Oracle of Terra

——Pale, piercing the sky

"Captain, do you think that is?"

The guerrillas who were marching in the snow were looking for food to survive every day. Their team was strengthened, but the food on the snow field was not enough for everyone to eat and drink, let alone they were still infected.

"Scratch, blizzard, flash."

It is a powerful Originium technique, and it is a threat. If it belongs to the infected, it can be absorbed, and if it belongs to Ursus, it can be annihilated.

"Walk."

Without saying anything more, the last of the ancient Wendigo stepped forward, and the nightmares on the snow field began to march towards their new destination.

time back to now.......

"Don't, don't come here... Uwah?!"

The unlucky ghosts were smashed by the shield guards, but they were not complacent because they wiped out the picket team, but felt a little unhappy. The Ursus army is really depraved. Even if it is well-equipped, the picket team members are all Such a waste once belonged to that honored member, and these shield guards feel ashamed.

However, they are also very aware of the focus of Ursus today. After the death of the previous emperor, the current majesty has been placed in the center. Even if he has any ambitions, he may not be able to perform under the constraints of the nobles. However, the ones who really control Ursus are the nobles who have power in their hands.

And those nobles came down layer by layer, and there were not even a few of them who could be justified, let alone these pickets of infected people who could almost only be regarded as gangsters.

"Hmph, the infected picket team."

There is no need to think about whether they are picking up the infected or innocent people.

"Are these little girls?"

Originally, they thought that they were being chased and hunted by the picket team, and a large number of split beasts were sent to round up some tricky infected people, but they saw a bunch of little girls.

"Hey, there is a big man here, the fat brother over there."

Leaning against the side of the car, the white-haired man who seemed to be one with the snow scene made a sound, and the shield guards discovered his existence.

"Sarkaz?"

Sarkaz is notorious, even their beloved captain is also Sarkaz, but the captain is different from ordinary Sarkaz!And Sarkaz!

"Yeah, Sarkaz, what's the matter, isn't it the same on your side?"

"I've never seen Sarkaz doing so well."

The shield guard, who originally wanted to say a few words of trash, glanced at the majestic officer beside him, and decided to keep some morals.

But there is one thing to say, Sarkaz is notorious, why is this person surrounded by beautiful girls, there is something wrong with this person, even if he is a porter, he is a fool.

But now, more attention is still focused on the RV that looks like a hot spot in almost anyone's eyes.

It was originally a team that came out to look for resources. If they met, maybe they should take action, but the other party was also surrounded by pickets. Human morality made the shield guards wait for the man as thick as a mountain.

Sakota, who was standing on the roof of the car, licked his lips, his finger was almost attached to the trigger, not daring to let go, ready to jump back and shoot at any time.

As for Texas, looking at the group of well-trained shield guards and the Wendigo who put him under great pressure, he really wants his friends to evacuate here, but in that case, the chances of winning may not be great.

Resources are almost irreplaceable things on the snow field, the air is cold and heavy, but only the pure white Sarkaz yawns.

"So, shall we fight, Miss Chen?"

"???"

Chen looked at Telles with some incomprehension. Her instincts were tense because of her strength, but the other party was a clue to Tallulah. Why should she be hostile?

"Resources are scarce in this land. Killing us and taking away enough supplies for the six of us to survive for a few months, I don't think it's a wrong choice for these people."

"........."

Even though they remained silent, the members of Penguin Logistics did feel the movement of the shield guards, and even the tall Sarkaz couldn't help panting heavily.

The supplies that can last six people for several months are indeed exciting, but on this snowy field, hunger and lack will turn people into beasts and demons.

"Tellez!"

Chen glanced at him unhappily. Is this trying to sow discord, which is different from the original purpose? !

Although Chen didn't plan to hand over all the supplies, she paid for the supplies out of her own pocket because she wanted to help Tallulah, and agreed to add extra money after Penguin Logistics returned to Longmen.

