When the two returned to the temporary camp, they found that the camp was brightly lit. Milok had lit all the torches that could be lit, and the sleds were lined up to form a semicircular line of defense. Each hunter was holding a gun and on guard, and Scar Wilson was shouting loudly.

"We have to go and see what happened, we can't hide here and pretend to be dead."

Several young hunters had already shown an expression of consciousness, but the fat man was still gnawing on the deer legs unmoved. Yiguo hid in the shadow of the fire with a sled dog, while Milok was dissuading him, "Ragner said..."

"Ragner is too young, what he said may not be right, and maybe the wizard John has already hurt Ragner. That boy is so sinister. I saw it the first time I saw him."

"Haha, your praise really flatters me - Scar Wilson."

Sean's voice made Wilson froze there suddenly. He slowly turned his head and immediately showed an embarrassing expression when he saw Ragner and Sean walking side by side.

He glared at the fat man next to him. This guy obviously should have seen the two of them coming, but he didn't even say a reminder.

"Ragner, what happened? We heard gunshots and explosions..." Milok pointed to the direction of Sulte Camp, where the fire had not yet been extinguished, and the fires reflected the sky red.

Ragner pretended to be relaxed and said: "It's no big deal. It's just that John and I went to destroy the Seltes. They killed too many people, so they took a little time. After all, they had a little more people and they ran around. Fortunately, everything went well, and the Seltes were no longer a threat to us."

Sean unexpectedly looked at Ragner, but he didn't expect that this guy also had a sense of humor.

Everyone showed an incredible look, thinking that they were joking, there were nearly a hundred people in those groups.

Sean did not sabotage Ragner, and he wanted to see the surprised expressions of the people, so he smiled and said, "What he said is true. Don't forget that I am a wizard. A little magic can still be done. Let's rest. We will go over and check it tomorrow morning."

Early the next morning, everyone came to the camp that had been burned to ruins. Looking at the charred corpses everywhere in the camp, the hunters were so surprised that they could not speak.

The tragic situation of these corpses is shocking. Some were shot to death, but some looked a little scary. Scar Wilson looked at a broken body on the ground in fear. The identity of this person was no longer distinguishable. Only from the still-complete boots, he should have been a Sultan before his death. His death looks very miserable. It looked like a monster decided to eat him, but he thought he was not delicious, so he chewed a few bites and spitted him out.

Vomit! A young hunter finally couldn't help but run aside and vomited. Usually this situation would cause a burst of ridicule, but this time no one laughed at him. Even Milok, who had experienced the big scene, looked shocked.

They looked at Sean with a little more awe in their eyes—a reverence for the true mysterious power.

"What a pity these furs." Milok used the barrel to pick up a piece of charred fur that had been completely burnt. These Sults collected a large amount of fur. Although they were all not very valuable deer skin, the quantity was large enough to make them return with a full load this time.

Unfortunately, they are now destroyed by fire.

"What should we do now? The Vaughan Valley has been completely destroyed. I am afraid that it will not be restored for ten years. Without prey, those beasts will not come again."

"We continue to go north and continue to complete our winter hunting."

"I have a hunch that we will have good luck this year, and this hunt will definitely bring enough prey to all of us back in full capacity."

He was full of confidence and his eyes were full of expectations.

So after collecting some available supplies, the hunting team set off again.

Five days later—

"Damn it, there's nothing!" Milok stood on a pile of raised rocks, looking around through the telescope in his hand. To the south is a sparse forest covered with snow, and to the north is an endless snow field, without any trace of animal activity.

He put down his telescope and shook his head. In such a ghost place, even a direwolf could not survive.

He climbed down from the pile of rocks, almost falling down because the ice and snow covered on the pile of rocks were covered.

After finally falling to the ground, he waved his hand at the young hunter who wanted to help him, "I'm old. Winter hunting is not suitable for an old man like me. I will not come next year. Let's go back and take advantage of the fact that those animals have not eaten up all the supper."

He greeted the young hunter behind him and walked back. When the two of them finally returned to the camp, they immediately smelled the scent of the stew.

"Come to Milok, I've left you supper," Sean shouted, pointing to the stew pot on the fire.

"Haha, you're still good enough John, I know that I'm not making friends with you."

