Night Raven Master

Chapter 645 The Season of Melting Ice
If the power of faith infects the whole world, then it will indeed be a catastrophe.

Whether it is the belief power of the gods that infects all the creatures in the world, or the power of the "Son of Eternal Night" that infects the whole world's creatures.

Art silently huddled within the emblem, sitting firmly on the cold force that eroded Conwell's body.

Of course, it is impossible for him to use his own strength to cover up the trail of "Phantom".

What he will use is only to use the phantom's own ability to cover his tracks.

And, very effective.

After all, the power of belief state is essentially the power of spiritual path.

Or on the other hand, spiritual power is the form in which the power of the belief state is degraded to the state of the soul.

If it is a normal situation, it is not easy for the spiritual power of the soul state to hide from the power of the belief state.

However, Art is very familiar with the power of faith.

In particular, the path of faith he walks is - crow, darkness.
Concealment and concealment are his best operations.

Almost instantly, the spiritual power of "Phantom" quickly shrank, hiding in the power of Conwell's "blood".

Hidden in the blood of Conwell's blend of power obtained by "hunting" the ooze.

The icy power poured into Conwell's body, soaking his power into "pollution", but nothing unusual happened.

This situation happened to everyone in the hunting group.

However, the result was that it passed safely.

Passed over peacefully and without any abnormalities.

And after it happened peacefully, that huge will disappeared in that snow priest.

Yate, who had contracted his perception, could only feel the disappearance of that will, and did not notice other abnormalities.

However, with vigilance, Yate still did not release the phantom, and still let the phantom tighten in the blood of Conwell's body that contains spiritual power.

And the frost that froze everyone quickly subsided.

When everyone woke up one by one, Art also took the time, waited in the middle, and let Conwell wake up in a position that was neither forward nor backward.

In the eyes of the crowd, the snow priest came out first to "explain":
"Including Eckert, there have been abnormalities in many places recently, and there are a lot of powerful monster activities"

There was no direct answer, but when everyone heard these words, they would subconsciously interpret that the freezing of themselves and others was caused by some kind of powerful monster.

And, that's how they interpreted it.

In Art's ear, Mano, Kanu and others heard the discussion:
"What a powerful monster! It froze us without us even noticing."

Only on the side, Gertrude, who was not far from Art, the man with passive and keen psychological abilities, looked at the direction of the snow priest with a little doubt, and opened and closed his palms.

The flesh and blood deformed slightly and changed back, as if to confirm whether his body had suffered any damage.

Seeing his movements, Mano and Kanu also checked whether there was any abnormality in their bodies, and Yate naturally made the same movements.

After everyone confirmed and communicated with each other, they continued their journey under the urging of the snow priest——

Go to the "King Capital", to the city of the Winter King.

Except for Gertrude who was a little confused about this matter, everyone else, including Art, acted as if they didn't notice anything wrong. After simple treatment, they set off again.

Yate couldn't help but smile when he saw all this.

Soon, they will realize that something is wrong. The power of belief has already begun to affect their blood, making their blood a breath of ice.

Several "chariots" with many bone decorations are speeding on the cold snow field.

It was clearly galloping, but the chariot was unusually stable.

The stability of the chariot is naturally because it seems to be made of giant beast bones as raw materials, and it can gallop because of the creatures pulling the chariot——

The three horses are somewhat similar to yaks, but they are all strong creatures with blue and white hair.

There are sharp claws on the tip of the hooves, which firmly grasp the ground on the snow field, pushing the body to run.

On top of the chariot, there were a group of tall men in neat leather armor, with short-handled battle axes hanging from their waists, and longbows, quiver bags, long spears, and shields on their backs.

They are talking:

"This round of ice melt, we need to hunt larger prey than the previous round of ice melt."

The speaker was a man standing at the front of the chariot holding a bloody spear.

The spear in his hand, under the blood color, was pale, and it was obviously made of the bones of some kind of creature.

"Yes, that's right!"

The other person, a tall man wearing bony spiked gloves connected by fur, grinned and said:

"The king's feast, our battle group cannot lose to others, we are the most solid weapon of the king!"

He didn't realize that when he said this, even the person who proposed to hunt a bigger prey at the beginning cast their gazes at him——

Not a sincere look.

However, of course they would not directly object, the man holding the bloody spear said:
"However, this year's festival should have the following hunting groups participating"

Before he could finish speaking, the man in the glove shouted:

"Hunting group? How could those weak people who fight all day can beat us?"

"It's not up to you whether you win or not, Gord."

Yi Ren with two hatchets hanging from his waist said:

"Other chapters will use those young men to block our way, beware of being taken first."

Of course, there is more than one battle group of the Winter King.

Everyone present, except for that stunned young man, knew that the Winter King didn't seem to have much affection for them because of their status as heirs.

The situation that the people in the battle group are the successors of various forces has long since changed.

Those who "lost" to another battle group are the key training targets of King Winter.

It was also this point that caused the "rational" heirs among the crowd to have a lot less sense of the Winter King.

Hearing this sentence, even that dazed-headed young man couldn't help being stunned for a moment. With the sigh of another person, the chariot drove into the city of the Winter King——

Although the time has not yet come, some clues have already appeared. The tall city wall shaped by the ice is melting.

Some people sensed this, but didn't think much of it—

After all, even if they knew, they would only think that this was the season of melting ice, the prelude to a grand hunt that was about to begin.

Those snowfields that are frozen in ice will remove most of the frosty snow time.

(End of this chapter)