If Gangnan moaned from frostbite to the extent that his fingertips were paralyzed, Gaold suffered a thousand times more than that.

�How can you not even show it?�How are you holding up with that?�

�At this rate, we�ll get tired first.�

Gaold looked back at the guide.

He was an old man with a scar on his face, with a rat-like appearance.

The reason he can roam around Niflheim is because he made a contract with the Ice Spirit with all his wealth.

However, no matter how high the value of the spirit is, if the magic skill is low, the place where you can�t even find it is purgatory.

In the end, the job he could earn was a guide in Niflheim, which had a high probability of death.

As much as risking their lives, the requirements were demanding.

They never get involved in battle, but they have to give 50% of the harvested items here.

There was no way Gaold would accept such an unfair contract, but he changed his mind when he realized that the probability of obtaining the black elixir after the first hunt in Niflheim was lower than expected.

Niflheim was an incredibly large place, and the frequency of meeting evil spirits was surprisingly low.

If you wander like this, you will collapse from exhaustion or freeze to death before you can fill the desired amount.

He decided that it would be better to hit the jackpot by entering �Hell�, where the ruler of Niflheim is located.

�How much further do I have to go?�Hell or something.�

�Oh, if you go this way a little further����.�

The guide who was pointing to the front closed his eyes tightly and shouted, as if he thought that it would not work in the end.

�no!�I can�t go any further!�Let�s go back!�

He was tired of Gaold�s group.

It is a land of death that no one approaches, but there are very few crazy people who enter with the goal of making a fortune.

The guide also explored Niflheim six times with such people.

It was once every two years, but it was a business that would be enough to get one black elixir, and if you get two, you can play for two more years.

Of course, before meeting Gaold and the others, all he had to do was to defeat the ghosts on the outskirts of Niflheim and pray for the black elixir to fall.

However, the current guides were different.

From the beginning, without even looking at the outskirts, he ran straight for Hel for six days, catching close to two hundred Grim Reapers.

Grim Reaper, the strongest evil spirit belonging to the Triple S hunting class in the mainland.

The guide couldn�t help but fall into incontinence when he saw the god of death wielding a huge scythe sitting on a black horse 5 meters tall.

I came all this way because I was fascinated by the fun of dropping the noble black elixir whenever I was bored, but to be honest, I just wanted to go home.

�okay?�Anything you want to finish.�

Gaold obediently agreed. JrNovels.com