The Polar Night Pact

Somewhere in the North Pole.

The bell-ringing priest, Moshide, stood at the edge of the rift array and finally saw the rift in the sky steadily open.

The deviation this time was exactly ten kilometers.

This means that the landing point for the other Destiny Level being teleported at the same time, Lord Xiyu of the Clock Hand Sequence, will also be relatively accurate.

The spatial rift was filled with fluorescent light, and the next moment, a powerful dragon's might emanated from it.

A gigantic figure emerged and fell.

As the lingering effects of the lingering energy dissipated, Yinfei and Moshide went to meet them.

What they saw was a yellowish-brown shadow.

It was a gigantic dragon with an exaggeratedly large size.

His scales had a rough, humid texture, with a faint dark green mist seeping from their crevices. When they landed on the ice, they made a soft hissing sound and melted into murky pits.

Dark lines spread from the side of his neck to his back, flickering with his breath.

At my feet was a huge package.

"Welcome, Lord Miasma Throat!"

Yinfei and Moshide bowed simultaneously.

Miasma Throat shook his head.

The extreme cold and the emptiness of Magicules here made him very uncomfortable.

My mood visibly worsened.

"My lord, the journey is long, let's hurry and set off!" Moshide said.

"Lord Hairspring and Lord Death Knell, we have been eagerly awaiting your arrival!"

"Enough with the nonsense, lead the way!" the Miasma Throat said.

"Yes!"

Just as the two dragons and one person were about to leave, they saw a trail rapidly approaching from the distant ice field.

Snowflakes flew everywhere.

The thing moved very quickly, but there was no sound like the footsteps of an ordinary creature running. There was only a slight rustling sound as it skimmed across the ice.

Upon approaching, the wind and snow parted to both sides.

A creature formed from ice and snow was revealed.

He is about two meters tall and has a slender, tall figure.

At joints such as the shoulders, elbows, and knees, there are sharp, angular, icy protrusions.

His face lacked distinct expression.

Only two faint red dots remained in her eyes.

Ice Descendant Tribe.

Because their voice frequencies are far below the hearing range of humans and Dragon Race.

So the Ice Descendant Tribe simply bowed respectfully and handed over the letter with both hands.

Moshide took the envelope, saw the mark on it, and his face lit up with joy.

"It's a joint magical communication between Lord Hairspring and Lord Death Knell."

Such importance placed on it only added to the Miasma Throat's sense of pride.

He took the letter, unfolded it, and began to read.

****

Pansy.

"Southeast, the range of activity is quite large." The Quail quickly calculated, "Maybe eight hundred, maybe a thousand kilometers."

At the North Pole, all directions are south.

The southeast direction mentioned by the Hechun is not a geographical location, but rather a grid azimuth angle that has been replaced.

Su Ming picked up the communicator.

Chloe, where are you?

The sound of whistling wind came through the communicator.

Chloe was riding on Lanmo's back, flying rapidly towards the target area.

The polar winds slammed against the shield.

With each flap of its wings, Lanmo tore open a grayish-white airflow channel.

Current satellites can already provide meter-level positioning.

Chloe quickly reported her location.

"We're almost there."

Su Ming glanced at the grid map.

Their locations were indeed not far apart.

"Do you have satellite scans?" he asked the satellite control room.

"Yes," an operator quickly reported, "A scan has just been completed, and the data is being synchronized."

"Analyze quickly!"

Satellite imagery data covering 40,000 square kilometers was downloaded from the suspected area where the spatial rift appeared.

The Electricity-Swallowing Beast breaks down, identifies, and labels the data before handing it over to human reviewers.

The current satellite scanning resolution is not high.

But this is an ice cap region.

There are few living organisms, and no disturbances such as vegetation, buildings, or roads.

The unusual target was particularly conspicuous.

Soon, traces of activity and gathering points of groups of wild animals and Feather Race were found.

Seven or eight minutes later, the analysis was not yet fully completed, but the satellite team submitted the results.

Su Ming took a look.

very good.

They are two giant dragons.

Then there's no other possibility.

"This should be Yinfei," said Zijin, pointing to one of the smaller dragon shadows.

"What about the other one?" Su Ming asked.

Zijin shook her head.

"I don't know him."

She stared at the image and added another sentence.

"And Dragon Race don't have such a large size."

Yinfei is no longer young.

But this strange dragon was nearly twice as wide as Yinfei.

The Quail quickly informed Chloe of the situation.

Now, Chloe frowned as well.

Her combat strength is not bad, and the one beneath her is Lanmo, who is at the Saint Rank.

However, the opposing side already has a Saint Rank Yinfei, and now there's another giant fat dragon that has suddenly appeared.

This is no longer a situation where you can just rush in and launch a single attack.

"This situation is very similar in nature to the spatial rift we encountered last time," Chloe said.

"This fat dragon that suddenly appeared must be an Eden descendant."

"Last time it was two people," Zijin said.

"A mage named Kulandeer, and a warrior named Matiasu."

