Chapter 439: Frost Wing Banshee, Snow Leopard Promotion, Ye Zhi's Homemade Cuisine

The cold wind carried snow particles, as sharp as a knife. The snow leopard waded through the waist-deep snow, squeezing out a deep snow path.

Ye Zhi let the snowy owl fly high into the sky to keep watch, and looked up at the towering snow-capped mountain in front of him.

The towering snow-capped peaks are like sharp swords, piercing the gray sky. Thick black clouds are hovering around the mountainside. The intermittent mountain winds rise and fall like the breath of a giant dragon, stirring up billowing snow fog.

"Giant Dragon Snow Mountain." The voice of the Frostwind Witch came through the cold wind. Her voice was as clear as the collision of ice crystals. She drooled slightly and continued, "The kingdom of the frost giants is located deep in this mountain range... and our destination, the kingdom of the dwarves, is even farther away than the kingdom of the frost giants."

The Frost Giants, a race older than the elves, dwarves, and humans, once swore to be the eternal enemy of the gods and were later banished to the glacier zone in the north of the continent.

The average height of a male Frost Giant is over three meters, and each male Frost Giant is an absolute war machine. As descendants of the first giant Ymir, even the gods are afraid of their innate power.

Female frost giants may be as beautiful as humans, and their height is not too exaggerated, usually around 1.8 to 2 meters. Their skin color and blood are obviously different from humans, such as icy skin and cold blue blood.

In Perron's words, big cars have their own charm.

The beautiful, noble and cold winter goddess of ice and snow among the gods is a female frost giant. She has a considerable influence in the North, and her believers are distributed among all races, from humans to dwarves.

Perhaps, it is because they share the same bloodline that the Winter Goddess chose the Frostwind Witch as her priestess.

Ye Zhi turned around and looked at the witch from the frost giant clan.

The Frostwind Witch was tall, with skin that was translucent like ice and snow. Her long silver-white hair fluttered in the cold wind, her lips were red and tempting, and she was holding half a dried red chili in her hand. Her eyes were misty, and she said softly as if she was touched: "I'm back... my hometown..."

Yeats always suspected that the reason why she had tears in her eyes was not because she returned to her hometown, but because she was spicy.

The Great Wall of Winter had already turned into a blurry silhouette behind him, and in front of him, the ice peaks of the Frost Giant Kingdom glowed with a faint blue light under the reflection of the ice and snow. It took only one day to get from the Great Wall of Winter to the entrance of the Frost Giant Kingdom. There was no danger on the way, but the road ahead would be more difficult.

Although the Frostwind Witch in the team has a high status in the Frost Giant Kingdom, the Frost Giants are naturally xenophobic, and one must be more cautious if one wants to pass through their territory and go deep into the underground dwarf kingdom.

"As long as you help me this time, I can safely cross the country of frost giants." Ye Zhi looked at the Frost Wind Witch who had a special liking for peppers, and said seductively, "Next time, I will ask you to try a new delicacy I invented!"

"What delicacy?" The Frostwind Witch tilted her head slightly, and the snow-white mink at the collar of her robe swayed slightly.

"【Spicy Noodles】!"

Ye Zhi smiled and said, "It's much more delicious than dried chili peppers!"

Hearing this, the eyes of the Frostwind Witch flashed with anticipation, and she nodded slightly. She rode on the Frost Wolf, walking at the front of the team, holding a staff inlaid with ice crystals. Wherever the staff lightly touched, an arc of icy blue light flew out, automatically parting the snow, revealing a passable path.

With the guidance of the Frostwind Witch, the efficiency of the journey was greatly improved.

At dusk, the Frostwind Witch suddenly stopped and whispered, "We're here."

"What?"

"The lair of the Frostwing Banshee." The Frostwind Witch turned around and looked at Ye Zhi with her icy blue eyes. "The location you circled on the map."

The Frostwing Banshee is an emperor-level magical beast that lives deep in the snow-capped mountains far away from the mainland. It lives in groups, and only one Frostwing Queen with an imperial will can be born in one nest.

If the Snow Leopard wants to be promoted to an emperor-level Warcraft, it needs the sixth-ring material [Frost Tear Crystal] produced by the Frost Wing Queen.

"I hope I'll be lucky enough this time to find the trace of the Frost Wing Queen." Ye Zhi thought to himself.

The snow-capped peaks stood in the twilight. The sky in the Arctic region was quickly getting dark. Gray suggested, "We have to hurry up, Yeats. If we move quickly, we can find a cave on the back of the mountain!"

In an environment of more than forty degrees below zero, the ice element is quite active. Even Ye Zhi feels a little chilly. He sets up camp, lays down a barrier, and ignites magic flames to resist the biting cold of the element.

