The defeated saint is also on the way to tame the evil god today

　At that time, she acted almost entirely on her instincts—dragon instincts. Hunting, killing, everything was innate.

　Later, as Alice took her to the Citadel, she gradually integrated into human society. She seemed to gradually shed her barbaric exterior, and the beauty of her intelligence conquered her, allowing her to survive in this world as a human.

　And now, when Vivian walked alone in the dense forest again, she could hear every rustle in the bushes, she could feel the wild animals running a hundred meters away, and she could hear every sound of birds flapping their wings among the branches.

　Those hunting instincts have never left her. The cloak of civilization may cover them up, but it will never forget them.

　""

　After walking in the woods for a long time, Vivian heard rustling sounds coming from the front.

　She spread her senses and sensed some human shouts - a black shadow was running through the jungle, with an extremely strong extraordinary aura chasing him rapidly behind him.

　Is the woodcutter on the mountain in danger...? Vivian's eyes narrowed, and she immediately rushed to the source of the sound.

　She leaped quickly through the dense forest and soon arrived at the source of the disturbance.

　In a woodland, a young man was running for his life, holding an axe for chopping wood.

　Behind him, a humanoid monster covered in a pale exoskeleton was chasing him, its gray claws constantly tearing through obstacles in the woods.

　The young man saw the girl coming towards him and immediately stretched out his hand and shouted:

　“…Run!”

　The next second, he saw the girl kick her feet slightly, and her body shot out like an arrow, passing by him.

　"Clang!" The sound of metal exploding rang out behind the young man, accompanied by a gust of wind blowing through the woods.

　The young man turned around suddenly and was surprised to find that the thin girl was in a stalemate with the pale monster with a silver sword. The blade and the claws were in a stalemate, and sparks were constantly rubbing against each other.

　"Zizzizi..."

　Vivian exerted force suddenly, and with a "hiss!", a burst of sparks erupted, and the pale monster took two steps back.

　She swung the silver sword lightly and slashed continuously—

　"Dang! Dang! Dang!"

　The monster staggered backward, constantly blocking with its claws, and its steps became faster and faster.

　During the continuous attack, Vivian's eyes focused, and she swung the silver sword, finding a flaw -

　"bass--"

　The sword swung out a brilliant ice-blue flame, instantly cutting off the monster's claws.

　The pale creature instantly lost its balance. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Vivian rushed forward. Her slender legs outlined by white silk instantly burst out at an extremely fast speed, accurately sweeping across the monster's feet.

　With one kick, the monster's body flipped backward and remained suspended in the air, completely losing all its defenses.

　At this moment, Vivian's eyes focused, and ice flames ignited on the blade, and then a beautiful spinning slash was made -

　"bass--"

　The monster's body was split into two in the air. The upper half flew backwards and fell heavily to the ground, while the lower half rolled over and staggered to stand on the ground.

　Stand firm...?

　A trace of solemnity appeared between Vivian's brows. She watched the monster's lower body slowly stand firm on its feet, and the flesh and blood at its waist began to boil.

　And in the midst of the boiling, ice-blue flames burst out!

　"!"

　The moment she saw Bingyan, Vivian opened her mouth in disbelief.

　It is ice

　An extraordinary monster with flame as its source?

　She watched the ice flame burst forth and transform into a blurry human figure in mid-air, from which pale bones slowly emerged.

　In just such a short time, about 50% of its lost upper body was reconstructed!

　this...

　Just as Vivian was at a loss, she heard a young man shouting from behind:

　"Use fire! It can only be killed by fire! But there is no fire here! Run!"

　Vivian turned her head and was surprised to find that the boy had not run away.

　"Go to a safe place first!" she shouted.

　"No! I can't let a girl face the Ice Flame Demon here alone!"

　The boy roared, pulled out a crudely made wand from his waist, and waved it a few times in an unprofessional manner.

　The fire strings sounded, and flames burst out from the air along with the notes, exploding towards the pale things like tadpoles.

　Such a weak attack made Vivian a little stunned for a moment - this attack, which was almost at the level of second-string magic, could it really cause any damage to this kind of monster?

　However, a scene that surprised Vivian happened.

　"Zizzizi!"

　The pale thing took two steps back, and the flames pierced its newly born pale surface, immediately turning the pale texture into a wisp of green smoke.

　It really works!

　"Do you know Fire String Magic? Any fire can be used!" the boy shouted. "The Ice Flame Demon is very afraid of fire after being cut! Only a huge fire can destroy it!"

　"Fire string magic..." Vivian murmured, "No..."

　"Then let's run!" The boy held his head in fear. "Without fire, it's impossible... Eh!?"

　He stopped talking mid-sentence when he saw a cluster of ice-blue flames burst out from Vivian's hand.

　In the previous battle, he seemed to have seen a faint flash of ice blue, but because the speed was too fast, he could not confirm it.

　And now, when the ice-blue flame burned on the girl's hand in front of him, the boy's eyes were filled with incomparable astonishment.

　"Ice, ice, ice...Ice Flame?"

　He stammered and pointed at Vivian, the expression on his face gradually replaced by fear.

　"you..."

　"This fire should be okay, right?"

　After Vivian finished speaking, she turned around and threw the ice flame at the pale thing.

　The moment the ice flame was thrown, the pale thing turned and fled, so fast that Vivian was stunned.

　But before it could escape a few steps, the pale bones on its surface began to melt, and the ice flames in its body quickly converged towards the small flame thrown by Vivian, as if the small flame had a strong suction force.