"They were all Pseudo-Saint Rank, and they have already been eliminated."

Chloe replied, "The energy intensity this time is even higher than last time."

She thought about it.

"What's here must be a genuine Saint Rank expert."

****

Su Ming looked at the two dragon-shaped symbols on the screen and pondered the current situation.

The arrival of Eden seems to have a certain degree of randomness.

But it's uncertain whether they simply arrived here or are planning an attack.

But no matter what, we can't just let this go!

Su Ming made a decision.

"Zijin, pull the bone dragon out."

"Let's see if we can launch a double attack."

Zijin nodded and immediately flew out to prepare the bone dragon and its equipment.

"Does the Yinglong ' mech need maintenance?" Beianqi asked.

Su Ming nodded.

"Do it immediately!"

A few more minutes passed.

Another reconnaissance satellite passed overhead.

New scan data was updated, and everyone quickly checked the situation at their previous location.

But the spot was now completely empty.

Soon, the analysts located Yinfei ten kilometers away.

She and another human are moving toward the edge of the ice sheet.

"There's a merchant ship ahead of them," the analyst reported. "Ownership unknown."

"Let the Albacore attack!" Su Ming ordered, "Take care of it!"

The Albacore did not come to the polar regions, but instead waited in the Spinel Port of Northern Ice Island.

"Yes!" a staff member responded and quickly went to relay the instructions.

"What about the big one?" Su Ming frowned.

Because of its distinctive features, the search efficiency for the Electricity-Swallowing Beast has improved significantly.

It quickly acquired its target.

Unlike Yinfei, the larger dragon is heading towards the North Pole!

"Very good, they're heading straight for us!"

Su Ming narrowed his eyes.

Beianqi quickly discovered the problem.

"He flies so fast!"

"Faster than even Saint Rank dragon."

This indicates that the enemy is extremely powerful.

Chloe saw the data and became anxious.

We can't catch him.

"There's simply not enough time to send you support."

Su Ming was pondering a solution when he received a message from Miao Xin.

His brow furrowed even more.

"Bad news."

Su Ming told Beianqi.

"Eden's extraordinary combat power has also been confirmed to have appeared on Earth."

"Its strength also surpasses that of Saint Rank."

"So their situation is very complicated right now."

He paused.

Miao Xin can't come.

*****

Fifteen minutes ago.

Miasma Throat opened the letter.

Fellow Miasma Throat:

Welcome to our interdimensional journey.

Lord of all realms, Your Jörmungandr the Great, gaze upon us.

May His scales obscure the sky, may His long body encircle the stars, and may all the lowly worlds bow down in the love of the Lord God.

Now I have some bad news for you.

The Plundering Clock encountered an unprecedentedly powerful enemy: Su Ming.

He has amazing abilities.

Yexiya, Abigai, Nitelai all fell victim to his cruelty.

They are at the North Pole, carrying out a mysterious operation whose details are yet to be determined.

In short, it's very dangerous, don't go near!

Otherwise, you'll end up like those Clock Hand.

Please leave the North Pole immediately and rejoin us to fight as a team.

Hairspring, eagerly awaited!

Lord Death Knell also stated that everyone must obey the overall situation and not act on their own.

After reading Miasma Throat, the chubby dragon's face scrunched up in a frown.

The more he looked at it, the more uncomfortable he felt.

"We, the noble chief god, are your strongest warriors!"

"Why are you going around those monkeys in the low-magic plane?!"

Moreover, not only did Hairspring not mention it, but he also didn't know.

This important target is actually so close!

"My lord!" Moshide hurriedly said, "This Su Ming is very wicked."

"We suffered losses in several battles."

The Miasma Throat, however, disagreed.

As someone who can become the Clock Hand, his combat intelligence is certainly not low.

"I have just descended from Eden."

The Miasma Throat raised its head, and a wisp of dark green poisonous mist spewed from its nostrils.

"My power is at its peak!"

"Does this mean I have to wait until I fall from the Destiny Level before I can fight?"

"But their bizarre fighting methods are constantly evolving," Moshide continued to advise.

Miasma Throat sneered.

He swung his Dragon Claw claws, and the bundle at his feet disintegrated.

Dozens of armor components flew out and locked together in sections along his neck, chest, abdomen, back, wing roots, and limb joints.

Each leaf has a dark silver and dark green hue, with inward-curving edges.

The Miasma Throat slightly spread its wings, and the heavy dragon armor on its body immediately lit up with rings of eerie green runes.

"Isn't it just a high-speed kinetic energy weapon?"

"Our gods have long ago instructed us to create targeted defensive weapons," Dust Serpent Heavy Armor!

Even Moshide and Yinfei were stunned.

The materials used in this heavy armor are extremely luxurious.

Miasma Throat a deep breath.

"Besides, the Magicules here is very thin, isn't it?"

"My Destiny Level energy cannot be replenished here."

"Their Legendary Magic Power replenishes at a significantly slower rate here as well."