"After all, mortals are still mortals." Mammon said lazily, "Yezhi, if you are the Holy Land, you can just transfer everyone to your domain to spend the night."

"It won't be long in a few days." Ye Zhi said, "When I become a sanctuary, we will form a team and go to Avalon for team building. We will stay there and won't leave!"

"I'm going to scout ahead with Fry."

The Hildes were ruthless and spoke little, and they entered the lair head-on.

In less than a moment, she turned back the way she came, riding the giant wolf Frye at a fast speed, with a large group of fast-moving blurry figures following behind her!

"Be careful!" Hildreth warned loudly, "There are a lot of them!"

Ye Zhi stroked his chin, looked at Hilde, who was supposed to be a scout but was actually pulling monsters, and thought to himself.

As expected of Hildreth, she easily completed the task of pulling monsters from the front row!

That thing had the outline of a human female, with her chest wrapped in ice-blue wings, revealing her southern hemisphere. Her face could barely be described as pretty, with a ferocious expression, fangs that gleamed with a chilling cold light, and a pair of huge ice crystal wings spread out behind her.

The emperor-level monster, the Frostwing Banshee! As a variant of the Harpy, the Frostwing Banshee only appears in the Arctic region, and enjoys hunting travelers who intrude into its territory. Its mournful singing can make its prey lose consciousness in the extreme cold.

A quick glance revealed that there were five Frostwing Banshees chasing Hildreth out of the lair, probably responsible for guarding the lair. A lair of this size is likely to breed a Frostwing Queen! "Don't listen to her song!" Frostwind Witch warned, waving her staff and summoning icicles to attack the Frostwing Banshee, but the Banshee dodged it deftly. The latter flapped her wings to raise her body, and suddenly sang an ethereal and sad song.

Clang! Hildreth leaped high, his eyes stern, and he clenched the God's Wrath Greatsword in both hands, slashing a Frosthawk Banshee in the head into a bloody rain! The giant wolf Fry's Adam's apple rolled, and then he looked at Ye Zhi with admiration and nodded meaningfully.

Ye Zhi: “…”

The Valkyrie... is even more ferocious than the Sichuan-Yu mother Tyrannosaurus! Gray also faced a Frosthawk Banshee, threw her war hammer and broke half of the opponent's wings, then reached out and caught the spinning war hammer steadily, muttering:

"I didn't use the rare weapon very well... I didn't even manage to crush it this time!"

Ye Zhi saw this and thought that Gray had an inexplicable obsession with "throwing things away and catching them back".

Cats and dogs also usually enjoy this boomerang-style game.

Grey is equal to small animals, the proof is established!

The remaining three Frostwing Banshees ignored the death of their companion and continued to sing their mournful songs. Their penetrating and ethereal voices pierced through the howling wind and snow, like the whisper of a lover or the comfort of a mother.

Gray was the first to be stunned.

However, she made progress, shook her head, and quickly broke away from the singing.

"What? It's so much worse than Yeats's music!"

At the same time, Yeats had summoned the Lyre of Light and played a rousing suite to counter the elegy.

Infected by the divinity of art, the three Frost-winged Banshees stopped singing and looked at Yeats in surprise and doubt.

Immediately, the fierceness in their eyes gradually faded away, and they listened attentively to the music played by Yeats, their eyes fluctuating with the changes in rhythm.

Frostwing Banshees are a race that is extremely passionate about and admires music.

The more beautiful the melody, the more it can move them, and sometimes they will laugh or cry because of the music.

Bards have the highest chance of surviving the Frostwing Banshees. Some bards claimed that they were captured and taken into the lair of the Frostwing Banshees, but dozens of banshees did not do anything to him, but only asked him to play music.

"My mouth was numb from blowing, and they finally let me go!"

When the bard talked about this, his face was full of regret and sorrow.

As the chosen one of the gods of art, and blessed by the Lyre of Light, the music played by Yeats was a dimensionality-reducing blow to the Frostwing Banshees! "Woo woo woo..." One of the Frostwing Banshees could not bear the pressure of a broken heart, so she raised her wings to cover her face and sobbed secretly.

In terms of musical attainments, I will never be able to catch up with this human in my lifetime! This sad mood infected the other two Frostwing Banshees.

The three Frostwing Banshees hugged each other and cried bitterly, and the scene was particularly comedic.

The Frostwind Witch looked confused.

The tears of the Frostwing Banshee are extremely precious potion ingredients, and the conditions for obtaining them are very harsh. Even if you hunt her down by force, you cannot get the Frost Tears!

It must be the sincere tears shed by the Frostwing Banshees to be effective... but this is easier said than done! Ye Zhi only played a piece of music, and three Frostwing Banshees cried.

Making them give up the fight while shedding priceless tears of frost?

