The Record of Unusual Creatures

The northernmost land under the long night is deep in the darkness, and the ice bastion of the demon hunter sticks to the bright ice on the dark ice, like the long night lighthouse. For thousands of years, no matter the aliens How much hatred, no matter whether these hunters are really "noble", at least one must be certain, that is, these vigils actually protect human civilization and ensure that fragile humans have passed through history. The darkest age. ≮≦∈≧网.┯╈.╇╳o╈m

Even if you don't consider this historical significance, just think about the consequences of those crazy elders who rushed out of Colpers, Hao Ren can not allow this ice fortress to fall.

Under the leadership of several masters of the Demon Hunter, Hao Ren and his entourage walked through the depths of the Ice Fortress. Under their feet is the ice of the millennium. The top of the head is the clearest sky of the planet. From time to time, the wind can be heard, and the heavily armed black hunters quietly stand guard at every post. A wonderful feeling came to my heart. Hao Ren felt that he was standing on a watch tower. The tower was nailed to the North Pole, nailed with a thick ice cover, nailed through thousands of years of history, nailed through this All races and cultures of the planet. The mythical era was terminated by it, and the magical civilization was also terminated by it. The human civilization grew up under its watch, and the hunters in countless dark nights stood in this place and watched the whole world quietly...

However, ordinary people know nothing about it. ≡.┯╊.┯╳

Lily is still very spirited in the cold wind, or she is more spiritual than anyone after coming to the North Pole. The husky girl is eagerly running around Hao Ren, enjoying the feeling of the cold wind and lamenting. "I am really kind and sincere... I feel like I am at home. But then, this place is bad enough for ordinary people."

"It’s the same for the demon hunters," White Fire seemed to smile. "I never felt that my hometown was very comfortable. It was dry and cold here. Except for ice or ice, I couldn’t see anything else every day. Color, only fish and seals can be eaten, other foods cost a lot of power to transfer from inside 6. The life on the ice sheet is very boring. Training, patrolling, day after day, so my biggest dream at a very young age is Become a safari. Although this class is very low, even young hunters can have the opportunity to travel around the world, but it is a pity that I have detected the blood of my ancestors, so I trained for more than 20 years than the average hunter. ... I am very envious of young hunters born outside the Arctic."

"You were born here?" Lily looked at the fire with a little surprise. "I thought you were going to be sent to the headquarters after receiving elite education. It’s good to play in the movie. Your parents are also In this castle?"

"They have been dead for many years. ≠ ≤ ≧ ≡ ≡. ╋╬. ╊" White fire said faintly, "When I was very young."

The atmosphere is a bit embarrassing, because everyone thinks of the war between the demon hunter and the aliens who are endlessly endless. Hao Ren is not naturally screaming: "Yes... when you are fighting with a different kind." ”

"Ah no," the white fire saw that everyone was a little misunderstood and hurriedly waved. "My mom is sick, my dad is a potion, and I am going to find a volcano duel..."

When the voice of her voice fell, the scene was quiet, and the atmosphere was colder than the big ice sheet outside. Rao was the incredible reflection arc of Lily. The normal person must look at the white fire. This setting must be considered that she is the kind of girl who suffers from the fate and hatred. The parents are both dead and the family is dead in the hands of the demon. But who can think of her as a drug, she is dying... How can you not play cards according to common sense?

There was no feeling of different atmosphere in the white fire. One person continued to say: "It’s all very early, I don’t have a deep impression on them... I’ve been the tutor who brought me big. Why don’t you talk? ?"

Vivienne opened his mouth: "...nothing, feeling your life...somewhat different from the imagination. ≡ ≈⊥∥. I thought you were going to shake a bunch of family grievances, my impression of the demon It’s all this style.”

"Do you want to kill the demon in your mind?" White fire shrugged. "We also have our own life, friends and family, have seven passions, have a hobby, and 'hunting' is not ours. My tutor likes chess. I like to watch comics. Do you think this is incredible?"