A dangerous, cold glint flashed in the Miasma Throat's vertical pupils.

"Therefore, at this moment, I am the strongest."

"And the enemy is the weakest."

"If we don't fight now, when will we?"

Yinfei and Moshide wanted to persuade them again.

The Miasma Throat, however, had already impatiently spread its dragon wings.

"You all go to the evacuation point and wait for me!"

"I'll be right back!"

The tawny dragon shattered the ice with a powerful stomp, its massive body soaring into the air.

It flew rapidly toward the North Pole.

Moshide and Yinfei exchanged bewildered glances, and in the end, they had no choice but to obey the order.

****

Edge of the ice sheet.

The seawater was as black as a layer of frozen iron.

The floating ice floes covered the sea like shards of silver.

An unmarked merchant ship was bobbing up and down among them.

Yinfei and Moshide had already spotted the ship, which was flying closer.

Her wings were covered with newly grown silver scales.

Upon closer inspection, there were several long, dark scars on the wing membrane.

That was left behind after the ice was torn apart by the last Negentropy.

"Should we leave for a while, or wait here?" Yinfei asked uncertainly.

"Let's get on the ship first," Moshide said.

He glanced around.

"You're too conspicuous on the ice."

Yinfei nodded.

She'd had enough of the cold wind; she was practically frozen.

Unlike the Miasma Throat, it doesn't seem to be afraid of the cold at all.

They were just about to fly to the merchant ship.

Suddenly, Yinfei's dragon eyes narrowed sharply.

Beneath the black surface of the sea in the distance, an excessively straight white trail stretched from afar towards the horizon.

It hurtled towards the merchant ship at high speed!

Yinfei sensed something was wrong and immediately Condensed Light Breath.

A beam of silvery-white light tore through the polar night, striking the watermark.

Boom!

A violent explosion occurred, sending a column of water flying onto the surface.

"That thing is very strange!" Moshide said.

But the next moment, another splash of water appeared nearby.

Yinfei quickly initiated an interception.

But this time it was too late!

A violent explosion occurred as the White Mark met the merchant ship.

The black sea surface first swelled up.

White waves and flames emerged from the bottom of the ship, as if a giant hand had reached out from the icy sea and lifted the merchant ship off the surface.

The deck was raised high, the mast broke, and wooden crates, iron barrels, cables, and wood scraps from the cargo hold flew into the air.

Immediately afterwards, the merchant ship crashed heavily back into the sea.

The ship split in half.

It began to be swallowed by the black ocean.

The shockwave whipped up a white ring of ice, causing the floating ice on the shore to break apart continuously.

"Damn it, we've been discovered by the Final Bone Mad Machines!" Moshide exclaimed.

"But how did they manage to attack from such a distance?" Yinfei was completely baffled.

There were no Final Bone Mad Machines Warships within a few hundred kilometers.

"It's a weapon called a satellite-guided torpedo!"

A loud voice came from above.

Yinfei immediately looked up.

In the black sky of the polar night, she saw a glimpse of icy blue.

"Lanmo!"

A surge of hatred welled up in Yinfei's eyes.

The next moment, Condensed Light Breath and the ice-based breath were released simultaneously.

A silvery-white shimmer rose from the bottom up.

A deep blue cold front descended from above.

The two breaths converged in mid-air, exploding into a shower of light and ice crystals, like a flower blooming in the polar night.

Beauty lasted only a moment.

Lanmo had already swooped down from the air.

His wings folded, and his body resembled a falling ice-blue spear, piercing straight at Yinfei.

Yinfei suddenly turned her body.

Lanmo's claws missed their mark and slammed heavily onto the ice.

Boom!

The ice surface collapsed.

Spiderweb -like cracks spread outwards.

Lanmo raised her head from the icy mist.

On his chest, new blue scales covered the old scars.

"We can settle the score for the ambush you launched last time," Lanmo said.

Same here!

The enormous Yinfei longan fruit turned red.

She only understood it later.

At that time, Lanmo was seriously injured by her sneak attack and forcibly used the entropy ability that she did not fully master.

They've long been all bark and no bite!

If only Yinfei had been a little calmer and bolder back then...

That will allow us to kill Lanmo!

This humiliation felt like a thorn stuck in my heart.

Every time I think about it, it hurts again.

The two dragons looked at each other.

The next instant, they spread their wings almost simultaneously and charged at each other without hesitation.

The silver and ice-blue dragon shadows collided violently under the polar night.

****

On the other side.

Chloe landed opposite the bell-ringer, Moshide.

In the sea, the merchant ship broke in two.

Some spellcasters took to the air, looking disheveled from the blast, and rushed over.

Chloe looked up.

A magic book flew into her hands.

She tossed her gray, feather-like hair and turned to the third page.

Rules for Survival in the Forbidden Zone

The pages lit up.

Tiny runes emerged from the paper, arranged in front of her like chalk writing.

Chloe smiled.

"Now, let's begin class!"