But now Telles undoubtedly wants the guerrillas to confront them, why?

"No, you are not enemies, but you are not friends either."

The tall Wendigo walked up to the spear that had been pierced into the ground, and pulled it out.

"It's beyond my expectation. I thought you would devour flesh and blood like the wendigos I know, fall into madness, and then spread curses and panic. It seems that the 'patriots' are much more powerful than I imagined."

Telles had seen the madness of Wendigo before, so he would not trust the other party completely before confirming it, but looking at the flesh and blood all over the ground, if it was the Wendigo that Telles knew, it would have already become The nightmare of the enemy, they really represent the so-called era of ruthlessness and blood drinking.

"Have you met, Wendigo?"

The tall Sarkaz is looking at the white-haired Sarkaz right now, but he always feels that there is something strange. His life span of more than 200 years has allowed him to witness many ups and downs and declines, and he has witnessed many wars. And angry, but the white-haired man in front of him reminded him of the pure white king.

"Are you, Kazdel's royal family?"

"No, I'm just a craftsman who can pinch and count Sarkaz."

".........................."

Hearing the word 'craftsman', the old Wendigo was slightly moved, because a craftsman represented that he was a top Sarkaz spellcaster.

But whether the words are credible is another matter.

"If you are a craftsman, then I would like to ask you to do me a favor."

"I have no choice but to sell you a face, after all, you are the only Wendigo I will see in this life."

Telles has mixed feelings about the last remaining person of this blood-drinking bloodline, because they have been reborn from beasts and become fighters like the man in front of them, even though the price they paid was the demise of the pure blood.

Sad and deplorable.

Wendigo is also guessing this man, his conversation is full of nostalgia, and some people in the ancient Sarkaz have indeed lived from the original Kazdel to the present, and many leaders of the Sarkaz royal courts are so it is.

The artisans were taken in by them and became a rank of honor, but with Kazdel's current power, I am afraid that no one can take over the honor they can bestow.

When he was young, Bozhuo Kasti wanted to become a man of glory, but he never thought that he would travel to the wilderness now, reach this bitter cold land, and become an Ursus.

His march was long and long, and he had seen countless people.

But the white-haired Sarkaz in front of him looked like an ancient person, but he had never seen it before.

Sometimes the breath of time will linger on a person's body, and the same is true for the white-haired Sarkaz in front of him.

Bo Zhuocasti can feel that his atmosphere that has been passed down from a long time seems to be a bit mixed, not as pure as the 'royal family' he knows.

"what do you want?"

"I want you to take this Miss Dragon Lady to meet her long-lost sister. She is in the snowfield. It is the Drake girl you are serving now, the girl who is surrounded by snakes."

"!!!"

Telles's words everywhere made Bojukas raise his spear subconsciously, but he stopped before swinging it down.

"Calm down, Wendigo, you don't need to be in such a hurry."

The white-haired Sarkaz slowly leaned over, but he couldn't move, like a sculpture, stopped at the movement of raising the spear.

"I just want to help a pair of sisters have a touching goodbye."

In a trance, the ancient Wendigo seemed to see the huge skeletons piled up on the white-haired Sarkaz, the creatures that were once revered as gods.

He remembered, the ancient existence inherited from the Wendigo bloodline.

Lord of the earth, enemy of the gods, the oldest Sarkaz, the god of origin, the tyrant of the white.

The person who gave Sarkaz the name of the taboo demon clan.

"Spell?"

In astonishment, Wendigo put down his spear, as if he wanted to ask what he had just seen.

"No, it's just a memory, it's just a memory engraved in the pure blood, it's just memories and thoughts from ancient times."

At this moment, the man Telles suddenly became a little strange to the girls behind him. Just when he was talking with this tall monster, he seemed to become another person.

"It is the memory and inheritance of the race named 'Wendigo' that continues to this day. Although it is a historical monument, it will decay after all and will eventually collapse in your place."

"........................."

