Phantom Master of the Elf

Chapter 289 Baihuan and the old leader

In the Arctic Circle, which is completely ruled by darkness, it is extremely difficult to judge the time. Han Hao and Fade Chen don't know how long they have walked with the puppet. Not only the time, but also the distance has become difficult to calculate.

After the illusion of falling into the rainforest disappeared, Han Hao still couldn't use the waveguide to find out the surrounding terrain. The ice-walking puppet tapped the road with a cane from time to time. It seemed like a habit, but Han Hao felt it very clearly. Whenever the end of the puppet's crutch touches the ice, the distance he can probe will be greater.

However, this increase in distance is limited to a straight line. Whenever the crutch is lifted, the range he can perceive will shrink again.

The entire Siberian Ice Field may be shrouded in the illusion of ice-walking dolls, and the falling rainforest may be just a trick. The longer the three walk on the ice field, the more surprised Han Hao will be.

The ice-walking puppet really doesn’t have the posture of a strong man. When seeing this figure with a big belly, no one would think that he is an illusion creator. It is hard for Han Hao to imagine how he created this huge space .

Maybe it's like playing minecraft, stacking cubes over time...

With a liver, you can become stronger, and the doll is still relying on the ancient frost tree, so it is born with several more 648 shots than others,...

I'm not afraid of your krypton gold, but I'm afraid of your liver and krypton.

Thinking about it this way, the power of the doll seems to be reasonable...

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"Don't get excited, Ms. Saya, I'm not here to fight. Although I'm on the side of the alliance now, I still have some feelings for the funeral home... Besides, our two families are not enemies, but we are a little It's just a small dispute, besides, these small disputes have nothing to do with me personally." Bai Huan said.

Saya didn't mean to let go of the scythe. Her wrist was very thin, and holding such a big weapon felt very inconsistent, but everyone in the tent knew that this scythe might be faster than the Sand Eagle with it on their waists. .

"You come back...what do you want?" Saya stood still, but the air was suddenly a little cold.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Bai Huan showed a helpless smile, as if he had made a decision long ago, he took off his alliance uniform, revealing the lining inside, with his back to the tent, the cold wind outside could not let him Frown.

Bai Huan rolled up his sleeves and lifted up his clothes.

Leaving aside the abdominal muscles, whether it is the arms or the body, purple and black are mixed, and the necrotic muscles are displayed in front of everyone.

Bai Huan.

The official commentator of the Elf Master Cup, the former owner of the S-level gymnasium Cursed Dream, and one of the three executors of the funeral room, the white god of death.

In a sense, it cannot be regarded as a member of the alliance in the strict sense, but it is just a commentator, a wage earner.

Of course, no one cared about his identity now, everyone's eyes were on the dead muscles in Bai Huan's abdomen and arms.

It should be frostbite, the area is very large, and there must be some under the clothes. Looking at the trend, he may have this kind of necrotic muscles all over his body.

Bai Huan's eyes calmly swept across the people present, and finally touched Saya.

"I have no contact with the alliance's crusade team. You may not know my current situation well..."

Saya stretched out her hand to interrupt, and at the same time she put away her sickle, "Compared to your current situation, don't you want to explain? The frostbite on your body?"

Everyone was listening attentively, and Bai Huan didn't intend to hide anything. With such a large area of ​​frostbite, everyone's emotions were probably a little more curious.

"Old leader, he also has extensive frostbite on his body, and the area is no smaller than mine. Everyone present, no one should know about this, right?"

Saya didn't respond. Although he was very close to the old leader, he was a woman after all. Unless it was on the face, it would be difficult for her to notice the frostbite...

and many more.....

Saya suddenly realized one thing.

The old chief of the funeral home.

A man who wears half a skull mask at all times, including when the priest finished his eulogy and the coffin lid was closed, this man never took off that half mask. The people in the funeral home seem to be used to it, as if the old leader Just like wearing a mask.

No one has ever pursued the truth behind the mask. Some people may have been curious, but it was only curiosity, because the time for the old leader to appear in the public eye is too little.

It would all make sense if the old chief's mask covered skin that had died from frostbite.

Saya looked at Bai Huan, as if waiting for his next words.

"From that day to today, it's exactly ten years... The old leader and I have been to the ice field once... You may not know that this is not the first time that the ancient frost tree has appeared. Ten years ago, the same It is an internal situation that very few people know about, and the number of insiders is probably only one-tenth of the current number. No one wants to share the information, and everyone wants to eat the fruit of the giant tree..."

"You should have guessed the specific situation. The fruit of the giant tree can be beaten by a few human individuals. Even if he has six heavenly kings... the chance of winning against the freezing bird is very small."

"There were also Frozen Birds ten years ago?" Saya asked suddenly.

"That's right, it was also a frozen bird ten years ago. Do you remember the riots in Hangzhou?"

Sha Ye frowned. If there was no riot, with the old man's body, it would not be a problem to live another four or five years. It was about a year ago in the Hangcheng riot, and the funeral home did not suffer heavy losses in that incident. But it was still hurting a little. The old man also completely disappeared from the public's sight starting from the runaway incident.

Bai Huan continued, "Red pupils, the body has mutated to varying degrees, the size has become larger, and the temperament has become fierce. If you march into the ice field now and find the ancient frost tree alive, then what you are facing will be a monster. The Frozen Bird, which is more ferocious than the Hangcheng runaway elves, with a few of you, one or two scattered kings, with all due respect, the chances of you coming back alive are zero."

His tone was a bit sarcastic, and some people present wanted to refute, but after seeing the necrotic muscles on Bai Huan's body, they swallowed back the words in their stomachs.

Bai Huan may not be strong now, but he used to be the executor of the funeral house, one of the three strongest people in the whole organization, he was injured like this, and it might really be impossible to survive if it was someone else.

"You have all seen the skill of freezing light. Ten years ago, the old leader and I came to this Siberian ice sheet to find that so-called giant frost tree. We broke the illusion of falling rainforest and defeated a strange man. Occasionally, I later encountered the legendary Frozen Bird. The North Pole covered by the polar night was only dark. We couldn’t see his face clearly, so we could only fight by instinct. However...we didn’t even have a single move Next, when He flapped his wings, there would be a blizzard, and the coldness was infinitely close to absolute zero, followed by the freezing light... We ran desperately outside..."

(End of this chapter)