　The next second, the ice flame hit the pale thing—

　"Zizi!"

　The ice flame burned fiercely, quickly absorbing the pale creature's newly reconstructed body and causing it to collapse towards the center.

　In the blink of an eye, the pale object completely turned into a small ice-blue dot and then collapsed and disappeared.

　Weiweian turned her head, smiled at the young man, and said:

　"It's okay now."

　But then, she found that the boy raised his wand and pointed it at her.

　“You, you, don’t come over here!” The young man shouted as he stumbled back. “Ice… the remnant of Ice Flame! You are the remnant of Ice Flame! Right!”

　"...Huh?" Vivian frowned. "I just saved you? Are you kidding me... Hey! Don't run!"

　The boy turned and ran, and before leaving he swung his wand, shooting out tiny sparks of fire.

　Vivian waved her hand casually, and her spiritual pressure disintegrated the flames. She looked at the boy's shadow running away quickly, and subconsciously wanted to catch up with him, but in the end she just stayed where she was.

　"The remnants of the ice flame..." she murmured softly, recalling the ice flame that burst out from the pale object.

　That monster was obviously the one Ruan Lili mentioned... those monsters hiding above the ice and snow line, but it ran below the ice and snow line... ?

　Vivian knew that if she hadn't arrived, the boy would definitely not be able to outrun the pale thing. He might die here today and become food for the monster.

　He's afraid of ice flames... which isn't surprising...

　Vivian pursed her lips and then sighed softly.

　Ice flame...synonymous with evil...

　Is the same true for the blood in my body?

　Just as Vivian was lost in thought, she suddenly heard a roar coming from not far away.

　She jumped onto the treetop and looked up, only to see white mist rising from the mountains above the snow line, roaring towards the woodland below.

　Avalanche?

　Vivian's ice-blue vertical pupils widened slightly, and her vision rapidly expanded under the drive of extraordinary power, sweeping across the avalanche fog.

　Then, she saw a little bit of light ice blue from the mist.

　The sealed pale thing fell through the ice and snow line through an avalanche...?

　But why did the avalanche happen suddenly?

　Vivian didn't have time to think. She spotted the direction of the avalanche and quickly jumped over the treetops, heading towards it.

　She didn't want those pale things to hurt anyone.

　"call--"

　At the entrance of the small settlement on the edge of the woods, woodcutters and hunters were busy expanding fortifications, digging deep pits and placing wooden stakes.

　On the watchtower, a man in a bearskin coat looked at the avalanche rushing in the distance with a solemn expression.

　"This is the third avalanche this month..." he murmured softly, "Another

　Once... that evildoer really wants to destroy my race?"

　The area close to the ice and snow line is the area with the richest resources in the entire Junshan Mountains, including solid wood, fresh and fat game, and some extraordinary creatures with a small amount of extraordinary source.

　These supplies were exchanged for a large amount of resources for local woodcutters and hunters, and there was not much risk in hunting, so most settlements were located in areas close to the ice and snow line.

　However, their greed did not stop there: even though the resources on the ice and snow line were more abundant, no one ever dared to set up a settlement there.

　The reason is simple: that's where "they" rest in peace.

　Once upon a time, the ice and snow line was like an absolute barrier, with the upper and lower parts not interfering with each other. Except for a few explorers who were willing to risk their lives to explore above the ice and snow line, there were almost no deaths caused by extraordinary factors in the Junshan area.

　But in recent months, this balance has been broken.

　The first avalanche occurred almost half a year ago. It seemed that due to the changes on the other side of the ocean, the avalanche caused by the psychic turbulence struck, bringing some dormant objects below the ice and snow line.

　From that day on, the settlement has never been at peace.

　Those sleeping pale creatures woke up from their dreams, they roamed in the dense forests, hunting innocent mountain people.

　According to ancient methods, the mountain people used fire to deal with the monsters. Sufficient fire could burn them into collapsed ashes, but not every mountain person had the ability to create that level of fire.

　At least only four-string wizards have this ability.

　Therefore, the mountain people can only carefully plan their living areas and try their best not to touch the areas where the pale creatures appear in order to avoid conflicts.

　But with the second avalanche, this balance was broken again.

　Now, facing the third avalanche, the mountain people's living conditions have reached the limit: this avalanche is precisely heading towards their safest forest area. If they cannot resist it, they may have to retreat to lower altitude areas in the future.

Chapter 435: Seeking Scales (Part 5) -4k- (Two Updates in One)

　The rushing white mist tore through the outline of the forest with overwhelming force. The thousand-year-old pines collapsed like dominoes under the rushing mist and were submerged in the vast white snow.

　At the entrance of the settlement, a defense line consisting of wooden stakes and deep pits has been dug. Some wizards use their wands to create sparks and ignite the wooden spikes at the bottom of the deep pit.

　Fire is the only way to restrain those pale things, but for the mountain people, this little flame is really not enough to give them the confidence to survive.

　But no matter what, perseverance has always been the way of survival for the Yanxia people.

　"Rumble..."

　Seeing the rushing white fog approaching, the leader wearing a bearskin coat jumped from the watchtower and landed on the ground.

　He rubbed the axe with a wand made of black rock, and a raging fire gushed out from the axe and burned around the axe blade.

　"Fire!" the leader shouted.

　At the rear of the camp, crude fire string cannons were pushed up and fired at full capacity: