hunter rule

Chapter 1161 The man who cut the ice (3)

Empty dream.

Zhao Guangli walked out of the snowstorm calmly.

"My brother is extremely graceful even when he runs away."

Heinrich looked at Zhao Guangli and said seriously.

Zhao Guangli coughed: "This kind of flattery is very unnecessary, little Heinrich."

【Ice Queen】Ekaterina.

He can be regarded as a super strong person who is quite famous even in later generations.

He can almost be regarded as a type of extraordinary person like an ascetic monk. He has no desire for power and prestige. The only thing he pursues is extreme power.

Among the energy mages in the human world, he is almost at the top.

Zhao Guangli raised his head slightly.

In the brief exchange just now, he experienced a terrifying energy aggregation that was almost integrated with the entire nature.

"The strongest energy mage... The word [strongest] is a joke, but it also shows that he is truly powerful."

The Immortal Ice Coffin is indeed a thing, but it is not certain that it really has such an effect. Zhao Guangli is not prepared to have a head-on conflict with Ekaterina.

There is someone else who wants to conflict with the Ice Queen.

now.

Zhao Guangli touched Heinrich's head with his left hand.

Hold out a finger on your right hand.

The fragments of the dream surged like a kite that had lost its traction rope.

The huge spiritual vision advanced towards the sky.

For the dreamwalker, he can exist as long as someone dreams.

After breaking away from the interior filled with ice death energy, Zhao Guangli searched for the location of [The Blame Man].

now.

Zhao Guangli's eyes slowly opened.

In the field of vision, there is a metal bed board.

It exudes some special paint smell.

The corners of the man's mouth raised slightly.

The Northland is sparsely populated, so it doesn't take much time to search.

Zhao Guangli was lying on the bed, to be precise, in the cabin of the ship.

The sound of water being broken could be vaguely heard outside.

The location is.

Where the depths of the ice sheet meet the outside.

On an icebreaker.

As a resting sailor.

"Bass, wake up. It's so early and it's not your turn to be on duty yet."

The person next to me made a sound.

Zhao Guangli heard it and just responded casually, then tapped lightly.

The man's pupils on one side became dilated and unfocused.

"It's very easy."

Zhao Guangli gently broke his fingers.

From the sailor's memory, Zhao Guangli easily found the information about the current team.

It is also the so-called [ice-cutting mass] that Yevgeny and others have always been afraid of.

To be precise, the ice-cutting group is not a fleet.

But a small team.

A special operations team fully funded by the emperor's large nobles.

The biggest feature is...there are false gods per capita.

In the past days, the mysterious members of the Ice Cutting Group have carried out countless brutal and horrific assassination missions, and each one of them is a terrifying and extraordinary being that makes people tremble.

The ordinary sailors and soldiers under Zhao Guangli's parasitic control are nothing more than private soldiers of nobles temporarily transferred here.

Despite this, the standards of these private soldiers are also extremely high.

All official level.

At least extraordinary beings of this level will not really die as easily as ants in the depths of the North.

Zhao Guangli walked out of the cabin calmly.

On the huge deck, soldiers with loaded guns were patrolling.

Even when the wind and snow fell, the soldiers remained meticulous.

Well, it's very good and very energetic.

Zhao Guangli nodded.

In an instant, a cold gaze fell on him.

Zhao Guangli looked back.

A woman in white clothes and a strange headdress is looking at herself.

"If nothing happens, just go back to the cabin and rest."

There is a smile on the woman's face, but she gives people a chilling feeling.

It seems like it's just a casual glance, with no more in-depth content.

"Yes, first mate."

Zhao Guangli bowed slightly.

First mate of the icebreaker group.

Bai Mingyue.

The whole person gives people a sense of disharmony and distortion, especially the intersection of the neck and face.

This is the person that Atulan remembers.

The pseudo-god-level transcendent has almost reached the end of transcendence.

"A very familiar genetic aura..."

Zhao Guangli looked at Bai Mingyue.

"He is the descendant of Xiao Bai Shu."

“This will probably help you understand where the sense of dissonance comes from.”

What Bai Zhu is best at is surgery and biochemical technology, and the same goes for his descendants. The Bai Mingyue in front of him still carries the power of the original sin [Gluttony], and he can be regarded as a false god with quite mixed attributes.

Bai Mingyue took a deep look at the soldier in front of her.

I always feel that there is a strange feeling.

But everything is ordinary.

Zhao Guangli turned around and walked towards the cabin.

Bai Mingyue looked at his back silently.

The next second.

On the deck, a soldier on duty opened his eyes.

It's like waking up from a big dream.

In his field of vision, sitting at the very front of the boat, was a man with three inhuman-looking eyes.

Simply weird and terrifying.

"Ice cutting group, combatant, [item]."

"The aura is very ordinary, but there is information about this guy on Yevgeny's profile."

Zhao Guangli raised his head slightly: "It is said to be the [Dragon] among the twelve former [Night Watchmen]."

Zhao Guangli didn't complain about Xiang's appearance. Anyway, he didn't look like a human being. However, as a former member of the Twelve Branches, Xiang's status could be regarded as a high-level human being, but he actually turned around and turned to Jibing, which was completely dominated by aristocrats.

group.

Xiang slowly turned his head, as if he noticed something, and twisted his whole neck 180 degrees, looking in the direction of Zhao Guangli.

There was just an ordinary soldier, nothing unusual about him.

The soldier just felt that he had had a strange dream just now.

…

Tip toe.

This is Zhao Guangli's definition of himself.

The dream voyeur had now arrived in the captain's office.

"This person...is the deputy leader of this team, [Zheng Qu]?"

Zhao Guangli was parasitic on the bodyguard next to him, observing the two men in front of him.

"And [helmsman] Fedorov."

People named Zheng.

We are old acquaintances.

A little peek into the power of bloodline inheritance.

When Zhao Guangli saw Zheng Qu, he felt like meeting an old friend in a foreign land.

This is the ancestor of Lao Zheng's family.

The ancestor of the Zheng family in the future, you must know that Zheng Yuan is still wandering in his deep dream.

"We are about to enter the territory of the Ice Queen Ekaterina. Doesn't the leader mean to come out yet?"

Now Zheng Qu's voice is a little urgent, a little unspeakably irritable.

"If he doesn't come again, we can wait to become the Ice Queen's ice sculpture collection."

As the actual leader of the entire team, Zheng Qu didn't look happy.

Zhao Guangli did a little snooping.

Today's Zheng clan has almost no reputation in the human world, and the strongest among them is Zheng Qu.

It seems that Zheng Qu wants to use this mission to completely enhance his status in the Emperor's Capital, or to be precise, his family's status in the Emperor's Capital.

As for the other one.

Fedorov.

A former brigadier general of the military, he later defected from the military and joined the ice-cutting regiment.

Zhao Guangli finally noticed that all the officers on this ship had special skills.

(End of chapter)