Chapter 427 Omen of Continent Change, Frozen World [Anti-Theft Chapter]

His face was very delicate, but he inherited Prince Ayub's signature hooked nose.

It made him look a little thoughtful.

"Father, why did you choose such a foolish son of heaven?"

He naturally raised his doubts.

After hearing this question, the contemptuous smile on Prince Ayub's face became even more obvious!

He turned around slowly and looked at the young man who called him the king.

"Silly child, the chosen one is from a foreign land."

"According to the records left by the first sultans, these guys are synonymous with chaos and disorder."

"The more stupid the Chosen One is, the less likely it is to get out of control."

"We can keep track of her situation at all times."

"Prepare for the end of the next era, the continental change."

"The new era will surely be in our hands."

Prince Ayub said softly, with a little doting in his tone.

"I understand Father."

"The royal family of Hussein will never wither!"

The bald young man raised his right arm.

He is the youngest son of Prince Ayyub.

Named Zevati Tikrit Hussain.

"By the way, it is said that our ancestors were also the chosen ones."

"It's not just our Sultanate of Sarand."

"The same is true of other human kingdoms."

"It's even going back a few epochs."

"However, all relevant records and records have been destroyed."

"That's a lost history."

"Fortunately, the first-generation Sultan was wise and unparalleled, and used various methods to leave a legend about the curse of heaven."

"These legends have been passed down in the form of ballads and allusions large and small."

"It has never been wiped out by that incomprehensible existence."

"Only our descendants of the royal family of Hussein know how to connect these ballads and allusions."

"Praise the great ancestor."

Prince Ayub said with some emotion, opened his hands, palms inward, and praised devoutly.

The bald young man Zevati did the same.

"Praise the ancestors..."

"But the father... that incomprehensible existence..."

"It doesn't seem to care about our actions."

Zevati keenly discovered the abnormality.

If it is true as his father said, then the existence that dominates all this is stronger than the gods.

It should be omniscient, omniscient, and insight into the existence of everything.

How could it allow itself to manipulate the Chosen Son?

For this question, in fact, Prince Ayub has long guessed the answer.

He did not answer his child directly, but only said a few inscrutable words.

"Natural selection, survival of the fittest."

"The protagonists of the future are not necessarily the chosen ones."

"Equal opportunity for all."

"Just what you gain, what you lose."

"We have our advantages, so we have to lose some of our rights."

After saying these meaningful words, Prince Ayub turned around.

The yellow sand golden owl hovered at a low altitude of about 100 meters.

The camel rides below are close behind.

Further back, there are pack sleds pulled by several huge desert monitor lizards.

There are deserts and oases dotted around here.

The effect of those pack sleds on the sand is similar to a sled.

On it sat a line of infantry warriors.

Prince Ayub is also clearly a powerful spellcaster.

His right arm waved to the side.

A magical phantom of a lilac cactus flower exploded in mid-air.

This is a magical mark with an agreed meaning.

After that, Prince Ayub controlled the Yellow Sand Golden Owl soaring into the sky.

There were even traces of airflow left in situ.

As an overlord-level air monster, its limit speed can reach five or six hundred kilometers per hour.

This speed is much faster than the ordinary dragon eagle.

Only by taming these powerful aerial raptors can they have the ability to maneuver quickly.

In addition, only relying on space to teleport the magic circle.

The legend of the Chosen Son in the continent is not only known to Prince Ayub.

This continent has never lacked wise men with a spirit of resistance.

Some obscure prophecies survive to this day.

This is the silent struggle of the strong men from that era.

But among the natives, only Prince Ayyub took action.

Most of the others have not received the attention they deserve.

Those who can bear witness to those prophecies are all those in power in the various kingdoms now.

is the top of the vested interest class.

They are immersed in the life of being intoxicated with money, and they have long lost their due worries about the future.

There has been no more Kingdom Wars since hundreds of years ago.

Those remaining alien races from the previous era lived a low-key life.

Every country has accumulated enormous wealth.

It can ensure the safety of the superstructure.