Vivian said a faint sentence: "There are many hunters who have thought about it, and the slayers that you hunted are actually similar."

The topic was a bit stiff at first, but before the atmosphere got worse. The master of Kusuzov, who led the way for the crowd, suddenly coughed twice: "Now the overall situation is heavy, and this inconsequential private conversation is still a little backward."

According to Vivienne's usual habits, let a "senior" teach her a certain sentence, but this time she just waved her hand and nodded softly: "No malice."

The white fire hangs down: "Me too."

Hao Ren’s heart, who was watching this all, had some subtle emotions. ≮ ≤ net v. ╬╊. ╃┭o┯m hunting demon and alien, there is no essential difference. Even the aliens from Halleta are still distant relatives of the demon hunters. However, the 10,000-year dispute has completely separated the connection between them, and even the contradiction between them is deeper than the aliens. I don't know when, the demon hunter no longer treats the heterogeneous as a spiritual creature with the same feelings, but violently matches the "prey". The aliens also don't care whether the demon hunter has seven passions, but only Extremely regarded as a disaster plague. This absurd contradiction and fragmentation will eventually produce even more ridiculous results. That is, when a demon hunter talks about his family life, a different kind of alien will feel incredible.

Even if they know from common sense that this is normal, they cannot emotionally believe that the other person and himself are equally flesh and blood.

This absurd splitting situation... When will it really end?

His thoughts were suddenly interrupted by the voice of Master Kesuzov: "The front is the tower of the stars. The gate is closed, and the opposite is not optimistic."

Hao Ren immediately woke up from his meditation and looked forward with great curiosity. Just now, he was wondering where the stars and towers were in the end because there was no obvious towering tower in the middle of the ice fortress, but according to the white fire, the tower should be a magnificent The facilities are right, there is no reason to walk on the street and you can't see it.

After seeing the situation in front of him, Hao Ren finally knows why the "tower" will not be seen outside the fortress.

A huge deep pit appeared in front of everyone!

The depth of the pit is 100 meters in diameter and the shape is a regular round shape, which is like a vertical shaft that extends to the center of the earth. A kind of darkness of chaos is shrouded in the shaft, and the depth of the fog is filled with it, as if there is another world. The wide step that rotates downwards and a series of complex supports and split structures are placed on the wall of the pit, which should be the road to the lower level and the rest of the stop.

Around this shaft, it is the largest square in the Ice Ice Fortress. Numerous armed demon hunters are stationed in the square. The soldiers who are patrolling can be seen everywhere.

This is the star tower.

"...Do you not say that it is a tower?" Hao Ren looked at him for a long time and felt cheated. "This is a pit!"

"This is the towering tower," White Fire said with no expression on his head. "It extends downwards and continues into the Arctic Ocean, but at some stage it will 'up' and penetrate the space of Colpers. Entrance."

"Usually, we manage this thing as a well..." Nangong’s mouth was pumping. "Are you sure that this was not the original construction that reversed the drawings?"

"You have more nonsense," Nangong's tail was drawn on her brother's head in May. "In our minds, this thing is a tower!"

"The tower doesn't matter," Hao Ren waved his hand and turned to look at the white fire. "Can you open the door now?"

"Now?" Whitefire was a little surprised. "Don't wait for the big troops? They will arrive soon."

Hao Ren nodded: "I have not waited, I want to look at the opposite situation first."

The white fire asked the old hunter beside him: "Master Kesuzov, is it convenient to open the door now?"

Khsuzov put his hand on the icicles on the side, and the icicles shimmered with a glimmer of sound. After a while, the old hunter breathed a sigh of relief: "Go in."

As the old hunter's voice fell, the strange chaos inside the "high tower" of the stars suddenly disappeared like a phantom, and the dense fog deep in the crater became thin.

A channel appeared. (To be continued.)