If possible, Mag didn't want to owe Yang Dashuan such a favor.

However, the wasteland belongs to the territory of the alliance. If you are caught in such a secret way, you may not be able to make it clear even if you have two mouths. It is precisely because of the Suprati River between the alliance and the tribe that the temperature between the two banks has been completely changed. It is obvious that the tribe is still as cool as autumn, but it has been snowing for fourteen days in the league.

Even the Bay Crocodile Warriors brought from the main city are useless. [bsp;   The Bay Crocodile Warriors are one of the few water-based behemoths in the tribe. Most of them will guard the coastal areas or become royal guards of honor. Yang Dashuan looked at their Nine-ring machete, and this thing was afraid that it would be chopped on the centaur and at least half of its ribs would be broken.

However, the inability to fight in the cold area can be regarded as a suffocation of Yang Dashuan's worries.

It can be said that most of their slave troops are remnants from the abyss. Their strong limbs and burly figure are no less than the indigenous people on the mainland. But if they really encounter these crocodile warriors, they will be somewhat worse.

Soon, the troops crossed the river.

Yang Dashuan felt sorry for Alice, so he didn't let Nizi go back. Anyway, it only took a day to go from the Hedgehog's ranch to his territory, so it was just a vacation. Soon, Yang Dashuan became more and more determined for his idea.

After crossing the riverside, one or two frozen corpses can be found at almost every short distance along the way.

These corpses have this characteristic without exception: their cut-open chests, their dried internal organs, and their eyes that were cut off... Purple blood spread across the surface of the corpse, and they had frozen into ice in the extreme cold. The slaves with thick hands and feet used a little force, and the corpse was broken into several pieces, and they could not fight back no matter how hard they fought. Of course, in addition to these corpses, there were some empty skins.

A female Bemon priest who came with the army saw the tragic situation of these corpses and vomited to death.

As we get closer to the destination, more and more corpses along the way.

Almost every few steps, the Komodo giant beast will always stomp one or two frozen corpses. This situation makes Mag's face look a little ugly. How many people die means that many souls will be imprisoned in the demonized palace, which means that he will face many demonized creatures.

The heavy snow is still continuing.

The whole team walked for a whole day and stopped until they were completely invisible.

The tent was set up on the spot and everyone rested on the spot.

All the Komodo beasts formed a circle, and they used their huge bodies to block the howling cold wind. This night was not very cold. In the tent, the lights were on in groups of three or three. Yang Dashuan was about to take off his clothes and sleep, but the tent was lifted by Mag.

"Lord, we will be here at noon tomorrow!"

Mag pulled a cowhide map, which was drawn on the map of the extinct wasteland bordering the Suprati River, and the place name was crookedly annotated. The place where the circle was drawn with red strokes was the magical palace of the destination this time.

Because this time, there were no other Bemon warriors who followed him except for a few Bemon priests, so this action was entirely subject to Yang Dashuan.

"Lord, how do you think we should deal with these monsters?" Mag asked Lao Yang tentatively. "Have you thought of any tactics?"

Tactics?

Yang Dashuan rolled his eyelids and asked back, "What tactics do you want?"

This sentence almost made Mag vomit blood.

"That's right. Along the way, we saw a lot of corpses. These were made by demonized creatures. They hunted living creatures in this way, and then restrained their souls and returned to their nests. So there will be many demonized creatures we are about to face." Mag explained. "Have you seen these demonized creatures?"

"I have seen it, I have fucked a few spider-turned elves to death." Yang Dashuan said indifferently.

Mag blinked his eyes, just pretending that this guy is farting.

"So any good way to deal with these demonized creatures?" Mag thought for a while and then asked.

"Win the big blade upwards, and the mace is stuck on the face. Can they still grow two heads like ogres?" Yang Dashuan patted his chest and smiled. To be honest, he didn't take these demonized creatures seriously at all.

Mag raised his eyebrows. He thought it would be nonsense to find this guy to discuss tomorrow's tactics.

Just as I was about to say goodbye, a heart-wrenching roar suddenly came from outside the tent.

"Demonized creature?"

Yang Dashuan suddenly jumped up from the chair, and didn't even have time to wear clothes, so he got out of the tent with his shirtlessness.

The lights were not turned off, and you could see clearly in the circle surrounded by Komodo giant beasts. The female priest Bemon, who had fainted from vomiting, had collapsed on the ground. She was surrounded by dazzling blood, which had frozen as soon as it flowed down from her body. Her tightly wrapped felt was torn apart, and her head was weakly tilted. On her body, there was a gray ant that seemed to be enlarged, and the tentacles like bone whips were dancing constantly in front of her oval head.

"hiss!"

The monster's twisting tentacles suddenly stopped.

Before everyone could react, its sharp jaw, which was like a guillotine like a giant Komodo beast, suddenly opened, and a harsh roar came out of its mouth.

The roar seemed to have magical fluctuations. The snowflakes falling in the sky were bounced away by an invisible force and flew towards different trajectories in all directions. Several Komodo giant beasts lying on the ground were still sleeping soundly. This was the unique frequency of the magical creatures, which was very targeted for the intelligent creatures on the mainland.

After hearing this cry, several priests who followed Blatt out of the tent did not stand steadily on the spot, and staggered and fell directly into the snow pile without any awareness.

Mag felt weak all over after running two steps and could not stand up. He suddenly collapsed with his legs and sat on the snow.

The slaves were not affected much. Thad led a few ogres with thick waists and wide arms around them from all sides, and suddenly blocked the demonized creature's back path. Yang Dashuan came out early, was closer to this thing, and was the first to be affected by the sound wave impact. However, because of Mana in his body, he was better, unlike those Bemons who lost their combat power on the spot. He just felt a little tight and nauseous and wanted to vomit...

Hearing THAAD's shouts, Yang Dashuan immediately came to his senses, and then he realized that the demonized creature was surrounded.

However, this demonized creature did not seem to have the wisdom of being as high as a spider-formed elves. Faced with so many enemies surrounding it, the crypt ants not only did not choose to escape, but instead stopped to prepare to force the ogres.

"Kill him!"
Chapter completed!