In the Lilte Forest, a frost dragon appeared.

Ora, Lord of the Glaciers, patrols the territory to which he has not returned in a long time.

This place has changed dramatically.

Flapping his wings, Aura flew next to an old oak tree in the Lierte Forest, which was thirty meters tall and was the largest tree in the Lierte Forest.

Ever since it came here to have memories, this forest has been the world of ice and snow that it loves.

Although the old oak tree did not die, it never grew leaves because of the cold, and it was always bare.

Today, the old oak tree is full of vitality and dense foliage.

Ola raised his voice and said, "Medlan, I know you're here. ”

"Medlan, come out."

Seeing that there was no movement around him, Aura suddenly opened his mouth and tore off a branch of the old oak tree......

The oak branches and leaves clearly didn't taste very good, and the Frost Dragon spat out the remaining oak leaves from its mouth as it turned its platinum pupils to scan around.

"Huh? Isn't it here? It's only been 300 years, so I shouldn't die. ”

Aura looked puzzled, the druid had been guarding the oak tree in the first place, and it was said that it seemed to be a special kind of oak called the Silver Oak.

However, Aura's puzzled expression immediately turned to joy, and it showed a smug smile, and said to a figure not far away, "Boom...... Medlan, you despicable liar, I didn't expect it, I'm back! ”

"I didn't lie to you......"

With the voice of the old druid, the Frost Dragon suddenly waved its claws.

The old druid didn't seem to dodge the dragon's claws, and was directly grasped by the ice dragon's claws, but after Ora opened the dragon's claws, he realized that what was in the claws was only an unknown plant.

"Damn the liar Merland, and those Heroic Spirits of Winter Wonderland, and the ...... Oggen"

Aura muttered something as it found itself completely lost of the old druid, and it wasn't long before an angry Orah breathed a deep cold breath that froze the silver oak tree in front of it.

The Frost Dragon flicked its mighty tail—

With a violent impact sound, the silver oak tree was like shattered glass, turning into countless Xiaoice crystals and scattering.

The dragon's wings flapped a whirlwind of blue magic, and the ice slag of the silver oak was blown in the direction of the Lilte Mountains, and it was about to blow the pieces of the silver oak tree to the other side of the glacial mountains.

Ogan spread its wings and flew into the sky, but it flew back immediately.

The Frost Dragon dug into the ground with its claws, eventually digging out all the roots of the old oak tree, freezing the roots of the oak tree into ice slag and blowing the ice chips away again.

……

The frost dragon eventually took to the skies, slowly flying in the direction of the glacial mountains......

It didn't take long for an inexplicable sound to sound in the ears of all the creatures in the forest.

"Creatures of the Lliarte Forest, I allow you to recite my true name and accept my protection once more."

As the sound came out, more than ten kilometers away from Sistum, the goblins in the goblin village began to dance and revel, and the power of frost appeared in the void to envelop these goblins.

These goblin bodies bulged up at a speed visible to the naked eye, their green skin gradually turned white, and in a few breaths, their bodies swelled to a height of two meters, and they were no longer the thin and weak appearance of ordinary goblins.

A thick white mist appeared around the goblins, and light blue ice crystal armor appeared and covered the goblins' bodies, and various ice crystal weapons appeared in the goblins' hands.

These goblin giants wielded the frost weapons in their hands and ran at breakneck speed in the direction of the Glacier Mountains.

At the same time, at least a dozen creatures with frost power appeared in all corners of the Lilte Mountains, and they all began to move in the direction of the Lilte Mountains......

The great Lord of the Glaciers, finally back.

……

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"Creatures of the Lliarte Forest, I allow you to recite my true name and accept my protection once more."

Unable to move in the pile of dead leaves, Systm also heard the voice of the Lord of the Glacier.

His [intuition] gave him a peculiar feeling.

As long as he responds to this passage and recites the true name of the Lord of the Glacier in his heart, he will not only be able to turn the tide immediately, but he will also be able to reap great benefits.

It is even possible for him to transform directly from a mortal to a magical being.

It's a pity that Sistemtem doesn't know his real name now, even the ordinary name of the Lord of the Glacier doesn't know, and even the code name of the Lord of the Glacier is also a guess he guessed from the words of the goblins and the gnolls, and he doesn't know whether it's right or wrong.

With the words of the Lord of Glacier, Sistemm clearly felt that the weather around him was getting colder again, and the snowflakes falling in the air were becoming more and more numerous.

Ten minutes had passed, and Sisstem's vitality had been reduced to 51%, and he felt a growing feeling of weakness in his body, and even a trace of exhaustion in his body, urging him to sleep.

If he continues like this, even with the insect's tenacious vitality, he won't be able to survive for long.

Fortunately, after more than a dozen minutes, his frozen body gradually eased, and the remaining limbs and abdomen began to tremble uncontrollably.

However, as his body vibrated involuntarily, some white blood would flow from his feet and abdomen, accelerating the loss of life force.

Heatham could only try to control his body, keeping it as stable as possible and reducing the loss of blood.

As the freezing of his body gradually eased, a strong pain gradually emanated from Heatham's numb body.

Before, his body was completely unconscious because of the freezing, and he looked at his body like a bystander, but now that he really felt his body, he felt that the pain in his body was unbearable.

Fortunately, the insect's constitution is quite tenacious, and after a while, this unbearable pain gradually became habitable, and many parts of his body gradually regained consciousness.

It wasn't his feet, tentacles, or chelica that first regained Systm's body, but the glands in his throat that spewed [corrosive slime].

Systm carefully controlled the gum gushing out of his throat to wriggle, and after the third metamorphosis, his [corrosive slime] activity increased a lot, and the squirting gum squirmed much faster.

However, due to the presence of tentacles, he rarely manipulated the slime in this way.

Most of the time, he just uses these [Corrosive Slime] for extracorporeal digestion to speed up his digestion, and with the recent consumption of slime, he can't even use the [Corrosive Slime] extracorporeal digestion function.

Systm controlled the mucus gelatinous spews from the gland, which he carefully manipulated to squirm into the wounds on his body, squirming into his flesh and choking it as a bandage to stop the bleeding.

After some efforts, the remaining vitality of Sistemm finally stabilized at about 34%, although it was still slowly declining, but the rate of decline slowed down a lot, and he was initially out of danger.

But with the snow falling, his situation is still not optimistic.

Systham's gaze looked at a black-brown chrysalis hanging from a tree a meter away.

This pupa is five centimeters in size, and it has not yet broken out of the pupae at this stage, and it is obviously a pupa that is preparing to overwinter.

Sistemm didn't know if the chrysalis had hatched into a moth or a butterfly.

But obviously, it is a blessing in misfortune to have such a chrysalis not far from him!

After examining the abilities of various insects with tentacle winding these days, Systm knew that this overwintering pupa had an ability in its body that he desperately needed right now - [cold resistance].