Black flames burned blazingly on the ground covered in silver.
The snow melted and turned into a stream.
A monstrous heat wave swept across the ice sheet, and the tens of feet high fire boiled, as if it wanted to burn through the permafrost and sink the land into the sea. I don't know how many low-level giants were struggling in the fire, trying to extinguish the flames on their bodies, but the flames rose straight up, swallowing them completely, leaving only one black crystal after another scattered on the ground.
Along with the painful roar of the giants, Lide's figure slowly emerged from the fire.
He was covered in wounds all over his body, and he looked like he had walked around in the abyss of hell. Scarlet blood was flowing from the forehead, under the ribs, arms, legs, and ankles. The giants also suffered heavy casualties. In addition to those who were evaporated by the black flames, there were countless giants in the distance whose bones were smashed, their hearts were broken, and their heads were blasted through. The corpses that had traveled all the way were covered by the wind and snow into barren mounds without tombstones.
Lied raised his head, and in front of him was another black mass of lowly giants waiting for him.
It's like it's endless.
They also seemed to be a little afraid of the fire released by the black flame armor, so they didn't launch an attack immediately; but when Lid walked out of the fire, they rushed forward decisively, without giving Lid any breathing time.
The huge body can leave footprints on the solid frozen soil, and the devastating impact is enough to push everything on the tundra. Even a well-trained army may not be able to resist this kind of attack that is more terrifying than rolling stones and falling trees .
Lied clenched his fists tightly, the rushing black wave made him unavoidable, and the roar, tremor and roar made him tired of hearing it. So Lid calmly stared at the giant who rushed over first, got up and walked towards it, and after the two sides approached to a certain range, Lid swung his fist violently.
This punch didn't really hit the giant, but the air in front of Lid began to explode layer by layer. Every time it exploded, the forward momentum of the giants froze for a while. A low-level giant flew upside down hundreds of meters and hit the snow, creating a cloud of scattered snow and mist; at the same time, the ring-shaped air wave directly overturned the nearby giants, and Lide's front was pitch black. At this moment, a new path has been opened up.
Lide lowered his hand, blood fell on the hot black flame armor, and quickly evaporated into red powder.
The frantic breath also caused serious damage to his meridians, and his body was overloaded for too long, and every bone was crackling. The pain extended to every inch of flesh and blood, and when he gasped, he inevitably inhaled the wind and snow, and the ice balls trapped inside pierced his throat mercilessly.
Lied continued to walk forward, passing through the corpses of countless giants.
The giants have no mercy for this little human, and Lid has the same for them.
The mount giant under the No. 1 high giant is somewhat intelligent, and has a higher status than ordinary low giants. While dispatching other giants to launch the next round of offensive towards Lide, it watched Lide's attack from a distance. He moved, thinking about how to counter Lide's tricks if he faced Lide.
However, it doesn't feel that the current situation requires it to fight by itself, and relying on the huge low-level giants is enough to consume Lide to death here. The mounted giant lived in the palace since he was a child. He has never seen humans, but he has also heard about this race from the high giants. It is said that they occupy the most fertile land in the Central Plains.
It also heard from the high giants that even a mount like it is a member of the middle six races, much nobler than the humans of the lower nine races. Sooner or later, they will occupy that land and enslave the weak humans as if they were domestic animals. At that time, even the giants on the mounts can step on the heads of humans for fun.
But when he saw Lid, the mount giant was shaken for the first time. Lied didn't remember how many giants he had killed, but he remembered that every giant died in his heart. This number has risen to 328, far exceeding its expectations.
Its eyes were fixed on Lid who was galloping on the ice field, watching him soar into the air and kick heavily on a giant's face. The giant only had eight great perfections, and its entire face was sunken inward by Lide's kick. Lide took another step forward with the help of the reaction force, crossed a dense block of blackness, landed in the snow, and rolled on the spot to offset it. Overcome the impact of landing, got rid of the new round of siege and continued to run into the distance.
I don't know how many giants raised their arms high at that moment, and the nearest hand was less than 20 centimeters away from his feet.
However, it was still a bit short.
So a new round of siege had to continue.
The advantages of the giants lie in their numbers, the spirit of obeying orders, simple and effective combat plans, numbness to pain, huge physique and powerful strength. Compared with them, Lid has no advantage. Any giant is stronger, but this advantage will eventually be wiped out as his physical strength is exhausted. When he can't shake his fist or run, any giant can easily kill him.
Lid's blood flowed non-stop.
The mount giant was thinking about how to kill him, and Lid was also thinking about the next plan.
It is impossible to hide the breath, the giants did not give him a chance to distance themselves; it is also impossible to expect these giants to give up hunting because of timidity or exhaustion, they are obviously ordered by the high giants, they will not give up easily.
So from the very beginning, Lide had only one choice—
Kill all the giants who are in the way.
The number cannot be estimated, but at least seven or eight hundred.
Then kill slowly, kill while running, it doesn't matter if it takes a few days or nights, or ten days and half a month. Since there is no way to get rid of their pursuit, turn yourself into the murderer and turn your opponent into a dead person. This is the easiest way and the only way.
Is this possible
It would be very difficult for him to charge up against seven or eight hundred giants and kill them all by himself. Because the giants will soon surround him, no matter how powerful a person is, he will die because of being surrounded by enemies on all sides. But if he dragged seven or eight hundred giants to run away, gradually consume their number, and finally defeat them in one fell swoop, Lide felt that it was feasible.
Even if this is a fantasy for any human master, Lide also feels that it is possible for him to do it.
He briefly distanced himself from the giants, raised his hand and slapped the ground, releasing the breath in his body without hesitation, the flames of the black flame armor flowed on the ground, and the frozen ground behind him suddenly emerged countless The crack then collapsed downwards, and dozens of giants were directly buried.
Immediately afterwards, the wall of fire rose, temporarily isolating the pursuers behind.
Lied spat out the blood in his mouth, stood up staggeringly, and began to adjust the breath in his body with all his strength. He estimated that the next encirclement by the giants would come in ten seconds, and these ten seconds were the only time he had. time for recovery.
And just in this situation, Lide's heartbeat suddenly accelerated for no reason, he forcibly interrupted the breath conditioning without any hesitation, and dodged sideways with his whole body.
A dagger barely grazed his cheek, and blood beads were still floating in the air; there was a look of surprise in the cold-faced assassin's eyes, as if he didn't expect Lied to be able to dodge his own attack under such circumstances.
The two just looked at each other for a brief moment.
Relying on the momentum of turning around, Lide directly kicked his back with a side kick. He touched the wound on his face immediately after landing, and looked at his fingertips, and found that the blood was slightly purple-brown.
There is poison on the dagger.
The next moment, the pursuers of the giant race had arrived, and on the silver-white plain in front of them, murderous intentions gradually surfaced.