Bozhuo Kasti fell silent, and finally said slowly, "I have no intention of continuing the bloodline."

"The continuation of the bloodline is not necessary for Sarkaz, Bozhuo Kasti, Wendigo will not be extinct with you, sooner or later, they will be revived in the deepest darkness, even if Unwelcome, and they'll come back to wreak havoc on the land, just as they did a long time ago."

"................................."

Wendigo carefully considered what the man said meant, but in the end he didn't answer because it had nothing to do with him.

"That's right, the past has been lost and will not rise again, and no one would hope so. The new era has no way for the old, but the new wind is already blowing, and the idealist girl you follow will eventually go nowhere You plan to bet the rest of your life and everything on her?"

"Yes."

"Well, I will witness, your end, your prayer, your demise, the last person of Wendigo's glory, you will go to the battlefield in glory under the witness of the king, and then die in glory, that's it It is the greatest honor for a warrior."

"That's true. The only place where soldiers go is the tomb called...the battlefield."

"Of course! The times are different, and the way soldiers die is also different. At least the soldiers I know can still enter the nursing home to play chess and so on."

"Well?"

Telles' painting style immediately changed from the heavy part back to the original posture, and the white-haired Sarkaz with a smile and a bright expression patted Wendigo's armor.

"Lead the way, Mr. Captain, we've been on the snowfield for almost a whole week, and I can say that I can't wait to see Miss Tallulah."

"Remember your promise."

Seeing his smooth-tongued appearance, Bozhuo Casti has no intention of continuing the conversation. He is an ancient, but he is not.

"Naturally, you... don't take the car."

Looking at the height and equipment weight of those shield guards and Wendigo, Telles dismissed the original friendly invitation, and then turned around and clapped his hands.

"Okay, the girls call it a day, ready to reach the end of the journey, and then it's time for the Tathagata Buddha to promulgate scriptures to us."

"Hey, I was almost scared to death, Telles, you're talking weird things again...Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!"

Can Angel sat down on the roof of the car, and almost slipped off the roof due to the snow, but fortunately, Mostima, who leaned out from the side window, grabbed her.

"Be careful, you can be an angel."

"Uh, it's a great help. Maybe something will happen to the halo when I hit my head on the ground just now."

"Speaking of which, is that thing fragile?"

Telles began to recall evil witchcraft rituals, but unfortunately there was no research project on Sakota auras.

After all, that thing is almost a negative BUFF. Not only will it emit light at night to expose its position, but it will also make you dizzy and nauseated if you wear something on it. Apart from the ability to manipulate spells, there is almost nothing special about it.

"do not know."

Texas glanced at him angrily. To be honest, facing the pressure of the Patriots, it is not ordinary. I really don't know why this guy can still laugh.

"Did you foresee that we would meet him?"

Otherwise, Texas doesn't think that if they don't intend to predict just because of bad luck, they will fall into a predicament like a blizzard.

"Huh? How could it be? It's all a coincidence, a coincidence."

"Forget it. In short, the work was completed without any surprises, and no major accidents occurred. Moreover, the usual work is almost like this."

Dexas didn't intend to say anything more, after all, it's best not to understand the other person too much, maybe what kind of vicious circle you will be led into.

Timely withdrawal is the wisest choice.

"Tsk, shouldn't it be time to say, 'Don't think about doing anything strange, I'm staring at you', and then develop the flag I told my fate before entering the Texas route?"

"I've almost forgotten what you said about the trash talk you said before."

"Unfortunately, I still like Miss Texas very much."

"I don't hate you, it's just annoying."

After waving his hand, the black-haired Luper returned to the car, ready to drive the car to follow the shield guards, but at this moment Chen walked over with a sullen face.

"Why did you just do that?"

"Didn't I...have a deal with him?"

"But it's also likely to be a big fight, isn't it?"

"Well, I'm confident that he will definitely need a good magician. After all, his daughter won't live long."