"It's so cold..."

"No, how could I feel the cold?"

Xinyuan had goosebumps all over his body, trying to understand what was happening around him through the sounds of all things.

【cold...】

【So cold...】

The surrounding temperature dropped sharply. Xinyuan could only clearly see that a layer of white frost appeared on the surfaces of the surrounding houses, and the air instantly became cold and dry.

In the air, small vortices appeared one after another, slowly spreading toward the surface below, and threads of cold air continued to move downwards.

After reaching the surface, the cold air spread instantly, and a large area of ​​frost enveloped the earth. The entire city seemed to have entered an ice age in an instant.

The building began to age rapidly, the slate floor cracked rapidly, and the cold penetrated into the cracks in the ground, taking away all the vitality.

Bushes, green belts, everything within sight, all lifeless!

Xinyuan's mouth opened slightly as he watched this exaggerated scene.

The position where the eyes were locked slightly diverged, looking at the slowly descending wisps of cold air. At this time, one figure after another appeared in those places.

Their bodies were all stiff, they were all crawling out of coffins made of ice, their whole bodies covered in solid white frost.

Their hair and eyes were gray, with an extremely cold indifference, and they stood there quietly, as if the word cold had penetrated into their bones.

——The Far North!

Xinyuan thought of these four words in his mind quickly, and then for some reason, a warm current surged through his heart, giving him an inexplicable sense of peace of mind.

They came... They came to "human society" with the howling cold wind from the north, and with the record of never failing in the far north.

"I'm afraid one of these old people must be old monsters."

Xinyuan looked at these unfamiliar reinforcements, and suddenly felt that the world and the earth were united.

His heart was inevitably throbbing a little, and his heart, which had been forged hard enough, began to feel a little different.

His eyes began to scan the bodies of this group of people, looking at their appearance, looking for that familiar figure.

However, it seems that there should be no one under the age of eighty here.

Then, above the head, a powerful aura appeared out of thin air, and all the severe cold seemed to have a name instantly. The blue mage's robe floated seamlessly, fell from the sky, and came to Xinyuan.

Xinyuan looked at the figure slowly flying down, his eyes suddenly became a little brighter, but he soon realized that it was not her.

Although the aura on his body is that kind of extremely cold aura, that kind of domineering air that is frozen thousands of miles away.

but...

"Tsk, why is it a man..."

Xinyuan grunted in his heart, his original expectations disappeared, but his disappointment only flashed for a moment, and he soon became happy again.

In fact, it's a good thing that she doesn't come. As his only hope of giving up in this world war, Jun Anyi's seclusion will definitely stabilize his mentality, which is of great benefit.

He still doesn't know that Jun Anyi is spreading his energy and looking for the possibility of another path.

After thinking about it for a while, Xinyuan realized who the person in front of him was.

Who else could it be? In the current feudal realm in the far north, there is only one monarch.

Wearing the fourth-largest frost cloak in the world, Junwei floated quietly like a frost lord. From the moment he appeared, everyone in this space moved a little slower.

"What should I say? Call me?" Xinyuan was right behind Jun Wei, but Jun Wei had no intention of looking back.

On the god's side, in response to such an environment, they only paused for a moment, and then the attack continued again.

The puppet pinched in the air, and the environment around Xinyuan instantly turned into uncoordinated squares, red, yellow, and various colors squeezing and flowing, eroding the stability of the space.

But the next second, all the illusory lights and shadows stopped flowing and were covered with white frost.

Click!

Amidst the clear cracking sound, the space returned to its original state. Junwei raised his head slightly, looked at the puppet, and then squeezed it gently.

The puppet, which was originally full of mechanical feeling, now has completely stiff and rusty joints, making every move very difficult. The whole body has become stiff and brittle due to the cold, like Oreos just taken out of the refrigerator.

biscuit.

"How much longer will it take?"

Junwei still didn't look back at Xinyuan and asked.

"If the situation is stable, it will take about five hours." Xinyuan answered as usual.

Jun Wei tilted his head slightly, as if he wanted to say something. From the side, it could be seen that the muscles on his face were very tense, but in the end he did not say anything unnecessary. Business was more important:

"Then just concentrate on maintaining the formation. You don't have to worry about things here."

"We are here, there will be no problem in these few hours."

After finishing speaking, he looked at the soldier leader and the formation leader, "Abyss?"

"Um."

"Do you need some rest?"

"No need."

The top combat forces had a very simple exchange, and both sides were obviously not very familiar with this situation.

Regardless of whether it was the Far North or the Abyss, they were the kind of players who would never show up at all, and would never cooperate with outsiders when fighting, so the scene at this time was a little embarrassing.

However, the combination of ice and darkness, indifference and madness, seems to be an inexplicable combination.

The two-person staff looked at each other. There was no need to communicate, and there was no need to communicate. The gods did not wait for anyone, and surrounded Xinyuan, trying to show off their tricks.

But it is obvious that movements often represent emotions, and the movements of the gods clearly indicate that they are in a hurry.

Due to the addition of the Far North, the number of gods that this city can accommodate is no longer able to handle all the top masters in a short time.

Unless they can transfer all the gods from all over the world, in that case, other feudal realms and masters from all over the world will also be freed up, and nothing will change drastically.

The war on the continent became more and more crazy in the final stage, and the meat grinder continued continuously, but as time passed by, Xinyuan's position remained unchanged!

He also entered a state of stillness, and the world enveloped by the light beam was all formed and fixed in his mind. A few hours passed like this, and the dignity of the gods also passed by.

Xinyuan's five senses were all shut down, entering a state of nothingness, and he was activating the formation with all his strength. However, deep in his spiritual soul, a voice suddenly sounded.
Chapter completed!