Natural Disaster

Chapter 374

Zhang Mu returned to the valley where Xuemeng was stationed, and separated by several mountains, he saw a tall building in the valley, about ten feet high, completely made of ice and stone, and about a few hundred people carved it on it. Rune.

This is an altar that is about to be completed.

Xuemeng’s work efficiency is really high.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when Zhang Mu came back safely.

Xue Ling came out to greet him personally, staring at the coffin for a few seconds before asking, “How is the situation? Did it succeed?”

“Although I encountered a little trouble on the way, it has no effect.” Zhang Mu kissed the Pluto coffin behind him and said, “The Snow King is brought back.”

Xue Ling seemed to breathe a sigh of relief when she heard the words, but she couldn’t be happy anyway. She raised her head, her face full of anxiety, looking into the distance, the four wilds were covered with snow, and the whole world was powerless white, without vitality and vitality.

“I hope everything ends as soon as possible.”

Xue Ling was very worried.

This month may be the cruelest and most painful period in the history of Xuemeng.

Zhang Mu looked at Xue Ling. This young Snow Mountain Elf was carrying too many things prematurely, and he had nothing to say. He could only say a symbolic comfort: “Everything will end!”

Xue Ling looked back at Zhang Mu and said, “If you win, mankind, what are your plans?”

Zhang Mu was silent for a few seconds, shook his head helplessly, and sighed, “How do I know that maybe I will stay for a while, maybe I will go to a more distant place, or there may be more severe missions…how the master will handle it, Human Race Just do it, everything is for survival.”

Xue Ling lowered her eyes and stared at Zhang Mu’s profile, suddenly feeling that Human Race was also very pitiful.

Although he has the talent envied by all races, he also has an innate mission.

Where is this destined extraordinary race in the future?

Zhang Mu felt Xue Ling’s gaze and laughed, “Are the Xue people as sentimental as you?”

Xue Ling snorted and turned her head.

Zhang Mu continued: “It is still unknown whether Xuemeng can survive the storm!”

Xue Ling smiled bitterly, and Xue Meng was too seriously injured in the war. Whether it is population, resources, or dignity. Only when the Frost Troll is completely defeated in the final battle can all lost things be restored.

Zhang Mu returned to the Dawn to let the Pluto coffin be well protected.

To understand the situation of the altar at the first time, Xuemeng has a large number of people and the construction speed is very fast. In less than two days, most of the altar will be built. Zhang Mu also discovered that the nearly 200,000 people who were stationed here have now been reduced by half. Those who left are nothing more than looking for food or corpses.

Lei Ming looked at the altar that was gradually being built, and couldn’t help feeling a lot more settled, “With the Snow King and the Third Warlord, plus a huge army of undead, we will have enough confidence to fight against Glacier City!”

Zhang Mu was not easy, “The corpse is not hard to find, and the Xuemeng is no better than the Ice King. The Ice King is a character 400 years ago, and I don’t know anything about what happened over the past 400 years. The Xuemeng can remember clearly, 400 years ago. In the past years, where has war broke out, where has experienced battle, there are enough corpses buried on the ground.”

“Yes, this is our advantage, but it will also cause some trouble.” Lei Ming said with some worry: “Because of what Xuemeng knows, Glacier City will definitely know. If Glacier City finds out that the Undead King is dead, then It will definitely think of Xuemeng’s plan. In order to find us, the Frost Troll will definitely stay here, and if we are found, we will be bad.”

Zhang Mu certainly thought about this question, “It is time to take precautions. We create a large number of scouting insects to be scattered around, and also to find the corpse in the team, in order to achieve timely detection and be prepared.”

Scout bugs can find lurking enemies, and the detection radius is very large.

Zhang Mu went on to say: “Apart from Glacier City, our biggest problem is the lack of food. If more than 200,000 people don’t have food, they won’t be able to survive for nearly a month.”

“In response to the food problem, Xuemeng has dispersed most of the crowd, and they have all been sent to hunt in different places, hoping to alleviate it.”

What prey can the desperate ice field hit? Everyone knows that some people will starve to death during this period. It is an unchangeable fact. Zhang Mu can’t change much. Even if he has the ability to reach the sky, he can’t make a ration of more than 200,000 people out of thin air.

Zhang Mu gave Lei Ming the book of the Secret Technique of Ice Mirror, and then returned to the Dawn to rest. As a result, his buttocks were not stable. Suddenly, there was a restless mental moment, and then a black stone tablet appeared in his mind.

The stele appeared again!

Zhang Mu was overjoyed and immediately concentrated.

Every time a stele appeared was a surprise to Zhang Mu.

Zhang Mu stared at the black stele and began to observe the complex and profound symbols on it. Just like the last time, as the observation time grows, the runes on the black stele seem to have come alive, like hundreds of little tadpoles, crooked. Swim out of the stele and slowly fill the whole spiritual world.

There is not a single repetition of the inscription, which contains the power of the great avenue!

Zhang Mu kept staring.