The Frostwind Witch had a complicated look in her eyes, and couldn't help but look at Ye Zhi. Her gaze fell on the lyre in his hand, and a hint of admiration flashed in her eyes.

This is how the chosen poet fights!

"It's rare to see Yeats using his true bardic abilities." Zuanya exclaimed.

Mammon was slightly stunned and asked, "Where did you get this from?"

"Think about it, using music to defeat the enemy, isn't this the most dignified way of fighting for a bard?" said Zuanya.

"What are those unorthodox bard abilities?" Mammon asked.

Zuanya was in high spirits, and he listed all the treasures: "Take Yeats as an example. He is a bard, but he is also good at poisoning, magic, archery, and beating the enemy with his fists - he is simply not a human being!"

The black cat has a strange look in his eyes.

To use Yeats' words... this is called the immortals are as numerous as hemp!

At this moment, something strange happened. The snow under Ye Zhi's feet suddenly collapsed, causing him to fall down. The music stopped, and the three Frost Wing Banshees screamed at the same time, and came forward at the same time, trying to save Ye Zhi.

But a figure flew out from under the snow, its sharp claws going straight for Ye Zhi's throat, and it let out a soul-stirring scream in the vast snow! The royal-level monster, the Frost Wing Queen! The Frost Wing Queen's combat wisdom was obviously much higher than that of the Five Rings Banshee. With the help of the wind and snow to hide, she attacked Ye Zhi from under the snow.

The ice spikes formed by her flapping frost wings were like sharp flying arrows, attacking Ye Zhi's eyes, throat, eyebrows and other vital parts.

Every move is deadly!

Whoosh whoosh whoosh——

Ye Zhi reacted just as quickly, spreading his wings of poetry, dodging the icy spikes, and putting some distance between himself and the Frostwing Queen.

At the same time, Ye Zhi's "Eye of a Thousand Illusions" lit up with a deep purple light, and a "Illusion·Domination Technique" had already fallen on the Frost Wing Queen.

At the same moment, with the blessing of the "Necklace of Lust", the power of the illusion increased exponentially.

The Frost Wing Queen's eyes instantly became gentle.

But in the heat of battle, the illusion cannot last long.

Queen Frost Wing quickly regained consciousness and looked at Ye Zhi, with an expression of shame and anger on her face, and screamed:

"I will kill you and freeze your heart for my collection!"

Ye Zhi's eyes suddenly turned cold.

No matter how beautiful their appearance is, it cannot conceal the fact that these monsters are killing humans.

Death, using them to help the snow leopards practice, is the best ending for these monsters!

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

The Frost Wing Queen moved her lips and silently chanted an ancient spell. An ice-blue halo spread out from her. Wherever the halo passed, all the moisture in the air condensed into tiny ice crystals, and then violently shot towards Ye Zhi!

boom--

Ye Zhi punched out, the tip of his fist wrapped with the golden flame of judgment, which rolled up a blazing torrent, evaporating all the ice crystals in the sky and raising billowing white mist! "Look, isn't Ye Zhi starting to use his fists?" Zuanya said to Mammon.

"When chess players are pushed to the limit, they will use the chessboard to hit people." Daisy chuckled. "It makes sense for a bard to fight!"

Yeats ordered the Snow Leopard:

"Frost Curtain of Everything!"

The pupils of the Frost Wing Queen shrank rapidly, and the human in front of her suddenly turned into snow mist with a bang! She looked around nervously, trying to find Ye Zhi, but she only saw layers of icy mist covering her.

The next moment, more than ten snow leopards suddenly jumped out from the ice fog at the same time. The beasts on the snow mountain bit the wings and feet of the Frostwing Queen. The pain was so real that the Frostwing Queen screamed!

Boom! The violent frost element formed a tornado and crashed into the frost curtain, directly shattering the illusion! Boom! The Frost Wing Queen was exhausted and fell heavily in the snow. She gasped for breath, raised her head, and her pupils shrank, reflecting the figure walking slowly.

Ye Zhi's silver hair fluttered in the cold wind, he held a pitch-black magic spear in his hand, and his expression was calm.

His feet made a creaking sound on the soft snow, and every step he took made the Frost Wing Queen's eyes more frightened! "No, don't kill me."

The Frost Wing Queen was trembling like a sieve, and crystal tears of frost were flowing on her pitiful face.

The more intelligent the monster is, the more afraid it is of death!

With tears in her eyes, she begged for mercy:

"I know I was wrong, I was really wrong, please let me live!"

The tip of Ye Zhi's gun ignited a dark flame, and he said lightly: "I will correct it in my next life."

Clang! The Frostwing Queen let out her last wail.

The body disintegrated into butterfly-like sparks in the shadow flames and drifted away in the wind.

Yeats waved his hand.

