A dragon head suddenly appeared in the not particularly surging river, which naturally could not be hidden from the Frost Giants. Koch, who was being laughed at by his tribe, saw the White River and roared in anger.

"That's it! Cunning, insidious, evil bad seed! I have never seen a white dragon that sets traps in a cave! I must catch him! Let him taste my hatred and anger!"

Koch's roar made the Frost Giants laugh even more harshly. They kept laughing at him, but they soon discovered that this white dragon hatchling was different and all paid attention to the white dragon!

"Ah! What a strong little cub! Catch it quickly!"

"His head is so big! He looks very smart! Talros! He is mine!~"

"No! I want to kill him!" Koch roared, and his heart was even more furious:

He was originally mine! Mine!

Anger made Koch even more manic. In his mania, he seemed to hear the roar of Storm Lord Talros. A huge force drove him into the river. The water barely covered his shoulders. He strode towards Baihe, but the clever frost giant had already prepared a huge net for fishing downstream. Several large stones splashed a huge splash in the center of the river. Erha rushed out from the bottom of the river manically and shouted at the frost giant on the shore.

Needless to say, it's time to test the skin color.

Watching the frost giant rushing over in an instant, Baihe's mind was racing.

The SSR artifact that has cooled down to a certain point, why wait any longer?

He roared and sent a signal to Erha. Erha was stunned for a moment, and then ran away like a Hong Kong reporter. This was the signal they had agreed to leave separately. For many days, they had used this method many times to confuse the beasts that they could not fight temporarily, but at this moment, Baihe told him to run for his life.

Since there was a way to get out, he didn't mind helping this loyal dog who had been working hard since birth.

He roared, leaped up from the river, and spit out dragon breath at the group of frost giants who rushed into the glacier. With his deliberate training, the cold air he exhaled was very condensed, and the icy power quickly ignited the anger of the frost giants. They instantly abandoned the fleeing Erha - this dragon was too thin and looked like it had no sense of existence. In comparison, Baihe's image was more stylish. It would be very face-saving to catch it and continue to laugh at Koch, the poor guy.

Baihe spit out "destiny" from his mouth without hesitation.

The twenty-sided dice bounced high into the sky, and Baihe prayed secretly that the European emperor and the non-African chiefs would be defeated in this move.

The CD of this artifact made by an unknown "observer" had been turned on a few days ago. Originally, the infinite flow of gameplay allowed a charlatan like him who was familiar with the plot to sneak in and kill people and steal treasures. It was the best shortcut to pass the level and upgrade, but what was "matching the danger level with the value"? This concept made him hesitate to make up his mind. Although he always claimed to be a lucky guy, what if he got pitted?

He was not sure that the living environment after passing through would be better than the Great Glacier.

However, it had to be used when it was needed.

Baihe was caught on the head by a frost giant who threw him into the river with a big net. He watched the dice that seemed to have no weight but was so big that it rolled in the sky for more than ten weeks and sank to the bottom of the river. The bright numbers above made Baihe spit out a mouthful of old blood.

Should I be so lucky?

Bai Long wanted to cry but had no tears. An inexplicable huge suction force sucked him from the center of the black dice. What he saw at the end made him laugh and cry. Erha, who had flown far away, seemed to have not received Baihe's response for a long time, and flew back. Baihe could only sigh that good intentions could not save the damned ghost. With a little regret, he disappeared in this space under the astonished gaze of a group of frost giants.

The dark portal disappeared, and the dice with 20 flashed twice in the river, and then disappeared without a trace, as if it had hidden its traces. A group of frost giants searched for it relentlessly, and even asked the shaman and warlock for magic, but still found nothing.

The Great Glacier had a sunny day. On this day, a rumor quickly spread among the Frost Giants who were hunting in the traditional "Ice Hunting Month": a strange white dragon hatchling appeared in the nearby Great Glacier. It was not only smarter, stronger and more cunning than ordinary white dragons, but also seemed to have a magical treasure that could teleport and escape in times of danger. However, as the pursuit was fruitless, this matter gradually became a joke. The Frost Giant Koch was called a "coward who couldn't even deal with a little white dragon" and became a common laughing stock of the Ice Skin Tribe and the nearby Frost Giant Tribe.

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His face was so pale that when he rolled a 20 on the dice, Baihe felt a deep pain in his balls.

This was the "highest risk world" marked by the so-called observer, and he would stay here for 120 days.

What kind of world would this be?

Baihe, whose body was squeezed and paralyzed during the crossing, secretly pondered that according to his many years of ACG experience, this world must contain a lot of dangerous factors to be called the so-called "highest risk".

As dangerous as Resident Evil and School Apocalypse?

A few zombies, at most a nuclear bomb to wipe out the ground, too weak, especially the previous generations of biochemical, which did not even create a continental ecosphere crisis. An ordinary person injected with evolutionary agents can be invincible in it. Lickers, tyrants, etc., will they be as cruel as this dragon when they grow up? Obviously impossible.

Wasteland?

Well, this involves the end of the world and the great changes in the ecosphere. Such a disaster situation may be considered serious. At least considering the strength and size of Angdalamo, he should not be a match for the death claws without flying and breathing. It is hard to predict the outcome of a head-on fight with the mecha troops. Encountering various black technologies is even more life-threatening. However, after thinking about it, this danger level seems to be worse than the Great Glacier. It can't reach 20, and it may be less than 15.

Thunderbolt?

Thinking of the endless alternate dimensions and perverted masters, the ever-changing world history, the ever-expanding power system, the increasingly perverted plot since Shi Su until the real protagonist also played a supporting role or even sent a pseudonym to steal the show, what about the Buddha's double-bodied demon Buddha Po Xun, the death god Tian Ce Bento Emperor, which one is not a person who destroys the world?

If such a world is rated as dangerous 20, it seems to be a bit possible, but Baihe still feels that it is not good enough.

After thinking about it, Baihe has a creepy realization: it seems that only the huge danger that reaches the level of world destruction or even universe destruction can be qualified to be called the so-called dangerous 20.

What kind of world is this? I haven't woken up yet. Will I miss the plot and end up gameover with the world? That's really unfair. Frost giants are really impossible to cultivate. If I have the life to go back, I must see and kill one by one.

He didn't realize that this sudden idea made him a nightmare for the northern frost giants.

Bai He gradually felt something was wrong as his body could not be awakened. It seemed that he had fallen into a frozen or hibernating state for some reason, which meant that the external environment was extremely harsh. What if he could not wake up?