
"Hows it? Do you want to challenge it, the most difficult natural trench in the entire Underworld?"
Then, the old man threw a challenge.
"Of course, you can also refuse. Better to come back empty-handed than dead!"
Facing the old man's provocative challenge, Joelson grinned coldly.
"Parents, my life dictionary has no idiom to come back empty-handed!"
Joelson said while sneering.
"Why, did you decide to go down?"
"Yes, Master has made his decision. At the same time, I have also made a decision!"
Godfrey patted his chest.
"Yes, and me!"
Hades waved his dragon wings!
The man, dragon, and soul seemed full of confidence, as if nothing could stop them.
"Good good good!"
The old man said three "good" in a row with an excited expression.
"But..."
However, the old man changed the subject.
"You're not lucky enough ..."
The old man looked at the dark sky and said sadly.
"Huh? What's up?"
Joelson asked in confusion.
“See sky. There are no clouds at all. According to my experience of living here for many years, it may be a snowstorm that only happens once in a hundred years. It will not be weak. This was really not a wise choice.challenging the Wailing Gorge in this kind of weather..."
"What's..."
Godfrey looked at the dark sky and asked in surprise.
"It... This is not a snowstorm!"
Godfrey looked at the heavy snow and the roaring wind.
"Is this really not a blizzard ... The actual blizzard hasn't arrived yet?"
Joelson was surprised.
“Yes, look at the weather. Looks like it'll be coming down soon. A real snowstorm was hundreds of times scarier than this. Snow was bigger than this, and the ice magic contained within the snow would be harder to defend against. It is thought to overturn the castle. The most dangerous thing to do in climbing the canyon is to face turbulence. In a blizzard, the likelihood of turbulence is more than ten times or hundreds of times. In addition, the intensity of turbulence will also increase exponentially. Under such circumstances, the danger of climbing would probably be many times more difficult."
The old man explained to Joelson. Hearing the old man's explanation, Godfrey was shocked. He looked at the dark sky in a daze.
"Hehe, so according to my advice, if you want to challenge, you have to wait until the blizzard passes."
The old man said cheerfully. However, his words were also approved by Godfrey.
"Yes, we're not in a hurry. Let's wait for the storm to pass before we begin the challenge, my lord."
Godfrey said nervously.
"That's true..."
Joelson looked at the black sky. Snowflakes that are about the size of a goose feather. He really could not imagine what would happen when the actual blizzard came.
"Sir, may I ask how long this blizzard will last?"
Joelson asked.
"Snowstorms, at least five years. At most, it would last for twenty to thirty years. It is very common in the land of Everwinter. After all, it would take a long time, and undead and Underworld creatures would not need to eat food. You don't have to rush. My house has a special place for meditation. You can rest well in my house and wait for the blizzard to pass before you challenge me!"
The old man pointed to the house behind him.
"Five years!"
"What'sthis? Just quit after five years?"
Godfrey is also on the verge of collapse.
“Hahaha, young man, don't be too patient. Learn to calm down, learn to let go of the anxiety at heart, and cultivate here briefly to improve your strength, cultivation, and state of mind. What's the matter with you? that?"
"At that time, five years will end in the blink of an eye. The Underworld is full of powerful people. At that time, we will be more confident entering Lorna with that bright gem!"
The old man said patiently, but they both shook their heads.
"No, no, no. Old man, five years is too long. We have urgent things to do. We can't wait until then ..."
Joelson said anxiously.
"Yes, old man, we can't wait that long. Are you sure you're not wrong? How can there be a snowstorm that lasts for five years...?"
Godfrey asked dejectedly, his mood somewhat broken.
"Huh, I'm old. Why would I lie to you?"
The old man waved his hand helplessly.
"I only have a restroom and I don't charge for it. Are you afraid I'll lie to you? I will wait in the Wailing Abyss all day, never seeing the light of day ... "
"Do you think an old man like me needs to steal something from you?"
The old man shook his head
"I'm just an old man. Don't tell me that I will hand over the Wailing Abyss that I have been protecting for thousands of years because of your life?"
The old man said sadly.
"We... We really didn't mean that..."
Godfrey said helplessly. He is also helpless. Godfrey, who had been misunderstood by the old man, was extremely helpless.
"We really have urgent things to pay attention to. We don't underestimate you, old man ..."
Godfrey explained in confusion. However, the more he explained, the more confused he felt.
"Sir, here. We don't want to settle in that mysterious city, Lorna. We want to get into Lorna, actually..."
Seeing Godfrey's puzzled explanation, Joelson did not know whether to laugh or cry as he continued Godfrey's words.
"Oh?"
The old man was confused. He looked at Godfrey and Joelson in surprise.
"You... don't want to settle in the free city of Lorna?"
The old man was very surprised. He had never heard of anyone refusing to settle in Lorna.
"Ah, I know. You want to build a rendezvous point for your troops in Lorna and a fortress for your troops, right?"
After thinking for a while, the old man suddenly seemed to understand. He returned to his smiling appearance and said.
As if he had seen through the other party's trickery, the old man's face was filled with a proud smile.
"No, no, no. Not like that ..."
Joelson took a breath.
"What's that?"
The old man asked confusedly.
"Master..."
Godfrey looked at Joelson with a doubtful gaze, his eyes flickering with flames of doubt.
"Should I confess to the old man ..."
Such a question came to Godfrey's mind.
"Healthy..."