Dragon Contract God

Modi walked to the conscription shed. The snow on the street was cleared by the low-level magicians assigned by the Icelanders in the morning, but now it has fallen down to the instep, and the thin shoes on it are like countless blades. It was cutting his bone and flesh, but he didn't respond to it.

The cold was nothing, but the flame in his stomach was the real killer—he was so hungry, the last thing he ate was yesterday's handful of grass seeds, which couldn't even feed a sparrow, let alone a big one. lad.Already hungry and dizzy, he could only rely on willpower to walk mechanically to the conscription shed.

The conscription shed is very lively, and the team lined up from the street to the end of the street—now there is ice and snow everywhere, and everyone can’t find anything to eat, so they can only come to serve as soldiers for the Icelanders—the stomach is so hungry that they can’t take care of it Hatred for the Iceborne.

Although there were a lot of people in line, but fortunately they were moving very fast, and I didn't know how the officials in the shed selected people. Modi was a little nervous. Although someone gave him a guarantee, he was still worried about whether he would be accepted. If you choose to be a Snowflake Warrior, it will be a disaster if you can only be a handyman!

Only by becoming a Snowflake Warrior can you have enough food, get the military salary to buy food for your sister, and have magic power... And if you become a handyman, your life is really worse than grass. It is said that every day The corpses of the handymen were sent to the cremator in the north of the city, and people could see the black smoke billowing from the chimney from a distance. Since the Icelanders occupied the city, it has never stopped.

Finally it was Modi's turn. He got into the shed covered with thick felt, and the warm and hot air inside almost knocked him down. After several shivering, he was scolded by a soldier with a knife. Keep up with the person in front.

It turns out that the selection process for conscription is very simple, that is, to drop a drop of unknown medicine in the palm of each person, and then lead them to a yard behind the shed to wait.

In less than a minute, the effect of the potion came out. Modi felt his whole body was icy cold, unprecedentedly cold. When he looked down, the hand that dripped the potion was already covered with frost, and it spread to his whole body. trend.

"Is this unqualified?" Modi's heart also fell into the ice cave in an instant. If he was unqualified, wouldn't that mysterious person fulfill his promise to take care of his sister?

But at this moment, he was pushed by someone and pulled into a big room: "You two, you have passed, take the sign and go in through this door!"

Modi looked blankly at the person next to him who was also attacked by the frost, and then at the dozen or so people behind him who didn't respond and looked frustrated. Only then did he realize that he had passed it!

After entering that gate, Modi was stripped naked by some rude soldiers, and pushed into a large pool filled with black juice. The water smelled weird and smelly, and there were many men soaking in it.I don't know whether it is so smelly because of the addition of ingredients, or because there are more people soaking it, so it becomes smelly.

However, no one disliked the stink, because the water in the pool was hot, which made Modi feel "finally alive".

After soaking in the black water pool for half an hour, each of Modi and his group got a bowl of porridge and drank it naked. The fire in their stomachs was finally extinguished.

Although he was still hungry, Modi knew that he couldn't eat much since he hadn't seen food for half a month. Then they were taken to another pool filled with gray liquid and continued to soak.

After soaking in three pools in a row, the hot water seemed to be peeling off the skin. Modi only felt that his group of people were like pigs and sheep waiting to be slaughtered. up.

However, he soon discovered that after soaking in these three pools, his strength had increased a lot, and some of the original frostbite, dark wounds, old scars, etc. on his body had disappeared.

"It's really a good thing!" Modi sighed, if he had this kind of thing before, he would have become an intermediate warrior long ago!

Modi has no magic talent, but he has a good physique and a good martial arts talent, so he was sent by his family to learn martial arts from an old mercenary since he was a child. Before he was 20 years old, he had the combat power equivalent to a second-level magic warrior. The mercenary community in Sikkim City is also well-known.

The old mercenary lamented that if it wasn't because of poverty that he couldn't buy potions to nourish his body, he was fully qualified to become a strong man comparable to an intermediate magic warrior.

But it’s okay now, as long as you become a Snowflake Warrior, you can master the magic power of ice and snow, and you will still have a chance to become an intermediate powerhouse at that time. Modi doesn’t want to care about the price of becoming a Snowflake Warrior in the future. good!

But when he was lying on a cold metal bed with his limbs fixed by leather straps, he regretted it a bit, and then waited until the cold-faced ice man magician cast his magic and pulled out the ice cube from the icy lump. When a translucent white worm in the shape of an earthworm wanted to feed it into his mouth, he panicked completely.

Modi struggled in horror, shaking his head, clenching his teeth tightly, desperately trying not to let this weird worm enter his stomach——Damn Iceman, this is a scam, this is using me to raise worms!

However, the Iceman magician had intermediate strength, but just a random spell made Modi stiff, and his mouth grew involuntarily, watching the white worm slip into his throat in horror.