And the civilians at the bottom were deliberately suppressed by their productivity.

In this vast world, it is difficult for the bottom civilians to make waves.

There will be a huge split between the lower and upper levels.

Change and awakening are almost impossible.

In this extreme to unusually stable environment, the few royal families who have access to secrets may not necessarily have this sense of urgency.

And those who are worried and enterprising, may not be able to access this secret.

In the long years of tens of thousands of years before and after the change of the era.

Too many things are buried under the gravel of the years.

Long periods of stability and stability numb the minds of those in power.

To be able to be like Prince Ayub, both to know secrets and to have a sense of urgency.

And there are really very few people who have taken action for this purpose.

It is not enough to trigger the arrival of a wave of distress for all human aboriginal people.

But this is just the beginning.

As the lord challenge continues, the lords grow rapidly.

In the end, they will have sparks with the aborigines.

Just like what Prince Ayub said.

All people will actually have a relatively equal opportunity.

The era of real change has not yet begun.

But the waves are already turbulent, indicating that the endless continent in the future is bound to be exciting.

...

In Zong Shen's territory.

After nearly an hour of baptism with super cold water and freezing rain.

The "surprise" brought to everyone in the second stage of this winter finally stopped.

The entire lord's small building was covered by an ice shell that was more than twenty centimeters thick.

This ice crust is stronger than ice that melts and then freezes.

Because it is completely frozen by the super cold water covered bit by bit.

It is like a whole, like a solid ice brick.

Zong Shen listened to the sound of the rain, and saw that there was no trace of rain outside the frozen, fuzzy window.

The sound of the rain had stopped completely.

Just came to the door of the lord's small building.

The small building not only activated the [Magic Heat Ball] but also lit the fireplace.

This makes the interior extremely warm.

Zong Shen put his hand on the door, his other hand unscrewed the door lock, and pushed it as usual.

The entire door remained motionless and could not be opened outwards.

Even if there is a one-meter-long eaves outside the gate, it cannot stop the freezing rain from spreading and freezing.

Zong Shen's current strength is as high as 135 points, and even a simple push has the power of a large monster.

However, the ice shell still did not respond at all.

Zong Shen frowned slightly and increased the strength in his hands.

"crunch..."

There was an overwhelming screeching sound at the door shaft.

"Boom!"

At the same time, there was finally a cracking sound outside the door.

"Looking like this, it's not suitable for pushing the door hard."

"Otherwise, when the ice shell breaks open, the gate must be scrapped."

Zong Shen slowly put away the strength in his hand and closed the door again.

He turned back and walked up the stairs to the second floor.

There are also two small terraces on the second floor.

The doors to these small patios are shaded by eaves.

The ring-shaped eaves keep them from being completely frozen like the gates on the first floor.

Zong Shen came to one of the terraces facing the south leeward.

Reaching out his hand to open the door, he gently pushed it a few times.

It was accompanied by a crackling sound of ice cubes falling to the ground and the harsh sound of the bottom of the door rubbing against the ice surface.

Zong Shen fully opened the door to the terrace.

A layer of ice had condensed on the floor of the terrace.

Just now, Zong Shen pushed open the door arrogantly, causing a layer of frost to be scratched at the bottom of the door.

In addition, the walls are also covered with ice marks, which are uneven.

There are also round icicles that flow and then freeze.

This is also a small patio shaded by curved eaves.

Zong Shen could imagine that his lord's small building must have become a "Crystal Palace" at this moment.

The outside world has also become a frozen world.

The cold wind was blowing outside. Although the freezing rain had stopped, the cold wind was still whistling.

Snowflakes began to slowly fall from the sky.

The snow is not yet big, just like the young snow in early winter.

However, Zong Shen, who had just experienced the cruel freezing rain, did not dare to take it lightly.

He stood on the small patio and closed the door again.

Standing by the terrace, below is the open space on the back of the lord's small building.

The floor height of the lord's building is much higher than that of ordinary buildings.

There is at least a height of five or six meters down from here.

In his sight, the ground was completely covered with thick ice.

It's just that from a condescending angle, he can't tell the thickness of the ice.

