"The Zhaos wear their tassels, the frost and snow of the Wu hook shine brightly."
The swordsman of the Northern Lands is draped in a simple and crude python skin armor. The silver longsword in his hand carries a snow-white afterimage. Wherever the snow-white longsword passes, a bone-piercing cold wind blows. Even the ground is covered with a thin layer of white frost.
"The silver saddle shines on the white horse, galloping like a shooting star."
The longsword points to the sky. The silver Pegasus that carries the Knight arrives. The Soul Warhorse that carries the Knight turns into a silver shooting star.
"Ten steps to kill a person, a thousand miles unstoppable."
Wherever the sword reaches, the enemy's head flies. Just by relying on the sharp sword in his hand and the mount he is riding, the lightly armored Knight is able to traverse thousands of miles in the Northern Lands!
"After the deed is done, I leave with my clothes, hiding my identity and name … I seem to have forgotten about it. Forget it, I can't hide my identity anyway. Brats! Look carefully, I, Roland Mist, am coming. I, am the Lich King! "
As Pale Justice stabs into the ground, magic intertwines. The Black Tortoise Sword Seal, which is a cross between a turtle and a snake, explodes on the ground. A snowflake formation that represents ice forms on the ground and lights up. Following the flow of ice underground, the ice magic freezes everything in the surroundings.
My movements are too sudden. As the ice spreads, the assassins in the shadows don't even have time to react before their feet are frozen. Those with quick reflexes are able to break their legs and escape, while those with slow reflexes are instantly frozen.
"I really admire those main characters in legendary novels. Reciting poems while fighting seems very cool, but in reality, it's simply inhuman. How can they recite incantations, think about battle techniques, adjust the rhythm of battle, and recall poems at the same time? Aren't they afraid of forgetting the poem halfway through? If the wind enters their mouth and they choke and cough uncontrollably, wouldn't they die even more mysteriously? "
While I am cursing, a snake-shaped dagger with green light appears from the shadows behind me. That bewitching blade slowly stretches towards the back of my neck, but there isn't a single sound of wind.
The moment the blade is about to touch me, the assassin who has a cruel smile on his face suddenly shudders.
"The advanced ability of Shadow Steps — Short Instant Dimensional Concealment? It seems like only great Assassins with Elemental Bloodline can learn this. How can I see such a rare ability? What a tempting experiment material. "
How could an experienced assassin make a mistake at such a crucial moment? It was just that his arm was already numb.
"Ahhhh!"
Pale Justice was still stuck in the ground, but the thunderous lightning was flashing on it. The unlucky assassin was electrocuted and twitched uncontrollably.
"Poor child, I guess you can't understand why the magic sword would automatically attack after leaving your hand. I can memorize this move and teach it to those rookies when I get back. "
The electricity from the second activation of the [Azure Dragon Sword Seal] wasn't that strong. The Assassin, whose entire body was twitching, clenched his teeth and crawled up, intending to fight for his life. I patted the black cat on my shoulder lightly.
"Help me collect a blood sample for a brief analysis. Such a rare material, don't kill it. Extract its soul and bring it back to the lab."
Hearing that, the elegant black cat lowered its head and licked its claws. It didn't move, but I knew that it was waiting to negotiate the price.
"I'll give you a third. Let's see if Senior Sister wants it or not. If she doesn't want it, I'll give you half."
"Lunatic! Our Ghost Snake Bandit Group was destroyed in the hands of you lunatics. You actually talked to a cat … Ahhhhhh! "
Seeing that I actually carried him on my back, the furious assassin angrily attacked. But in the next moment, an ominous shadow covered him.
"Cat … Cat monster!"
The cat-shaped shadow floating above the assassin's head had a strange smile on its face, as though it was laughing at something.
The mixed blood assassin finally couldn't suppress the fear in his heart anymore. He turned around and ran. But then, with a flash of light and a scream, the thief disappeared without a trace. The only thing left was the elegant black cat that continued to wash its face.
"Pa."
With a snap of my fingers, the corpses of the three bandits who had bled to death silently stood up. They would take the other frozen corpses with them.
When Necromancy could appear under the sun, the corpses of the strong would become valuable goods for nobles. They couldn't be wasted.
While I was still admiring the results of my battle, the battle on the other side was already coming to an end.