Although dizzy, but still staring.

“chaos!”

“chaos!”

That strange consciousness once again diffused in the spiritual world, the inscription disappeared in an instant, and finally three more were left, deeply imprinted in the spiritual world. If you add the three inscriptions previously obtained, Zhang Mu now has a total of six inscriptions.

“Hint: Spirit 10!”

The chaotic monument disappeared in the spiritual world.

Zhang Mu has gained a lot, so he has no regrets. Pay special attention to the six inscriptions in his mind. Each of them is difficult to look directly at, but contains mysterious power and is very attractive. Zhang Mu felt that there seemed to be a certain connection between the inscription and the inscription, but they couldn’t express it.

Zhang Mu couldn’t figure out what the chaos inscription was useful for.

He just simulated the inscription directly and used the mysterious power of the inscription to interfere with his opponent!

It’s like having a gun but don’t know how to operate it, it can only be used as a stick. The chaos inscription contains a mystery that cannot be described in words. If the secret of the inscription can be solved and the power of the inscription can be released, there must be an unpredictable power of ghosts and gods!

It was five days in a flash.

The construction of the altar was completed long ago, and Xuemeng recovered several batches of corpses. In less than a few days, the size of the undead army increased by nearly 20,000, with a total of 35,000 undead fighters. If according to the current growth momentum, Xuemeng will be enough to build a force to completely destroy Glacier City within one month!

The sixth day.

Xuemeng’s food supply was exhausted, and it was difficult to maintain the demand of ordinary fighters, and some people began to starve.

The seventh day.

Xuemeng’s food can’t keep up with consumption, and more and more people are hungry.

tenth day.

Xuemeng has really run out of ammunition and food. Almost everyone is hungry. The meager food obtained from hunting every day is just a drop in the bucket, and it can’t meet the demand at all.

The twelfth day.

Everyone is generally weak, and the hunting power is almost gone.

The fifteenth day.

Finally, some people were starved to death, mainly young and old with weak constitutions. Without food and no supplies, the Xuemeng people became more and more impetuous.

Seventeenth day.

When Zhang Mu woke up, he felt that his internal organs seemed to be pulled by a rope. The pain of twitching and twitching made him feel very uncomfortable. Not to mention ordinary warriors, it is very difficult for Zhang Mu to hunt Warcraft in the wild. In places like the Desperate Icefield, especially the icy and snowy ridge where life is rare, luck is particularly important if you want to catch prey.

Haven’t eaten anything for four or five days.

Today, I must find something to fill my stomach.

Zhang Mu felt that the value of the experience gauge was falling back. It was caused by not eating for too long. If this continues, it may become weak, or even drop out, and it will be life-threatening over time.

Out of the Dawn.

Outside is a depressed scene.

Everyone was unwilling to move, all huddled in makeshift shelters, one by one was weak and without the slightest vitality. Zhang Mu couldn’t help but feel worried. The Xuemeng’s current state, even if it lasts until the decisive battle with Glacier City, can these fighters still fight?

The number of the undead army has reached more than 70,000, but the number is not enough. It is far from enough. The undead are mostly transformed from corpses that have been dead for many years. These corpses have died for too long. The army contends.

“problem occurs!”

“Something happened over there!”

When Zhang Mu was walking in the snow, he suddenly heard someone yelling in front of him, and there was chaos there. Zhang Mu drew out the Glacial Sword and ran over, and a large group of people gathered around and talked about it, not knowing what they were talking about.

A group of Xue Ling stood in the middle of the crowd.

Zhang Mu asked, “What happened?”

Xue Ling said with a pained expression: “More than two hundred people committed suicide collectively.”

“What…suicide?”

Xue Ling sighed, “They left a last word, hoping to become undead after death and participate in the decisive battle with Glacier City!”

Zhang Mu was silent.

Since the First Battle of the Bingxue Pass, the entire Xuemeng has been shrouded in grief and depression. After hiding in the Bingxue Ridge, they lost their homes and had no food. This depression and pessimism naturally spread more severely, and there are always some people who cannot bear it. Do some extreme things.

Suicides are the best example.

“This time, it may be just a precedent!” Xue Ling frowned and said, “I’m worried that someone will imitate it. That would be bad.”

There is no doubt about this.

When there is no hope for survival, and in the desire for revenge, many Xuemeng will choose to commit suicide. To a certain extent, this can retain the greatest power so that when the war starts, you can directly throw yourself into the battlefield. If it continues to drag on, people will become weaker and weaker, and eventually starve to death. At that time, they are using rituals to become undead, and it is difficult to make much progress in strength.

It’s a tricky question.

When Zhang Mu was thinking of a solution, Leiming suddenly sent a transmission.

“Wood, things are not good!”

“It seems that Glacier City has discovered us. An army is gathering outside the ice and snow ridge. It may be directed at us!”

Zhang Mu was shocked, Xuemeng’s morale was slack, unable to gather combat effectiveness, and could not resist the army of Glacier City at all!