Chapter 250 Iceberg Sea of Flowers
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Mountains of sighs, pine forests.
In the early morning, the black stork chirped on the branches, making a sound similar to croaking, showing the quietness and openness of the mountains. A few pine trees in the distance drilled out of their nests and stuck their heads in the grass. Then they needed to find the acorns and pine nuts that had fallen on the ground, and swiped the yellow leaves that fell on the ground, making a rustling sound.
Several sparrow hawks flew high in the sky, swept across the sky occasionally, and then swooped down, pulling a long arc in the air, chasing their prey.
A scaly pine nut fell from a high branch, landed on the soft gray-white tent, bounced lightly, and then rolled onto the black earth next to it.
In a small tent, due to the thick outer lining, the shading is excellent, and the interior can only reveal a ray of light from the staggered gaps of the door curtains. The silver-haired girl was lying on the gray rabbit fleece blanket, covered with a thin quilt, turned sideways, her hair was scattered on the white quilt, and a small amount was pressed under her shoulders.
As the sun gradually rose outside, the golden-red sun shone on the tent through the woods, bringing a little bit of warmth. Lorraine Hill opened his sullen eyes, stretched out, and slowly sat up.
Looking at her hands on the quilt, the girl's eyes opened and closed, her head slowly lowered, and then she raised her head again. After a while, she slowly woke up.
With the sparse voice, after changing into a white witch dress, she stuck her head out of the tent, picked up the boots outside the tent, and wanted to put them in, but soon found some dew on them , then retracted her little feet in white socks.
Shaking his head a little distressed, Roland Hill sighed in his heart that he was still inexperienced, then put the boots back into the storage ring, then took out a pair of clean short boots and put them on his feet, and slowly put them on.
The morning air in the forest is extraordinarily fresh, and the birds on the trees are also chirping cheerfully, flying up from time to time, changing places, and continuing to sing.
Roland Hill put away his tent, lit the extinguished small bonfire again, took out a glass bottle, filled with amber maple syrup, added a few red grapefruit petals, and warmed it by the fire. Then take the bread with a fork and bake it by the fire.
Watching the warm red flames burn, and the slices of bread gradually turning brown, after thinking for a while, she picked up the vial and sprinkled a little bit of salt on the bread before taking a small bite. While eating, occasionally drink some warm maple syrup to prevent choking, and add water by the way. Maple syrup is not as greasy as honey and tastes more refreshing.
After eating, extinguishing the flame, and cleaning up a little, she continued to set off.
The wind rushes past my ears, bringing up my long hair. The sun in late autumn is not hot, and the temperature is just right. I can feel the wind blowing across my body and feel the coolness.
Looking at the green and winding forest and mountains below her, the girl keenly perceives that there are many extraordinary monsters hidden in it, including the natural sequence 3. Rain dart poison frog, which is almost the same color as the leaves, and also in the forest. The original sequence 2 of the walk is the black-eyed fur-crowned deer. This deer has extremely small horns and is almost invisible, but as an extraordinary creature, its black-brown fur is highly poisonous, which is used to prevent predation by other high-level beasts.
Passing through the mountains and mountains, Roland Hill occasionally sensed a large demon beast running in the distance, which was a Dragon Sequence 5 Red-scale Tyrant Dragon. Although it has no wings, it is also a small overlord in the mountains with its strong hind legs and huge jaws.
The pure white clothes fluttered, facing the breeze of the sky, the girl finally approached her destination.
A field stretches along the upward slope. Under the empty sky, there is a sea of ice-blue flowers. Between the green leaves is a sea of white and bluish flowers. The stamens are slender and light blue. As it approached an extremely cold breath, there were no other plants in this field except for this icy blue flower, and it was estimated that it could not tolerate such a cold environment.
Roland Hill blinked slightly, and the information of this flower appeared on his retina, most of which were sequence 3, and a small amount was sequence 4.
【Cold flower】
Variety: Blue Calendula (special advanced variant)
Status: In full bloom (damaged)
Sequence: Natural Sequence 4 Frozen Moon Gladiolus
talent:
[Frozen Moon Binghua] (perfect): It can absorb sunlight, moonlight, and mana, and slowly condense into a special Binghua magic.
ability:
【Ice cups in full bloom】 (rare): Infect the surrounding environment and reduce the temperature, but it will not freeze and freeze. When a large number of ice cups gather together, it will form the absolute domain of life.
[Frozen Moon Fruit] (perfect): Produces small fruits containing ice magic, smaller than a grain of rice, which can improve the stability of the extraordinary core and make it more powerful to manipulate magic. It also has calm, low temperature, and improve physical fitness.
