By this time, the sky had already darkened.

For the niru bug people, it's time to rest.

Although they had been starving for a whole day, Halua and Kalus decided to continue to endure it.

As the white dragons over there all burrowed into the ground, the two insect-men over here were floating unsteadily into the darkness.

The compound eyes can no longer capture much light, but their large eyeballs are still silently paying attention to the surrounding movements as the tentacles rotate.

Especially, the movements of the orc slaves of the White Dragon King!

I don’t know how long I spent groping in the dark. Finally, the tentacles on Halua’s head lightly tapped toward my companion. There was no squeaking sound, but there was a vibration similar to telepathy.

Its thoughts were directly transmitted to its companions.

"We have completely gotten rid of those brainless orcs. Just sleep here."

Carruth's tentacles also moved slightly: "You are injured, you go down first. Leave the cleaning up to me."

Halua didn't argue about anything. He just nodded lightly and burrowed into the layer of ice and snow. He didn't know what his innate ability was. He didn't even see how it dug, so its body gradually sank in.

ground.

Carruth, while observing the surroundings with his big eyes, carefully cleaned up the surroundings, including all traces of his journey, and even cunningly placed some confusing footprints.

After Halua's body was almost completely submerged into the ground, it followed it calmly, eventually filling up the ground again, and using its natural ice power, it froze the surface ice and snow.

It must be as if no one has ever set foot here.

The cave dug by Halua slopes downward.

The two insect men took turns to take turns, and after drilling down dozens of feet, they stopped with their fatigue showing.

One on each side, the two of them squatted on the ground panting heavily, even their big eyes were rarely closed.

Slowly, their breath began to weaken again. Not to mention underground, even if they were hidden and lurking on the surface, I'm afraid no one could hear them.

I don't know how long it took.

In this dark and airtight cave, Carus's slight creaking sound quietly sounded: "Is the prophecy that that guy mentioned is bluffing us?"

They have no intention of serving humans, let alone the Archmage. If they serve such a person, who knows when they will be dismantled directly.

However, they could hear the threat from the Archmage.

Prophecy! Deception!

"Don't be anxious. Whether the prophecy is accurate or not has nothing to do with us. We have not violated his instructions. We are just resting and recuperating. Wait patiently and see if he will come to you on his own initiative."

Halua responded softly without opening his eyes.

It is also not sure whether the Archmage can predict their location.

After all, they are considered natural magical creatures, and they also have certain talents in hindering prophecies.

However, the great mage is indeed mysterious.

It didn't dare to really take risks, so it had to "rest" for a period of time, or even "sleep" for a period of time, and then see if there was anything abnormal!

"That's all. Just wait."

Carruth soon stopped talking.

The two of them seemed to be hibernating, almost all the breath of life had been restrained, including the magic breath in the big eyes.

The cave is as silent as death.

…

At this time, the underground ice palace.

Isaac and Symendega, however, were almost able to communicate and negotiate.

Both dragons are the kind of extraordinary dragons who can make up stories on the spot with their eyes open. One is interested in the blue forest world, and the other wants to further determine whether the five-color dragon envoy is part of a conspiracy through understanding the other world.

kind.

But the exchange was so intense that it was extremely enjoyable.

Of course, while they were having fun, they did not forget about business.

Simondega said that he would gather a large army as soon as possible and launch a general attack in lightning.

Isaac learned more about the power of Frostfire Roar, which also hinted that he would focus on catching this legendary war hammer!

Not long after, the two dragons reached a formal verbal agreement.

Without asking Simondega to arrange a place to stay, Isaac just walked around the iceberg palace for a while, paying special attention to certain magic restrictions, and then quickly left the underground palace.

After all, he still has "business" to attend to!

Surface, deep in the Hanchuan Mountains.

"You can hide!"

"Let you hide for a while longer. I will find you again when I prepare the 'Oath-Binding Contract'."

A few drops of green blood floated in the palm of his hand, and amid the mysterious magic fluctuations, Isaac opened his eyes after deducing for a moment.

With a thought, these drops of blood were returned to the laboratory.

Astonishingly, it was the blood of the insect-man Halua.

When he cast a lightning beam on it, he collected some specimens.

With this specimen in hand, coupled with his analysis of the nature of magic, he can almost be said to be proficient in all the eight major factions, and his mastery of prophecy is by no means inferior to some archmages who specialize in prophecy.

The two niru worms are good at hiding, but they still can't escape his plan.

After roughly grasping the location of the insect man, Isaac closed his eyes and sat cross-legged on a certain mountain peak, his mind gradually sinking into a meditative state.

…

And the other side.

"Sir, do you believe what he says?"

With Isaac leaving, there were only two white dragons left in the underground ice palace.

Angelina looked at the White Dragon King, and there was clearly hesitation in her eyes.

"Believe it or not, it's necessary to try it! Whether it's for the Land of Frost, it's for the White Dragon Crown."

"However, we can't just do whatever he says."

"Have someone notify Jakura and tell him directly that I want to know everything about the Five-Colored Dragon Envoy! Let's see how he reacts."

"However, the gathering of the army cannot be slowed down. In this way, I will personally lead the army and join forces with him to deal with the frost giants. But Jagula and the others will not have to show their faces. Let them hide in case there is any unexpected situation."

There was a calmer and more indifferent look in Simondega's eyes.

The green dragon messenger's words were nice, and he even assigned the "mission" of the five-colored evil dragons in this world to him... But as long as the white dragon crown did not reach his head for a day, he would definitely still keep it.

Enough vigilance.

"What about Byron?" Angelina's eyes moved again.

"Call him here too. If everything goes as usual, after the frost giant is dealt with, before I come back, you will temporarily be in charge of Ming Hanchuan, and he will assist you from the side... Let me take a good look.

Your ability leaves little Byron speechless." Simondega continued to impress his "most beloved child".

If you want your children to do well, you must let them think well.

This is the truth he realized after coming into contact with those human races in his early years!

This truth was applied to the two children, but it made them contribute a lot of effort to this Hanchuan land. His dearest child even contributed half of the dragon's horn.

Under Simondega's "old father" gaze, Angelina raised her head and said, "I will never let you down. I will arrange things now."

Simondega nodded with relief, then sat and watched her walk out of the hall, and soon disappeared outside the ice palace.

…

late at night.

After the usual meditation and feedback.

The human form of Isaac is like a ghost, floating silently among the rivers.

The green blood once again reached the palm of his hand. With the combination of prophecy and detection, the direction was definitely correct.

However, under dark vision, the traces on the snow...

His eyes wandered over the steering wheel at some obscure traces, and combined with the deduced directions, there was a hint of admiration in Isaac's eyes.

"Is it a natural instinct? Or is it an ability gained from experience after wandering for a long time?"

There was no trace of walking in the direction, and Isaac's figure drifted towards the predicted direction.

Not long after, his figure stopped again, his eyes looked around in a circle, he closed his eyes for a moment, and when he opened them again, his double vision opened up.

In the blink of an eye, a place on the ground covered with ice and snow that was completely the same as the surroundings fell into his eyes.

The spiritual consciousness passes through here and then winds down...
To be continued...