The Mage Behind the Scenes From the Twin Cities

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Nel Zayag, an ordinary village in the far north of the Freljord.

It had been abandoned until Avarosa, led by Ashe, occupied the northwest of the Freljord, and the remaining tribes were forced to move in other directions.

It was not until 10 years ago that a tribe called the Frost Bear occupied the place, which gave this abandoned village a new lease of life.

An ordinary looking morning.

The snow stopped, a rare sunny day.

The men gathered in groups of three and five in the village, drinking hard liquor and talking about their latest kills.

The women were busy processing the men's hunts, and some stayed in thick tents, sewing clothes for protection against the cold.

Although there are four seasons in the Freljord, the four seasons only change slightly in temperature and the number of sunrise days.

As for the rest...the ice and snow that will not melt for thousands of years will not change in any season.

Even in the supposedly hot summer, the temperature will never exceed 0c.

"Scott, the ice bear almost killed me yesterday, but just as I was about to die, I felt like I heard the cry of my ancestors, and a force like a tiger and leopard surged up from my body, and it knocked the ice bear down. Overturned, the ice spear pierced into his eye socket."

Several tall and burly men were sitting in front of the fire, listening to a big man with a bear skin and a beard talking proudly.

Scott, whom he named, was an equally tall young man with a machete around his waist. The corners of his mouth were disdainful:

"Come on, Gemar, I heard Stebowin say that he was scared to pee by that frost bear, and finally found that he was sleeping, and it was done by sneak attack."

"Shh!"

Hearing Scott's speech, the big men around booed in unison, and the mocking laughter spread far.

The dismantled Gemal's face rose flushed, and he said with dissatisfaction:

"Just listen to Stebowin's nonsense, he is the one who runs right and fast. When you see Frost Bear, everyone else runs away!"

"Hahaha, that's better than staying where you are!" Scott laughed.

After all, several people next to him also laughed at the same time.

This kind of thing is not ashamed, although it damages the image of the Warriors, but they are not much better.

What's more, Gemal has indeed succeeded in hunting.

If it wasn't for the story of Gemal being told all morning, Scott wouldn't have come out on purpose to expose it.

"Cut, this is true! If you don't believe it, let's find a frost bear to try!" Gemar refused to accept.

The strong middle-aged Ma Jie, who has been sitting next to him, will also ask back with a smile:

"Gemar, do you think you are a beast spirit walker, and you use the power of tigers and leopards to overthrow the frost bear. With your strength, which is not much stronger than the girls, can you beat the frost wolf?"

In the harsh lands of the Freljord, there is a group of people born with a deep connection to spiritual magic.

Known as "Beast Walkers," these battle shamans serve among the various clans, trading their abilities for a community to live and train in.

"Hey, Ma Jie, the girls are messing with you? Shall we practice?"

On the other side, a woman with a solid physique than the burly men present responded with dissatisfaction in a rough voice.

"Go one! Go one!"

Seeing You Lezi watching, the people next to him started to boo.

Gemar, who was still showing off just now, also joined the roaring crowd.

"Hey, wait a minute, look over there!"

While several people were still making noise, Scott noticed something was wrong, stopped the hilarious crowd, and pointed to the north.

The people present subconsciously looked in the direction of Scott's finger. There was a mountain range covered with snow and ice, and it was also a place where they often hunted.