Looking at the sea of icy blue flowers in front of him, swaying slightly in the wind, Roland Hill slowly fell from the air.
Strange, why did the system talk about the damaged state? The silver-haired girl was walking among the flowers, feeling the extremely cold freezing around her. Her hair stood up a little. The zone is estimated to be -80°C.
Shaking his trembling body, Roland Hill slowly squatted down and observed these little flowers, and sure enough, he found something different.
Between the flowers are the ear grains that bear fruit, only a small amount of fruit remains, and the stamen part is also a little incomplete, and the pollen is also very small.
While the girl was thinking about the reason,
The sun has gradually risen to the middle of the sky, and the warmest part of the day is slowly coming.
There was a humming sound in the distance, very low, like a dive bomber. Roland Hill looked up and saw that it was a dark blue bee flying.
These bees fluttered their wings rapidly, tens of thousands in number, covering the entire sky of the sea of flowers for a short time. Under the transparent wings, the dark blue body reflected the sunlight, showing a luster like metal, and the tail had a A stinger with a hook, the stinger has a small arc, and the color gradually deepens from blue to black, which looks very dangerous.
After they flew close, they seemed to have discovered the uninvited guest of Roland Hill, and immediately swept in, the flying dark blue wave was like a mourning grimace.
【Ice Flame Bee】
Race: Bee subspecies
Status: Healthy (Hungry)
Sequence: War Sequence 3: Ice Flame Bee (Evaluation: Excellent Bronze rank for a single individual, after a large number of swarms, the evaluation increases to the Rare Pearl rank.)
talent:
【Making Honey】(Rare): It is more proficient in brewing honey than ordinary bees, and can purify the pollen of extraordinary crops, making it even more effective and characteristic.
[Cold Flame Poison] (rare): The extraordinary toxin unique to this creature. After being poisoned, the body feels extremely hot and eager to cool down, but the body is extremely cold, and then the body will gradually lose consciousness.
ability:
[Ice Flame] (Excellent): The blue and condensed flame can burn through steel.
[Ice Flame Resonance] (rare): After a large number of gatherings, the inscription on the back can resonate and link with extraordinary magic power, which greatly increases the overall strength, but limited by the individual, the overall strength limit is the rare pearl level.
Skill: [Cold Flame Stinger] (rare): Use your own poisonous stinger to attack, the hit creature will spontaneously disperse the pores to seek heat dissipation, and finally paralyze the consciousness and freeze to death.
[Ice Wind Dance] (Perfect): When more than 6,000 individuals resonate, this skill can be maximized, greatly improve flight speed, anti-strike power, flame power, etc., and can share damage with each other, making it easier for individuals to survive.
Looking at the dark blue bees attacking from the sky, Roland Hill immediately lifted into the air to prevent himself from being completely surrounded.
The sloping flight path first dived on the ground to escape the swarms of these bees, and then turned sharply, soared up, and rushed into the sky to avoid these bees.
After a while, the girl breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that those guys didn't continue chasing after him. This is the first time she has escaped since she was reborn, but it doesn't mean that she can't beat them completely, but the densely packed bugs seem to be too infiltrating, giving her a lot of psychological pressure. Besides, fighting there will kill those ice cups Broken flower.
Roland Hill comforted himself in his heart, and then slowly recalled the origin of these bees.
The Iceflame Bee is a species cultivated during the heyday of the Crazy Fang Empire. It is not only used to brew special honey and mead, but also a powerful tool of war. It's a pity that because it requires a lot of special extraordinary flowers for its growth and advancement, it has always been small in scale. Later, the empire collapsed and no one has seen its traces. Many people think that this extraordinary species is extinct.
Unexpectedly, there are such a large number of existences in the depths of the Sigh Mountains, which is really rare.
There are almost no books describing this from the outside world. This is the past that Roland Hill only learned from watching the ancient records left by those shamans some time ago. The honey brewed by these bees is an important material for the orc shaman to refine the potion.
Thinking about its origin, Lorraine Hill landed on a tall branch and looked into the distance, the sea of icy blue flowers in the sun.
Those flowers are very much like the favorites of ice elves.
The ice garden of the past, the country of ice spirits with transparent glass. Are these seas of flowers the relics they left behind, but for what? It is also very far away from the ruins of the homeland of the ice elves.
The silver-haired girl raised her fingers, closed her eyes slightly, listened carefully to the wind around her, and sensed this ancient and quiet area.