Later, after dealing with several waves of incoming killers, Madara and the others finally got close to Extreme North.
"Master, master! It's really cold here!" Mumu said, shivering from the cold, his teeth chattering.
As the distance to the north gets farther and farther, the weather also becomes lower and lower. Even though it is supposed to be hot summer weather, the far north is still so icy and snowy.
Madara and Mumu put on a thick layer of cold-proof clothes early, looking a little bloated.
But even so, Mumu still felt like he was about to be frozen into a popsicle, and the biting cold wind mixed with wind and snow seemed to blow into his bones without any protection.
"Hahaha! Little brat! Where did you go? You'll be in trouble later!" Kurama lay on Mumu's shoulder, with a gloating smile on his fox face.
I don't know what's going on, but Kurama always feels extremely happy whenever Mumu is depressed.
"Hey! No way? No way! Is there really someone who just breaks into Extreme North without any supplies!" An exaggerated and sinister voice came from behind them.
Behind Madara was a supply convoy consisting of several carriages. At this time, someone in the convoy Soul Master was shouting in amazement.
"Is he coming to Extreme North to die? He doesn't have a few carts of supplies, what will he eat and burn?"
"Maybe, people even think that I am the son of destiny! Hahahaha!"
In the convoy following Madara slowly, the Soul Masters were chatting unscrupulously. Madara and Mumu appeared to be somewhat alone in the front.
"Ahhh! Master, you are so powerful, why don't you deal with them?" Mumu seemed to be unable to listen anymore, baring his teeth and baring his claws.
"Calm down! Have you forgotten what I usually teach you?" Madara looked at Mumu who lost control of his emotions and said coldly, "Kill them all, we can't drive so many carriages!"
"What?" Mumu couldn't help but hesitate, then turned to look at the group of Soul Master behind him who didn't know the crisis. Suddenly he felt that his anger had disappeared, and then he felt that it was a bit pitiful that they were being targeted by his master, the big devil.
Indeed, entering Extreme North, such an extremely cold environment requires a lot of supplies. Madara was not prepared at first, but isn't there something readily available later?
If we kill them now, Madara won't be able to Clone Technique to drive so many carriages. This group of moving materials will automatically follow behind Madara. Wouldn't that be nice?
"When it gets dark, we'll go back to get some tents and fuel!" Madara gently rubbed Mumu's watermelon head and explained in a rare way.
As for the people behind, do they agree? Of course the dead will acquiesce!
Then Madara continued to walk forward silently with Mumu, but suddenly found that the group of Soul Master behind him was no longer as rampant as before, but seemed a little cautious, as if he was afraid of disturbing something.
"Roar!" A deafening beast roar came from a huge cave, and even the wind and snow stopped for a moment.
"Run! Snow Titan is angry!" The faces of the Soul Masters behind them changed drastically when they heard the roar, and they all ran away without saying a word, without any intention of resisting.
Madara looked at the slightly shaking snow on the ground, and a huge shadow slowly moved over to block the light.
Madara raised his head fearlessly and looked at the huge creature in front of him, and then he was able to get a glimpse of the monster.
The monster looks like a huge white orangutan, with a height of more than ten meters, as tall as a hill, and its muscles are as strong as iron, full of a surging sense of power. Its two lantern-sized eyes are staring angrily at this strange human being in front of it.
"Oh? It seems that we have a place to stay tonight!" Madara murmured as he looked through the huge snow giant Spirit Beast to the tall cave behind it that was free of snow and sheltered from the wind.
Seeing that the ant in front of him dared to ignore his majesty, Snow Titan beat his chest in dissatisfaction and made a sound like a war drum, then lowered his head and roared intimidation, "Roar!!!"
The roar that resounded throughout the world even rolled up the surrounding snow, turning into a small storm and blowing towards Madara in front of him.
The long black hair like a spotted hedgehog was blown by the wind, and he couldn't help but squint his eyes, but he still stood there motionless.
"Little bug! Whoever speaks louder can't win a fight!" Madara raised his hand to wipe the snow on his face, showed a bloody smile, and said in a low and hoarse tone.
"What a tragedy!" Mumu said consciously, as if he couldn't bear to see the cruel scene that followed, so he turned his head to the side and closed his eyes.
"Roar!"
Bang! Bang! Bang!
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"Ouch!"
Boom! Boom! Click!
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
Mumu When he opened his eyes, he saw a mess in front of him. The snow giant that had shown off its power just now was now kneeling on the ground with a bruised nose and a swollen face, holding its head. Some vague expressions of grievance and fear could still be seen.
"Master, you didn't kill it?" Mumu opened his mouth wide as if he had seen something incredible.
If Madara was moved by the Bodhisattva's heart and kindly let go of this Spirit Beast, Mumu would definitely be the first one not to believe it.
Just in these few days of getting along, Mumu saw how murderous his cheap master was. It can be said that if you can solve it with a knife, you will never solve it with your mouth! Is it a problem that can be solved by killing people?
"It just so happens that it will take some time for us to go north, so it would be good to keep it as a mount!" Madara patted the white snow splashed on his body and said very casually.
However, can Spirit Beast be so obedient to others? Except this weird Nine-Tails fox!
Mumu didn't understand it and didn't delve into it. Instead, he followed Madara in the cave ahead.
What Mumu didn't see was that in the pupils of Spirit Beast's eyes, a scarlet pattern of Sharingan was imprinted in it and slowly rotating.
Although the cave is extremely sheltered from the wind, the temperature is still very cold. As for the Snow Titan that originally lived here, of course it is squatting outside. Anyway, Spirit Beast, who lives locally, is very adaptable to the cold climate and can survive even a night or two of freezing.
"It's still a little cold! Master, can you light a fire?" Mumu tightened his thick clothes and looked at Madara expectantly with his big eyes blinking.
Madara was expressionless on the surface, but he was already scolding in his heart! There are so many things going on. If Shinobi World was in the past, Genin like this would have been abandoned or died!
Madara sighed, he was his disciple after all, wasn't he?
Five minutes later, Mumu and Kurama clung to the wall without daring to move. They said with tears in their eyes, "Master! I don't feel cold anymore. Please use your magical powers!"
"I feel quite warm!" Madara said as he sat by the fire and warmed his hands.
Under the reflection of the black Amaterasu flame, a demon's back stretched out from Madara's back.
Amaterasu Warm up the fire, even a spark can burn you to death! Just asking are you afraid?