But according to his estimation, it will definitely not be less than 60 cm thick.

Because the ice and rain accumulate the most on the ground.

Unless you run a tank on this layer of ice, you don't even want to shake it.

This level of ice on the polar regions is enough to allow crawler-type heavy trucks to pass.

In this case, the small assistant appeared in time.

The golden circle marks a most suitable drop point.

That location is two or three meters to the right of the terrace.

Because it is on the shady side of the lord's small building, the degree of snow melting is lower than on the sunny side.

There is a snow slope formed by the accumulation of wind and snow.

The whole is slightly higher than the ice layer in other places by about half a meter.

Because of the flow of snow slopes, the bumpy surface is less likely to slip.

Just now, Mariel had handed over the load bearer mecha equipped with snow shovels to him.

At the same time, there are seven or eight pairs of anti-slip ground thorns made by the dwarf uncle.

These non-slip thorns are secured by two sets of chains.

Below are three sets of connected iron hoops.

The downward-facing plane of each hoop is riveted with two three-and-a-half-centimeter-long spikes.

These metal spikes are about the size of a pinky finger, and when properly polished, they look sharp.

Zong Shen put the non-slip thorns on his boots.

Tighten the chain and fasten it in place.

Then he used his arms to support the frozen stone fence and jumped down.

It landed smoothly on the snow slope.

Under the influence of gravity, the non-slip thorns under both feet were firmly inserted into the ground.

With Zong Shen's current physical fitness, he would not be injured by jumping from the terrace on the second floor at a height of five or six meters.

Strong muscles and bones are strong enough to withstand this level of shock.

In fact, he can also choose to use the levitation technique to fly away.

However, due to the relatively long cooldown of skills, Zong Shen developed a good habit of hoarding skills.

He never uses the skills in his hand when it is not necessary.

Most skills have a cooldown of an hour or two.

And the more powerful the skill, the longer the cooldown time.

So Zong Shen would rather spend more effort than use it blindly.

He had to make sure he was at his peak at all times.

In this way, even if there is an emergency or a battle, he can deal with it calmly.

After landing, Zong Shen used brute force to pull out his feet, which were covered with non-slip thorns.

Those ground thorns are very stable after piercing into the ice.

Not to mention slipping, it takes some effort to pull it out.

In the face of Zong Shen's power, this difficulty is nothing.

He put on the thorn and started to walk on the ice.

This ice layer is already close to the height of three steps.

Standing on the ice, Zong Shen's angle of view was much higher than usual.

This made him feel a little uncomfortable.

The anti-slip floor thorn is indeed a very practical auxiliary gadget.

This made his walking on the ice a lot smoother.

Although there was some resistance when pulling it out, it was nothing to him.

Even those second- and third-order warriors with 20 or 30 points of strength can easily pull out.

Zong Shen detoured from the side of the lord's small building to the front.

The thick layer of ice was almost level with the ground.

The [Lunar Well] and [Magic Well] in the small courtyard are still shrouded by the force field.

Ice and rain can't erode, so it's no wonder that you can't even see mosquitoes in the Moon God Well.

There is a 30-centimeter vacuum area around the two wells, and the ice layer can only condense outside this range.

At this time, the height of the ice layer was almost level with the table top of Shuangjing.

In fact, it is normal to think about it.

The tiers of these two are not low.

[Luna Well] is an orange legendary special building.

[Magic Well] is a rare purple special building.

At their rank, generating force fields to isolate pollution and climate effects can only be regarded as a basic operation.

But as long as the force field has a limit.

Zong Shen estimated that this thing should be tough enough to withstand a frontal attack.

But there is absolutely no problem in isolating the super cold water and freezing rain.

It is a pity that the area of ​​the two wells is not large, and the coverage of the force field is not large.

Otherwise, you can completely hide in it to isolate the climatic influence of winter.

Zong Shen glanced at them and walked slowly outside the gate of the lord's small building.

Stepping up the steps almost as high as the ice layer, I came to the door.

A row of obvious nail marks were left on the ice behind him.