the student, the school director of Kassel and the largest investor in the Secret Party.

"Mr. Gattuso, don't be impatient. We believe that Master Caesar was coerced. The specific reason is still under investigation." Turing, a member of the Council of Elders, persuaded him gently.

He also knew that these words were meaningless, but if he didn't say a few words, Pompeii would turn the conference hall into a stage theater.

"Find a way? What way? May I ask how can I trust you? The Arctic Ocean! What a dangerous place! You sent my son away with a small broken ship?!" Pompeii's eyes widened, his handsome face was at this moment It looked like an empty mineral water bottle twisted twice, "If you really think of a way, go to the Arctic Ocean and bring my son back immediately!"

"Pompeii, please be quiet, this is the Hall of Valor, not your back garden, and we are not the women you raised outside!"

Frost couldn't help yelling, "Your son, the future heir of the Gattuso family, has firm will and courage, and will not back down even when encountering difficulties. I sent him to participate in the mission to train him. In order to prevent him from becoming a waste like you in the future, I don't think he is willing to be regarded as a playboy, or a coward who can only cry!"

As a brother, he didn't want to be too harsh, but when he said the words "playboy" and "coward", he still emphasized his tone.

He doesn't want to talk to his prodigal brother at all, even looking at him feels disgusting. The Gattuso family has a history of hundreds of years, and all kinds of outstanding talents emerge in endlessly, but there has never been a shrew like Pompeii. heir.