Modi knew for the first time that when it was extremely cold, he would have the illusion of being burned. At this moment, he felt that his whole body was burned by the disgusting bug that slipped into his stomach. It was cold again, and a moment later he fell into a coma of fear and nausea.

When Modi woke up again, the environment he was in was like a morgue, and he himself was one of the corpses, but he was just revived.

He looked blankly at the people lying on the floor stiffly all around him. Their transparent faces were blue and gray, covered with a layer of frost, and there were no signs of living people.Looking at his body again, the bluish gray is gradually fading, turning into a transparent white color.

Suddenly recalling what happened before he fell into a coma, Modi felt as if there was a worm wriggling in his stomach, and could not help retching, but no matter how his throat moved, nothing came out.

"It's fucking disgusting!"

Modi punched the floor angrily, but to his surprise, he punched a cracked fist mark on the stone floor, with traces of frost on it.

"This is the power of Snowflake Warrior? My current strength has probably reached level 3!" Modi looked at his hands in amazement. When he was thinking about the new power in his body, some "corpses" around New ones came over one after another. Some people had the same reaction as Modi just now, lying there retching, but they couldn't vomit anything.

All the awakened people were gathered at one side of the room, and the handymen handed them out the gray military uniforms with snowflake patterns that belonged to the snowflake warriors.Those handymen looked at them with envy and awe in their eyes.

Modi looked back at those people who were still lying on the floor and hadn't woken up. The number was comparable to the people who woke up. At this time, some soldiers were carrying them out-these people might not wake up again. But come on!

For three days, Modi, together with a dozen other Snowflake Warriors, led by an experienced Snowflake Warrior as the captain, taught them how to master the new power of ice and snow in his body, and they were also in the same school field as them. There are thousands of other Snowflake Warriors trained here.

Modi is very smart. On the second day of training, he was able to unleash the signature attack of the Snowflake Warrior—a hexagonal snowflake the size of a palm, with sharp edges and wrapped in white cold air. A wooden stake with a thick bowl mouth.

This kind of attack called snow bomb, he can release [-] in one breath, which has surpassed the captain who taught them. Picking and verbal insults.

This kind of oppression is certainly infuriating, but Modi can't take care of it, because there is a discovery that makes him terrified.

Every night for the past three days, he would have a dream. In the dream, he turned into a worm and walked in the ice. The hard ice couldn't hinder its movement. They will all like it very much, and then rush over to suck it...

Whenever this happens, Modi in the dream will feel very frightened, because he feels that the consciousness of the bug is affecting his self-cognition, making him unable to distinguish the difference between his bug and himself in a trance.

Fortunately, at this time, there will be a crisp bird song piercing through the top of his head, pulling his consciousness back.

"It's the power of soul guard."

Modi recalled the mysterious man who rescued his sister and asked him to be a Snowflake Warrior. The man cut off the top of his head and buried an ancient silver ornament with a flying bird pattern on it. The ancient divine bird, which can protect people's hearts from getting lost, is called Soul Shou.

The other soldiers did not have the guardianship of soul guards, so Modi was surprised by their changes in the past three days. These people began to exhibit some strange behaviors, such as liking to eat ice, fearing fire, fearing strong light, not feeling the severe cold, falling asleep In the future, my body will always be twisted and twisted like a bug, and I am not used to having coverings on my body, etc...

What frightened Modi the most was that no one was surprised by his changes. They acted as if they were the same as before. Only Modi felt abnormal. He hid himself in horror so as not to be caught Man finds himself not assimilated by bugs.

After a day of training was finally over, the captain took them back to the barracks to rest, but when they reached the gate of the school field, a tall frost warrior stopped them, and the captain immediately nodded and bowed to say hello: "Dear nobleman, what are your orders?"

Modi secretly despised the captain's performance, and saw the Frost Warrior glanced at them contemptuously, then looked at the captain and said, "The vanguard general lacks personal guards, and now we need to transfer someone from your team!"

"Good nobleman, you see that kid is quite clever, let him go!"

Seeing the captain pointing at him without hesitation, Modi cursed in his heart, but he didn't dare to resist, he could only follow the Frost Warrior away under the captain's gloating eyes.

Modi followed the Frost Warrior for a long time, and was brought to the gate of a remote palace, and then he saw the Frost Warrior mockingly said to him: "You are lucky, and you will take good care of the Vanguard General in the future. You must know that guy is also You Crooks, as long as you please him, naturally you will not lose your benefits!"

Modi muttered in his heart: "If you're really lucky, you won't look at me with dead eyes." He knew who the vanguard general was mentioned by the Frost Warrior in a tone of no respect—— His Majesty the former King Charles of the Kingdom of Listan.

Modi heard that the shameful surrender king hadn't appeared in front of people for a month. He thought he was useless and was killed by the Icelanders, but he didn't expect that he would become his personal guard...