Chapter 1293 Distant Song

Ancient dragons are proud.

Faced with the obvious provocation of the hunters, the Ice Curse Dragon should be furious.

However, after suffering a great loss in the Molten Mountain Canyon, the Ice Curse Dragon, whose tail has not yet been fully regenerated, has learned to be cautious.

It flapped its wings and came to the sky.

"Cry!"

The extremely cold air spread out, and the water vapor in the sky gathered and condensed into snow clouds that covered the sky.

At the same time, as if sensing the call of the Lord of the Ice Field, the cold wind from the extreme north roared again, carrying the snowflakes and hail that fell from the sky.

A blizzard formed in a very short time.

On the ground, Gordon stared at the Ice Dragon that called the wind and snow, and hated it.

He had learned about the ability and strength of the Ice Curse Dragon from Hayata and others. If the Ice Curse Dragon came to the ground, he was confident enough to lead the team to suppress it.

It is true that this ice field is the home of the Ice Curse Dragon, but he also has Ansir, Feng Ying, and Zhu Pai on his side.

As long as the Ice Curse Dragon does not fly around, it is not particularly difficult to defeat it or even hunt it.

However, the Ice Curse Dragon refused to come down, but just hung in the sky with wind and snow.

Even Ansir, who is good at sniping, could not penetrate the strong wind and cause effective damage to the Ice Curse Dragon hundreds of meters above the ground.

In the howling wind, Feng Ying slammed the big shield in her hand into the ground, and tried to stand firm against the cold wind.

Suddenly, her pointed ears trembled, and in the harsh whistling sound, she seemed to catch a strange sound that was completely different from the sound of the wind.

Illusion?

No, it's not an illusion!

It's the mysterious singing that appears repeatedly!

Feng Ying looked up suddenly.

As if receiving some kind of call, the Ice Curse Dragon hovering in the sky flapped its wings and accelerated towards the south.

The hunters looked at each other, and they saw a trace of panic in each other's eyes.

South? That's the direction of the Yuechen stronghold.

Under the night sky, the Ice Curse Dragon flew at high speed.

Influenced by the mysterious song, the Ice Curse Dragon's heart was boiling with anger, and the desire to retaliate against humans was unprecedentedly high.

The snow-covered plains and hills passed by quickly, and soon, the frozen canyon between several peaks appeared in its sight.

The blue-gold vertical pupil deflected, and the Ice Curse Dragon flipped its wings, carrying the wind and hail, and rushed into the canyon.

Also affected by the mysterious song, the restless group of wind dragons screamed and fled in all directions.

"Li Ya——!"

The Ice Curse Dragon quickly passed through the wind and snow, like a shark rushing into a school of fish, chasing the group of wind dragons flying everywhere.

It accelerated towards the wind dragons that tried to escape to the north, and caught up with the fastest one in the blink of an eye.

Diving in, the Ice Curse Dragon dug its claws into the smooth back of the Wind Drifting Dragon, penetrating deep into its spine.

The Ice Blade Tail, which had not yet fully regenerated but was already sharp enough, like a scorpion's tail hook, fiercely pierced the soft chest and abdomen of the Wind Drifting Dragon that lacked scale protection from below, and then stirred it vigorously.

For a moment, the Wind Drifting Dragon's shrill wailing even suppressed the sound of the strong wind.

The surrounding Wind Drifting Dragons were immediately frightened and turned around to stay away from the terrifying Ice Dragon.

Releasing its claws, abandoning the dying Wind Drifting Dragon, letting it fall into a pool of rotten meat in the mountains, the Ice Curse Dragon accelerated to the next target.

Under its purposeful driving, the scattered Wind Drifting Dragons were gradually gathered by it.

Any Wind Drifting Dragon that tried to fly around would be cruelly killed by it, or frozen into an ice sculpture by its extremely cold breath, or torn into pieces by its claws and ice blade tail.

The surviving wind dragons shivered and gathered together like a frightened flock of sheep.

The Ice Curse Dragon had achieved its goal.

It was not easy to control the wind dragons, after all, they were not the same species, but it was much easier to use the fear of the wind dragons to roughly control the direction of their escape.

The Ice Curse Dragon was like a skilled shepherd, driving the wind dragons to fly south.

Hidden in the snow, two beasts who witnessed all this jumped out in a hurry.

One of them twisted its chubby but extremely flexible body, quickly climbed to the top of the mountain, and fired a warning flare.

