Night Raven Master

Chapter 650 The Shadow Under the Snow

Arrived.

Although the snow has started to melt and the cold wind is less, the time it takes is not short.

Among the crowd, Yate looked at the tall and majestic city of ice and snow in front of him.

With the hunting group from Zhuria, the snow priest and the envoy of Zhuria rushed here without any rest.

Although it is not certain why they are so anxious, the reason can probably be traced back to the top forces on the surface of the Northern Territory - the "Protoss".

In fact, only the "protoss" and "players" can make Art pay more attention.

His greatest attention is still focused on the game kingdom, the rules and possible traps set by the game kingdom.

He actually didn't pay much attention to the city in front of him, to this "northern border" country.

However, this "not too much" is just a proportion, not an absolute value.

The low-level mistake of confusing proportion and absolute value will not appear in Yate.

Yate's character is so cautious that it can be regarded as "persecution paranoia". This makes his vigilance even if he takes out one-tenth of it. In terms of absolute value, compared with ordinary people who are more vigilant Much more than that.

To use a joke that Arthur often heard when he was an ordinary person, one ten-thousandth of the money of the world's richest man can kill you, but one ten-thousandth of your money can't kill a mouse.

The size of the base is another matter entirely.

The same is true for the difference in ranks.

Art looked at the gate of this giant city made of ice and snow.

One after another, extremely tall figures appeared.

and
Art turned his gaze the other way.

Groups of people are gathering in front of the city gate.

It's a hunting party from elsewhere.

At this time, a loud voice, like the roar of a giant beast, came from the city gate, from the mouth of the tall man standing in the center:
"Go, my warriors, on the thawed ice field, your prey has recovered."

"Take your spears, hold your battle axes, blood is your glory!"

"The bravest warrior will be praised by the ice and snow, and become a warrior recognized by the snow!"

Words that were full of encouragement but did not interfere with spiritual power instantly spread to groups of hunters in fur coats gathered outside the city gate, causing them to cheer.

There were very few who did not cheer, and there were only a few snow priests in front of each team and a few envoys from different territories.

While cheering, Art stared at the scene that clearly showed the faction of the camp.

Obviously, this is not the first time that the hunting group of Zhuria has come. After the Winter King finished speaking and left the city gate decisively, the head of the hunting group immediately shouted at the members of the hunting group to turn—

"The selection of warriors has begun. There is no scope. The hunting location is the entire ice field, the entire northern border."

Even though he is old, he is still strong, and even the leader of the hunting group, who gained blood power in the putrid slime incident, looked at the crowd and shouted:
"The more ferocious beasts and monsters, the better."

"Boys, if you want to change from a 'hunter of Zhuria' to a 'warrior of Zhuria', the powerful prey is your goal."

"Also, we can't act together."

"You can help each other during the selection process and when you meet, but you can't act together."

"Unity makes us stronger, but we also need to be a warrior who acts independently, not a parasite dependent on a group."

"Go, take your weapons and hunt for your glory!"

Quite carefully, the old hunter told the young people the points to pay attention to in the selection of warriors.

However, at this time, the tall hunter Mano with blue and white braids said:
"Gurta, aren't you going to participate?"

The old leader of the hunting group shook his head:
"I lost my courage. Ten times before the snow thawed, in that selection, I flinched, and I was not qualified to participate in the battle again."

His words caused everyone to look at each other involuntarily. After that, they didn't say much, but silently picked up their weapons and got off the hunting group's chariot.

They couldn't be more clear about the ability of the hunting group leader. The hunting that can make him lose courage also shows from the side the strength of the monsters or the intensity of the competition.

Yate, of course, got mixed up with a group of hunters and stepped off the hunting group's chariot.

However, at this moment, he keenly felt a throbbing.

Perception.

Someone's perception swept over them.

There is no need to worry about Yate's body being condensed in the player's emblem. The phantom that is used as a nesting doll is also huddled deep in Conwell's heart.

He didn't pause or act differently because he sensed the situation.

Crude perceptual sweeps or not, he presupposes "as a trap to induce a response from a rat that perceives the situation."

and
At the moment when he found out that he was swept away by the perception, Yate, who was curled up in the player's emblem, used his unique sense of "bad luck", "luck", and "force of destiny" to find the source.

Finally, his senses locked onto a snow priest from another hunting group not far away.

After remembering the opponent's "breath" with the senses as "doomed life", Art left with the crowd and walked into the ice field.

Somewhere on the ice sheet.

Among the more than a hundred male and female hunters who dispersed, several people from different teams gradually got together after being dispersed.

Five people are male and female.

Their dresses were not the same, and their movements were also different, but the movements of the five were surprisingly coordinated, as if they were the same person.

Or listen, or see, or perceive in other ways, and after confirming that there are no monitoring around, the five people finally spoke:
"'Gurg of the Frost Sky' turned to the Protoss." The calm and peaceful man said.

"'Ice Skeleton' Dimed also threw himself at the priest." Almost at the same time, the woman with an indifferent face made a voice.

"'Mel of Extreme Ice' didn't really join the Protoss, he had secret contact with 'Frost Gold'."

"'Snow Oak Seed' Lorde had contact with several warriors in the Knights of the Winter King."

"There is no change in 'Snowman'."

The five people made sounds almost at the same time, but they didn't interfere with each other at all, not even a single syllable collided or interfered with each other.

Everyone's voice fits together, like a complete speech.

"No trace of 'Eternal Night' was found."

"The priests and protoss are all searching."

"There is no definite target."

"Two suspected fellow travelers have been discovered."

"One entered the Snow Priest, and the other entered the Knights of the Winter King."

"Our actions may be thwarted."

"You need to hide your identity."

"Or negotiate."

"High status."

ps: I suddenly wanted to start a lot of things, but it's a pity that I realized it a little late.

(End of this chapter)