The lush cacti burst forth with emerald green light, weaving together to form a surging ocean that stretches for dozens of miles, intercepting the raging cold wave!
Even the sky, filled with rolling ice crystals, was blocked out, relentlessly pounding and roaring with mournful fury!
"Such powerful strength!"
"It's divine magic!"
"The Sage has cast a divine spell to ward off the natural disaster!"
The wolf riders exclaimed in shock, staring dumbfounded at the towering cactus barrier, their eyes glazed over.
This is a severe winter cold wave that has submerged most of the field of vision. Moreover, unlike previous winters, this cold wave that has dropped icicles and destroyed cities is unprecedented!
Just one glance gives you the feeling of your eyes being frozen and your soul being plunged into a cold cave!
Even with such a sudden natural disaster, the sage was able to stop it single-handedly. What terrifying power that is!
"As expected of the Sage, he effortlessly blocked the winter's attack!"
"This kind of divine skill is a gift from the gods, but to me it looks like... a cactus?"
"Stop talking! Let's take advantage of the precious time the city lord has bought us and get out of here!"
Amidst the billowing smoke of war, the wolf riders, their will to survive awakened, urged their terrified wolves onward, following the directions on a rudimentary hand-drawn map drawn by Khrushchev, towards the route back to the city.
"Your Highness, this winter is extraordinary! It is suspected that the gods have started a war, causing large-scale eruptions of glaciers in the far north!"
Khrushchev, who had taken refuge in the car, suddenly remembered something, opened the window, shouted out, and inhaled a mouthful of cold air.
The old man was already frail (though he was actually quite strong for his age), and Xiao Han let him into the car to take refuge and organize the intelligence gathered in the wasteland.
"I understand. Regardless of the reason for the premature outbreak of winter, let's get through this disaster first!!"
On top of the chariot, Xiao Han stared at the divine bone, its grade reduced to bronze, and put it into his brand-new wristband. He suddenly looked back at the bleak sky, where the wind and clouds were surging. Several groups of wagons carrying goods had broken away from the main force due to being startled, but a few loyal wolf riders had already chased after them and brought them back on track.
Finally, with the blood crow's fierce roar and Radiant's translation, a pack of hundreds of wolves surrounded the carriage, leaving only a narrow opening, forcing the chained carriage to move forward.
"Snap!"
Several cracks appeared in the emerald green barrier, covered with crystalline frost flowers. Accompanied by a sharp cracking sound, a violent snowstorm rushed in from outside, burying the transformed cactus in one go!
The snow disaster, like a torrent breaking through a dam, stirred up towering waves and destroyed the protective barrier of the cactus!
Overwhelmingly powerful and unstoppable!
"Tell me, where are the other treasures buried?"
Xiao Han watched the ice tide sweeping in from behind, then lowered his head and looked at Count Shap, whose face was ashen.
Covered in soil and grass, he was utterly disheveled and showed no trace of the earl's luxurious air.
"Heh, if I told you, would you give me a chance to live?"
Count Shap gave a bitter laugh, meeting Xiao Han's sharp gaze: "The lords you defeated on the wasteland, when forced, will surely kneel down and beg for mercy. Their demands will certainly not be to live, but to give you a chance to pledge allegiance, to reveal intelligence, and to betray the duchy. Otherwise, you wouldn't have been able to launch eastward and westward campaigns in just one week, even reaching my territory."
Xiao Han remained silent, staring calmly at Count Shap.
The latter's smile became even paler, and his face, which had been ravaged all the way, revealed its original appearance.
“I understand them, because only in this way can they truly survive. The weak submit to the strong; this is the unspoken rule of the Nordic battlefield.”
"But you didn't see any of those lords by your side, nor any loyal officers. I knew then that even if I revealed the secrets of the duchy to you, in the end, I would still not escape death..."
"Bang!"
With a swift movement, a blur appeared as Count Sap, who had just seen through Xiao Han's ruthlessness, was sent flying like a kite with a broken string. He bounced a few times after crashing into the ground, and was then dragged along by the rope that bound his feet.
Count Shap: “∑(°△°|||)”
"If you're so eloquent, why don't you publish a book?"
Xiao Han sneered, secretly admiring the other party's shrewdness and cunning. While being robbed and dragged along, he had taken the opportunity to throw away all his wealth, leaving nothing for the enemy.
Most importantly, the core device of the magic cannon, according to Count Shap, was loaded in a wooden cane, which was thrown out halfway and buried by the snow disaster.
Staring at Earl Shap, who couldn't get a single penny out of him, Xiao Han took out a jade ring containing a large number of golden wolves and rare local specialties from the wasteland.
As Count Shap's expressions gradually shifted from fear and bewilderment to shock, Xiao Han offered no explanation, instead observing the changes in the snow disaster and letting the other man rack his brains.
After being stolen by the upgraded skill book, you can randomly draw two items. The first is a jade ring, and the second triggers the Bone Explosion skill, which results in the draw of Count Shap's lackey...
"boom!"
As everyone ran, the sky darkened, everything became a white blur, and visibility was reduced to within a hundred meters.
This was a terrible situation for everyone. Although the map showed the general route, there were still some prominent markers for turning. If they deviated from the correct angle halfway through, who knows which faction's territory they would end up in?
In the chaotic lands near the wasteland, a city without a dozen or so awakened Silver-ranked warriors wouldn't dare call itself part of the community, and Titan City was merely one of the more prosperous cities in the slave trade.
If you accidentally offend a major city, you'll be beaten half to death.
During the sensitive period as winter approaches, if any outsiders invade, the strongmen in the city will put aside their old grudges, swarm in, plunder resources, and then enslave the invaders, making a satisfying extra profit.
Not to mention that Xiao Han plundered most of the lords in the wasteland, and more than fifty carts were loaded with supplies. If he were not careful, they would all become someone else's dowry.
Realizing the gravity of the situation, and with a torrent of ice waves following closely behind, Xiao Han decided to unleash his demonic flames, emitting light and heat, transforming into a lighthouse to illuminate the surrounding roads.
But before their eyes, a green light flickered, and the veins, like vines, took root in the barren soil and grew wildly!
In the blink of an eye, a huge cactus sprouted from the barren land, and the shape of the cactus ball at the top was "a six in one hand"!
The cactus swayed, its upper part tilting slightly, its thumb and little finger pointing in a direction through the hazy mist.
The next second, another cactus emerged from the ground, repeating the same trick and pointing everyone in the direction to escape.
Xiao Han: "..."
Everyone: "???"
What does "a sage pointing the way" mean?!
That's what you call a divine guidance!
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