However, due to the influence of the wind and snow brought by the Ice Curse Dragon, the height and visibility of the flare were greatly reduced.

Seeing this, the captain of the beast tribe immediately used a bone whistle to call the ice jackals wandering nearby, and rushed to the Yuechen stronghold dozens of kilometers away at full speed, which knew nothing about the situation here.

The mysterious singing continued to spread with the snow and wind, and the volume had decayed to a level that was indistinguishable to human ears, and finally completely merged into the sound of the wind.

Yuechen Base.

After finally coaxing little Muti to sleep, Hayata gently put her in the cradle.

For some reason, she felt uneasy.

After closing the window that was slightly opened by the night wind, Hayata sat cross-legged on the bed.

She placed the sword horizontally on her knees and tried to calm herself down through sword meditation.

Unexpectedly, the anxiety in her heart became more and more intense.

This feeling came without reason, but she dared not ignore it.

After a brief hesitation, she picked up her sleeping daughter and knocked on the door next door.

Mrs. Sterling, who was wearing pajamas and a blanket, ran to open the door. When she saw Hayata holding the child outside the door, she was a little surprised.

She stepped aside and prepared to let Hayata in.

However, Hayata handed Muti directly to her and whispered: "Something is wrong, Mrs. Sterling, something bad may happen tonight, I have to go and take a look.

Please help keep an eye on little Muti. If you hear any noise, please do not hesitate to take the children to the basement for refuge. "

Mrs. Sterling was stunned for a moment, then nodded seriously, "I understand, don't worry and leave it to me."

Entrusting the child to the good boy, Hayata's tense heartstrings relaxed a little.

After bidding farewell to Mrs. Sterling, Hayata returned to her room, finished dressing as quickly as possible, put the Flying Dragon Blade [Black Glory] on her back, and strode towards the headquarters.

Light shone through the large tent at the headquarters.

Hayata opened the door curtain and was a little surprised to find that in addition to the supplies squad leader who usually stayed up late, the swordsman master was also there.

This old hunter is also fully armed, but the equipment on his body is no longer the old female fire dragon that has been used for almost half a century.

But a brand new set of frost-white armor.

This is a new type of armor made of Frost Blade Ice Tooth Dragon material. It is thick but capable. The pale fur matches the same white-haired old hunter very well.

"you"

"Do you also feel uneasy?" The swordsman master spoke first, "Tonight, something should happen."

"Yeah." Hayata nodded.

Since she wasn't the only one who felt it, it shouldn't be an illusion.

At this moment, the door curtain of the headquarters tent was opened again.

Gene, wearing Tyrannosaurus armor and even a helmet, got in and said, "I feel something is wrong. Yeah? Why are you all here?"

The supplies class monitor's eyes twitched, "Do you think this is the common feeling of a Tai Touji?"

Gene spread his hands, "I didn't know that I would wake up suddenly with a jolt while sleeping. I always feel something is wrong, as if something is coming."

The monitor of the materials squad rubbed his sore forehead.

It would be fine if there was only one person. The three high-ranking hunters who were responsible for guarding the Yuechen stronghold all felt the danger. The risks involved could not be ignored.

"Actually, just a few hours ago, a Beast Tangle tribe sent Gordon a letter, and they suggested that the Ice Dragon might drive the Wind Drift Dragon to attack the stronghold.

In order to avoid sudden attacks, they reached an agreement with the Beast Tangle Clan. The Beast Tangle Clan will help us keep an eye on the frozen canyon, and will immediately warn us if something happens.

At present, we have not received any warning information, but we will wait and see how you respond.

Sigh - I'm just a material manager. What do you think I should do in this situation? "

Hayata immediately said: "Wake up the hunters in the stronghold, strengthen patrols, and immediately arrange for craftsmen to check the crossbows, artillery and other weapons to ensure that they are ready for use at any time."

"I'm going to wake you up!" Gene ran out in a hurry.

He's not afraid of offending people. Rather, he loves doing this kind of thing.

"I'll inform the craftsmen." The material squad leader closed the account book in front of him and stood up.

"Not enough." The swordsman master folded his arms and pondered for a few seconds.

Suddenly, he took a big step, walked to the open space outside the headquarters tent, took out a signal bomb and fired it into the air.

The crimson distress signal illuminated the night sky above Yuechen Stronghold.