Cold Clouds

Chapter 419 Sventovit

"Within this range, one day in the outside world is equivalent to five years here," Lin Xiaoxiao gestured, indicating that Shuang Huaxun should stay in this circular range with a radius of about one meter, and took out a mustard seed bag, "This is the fasting pill I refined. One pill can last for ten days, so it has the weight of twenty years."

"You don't have to worry about getting tired of it, because there are different flavors here. I don't know how many flavors I have refined... probably enough," Lin Xiaoxiao continued, "Just eat it. If you don't like it, you can change to another flavor."

"You must strictly follow the cultivation standards I gave you, or you will die from refining your blood and essence randomly," Lin Xiaoxiao pointed at the bottles, jars and notebooks, "If Bingyue sends you a message through her spirit, just reply. Anyway, I told her that you will always be with me."

"If she used a messenger pigeon or something, I can just make a puppet with the same aura and appearance as you later."

Shuang Huaxun was a little overwhelmed by these words. She didn't understand why Lin Xiaoxiao gave her so many things.

"Are you wondering why I arranged so many things for you?" Lin Xiaoxiao tilted her head and looked at Shuang Huaxun, waving her hand, "Don't think too much. That old woman wanted to kill me, so it's okay for me to want to kill her, right? And since you also want to kill her, there's nothing wrong with helping you, and I can even do you a favor."

"Besides, I think there's nothing to do now if I wait for the other side to make the first move."

Shuang Huaxun obviously didn't quite understand Lin Xiaoxiao's way of thinking. She still looked confused and a little bewildered.

Then... let's just leave it at that... Shuang Huaxun looked at the bottles and jars in silence again. To be honest, those were Lin Xiaoxiao's own blood and martial arts... She was a little resistant and uneasy... And the martial arts in the front were all from those super powerful ones... Lin Xiaoxiao's own was placed at the end...

"What's wrong?" Lin Xiaoxiao tilted her head and asked Shuang Huaxun, "Are you worried about my blood?"

Lin Xiaoxiao sighed, muttering something like "I really won't believe it at first," and then gradually let go.

Without the use of spiritual power, pure blood and pressure gradually covered the space, and the roar of dragons and the cry of phoenixes could be heard faintly. Lin Xiaoxiao looked at Shuang Huaxun who was unable to move and said, "Are you okay? I only used about 1% of my strength."

Now I believe it. After Lin Xiaoxiao withdrew her pressure, Shuang Huaxun finally recovered her breath and panted. This pressure was terrifying enough... One percent? What kind of monster was this person in front of her?

"That's it for now. You practice first. I'll contact you if there's anything. Of course, you can also contact me if you have anything." Lin Xiaoxiao took out a token and gave it to Shuang Huaxun. "Since your mental power is only at the level of being able to passively start a conversation, you just need to drop this token and I'll be able to sense it, and then I'll send you a mental message."

Lin Xiaoxiao opened a space crack and walked outside: "Bye~"

Lin Xiaoxiao returned to the room and immediately refined a puppet that had the same aura and appearance as Shuang Huaxun and could communicate, then she lay down on the bed with satisfaction.

Eh~ Nothing happened, she is very relaxed now. As long as several divine shadows don’t come together or Ymir and Luo Tianhe come in person, there should be no problem.

Of course, it is not impossible to increase her strength, but this is still under Ding Cun's control, and Huan Chi is also very powerful.

Although I seem to have heard that the last time he went to challenge Luo Tianhe, he was beaten back by Feng Mingyue and his men.

Well, it doesn't matter. At worst, we can just open a portal and get a cart of bread men over. Anyway, we have the soul-summoning banner and can bring back those who died suddenly at any time... Unless the one who comes is really a pinnacle existence like Ymir in mythology, there shouldn't be any real casualties.

……

"So... you can't handle it?" A deep and majestic voice sounded in the empty environment. Luo Tianhe stood aside silently. He was not the one who communicated with the owner of this voice.

Or to put it another way... in the other party's opinion, he is not qualified to connect with them.

"I have to stay in the camp. I can't spare any extra manpower to deal with that girl. We must not let her grow up any more." Ymir held her chin up and looked at the space crack in front of her. "Nidhoggr, Belstek and a newcomer will go with you, my friend."

"Belstek? Ah, I have some impression of him... Nidhogg is the black dragon, right?" The deep voice spoke slowly, "Don't you have a fellow like the sun over there? Where is it?"

"You mean Cthugha? It's preparing some big move, and I guess it won't be able to catch up with this operation," Ymir said calmly. "What do you think?"

"Well... okay, I'll consider it a favor for you." A tall man riding a white horse slowly walked out of the space crack, with cavalry following him one after another.

Three hundred riders were lined up on both sides, and the face of the tall man who walked out of the space crack became clear. He actually had four faces, a spear on his back and a long sword on his waist.

"Who is that newcomer? Introduce him to me," the tall man said slowly, "Also, I, Sventovit, the Supreme God of Gods, would like to welcome and worship him at once."

Sventoveit is the god of war in the Slavic mythology along the Baltic Sea. He is the god above all gods and the supreme god. Now his shadow has come to this world.

"This guy is the 'prey'? Hmm..." Sventovit took the scroll of Lin Xiaoxiao given by Luo Tianhe, looked at it for a while and threw it away, "I hope it won't spoil my fun."

“This is the god who has just come to this world and is going to cooperate with you this time…” Luo Tianhe pushed the door open, and it was dark inside.

Sventovit frowned slightly. The lights in the room slowly came on. A man who was as tall as him and exuded an aura of death was sitting on a throne. The man looked up at Sventovit and suddenly laughed.

"Another Supreme God? Okay, okay..." The man stood up and extended his hand to Sventovit, "Nice to meet you. I'm Mort."

"A god of death who once killed the Supreme God alone."

[“Take your cloud, your wind, your storm, and your rain!” Mot declared, “So that you can be counted as one of those who go down into the earth, and everyone will know that you are dead!”] - This is Mot, the god of death who killed Baal, the supreme god of his own universe.

……

"Hiss..." Lin Xiaoxiao sat up straight and suddenly felt a chill on her back.

Something feels a little off.