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After waiting for Bresini to fly back and confirm that the mercenaries had indeed left, Herot slowly returned to the campfire.

The businessman diligently brought a plate of hot ham and slices of bread: "Master Mage, have the Ice Road Mercenary Group left?"

Herot sat down by the campfire, took the plate, and ate it with his hands. He then took the kettle from the merchant and took a big sip.

"Those mercenaries have left! How many more days will it take to reach the iceberg and snow peaks?"

The businessman sat down next to Hailot and stretched out his hand to light the fire: "If there are no accidents on the way, it will take about fifteen to twenty days."

"Can the time be shortened?"

The businessman said in embarrassment: "Master Mage, we also want to get to the iceberg and snow peaks quickly. If the heavy snow blocks all the roads, we will be trapped and die in the wilderness. But horses cannot travel for a long time, and it is difficult to pull a cart in the snow. They are very physically demanding.”

I don’t know how powerful a mage who can summon such a powerful fire giant is.

Bonebreaker?

"Yes. Cold is the training of fire. I want to complete the sublimation of my flame core by hunting the cold demon."

Including the merchant, there were nine people, fifteen sleighs, and ten horses.

The lineage discussion group hosted by Starry Sky had a major breakthrough.

Usman did not expect that Helot would open such a sensitive topic.

I can sponsor this adventure for you. "

Horses are long-maned horses that are a specialty of Northern Xinjiang. They are cold-resistant and adaptable to the extreme climate of Northern Xinjiang. They are powerful and have good endurance. They are the main livestock for farming and transportation in Northern Xinjiang.

Herot was awakened from meditation, and he said to the businessman riding a sleigh with him: "What is it?"

A very strange mage calling himself.

Helot did not respond directly to Usman, after all, he was not short of money.

Consideration should be given to giving up some goods.

Helot didn't intend to let Usman go just like that: "The linear flow rate stroke tube is not a small metal toy. This thing uses a lot of magic metal and is an accessory needed for high-end machine tools."

"Master orders: Kill all pursuers!"

"Master orders: Kill all pursuers!"

"I have learned a little bit." Helot did not continue to reveal his knowledge of mechanics and asked instead: "Isn't your customer afraid that Duke Erwin will find out about his purchase of mechanical products?

I think people who will buy high-end machine tools should have certain financial resources and power in the iceberg and snow peaks. "

On the snow in northern Xinjiang, caravan sleds formed a long line.

But seeing the fire giant in front of him, the name Bone Crusher Mage is indeed very vivid.

About two hours later, a group of riders approached despite the wind and snow.

Helot also introduced himself: "My name is... I can't tell you my name, but you can call me Bonebreaker."

Usman has been impressed by Helot's strength. Being able to maintain the existence of a fire giant throughout the day is enough to prove the terrifying magic energy reserves possessed by its summoner.

Usman's smile became even more embarrassing: "I, I don't know what the stroke tube you are talking about is. I will buy whatever the customer asks me to buy. Bone Crusher, you seem to have a lot of research on mechanics?"

The merchant answered hastily, fearing to offend the mysterious mage who suddenly appeared.

Eselia used the existing tungsten needle runes to derive a large framework for the sealing formation. Now, all the immortal mages in the entire Immortal Association who have studied sealing formations have been brought into the discussion group by her to fill in the large framework of this formation.

The old mercenary used his sleeves to sweep away the snow on the box, then wielded his heavy sword and chopped the wooden box, and white particles spilled out. The old mercenary grabbed some pellets with his hands and put them in his mouth, and said happily: "It's candy!"

When other mercenaries heard that there was candy, they all ran over to grab the candy and eat it, enjoying the sweetness in their mouths.

While Helot was eating, he also observed the caravan.

The galloping horses' hooves splashed with snowflakes.

One long-maned horse can pull two sleds. Considering the weight of the cargo, these ten long-maned horses should be the ideal ratio. After all, for businessmen, redundant transport capacity means increased costs and reduced profits.

The businessman was left with a grimace on his face.

So Helot changed the topic: "I saw that you would rather throw away the candy than those mechanical parts. It seems that those things are very important to you."

The mercenaries shouted loudly and stuffed two more handfuls of candies into their mouths.

Usman made a bold guess about the strength of the young mage beside him.

There was an iron chain tied around the flint giant's waist, and there were a string of sleds behind it, seven in total. The other sleighs were all pulled by at least one horse, and all the people in the caravan were sitting on the sleds, wrapping themselves tightly.

"Bonebreaker Mage...you said you want to go to the polar regions for adventure?"

