1222: Chapter 472: Snow Mountain Ancient Annihilation Domain_3 1222: Chapter 472: Snow Mountain Ancient Annihilation Domain_3 Verna: “Since soone has already proposed to , it ans I’ve grown up.”
Owen Bertram couldn’t refute, and Verna suddenly said, “I’ve been here too long, and I’ve eaten everything.
I want to go abroad and explore more delicacies.”
Owen Bertram thought for a mont, looked at his sister, and finally said, “Promise to behave and not cause trouble.”
“Mmm!” Verna nodded repeatedly, her little chin pecking on Owen’s thigh like a woodpecker, causing him great pain – after all, he had reached the Seventh Level, and it shouldn’t be like this!
“Release quickly…”
Verna cheered, her belongings didn’t need to be packed, she just put on a big pot, grabbed a big spoon and she’s ready to go!
However, carrying such a heavy burden on her back was quite comical.
“Maria, Olivia, co out quickly, elder brother agreed to take us out.”
The two little ones had been hiding behind the door eavesdropping, and as soon as Miss called them, they both ca out with small bundles, and the three girls hand in hand, jumping and chirping in circles, full of joy.
Owen Bertram also laughed, after all, little girls going out to play would naturally be happy.
He shouldn’t always keep his sister at ho.
However, if Lily wants to go, Glenn Mitchell must follow.
He has recently developed the sa disease as Owen Bertram, “Sister Protection Syndro”, being suspicious of everyone, especially Owen Bertram!
Thus, the team grew, and they left the Summit tropolitan Office in a magnificent manner.
Owen Bertram was always wary of Shelia, so before setting off, no one knew where they were going except for him and Santa.
The Northern Plain was vast with a sparse population, so Owen Bertram didn’t need to worry about revealing his whereabouts, and he didn’t suppress his realm either.
After the team entered the territory of the 36 Tribes of the Northern Region, they traversed the vast grasslands and entered the Ice Plains further north.
Since the Giant Foot Snow Mountain was currently occupied by the Great Chieftain, his 40,000 elite soldiers had designated the entire Snow Mountain as a forbidden area, so even the Northern Region people couldn’t enter it without permission.
The Great Chieftain’s camp was always moving around his territory, and he could go wherever he wanted – this made the Wood Dynasty’s Emperor jealous, his complexion turning green.
He wanted to go to Copper Gorge for fun, but it was all thanks to Owen Bertram’s careful planning – even though the imperial ministers still opposed it.
Thus, when the Great Chieftain’s camp settled in Giant Foot Snow Mountain, no one in the 36 Tribes of the Northern Region suspected anything.
They just thought that the Great Chieftain had discovered a powerful prey in the Snow Mountain and wanted to show off his bravery.
The Great Chieftain often did such things, personally hunting down Tier-6 and Tire-7 monsters, then inviting the leaders of the various tribes to “feast” on his newly killed prey.
There was not complete unity within the 36 Tribes of the Northern Region, as so supported the Great Chieftain and so opposed.
The Great Chieftain liked to use this thod to display his strength and deter those who were considering opposing him.
If there was unrest within the 36 Tribes, he would hunt down a Tire-7 Monster.
If everyone was behaving, he would settle for a Tier-6 one.
The 40,000 elite soldiers were divided into groups of 20 cavalryn each, holding witchcraft instrunts similar to flagpoles and surrounding the Giant Foot Snow Mountain.
These witchcraft instrunts could be connected to each other, similar to a cultivator’s array, covering the entire Snow Mountain in an enveloping seal.
If soone broke in, the Witch Priest beside the Great Chieftain would sense it.
However, this kind of large-scale and superficial Witch Seal could only guard against ordinary people or low-level cultivators.
For Owen Bertram and his party, it was just a formality.
After they entered the Snow Mountain and followed the direction of the camp, they quickly found the entrance to the Ancient Annihilation Domain.
The Ancient Destruction Domain had not yet opened, but there were already strange phenona appearing in the Giant Foot Snow Mountain: in the void of the snow mountain, colorful aurora was constantly flying, and so originally immature spiritual dicines, such as Snow Lotus and Snow Mushroom, suddenly grew rapidly.
The soldiers and witch priests guarding the Snow Mountain occasionally discovered these valuable spiritual dicines, and of course, they secretly picked and hoarded them, considering them benefits that the Great Chieftain had given them.
In the camp, the Great Chieftain was wearing a traditional Northern Region animal-skin robe, with the inner lining being Wood Dynasty’s brocade and silk clothing, exposing half of his shoulder.
The long hair on his head was braided into two thick braids, hanging on either side.
He had a strong build, and with eagle-like claws, powerful and stout fingers, penetrating eyes, and every al required him to eat 300 pounds of at and drink five large bowls of strong wine – for many years, he had maintained the image of a traditional Northern Region tough man.
An elder Witch Priest was now sitting on a beast skin beside him, reporting, “Your Highness, today there were 64 mystical auroras appearing in the Great Eastern Valley, and even signs of snow beasts gathering at the entrance of the valley.
According to our estimates, the Snow Mountain Ancient Destruction Domain will open by tomorrow evening at the latest.”
The Great Chieftain nodded, and asked, “What about the movents of those tribes?”
“We have powerful witch priests secretly monitoring them, and they all seem normal.”
Digging up the graves of ancestral heroes was, after all, a guilty matter for the Great Chieftain.
Once it leaked, it would beco an important handle for his opponents to attack him.
“Alright, let Lionel Turner and the other seven of them prepare.”
“Yes, Sir.”
At the sa ti, in a huge cave in the Snow Mountain, Owen Bertram and Predecessor Santa sat on the ground.
Verna and the three little ones were huddled around Santa.
The Snow Mountain was so cold, and Grandpa Santa was so warm.
Glenn Mitchell, the honest man, stood guard alone at the entrance of the cave.
He felt that he had miscalculated – all the way, he had no choice but to take on the various tasks of a servant and a follower.
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