Chapter 648 Battle of Gods

There were bits of ice stuck to Hull's nose, which was red with cold. It was the remains of his exhaled breath frozen by the cold wind of the Ice Sea. As long as he moved a little, he could feel the sting of the ice slicing through the flesh, but he did not mind it. The pain was nothing compared to the hunger in his stomach.

It was too cold, he could not help but shiver uncontrollably. Holding a Mafu rope with his mouth, he freed his hand to hurriedly grabbed dirty, wet hair together and then used the Mafu rope to tie it tightly.

"Damn sea breeze, my hair can never stay dry!" Hull cursed, carefully separating the wet hair from the clothes with Mafu leaves. If the inner layer of the clothes got wet as well, he would be definitely frozen into an ice cube at night. So many people had died this way.

The snow-white Mafu leaves were soft and wide. It made the color of his hair stand out. Black was his hair's color. That was why he was a slave.