A drop of crystal teardrops automatically flew up and fell into the palm of my hand, emitting a clear rainbow color.

Frost Tears of the Frostwing Queen! Ye Zhi nodded with satisfaction.

In this way, the Snow Leopard's promotion potion is complete!

The other side.

The remaining Frostwing Banshees in the nest were also wiped out by Hildreth and others.

They also rescued a frost giant woman who had been captured in the lair.

The female frost giant called herself "Delilah". She was beautiful. She survived the disaster and was grateful to Hildurd for saving her.

When Delilah saw the Frostwind Witch, she was stunned for a moment, with an incredible glimmer in her eyes, and she said in shock:

"You...you are...the witch?!"

"It's me." The Frostwind Witch nodded slightly. "I passed by the tribe and was heading to the dwarf country... These humans are my companions."

Delilah looked around at Yeats, Gray, and Hilde, and stammered:

"Then, should we take them back to the tribe? They are my benefactors, and I am very grateful. However, I am worried about my father and mother..."

"No need." Ye Zhi said, "We won't disturb the Frost Giant Tribe, we will go directly to the Dwarf Country."

Delilah secretly breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Yeats gratefully.

The Frost Giants and humans are mortal enemies and are very xenophobic, but the other party saved her life. After thinking it over, Delilah took out a bone dagger and gave it to Yeats.

"This is a token of our Frost Giant tribe! It contains the magic and communication skills I left behind! If you see a Frost Giant, take it out and he will let you leave!"

Delilah seems to have a high status in the tribe, which can be seen from her appearance and the jewelry she wears.

The more noble a female frost giant is, the more her appearance resembles that of beautiful races like elves... Legend has it that there is no shortage of beauties among giants. After all, this race is able to intermarry with the gods.

Ye Zhi took the dagger, cleaned up the battlefield, took away all the usable materials, and asked Snow Leopard to use "avalanche magic" to fill the Frostwing Banshee's nest to prevent it from reviving.

That night.

In a cave in the Giant Dragon Snow Mountain.

The bonfire burned warmly, and the anti-cold barrier blocked the cold current coming in from the outside.

Ye Zhi used the claws of the Frostmaw Wolf, the bones of the Frost Giant, and the tears of the Frostwing Queen, and used the Arenil Cauldron to stew a pot of broth for the snow leopard to enjoy alone.

After just one night, the snow leopard had digested the medicinal properties and successfully advanced to an emperor-level monster!

The next day.

The sun is rising.

The golden light shines on the snow-capped peaks, casting a bright golden glow.

The snow leopard felt the power surging in his body, and stood on the top of the snowy mountain, full of heroic spirit, and howled at the rising sun in the sea of ​​clouds! "Awoo!"

Emperor-level Warcraft!

Now I can compete with the Fiery Sun Fighting Lion of the Golden Lion Kingdom!

Frye, the giant wolf who is also an emperor-level monster, looked at the snow leopard with complicated eyes, feeling puzzled.

What is this food? How did he get promoted so quickly?

Ye Zhi had just woken up from his sleep when he heard the cry of a snow leopard outside the cave. He yawned lazily, "Snow leopard, shut up!"

Breakfast is bone soup cooked in a large pot called Arenil. The bubbling thick white soup exudes a rich aroma.

Gray held her chin in her hand, looked at the bone soup in the pot, and asked cautiously: "Where did this bone come from?"

"The bones of the Frostmaw Wolf." Ye Zhi sipped the soup to taste the saltiness. "Don't worry, there's nothing strange about it."

Gray breathed a sigh of relief, scooped up the soup happily, held the bowl with both hands, and sipped it happily.

"The snow leopard has successfully been promoted to an emperor-level magical beast. We have nothing else to do on this snowy peak." Hildre said calmly, "Let's take a detour, avoid the snow giant kingdom, and go directly to the dwarf kingdom."

Ye Zhi nodded and said, "The dwarf craftsman we are looking for is named Aorong. He is the descendant of the god of fire and forging. He has a strange temper. We must offer him fine wine before we can knock on his door."

"Then should we go to the Dwarf Kingdom to find some wine first? Dwarven liquor is famous throughout the continent!" Gray said.

"No need." Ye Zhi smiled slightly, "I have Arenil, I can brew my own wine!"

"As a legendary kitchen utensil, Arenil can not only be used for cooking, but also for brewing wine. It can also use the power of elements to speed up the brewing process!" Ye Zhi knows all about it.

The Frost Wind Witch listened silently and said quietly:

"Don't forget what you promised me, Ye Zhi..."

"Don't worry, I'm just treating you to spicy noodles, right?"

Ye Zhi waved his hand and said proudly: "Spicy noodles are enough for you to eat!"

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(End of this chapter)