Chapter 386

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Protagonist:

Lin En

Lena

Half a year ago, the Green Skins invaded in force, and the Forbidden Wall defensive line was in critical danger.

The Governor at the time, Keli Feng, personally led troops to the Forbidden Wall to intercept the Green Skins; the Snow Claw Clan took advantage of the Vanguard Army's dispersed battle lines.

And assembled a million Ice March Beast Cavalry, intending to kill this newly appointed Nest Capital Leader.

Everyone believed that the Young Governor, with weak forces and surrounded, would undoubtedly die.

But just as the Snow Claw Clan's cavalry charged into this bowl-shaped valley, preparing to assault the rear, the Frost Dragon appeared.

The record on the data slate was written very simply, yet exuded an indescribable shock.

The giant dragon awoke from beneath the glacier, and ice covered the entire valley.

A million cavalry, all frozen, not a single survivor.

The giant dragon acknowledged the Governor, and all beings revered him as the Lord of the Ice Plains.

The wildmen say that on that day, the Ice God sent down divine punishment.

It was also that day that they acknowledged Keli Feng's identity as "Ice Lord".

From then on, this bowl-shaped valley that buried a million Snow Claw cavalry became a forbidden land, and never again did any wildman dare set foot in it even half a step.

The air in the interrogation room was terrifyingly quiet.

Dominic put down the data slate and did not speak for a long time.

Frost Dragon.

A million cavalry.

Lord of the Ice Plains.

Every single keyword was refreshing his understanding of Keli Feng.

He had originally thought that the Purge Plague Sect's Gene Thieves were this young man's greatest secret.

Now it seems, that was merely the tip of the iceberg.

A giant abnormal creature that had survived for who knows how many years, possessing ice control abilities, willingly serving a human.

This is far more shocking than a Gene Thief Sect, and far more dangerous.

Dominic walked to the interrogation room's porthole, gazing down at the Nest Capital sunk deep in sleep.

In the night, the direction of Saint Galus Castle still had faint flickering firelight, and gunfire could be faintly heard.

This man Keli Feng is like an iceberg floating on the sea surface.

You think you've seen all of him, but actually, what's hidden beneath the water surface is the true colossus.

The Purge Plague Sect is, the Frost Dragon is.

No one knows how many more unknown trump cards he still has hidden in his hand.

"Interesting..." Dominic murmured softly.

He suddenly felt that this trip to Brevis might be far more interesting than he had imagined.

After several more rounds of interrogation, more information was unearthed.

Those pieces of information slowly pieced together in Dominic's mind the outline of that Ice Plains upheaval half a year ago.

The oldest Elder Clan Chief only remembered the sky-full of cold qi and the giant dragon's roar; the youngest Tribal Chief at the time was merely a Hunting Team Captain.

They only saw the purple storm in the valley's direction from afar and were so frightened they collapsed to the ground; only that middle-aged Clan Leader's memory contained the most details.

He is called Kalu, a branch leader of the Ice Fang Clan, his face bearing an old scar running across the left side, a mark left ten years ago when fighting the Snow Claw Clan over hunting grounds.

In the memory image, the Ice Plains' cold wind carried snow particles beating against the beast skin tent, making crackling sounds.

The tent was packed with sallow, emaciated clansmen; old men wrapped in tattered beast skins curled in the corner, children's cries weak as kittens' mews.

That was last year's bitter winter.

Before the Green Skin invasion, Brevis's Ice Plains were bitter, yet still followed the survival rules passed down through generations.

The Ice Fang Clan guarded the western Ice Rift Valley, the Snow Claw Clan occupied the eastern Frozen Plain; they occasionally clashed.

Yet both could survive the long harsh winter by hunting Ice Plains Beasts and gathering lichen and fungi.

The Nest Capital's caravans would also come a few times each year, trading grain, cloth, and simple tools for pelts and beast bones.

Though not affluent, they could barely sustain life.

But the Green Skins came.

Those green demons descended upon the deepest part of the Ice Plains, ceaselessly destroying everything they saw.

They were more ferocious than Ice Plains Beasts, harder to deal with than blizzards; spores landing in frozen soil could grow into sneering Grots, seizing whatever they saw, killing whatever they saw.

The wildmen tribes' stone spears and bone arrows could not stop the Green Skins' machetes and chattering waste guns.

Hunting grounds were seized, beast herds scattered, even the winter food stores hidden in ice caves were dug out and ruined completely.

In Kalu's memory, last winter's snow was exceptionally heavy, and exceptionally cold.

The clan's old people began dying of cold and hunger one after another; corpses were carried out and thrown in ice trenches, freezing into hard ice lumps within half a day.

Young hunters risked death to hunt, either returning empty-handed or never returning at all.

Some Green Skin patrol teams would treat isolated living people as prey, toying with them enough before hacking them to death with a single stroke.

"At that time we all thought the entire clan would meet its end in that winter."

In the recorded text, Kalu's tone was low, carrying the trance of a survivor after catastrophe.

But Keli Feng came.

He did not bring a great army to flatten the Ice Plains, but brought a relief convoy of Wildmen with supply wagons.

He broke the Nest Capital's rule of hundreds of years of not accepting Ice Plains Wildmen, and marked out a Camp on the Warm Plains south of the Forbidden Wall.

Allowing the old, weak, women, and children of the various Tribes to migrate there to overwinter, providing food and basic medical care.

He also brought the Vanguard Army, clearing out Green Skins along the Forbidden Wall Edge, and bit by bit reclaimed the hunting grounds that had been seized.

"He is a Kind Ice Lord."

This is the sentence repeated the most times in the memory of the three Wildmen leaders.

They say Keli is the person chosen by the Frost Dragon, the agent of Ice Plains Divine Power in the mortal world.

He not only brought grain and Warmth, but also brought "Divine Punishment".

Those Green Skin Tribes entrenched in the Ice Plains Deep were slaughtered clean, along with their ramshackle war wagons and Machine Guns, buried by the Wind and Snow.

No One has ever seen with their own eyes how the Frost Dragon Strikes.

Kalu also Only Knows, its Great Power made the Wildmen Warriors who originally could only exchange ten for one with Green Skins.

Able to basically unscathed resolve Green Skin quantities multiple times their own.

The specific method, however, is unclear.

Dominic put down the record, walked to the window.

The feeling in his heart was Complex beyond words.

Xenos.

Whether Gene Thief or that so-called "Frost Dragon", from the perspective of Empire Law and Orthodox Doctrine, both are Outliers that must be eliminated.

Collusion with Xenos is an even heavier crime sufficient to send one to the Tribunal's Burning Stake.

But it just so happens, these "Outliers" do things that, piece by piece, all stand on the human side.

The Purge Plague Sect screens Plague in the Bottom City, preserves Soldier Source, stabilizing the teetering order.

The Frost Dragon repels Green Skins and saves Wildmen on the Ice Plains, guarding Brevis's northern border.

Even Keli Feng himself, pacifying Rebellion, collecting Dolido, holding against the Green Skin Invasion, governed a Border Star System that was a rotten mess into orderly precision.

Swap in any Imperial Governor, able to achieve his Achievement, not one in ten could be picked out.

"No wonder his prestige is this high throughout all of Brevis..."

Dominic murmured to himself, with a touch of self-mockery.

Nest Capital people respect him, because he pacified the Green Skin chaos, guarded Nest Capital's peace.

Even the Wildmen on the Ice Plains revere him as "Ice Lord", devotedly convinced.

This prestige was never piled up by schemes, but supported by solid Achievement.

But the more it is like this, the more Dominic cares about one question.

What exactly is the Frost Dragon?