Sauron moved forward in the cold wind.

Although he must have had some secrets in the Phantom Circus, he did not have much interest in getting involved. He often found the troubles himself, and he had to learn to restrain his excessive curiosity. Others in the Phantom Circus were easy to say. The only thing that made Sauron unable to see through was the elf girl and the woman who had never appeared in the carriage. The thin ice on the edge of the carriage made Sauron remember deeply, and the one inside seemed to have uncontrollable power.

Among all the casting professions, wizards are the best ones for manipulating spell power.

Then there are the priests and druids. Although their power comes from gods and faith, they are also easy to control. The most uncontrollable power is the talent abilities possessed by warlocks, which is also the reason why Golia is worried that Vivian will cause great damage. The kingdom of Arendel, where they are going to, the princess who is about to ascend the throne, is also a dangerous warlock. The stronger the warlock, the more dangerous it is, the more it is. It will take a long time for them to learn to control their own power.

The one inside is definitely not a wizard.

Then the possibility of being a warlock is more than 50%, and she is also a warlock who is powerful and cannot completely control her own strength.

In comparison!

Vivian is much better at controlling her power, and she has almost no time of energy rush that other warlocks must go through.

The warlock's tendency to be introverted is caused by early energy rush. Sometimes they may even hurt people close to them due to uncontrollable forces.

Snowflakes are falling from the sky.

The snow was not very heavy, but Soren's body was still covered with a layer. He shook his cloak and shook the snow on the ground. It was almost afternoon when he passed through a coniferous forest covered by heavy snow. The road ahead gradually became much spacious, which meant that he was almost approaching the area where humans were active. There were not many goblins and dog-headed people in the ice and snow country, and the climate was too cold. But there were bear goblins with thick fur, a creature that was more dangerous than zombies.

That kind of creature is called a goblin, but its size varies greatly. Maybe it is because it really has some blood branches.

Subspecies are things that are prone to bloodline mutations!

After walking about ten kilometers, Sauron vaguely heard the sound of music, which seemed to be a sad tune. He frowned and listened, and then moved towards the direction where the music came. It was very uncomfortable to camp in the wild in the Ice and Snow Country, because the climate was too cold, and sometimes his body was frozen when he fell asleep. The temperature here was below 0 degrees all year round. Sauron was preparing to find a human town to rest and recover, and to replenish the number of spells he had mastered.

A group of people appeared in front of him.

Basically, they all wear fur coats, which is the most important property of human families in the ice and snow country. Their hair is more vigorous, their faces are a bit like those of Nordic people, and they are not as rich as those in the southern region. In this world, people with black pupils and black hair are very common (there are also among elves). Some gods are incarnated like this, but the race in the north of the continental shelf tends to be characterized by the European race. If they are located near the desert, the race characteristics are more obvious. Experienced people can use this to judge where the other party comes from.

Sauron has obvious southern racial characteristics. His hair is black in flax and his pupils are close to black-brown. Part of it is human blood, and the other part is characterized by the elf blood. So when the group saw Sauron, they recognized at first sight that he was not an indigenous person from the Ice Kingdom, but an adventurer from outside.

An old northerner came out. He looked at Sauron and slowly said, "Foreigners. Where are you going? There are no more people here to welcome outsiders here recently."

Sauron leaned over slightly. He glanced at the bodies surrounding the crowd. They were holding a funeral and replied: "I am a traveling adventurer. I want to stay in the nearby town for a while."

He glanced at the center. There were three corpses on the ground, all of which were the corpses of adult men. This made him frown slightly and said slowly: "May their souls be rested. I want to ask what happened? Why don't you welcome outsiders?"

Something must have happened.

Three adult men will not die suddenly. Judging from the scale of their funerals, the dead still have some status.

The old elder hesitated for a moment, then looked at the others, and slowly said: "Recently, a group of evil fallen people entered the Kingdom of Ice and Snow. Among them were terrible witches who used magic to confuse many people, and many of them were killed. Our town was also threatened. The sheriff closed the town and no outsiders were allowed to approach it now."

"Maybe you can try somewhere else!"

Soren frowned and took a step forward. Obviously a strong man stood up and pressed his hand on his weapon. The elderly elder waved his hand to stop them. His rich experience told him that the adventurers who walked alone were not simple and there was no need to irritate the other party directly. That's why he refused politely, otherwise he could just let someone expel him directly. There were continuous deaths in the town, and outsiders had been refused to step into their place.

Sauron seemed to have seen something and turned his head and said, "Can you let me see these corpses? Maybe I can help."

The old elder hesitated for a moment, then nodded gently.

There was obviously anyone else who wanted to say something, and seemed to disagree with this act of blaspheming the dead, because the funeral had begun, but it was stopped by the elderly.

"Get a minute."

Soren pushed away the crowd in front of him and saw a woman with red eyes. She stood beside her two children, losing the pillars of the family. Her life in the future would be very hard. Without a generous family property, she could only remarry, otherwise it would be difficult for a woman to support her two children. Soren noticed that there were scars on the neck of the corpse. He opened the eyes of the deceased and looked, then stretched out his finger and pressed the frontal bone of the corpse.

The three bodies are all a little similar, all of which are adult and strong men.

Their expressions were a bit strange and distorted, as if they were very painful before death, but there was a strange smile in the pain, and there was a Jindler on their lips. This is a tradition close to the northern region. In their legend, there is a god of death who likes wealth very much. The coins placed on their lips are the travel expenses dedicated to them.

The rich are put on Jindler, the civilians are put on Yindler. If the poor are put on Copper Deller.

This time it is obviously not something that great divine power can do, because this time no one in the gods is spared!

The ancient god of death who gave up most of his divine power was said to have been knocked down.

……………………

Sauron lifted the clothes on the body, and this action made others glar and even wanted to take action, because he then took off the clothes of the deceased.

Sharp!

Sauron pulled out his scimitar and pointed it at the people who wanted to do it, causing them to step back involuntarily. He frowned and looked at the scars on the body, which were covered with ferocious and shocking wounds.

Sauron's face was extremely gloomy, and he used his fingers to separate the broken flesh and murmured: "Snake's head whip!?"
Chapter completed!