Chapter 987: Looting the Frost Giant Tribe

In less than a moment, the wind and snow buried Weilin.

Hide under the snow and wait for the opportunity.

After an unknown amount of time, a high-level silver frost giant walked towards where Weilin was, holding a piece of frozen flesh in his hand.

When they were about ten meters away, Weilin used the spell [Parasitic Surveillance] to send an invisible white seed into the Frost Giant's fur.

The frost giants passed the place where Verin was hiding, came to a hundred meters away, dug a deep pit, and buried the frozen flesh in it.

He covered it with ice and snow, and then used a popsicle to firm the ground. Then he looked around and found that there was no movement, so he returned to the camp with peace of mind.

After the frost giant left, Weilin moved his fingers slightly, and a vine stretched out and passed through the ice and snow.

In less than a moment, the frozen flesh and blood buried under the ice and snow was taken out.

Looking at the patterns on the frozen flesh and blood, sensing it, the magic power is very abundant, and at the same time it carries the power of assimilation.

"The flesh and blood of a white dragon."

With this thought in mind, and a closer look at the piece of flesh in front of him, Weilin further confirmed his guess.

There are two races at the top of the food chain on the polar ice sheet:

One is the dragon clan, including the white dragon, the shame of the five-colored dragons, the silver dragon among the metallic dragons, and the crystal dragon among the gem dragons.

The other type is the giant, which is mainly divided into snow giants and frost giants.

In addition to the two major giant tribes, there are also some mutant giant tribes, such as the ice giants and snow mountain giants, which are derivatives of the snow giants, and the ice giants and ice field giants, which are derivatives of the frost giants.

On the extremely cold ice field, there are also many mutant dragon species among the dragon clan, among which the white dragon, the shame of the five-colored dragon, has the most mutant species.

This vast land is dotted with giant tribes of all sizes, ranging from hundreds to just a few.

Stopping to think, Weilin focused his attention on the white seed and secretly observed the frost giant tribe.

Following the perspective of the high-level silver frost giant, Weilin entered several ice houses and observed the internal environment.

There is at least one frost giant in the igloo, and sometimes two or three frost giants.

"There are nineteen ice houses. If we count two frost giants in each house, there will be thirty-eight frost giants. Add the eighty-two, and this tribe will have a total of one hundred and twenty frost giants. It is a large tribe."

As he was silently estimating in his mind, the view suddenly went black and Weilin lost sight of the picture.

At the same time, in a large ice house, a frost giant stared at the white seed in his palm and asked the silver high-level frost giant: "Where have you been?"

"Go over there and bury the white dragon meat."

The silver high-level frost giant shuddered in fear and raised his hand to point in a direction.

"Dada, go gather the tribesmen. A bug has come in. He even dared to spy on my tribe. I'm going to roast him and eat him."

"Yes, patriarch."

A low-level frost giant with soul opened its mouth with a cruel expression and responded loudly.

Outside the tribe, under the ice and snow, Weilin looked at the restless Frost Giant Tribe and threw a seed from his fingers. It fell to the ground and quickly formed a low-level golden wooden clone.

Stay for a moment, leave some breath, and run towards the north.

Weilin went a hundred meters underground, ready to wait for these big idiots to leave, then plunder the Frost Giant tribe and search for some useful information.

As for the words used by the Frost Giants, he can't bear to read them, but isn't Cecilia still here?

After the ground shook violently, Weilin suppressed the urge to go up, and only came out from the ground after the sound became farther and farther away.

When we got closer to the tribe and sensed a bit more, we found that there were only about twenty Frost Giants left in the entire tribe, and only one low-level Frost Giant with soul.

"You have a really big heart."

Weilin grinned and released the [Life-Knight] and the [Death-Knight].

Two unknown creatures appeared in the tribe, causing a frost giant to roar.

"&@?*&^*%&*" After a burst of noisy shouts, the frost giants who remained in the igloo came out one after another, holding five or six meter long icicles in their hands. Without any orders, they rushed directly towards the Life-Knight and the Death-Knight.

Their size gave them confidence, but their extraordinary level was still insurmountable.

The Knights of Life and Death standing on both sides of Verin received the order, drove their horses, and charged forward.

A nine-meter-tall golden low-level frost giant looked at the insects rushing towards it, raised an icicle, and smashed it hard.

There was a sound of shattering, and fragments of flesh and blood spread all around. The soul of the Frost Giant was swallowed by the Death Knight and transformed into a part of his own strength.

Not far away, a low-level frost giant with soul came out of a huge ice house. It was twelve meters tall, holding a huge mace in its right hand and a golden mid-level white dragon in its left hand. A necklace made of dragon teeth hung on its chest, and it uttered an unintelligible language from its mouth.

However, in Weilin's opinion, it was definitely not a good thing.

Watching his people being slaughtered, the low-level Frost Giant with Soul Intention hit the white dragon on the head with a stick, forcing it to attack.

In fear, Bailong took a step forward and began to rush forward.

"Leave the white dragon here."

Upon receiving the order, the Life Knight lowered the muzzle of his gun by a foot, withdrew some of the force, picked up the white dragon, and threw it backwards.

Upon seeing this, Weilin opened a half-plane channel where the white dragon fell and put it in.

In less than a moment, all twenty-three frost giants were slaughtered, and the Death Knights began to cooperate with the Life Knights to attack the low-level soul-minded frost giants.

"&@?"

After roaring, to give himself courage, the low-level frost giant smashed his mace on the ground and spit out a blizzard from his mouth.

Wherever it passed, everything was frozen, and several igloos turned into ice crystals.

"End the fight."

On the other side, after Weilin put all the written records into the Druid's Book, he gave orders to the Knight of Life and the Knight of Death.

After receiving the instructions, the Life-Knight stopped thinking about accumulating combat experience, changed his attack posture, and restrained the soul of the low-level frost giant.

The Death Knight thrust his spear out, piercing through the body of the low-level frost giant and sucking his flesh and soul.

In an instant, a powerful suction force pulled away the soul of the low-level frost giant.

Feeling the terrifying power, the Death Knight had no choice but to give up sucking souls and turn to devouring flesh and blood.

In just one minute, a large piece of fur fell to the ground, but the body of a low-level frost giant with soul was missing.

Seeing the vague figure in the distance, Weilin did not dare to delay. He took back the Knight of Life and the Knight of Death, drilled underground, and headed eastward.

Hearing the roar getting farther and farther away, Weilin's heart gradually calmed down.

"It's so exciting to be a bandit!"

Arriving at an unknown place, Weilin emerged from the ground, sat on a stone, looked at the silent world, and sighed.