Just as Brando was heading to the Spiral Hall, an exhausted Knight Order was passing through the gleaming ice forest. The forest is silent in the silver-clad world, and every branch that grows from the snow-white trunk is crystal clear and fragile like glass, and with a light touch, it will be completely turned into powder with a click.
The heavy footsteps range from far to near, and the steps of different depths show the owner's tension.
Then came the rustling sound that followed, like a worm crawling under the grass, but it was actually the gentle footsteps of some four-legged beast.
"These damn it!" The young knights of the Knights of Folding Swords gritted their teeth and cursed, turning around and drew out their long swords.
In the next moment, a demon with white fur emerged from the darkness—it was a snow-white wolf, all white, except for a pair of cold eyes that shone with burnt yellow light; the wolves passed through the thorny thorny forest and roared low. The knights attacked from the bushes, under the snowdrifts, and from all directions.
At that moment, time seemed to stand still, with the whistling winter wolf on the one hand and the roaring knight on the other.
"Fifteen heads."
"Seven heads here."
The winter wolf's pounce was frozen in the cold air, and then a long and bright blade pierced its throat, and then retracted like lightning. The white beast rolled and fell to the edge of the bush.
The knights stepped back neatly, leaving a long row of corpses quietly flowing with dirty black blood. Black smoke rose from the monster's body and disappeared completely in a blink of an eye.
The wolves pass over their own corpses like a rolling snow wall. They stand side by side with a low whistle, and their silver hair is windless. Accompanied by the low roar of these demons, the dark magic in the forest is gathering at a speed visible to the naked eye. stand up.
The magical power formed a entangled faint blue curve, and then condensed into a crystal clear ice prism. The ice ridge was suspended in the air for a moment, and the next moment it rushed toward the face like a storm.
"Ma-Sha-on-on!"
Accompanied by a hoarse roar, a halo unfolded from the knights of the folding sword knights. The knights waved their long swords to smash the ice edge, and a few of them would also hit the armor through the gap of the sword. Halo was crushed to pieces and exploded into a cloud of ice mist.
Brende frowned and punched the Winter Wolf's open blood basin mouth, almost knocking it back with a punch, along with the splashing blood and broken teeth. Then he turned back with a sword, and slashed it on the long and narrow cheek of the winter wolf who was waiting for an opportunity to bend and pounce, leaving a bone-bearing wound there.
The beast whimpered, turned around with a bloody wound and fled, and disappeared into the darkness in a blink of an eye.
"Hahahaha," Alaya's rough laugh came from one side. Brende looked in that direction and saw that his companion was full of blood and killed a wolf. He laughed loudly: " They bite me, I bite it, what is fairness, this is fairness. So I like to fight, regardless of birth, everyone is equal, Brende."
He was wrapped in thick gauze around his neck, and his face was as pale as paper. There were bloodstains leaking from the injured place last night, but this could not stop his violent temper and loud voice. In fact, someone stopped him from Get up on the stretcher and join the fight.
Brende frowned. "What about your upbringing, Alea."
"I only have education for the educated people, who knows how to teach a dog." Alaya replied nonchalantly.
"This is not a dog, this is a wolf." Rollo corrected.
"it's the same."
Brende didn't bother to pay attention to these two guys. He threw away the blood dripping from the dark steel blade and looked around. The forest was like a black hole in the illusion, and the shadows of white beasts were all near and far.
In the further direction, the graceful stag was parked on a snow-white rock, as if waiting for them to move on.
Since tracking it, they have been trekking in the snow for several hours, and the winter wolves have been tracking them in the forest for one night. Everyone is cold and sleepy, all supported by will.
Like the Eruins, the Cruz people are also superstitious that these rare and graceful creatures in the forest will bring good luck. This stag indeed leads them through the dark forest all night to find a path that they can walk on. , As if being blessed by a god in the dark.
However, the good times did not last long. At this moment, the sky had gradually cleared, and the first ray of morning dawn appeared in the eastern sky. Everyone could see a long white wall that appeared in the sky a few miles away—a glacial cliff straddling the forest canopy. Its crystal-clear ice gleamed in the morning light.
The glacier pressed heavily against Brende's chest, making his heart bang.
Is there really a way ahead
Freya panted slightly, and her bright beige eyes were also full of doubts.
"Two ladies, I'm afraid there is no way ahead, what should I do next!" a knight of the folding sword knights shouted loudly.
"There is no road. The glacier can't be continuous. Since the stag has brought us here, it means there must be some way to get around it." Little Pello replied.
This sickly young Cruz man wrapped in a thick bearskin coat, holding a rapier in one hand and a crossbow in the other, fighting in no way inferior to his companion. Many winter wolves had fallen under his feet, and every wound was killed by one blow.