A mercenary said: "Captain, should we pursue him?"

The flint giant dragged seven sleds at the front of the team. The snow kept falling on it, melted, and turned into white steam rising.

The crawling ice figurines followed the traces left by the mercenaries on the snow and chased them all the way.

Usman's smile was stiff and his expression turned very ugly.

The next day, as soon as there was a glimmer of light in the eastern sky, Helot and the caravan were ready to set off.

After experiencing several soul exchanges with the stars, Helot's mental exhaustion was so serious that he could not insist on walking at the front of the team, so he had to go back to a sled to rest.

"Mage! Master Mage!"

Based on Melissa's case and the medicines she was using, Harry Karan prepared a warming potion that can greatly improve resistance to severe cold. If used with vampire tears, it can stabilize Melissa's condition.

The merchant looked at the sled loaded with goods, thinking about what to throw here, but no matter what he gave up, his heart was aching.

In short, Melissa must be found as soon as possible.

"Of course, it can increase speed."

Helot pointed to the flint giant outside the camp: "Can it increase speed if we use it to pull a few sleds?"

There were a few boxes left in the camp last night, which were soon covered by heavy snow, and the campfire was slowly extinguished in the snow.

But what can we do?

"Master's order: Kill all trackers!"

The old mercenary looked to the north, and could not see anything in the vast whiteness. Then he said: "That mage is indeed alone! Lone wolves always can't help but sleep, so we follow them. As long as there is a chance... those spices and salts that are more valuable than sugar are ours!"

Usman decided to invest in this promising fire magician. He believed that as long as the bone-crushing mage could come back alive from the polar regions, he would definitely be able to bring him a return several times more than the investment.

Level 2 Supernatural!

After traveling with Helot for a day, the merchant was no longer as reserved as he was at the beginning: "My name is Shakas Usman, you can call me Usman. I run a spice shop on the Iceberg Snow Peak. If you don't have friends on the Iceberg Snow Peak, you can stay with me."

Leaving the protection of this mage is a dead end. Only by going to the Iceberg Snow Peak can there be hope of survival.

...

They are the Ice Road Mercenaries that left last night, and they tracked up at the exact time of the caravan's departure. Half of the mercenaries dispersed to search for traces left by the caravan, while the other half entered the camp to search.

After confirming the direction from the merchant, Helot rode in front of the caravan.

"Bonebreaker, please don't delve into who bought these things. It's not good for you, but it will hurt me. I won't disturb your rest. I'll change a sled."

Just after the mercenaries disappeared in the snow on horseback, several bulges rose in the snow outside the camp. The bulges cracked, and a group of crawling ice figurines crawled out from underneath.

It takes seven days to reach the iceberg snow peak, and you have to walk more than twice the normal distance every day. This is the northern border, and you will die if you rush so hard.

After saying that, the old mercenary grabbed a handful of candy and poured it into his mouth.

He smiled awkwardly and covered up and said, "There are many people on the iceberg snow peak who are very interested in things outside, so they entrusted me to buy some small metal toys."

Even if this big guy is sitting on the ground, his figure is much taller than an adult. The flames converged, and the stones that made up the body emitted a red light, emitting a strong sense of oppression.

But to truly heal, blood sampling is necessary, and a lot of it is needed.

When the mercenaries who were tracking came back, the old mercenary ordered all the boxes to be buried, and then took the mercenary group to follow the traces left by the caravan.

After saying that, Helot fell to the ground and fell asleep, and the blanket on his body automatically spread out and covered him.

"Very good! I hope to reach the iceberg snow peak within seven days." Helot finished the last food on the plate, drank another sip of water, and said: "There are magic traps I set around the camp, and the fire giant will kill everything that approaches. Don't let your people run around, go to bed quickly, and set off early tomorrow morning."

"What a touching and inspirational story, I think you will definitely become a new legend in the polar regions." Merchant Usman praised Helot: "But if you want to go deep into the polar regions, you still need a set of adventure equipment and a polar guide.

If you can If he could make friends with this powerful wizard, the few boxes of sugar he lost would be a trivial loss.

The sporadic snow fell again, and the north wind was still fierce.

The boxes covered with snow were soon discovered.

The merchant looked at the flint giant, and his eyes showed fear.

Usman did not dare to continue chatting with Helot. He jumped off the sled and rolled on the snow, then climbed up and jumped onto the sled behind.

Helot, who was not disturbed, smiled and lay on the goods behind him. He wrapped himself tightly in the blanket and closed his eyes to receive the information from the starry sky.