Milok said as he took the wooden bowl containing the stew and drank the hot broth in big mouthfuls. In the snow and ice, nothing could make people more energetic than this.

"Have you found anything?" Ragner asked.

Milok swallowed the venison in his mouth and shook his head, "No, nothing, this damn land seems to have been cursed by the gods, and he didn't even see a rabbit."

Ragner nodded, and he looked at the nearest sled car, which had been eaten up and was therefore used as a sled with fur. Now there are only a few deer skins brought from the Vaughan Valley, a ghostly bobcat skin, three ferret skins, and a snow leopard skin. The snow leopard was hunted three days ago and has never opened since.

The current harvest can be said to be pitifully small, but Ragner is not in a hurry. He has seen the power of the devil, and this time they will definitely return with a full load. He can even get better harvests than winter fur, which only takes a little time.

He was a little unsure where to go next, so he looked at Sean.

If he was just hunting, he naturally had his own ideas, but he could feel that they were pursuing something in the dark, maybe the witch could give some more advice.

Sean slowly drank the broth, took out an apple from his pocket and started to chew it. He no longer concealed his "magic". Since he had confirmed his identity as a wizard, then enjoy the convenience.

"John, do you have any suggestions?"

Sean nodded, "Should I look at the map first."

He opened the map and looked carefully in the firelight, but the thoughts in his mind were diverging, recalling the scene in the dream.

The devil's prophecy undoubtedly implies that this time they will definitely be able to find the residence of the gods, the mysterious temple of Nord, and even contact the power of God. The power that the devil promised to Ragna was obviously located in the temple.

Therefore, he also had more confidence in his goal this time, which was also an unexpected gain.

He still remembers the terrain around the Temple of the Gods, with the sea in the distance, mountains in the near distance, a valley among the mountains, and hazy fog.

These conditions are put together, making it easy for him to narrow the scope of his target on the map.

First of all, it must be a place close to the sea. He glanced at the map, but frowned again. The coastline of the North Sea was full of plains and there were no mountains, which was a bit strange.

Finally his eyes fell on a dot on the map, which represented a village or town. Considering that it would be unpaid for people to freeze to death in that extreme north, he prefers to be just a small fishing village.

"Let's go here-Ace Town."

Looking at the direction Sean pointed, Milok questioned, "There are no decent beasts in that area, only fish, and the sea has long been frozen, and there are no fish. If you are lucky, you may encounter one or two white bears, but the locals have already killed all the white bears nearby. Are we going to hunt seals?"

Ragner supported Sean without reservation, "I also think I can go to Ace Town to see it. Even if there is no prey, it's okay to go and repair it."

These words made everyone look at each other. The town is more than a hundred miles away from it and is located in the north. They have never been so deep in the ice field before. Even if they really get supplies, the extra supplies will be enough to consume them on the way back and forth, which is really not worth the effort.

Ragner was extremely determined, "Of course I have my reasons. Have I disappointed you before?"

"Yes, I remember fighting with people in Nordrim that year."

"And that year, the winter hunting was trapped in the river valley."

"There was also the boss who sent someone to collect taxes that year, and you—"

Several people took turns to tell Ragna's dark history in the past, and Ragna's face became increasingly ugly, "Enough, I have decided, just go to Ace Town. As the captain, I have this right. If you are not satisfied, you can change a team leader next year."

Everyone could only nod helplessly.

After lunch, the team set off again.

Soon the surroundings became more desolate, with fewer and fewer trees, and even the most tenacious birch trees gradually disappeared.

There is only an endless cold snow field around, and the dry and cold wind blows on your body, like sandpaper grinding your skin.

Fortunately, the road was quite flat, and the dogs ran fast on the cold and hard ground, heading towards the north.

It took more than 80 miles in two days, and one day it should be able to reach the destination, and everyone was not as resistant as before.

No matter how it is said that it is a good thing to be able to see the villages and towns where humans live and to obtain rare recreation.

Early the next morning, the team continued to move towards Ace Town. The weather was fine in the morning. When it was almost noon, small snowflakes floated in the sky, and the sky gradually became gloomy. Light gray clouds covered the sky, covering the pale sunshine in the extreme north.
Chapter completed!