Seeing other people shifting their eyes to him, little Pello continued to answer slowly: "Just find the natural edges of these glaciers broken—"
"Will there be?" Freya couldn't help but blurt out, and then covered her mouth. Such unconfident words really didn't seem to come from the commander.
"There will be," Little Pello only glanced at Freya, and replied confidently, "If it is indeed a naturally formed glacier."
"What if not?" Alea stepped up two steps and caught up from behind, just in time to hear this conversation.
The sick young man glanced at him, but did not answer.
Alea opened his mouth. He was not afraid of Brend, who was born in a noble family, and even in front of the eldest son of the emperor. The reason was that he couldn't figure it out.
But this doesn't mean that he can stop talking with his big mouth. He thought for a while and complained: "If you want me to say, we shouldn't believe in a deer. I really don't know what you think in your head."
"Sorry, this is my decision." Freya stood up and replied.
"I'm not targeting you, Commander. I'm just a little surprised. So many of us seem to have been attacked by evil, and no one raised any objections at that time." Alea replied, the one from Eruin. The commander lady is far inferior to them, and her tactical level can only be said to be average, but this does not mean that they can disrespect her.
If it weren't for investigating the cause of death of Anika and the others, she wouldn't have been caught in this trap.
At least she has the consciousness and courage to be a commander, this feeling is very much like they often feel in Veronica.
"This is the peculiarity of the whole thing." After repelling the wave of Winter Wolf's attack, Brund also came over: "Alea, we Cruz and Eruin listen to the stag. Legend has it that the stags in the dark forest, like the unicorns, are the incarnations of goodness and order. They have guided the Lord of Flames, and have also guided Eke, and are here to guide us again today. You were not standing at the time. I came out to oppose it because I also agreed with this in my heart."
"Nonsense." The rough knight curled his lips.
"Alea, you Inner people have never heard of the legend of stag, which is understandable." Brende chuckled slightly: "But you have to admit that there are some mysterious things that cannot be explained in this world. "
Freya then noticed that Alea seems to have a part of the Inerian ancestry, as evidenced by the light golden curly hair on his forehead and the narrow nasal cavity. He also has a strong local accent when he speaks. This knight looks like Like people from Faenzan or farther north.
But Alea jumped up as if being stabbed in a sore foot: "Brend, what do you mean by that?"
"Just like what I mean, if you are a little more confident, you won't treat your background and blood as an attack." Brende replied dismissively.
"Humph!" The former snorted heavily, but didn't answer any more.
Freya has been accustomed to the quarrel between the two people this night, but even if they were allowed to fight for one reason, it would not help solve the current predicament.
What we need to do now is to completely contain the offensive of the wolves first.
"In any case, we must first defeat them, and then bypass the glacier and continue northward." Freya paused and said to the others: "If possible, join Brando and Ms. Veronica. ."
"But it is too difficult to get rid of the entanglement of the wolves in the forest." Rollo frowned and shook his head.
"How do you know if you don't try." Alea turned around and replied nonchalantly.
"You don't know wolves, Alea, you don't know how cunning they are."
"That's natural, and I'm not a mountain man, how can I understand these beasts." He spread his hands amusedly.
The dark-skinned mountain knight stared at the former without saying a word.
"That's it," the country girl from Buche pulled off her cloak: "That's why we need to fight back. We can't get rid of them when we are entangled in them. We must take the initiative to defeat them until they dare not chase them anymore. ."
Little Pello saw Freya tying his cloak to a spear, and immediately understood what the other person was thinking: "This is too risky. If you expose your position, maybe that silver monster is lying on the left and right. , It's obviously for you."
Freya hesitated, "There is no way to think about it anymore. We are all exhausted. I don't want to be driven forward by the wolves like this, and wait until I am too tired to walk."
She erected the banner in her hand: "I am the commander. Now I will command everyone to break through. If I fall, you will take my banner and pass the monster’s message to Brando and Veronica. Ms. Card."
"You are just a trainee commander."
A slightly cold voice came from behind, and then Freya felt that someone was holding the spear in her hand. She was slightly startled, and she looked back and saw Nimesis's expressionless face.
"Sister Nimesis?"
"Give me the banner." The black-haired female knight gently snatched the simple battle banner from her hand: "Order you to come down."
"Senior sister..."
"Don't talk nonsense, give an order."
Freya took a deep breath. She turned her head and looked at the others. Both Pello and Brende nodded to her. Her gaze swept across the undulating forest and snowfield, and she had a plan in her mind.
"The descendants of the King of Flames, the knights of Cruz, take the flag as the center, and the two wings move closer to the center."
The girl's crisp voice sounded through the forest, and all the knights of the Knights of Folding Swords turned their heads in amazement. A silver banner had been erected in the forest, and it was clearly a cloak hunting and dancing in the morning breeze.
The cloak is also embroidered with the emblem of the white lion.
"Knights, prepare to strike forward!"