What the black man-eating flower was chewing on was the right arm of the Saint-rank Assassin codenamed Dark Flame …
After sacrificing his body to feed those frenzied plants, the great assassin Dark Flame finally got close to the mage. What the hideous smile on the thief's face wasn't a panicking noob from an academy, but a crazy witch who was smiling even more happily.
"You are the 76th assassin who thought that I was a close-combat idiot. What do you think happened to your seniors in the end?"
The mind of the Saint-rank Assassin was extremely stable. Even though he faintly felt that something was wrong with the situation, words couldn't shake him in the slightest. He suddenly stopped and moved back and forth, leaving behind a string of ghostly clones. The ghostly clones surrounded Amelia from all directions.
However, the female mage only took a deep breath and threw away the gorgeous sapphire staff. Ignoring the countless ghostly clones around her, she threw a punch behind her back.
"Boom!"
Amelia wasn't as weak as she looked. The terrifying gravity of her punch caused the wind pressure to dig a huge hole in the ground. Even though Dark Flame reacted in time, he was still grazed by it and fell to the ground, spitting out blood.
"Pa!"
Amelia lightly waved her hand which was wearing a ruby bracelet. After a scream of pain, a huge hole was created around Dark Flame. Dark Flame's body was embedded into the rock, and he could only exhale but not inhale.
Perhaps other bystanders would think that this was some kind of gravitational magic, but I knew that it was just a simple wave of her hand. What caused the assassin to sink into the ground was the wind pressure brought about by this slap.
"A mage with 42 Strength really can't be hurt, and an Altered Human with the Sight of Truth in her eyes is even more unbearable. To be able to survive up to this point after all this foolishness, senior is indeed as powerful as always."
At this moment, Amelia was lightly stroking her hair. The silver in her eyes seemed to have disappeared, and the corner of her mouth moved slightly, as though she was muttering something.
Her light green long hair fluttered in the wind, and the scholarly girl was muttering a poem in the wind. Just by looking at her appearance, Amelia had the aura of a scholarly girl.
However, I wouldn't be fooled by her, because I had already read her words through lip-reading.
"Baby, it's time to eat. It's going to be a feast this time."
In the next second, the light green hair came to life. Countless strands of hair spread along with the wind, and then turned into blood-red thorns. When the top of the thorns opened up a huge dragon-like mouth, and the assassin who was bitten started to scream in pain, I knew that the remaining scene was going to be 18.
"Temperance? She really is a monster without any temperance. Perhaps, she named it temperance in hopes that this monster wouldn't eat too much and affect its figure. "
Senior's research direction was similar to mine, and we could exchange information and research results, but the way it was presented was completely different.
In a sense, I was a combination of Life Structure, Modern Medicine, and Necromancy to create Undead Creation. Since it was creation, naturally, it was to create other powerful Undead.
As a master of Life Structure, Amelia's research was on life itself. How could she let go of the body that she was most familiar with and understood intuitively — herself?
She probably couldn't even remember how many times she had modified herself. When I got to know her, she said that she was more like a plant than an animal.
In reality, two of her Seven Virtues, 'Temperance' and 'Diligence', were a part of herself, her symbiotic plants. Their existence and growth made Amelia stronger.
Amelia's forty-two points of Strength with her equipment had long since surpassed the limits of ordinary creatures. I had never even heard of any species with Strength over forty. Perhaps even the Titan Giants wouldn't be able to compare to her. Her bloodline abilities were impossible to rank. She had long since become an extraordinary existence from the very roots of her bloodline.
Of course, with her ability to cause trouble that wasn't inferior to mine, she wouldn't have been able to survive until now if she didn't have some tricks up her sleeves. Based on what I knew, her undying regeneration ability wasn't inferior to mine either.
That assassin group had already been cleaned up, but I felt a little regretful. After all, it wasn't during the quest period, so I couldn't get any points from the Saint-rank Thief that senior killed.
"Why are you looking at me like that? Even if you beg me, I just so happen to lack high-quality fertilizer. Even if you beg me, I won't give you any."
Her wary gaze was truly heartbreaking. Ever since our unpleasant conversation last time, Amelia seemed to be even more wary of me.
"An elemental descendant who knows how to 'Short Dimensional Concealment'. I'll give you one-third of his blood and body samples, and you give me his soul and leave his skeleton behind. I have a use for him."
"… A super rare item. You always meet such mystical existences. Your luck is as good as always, but it seems that you're at a disadvantage in this transaction. Is there some sort of scheme?"
Her wary gaze was truly heartbreaking. I shook my head. I knew that if I didn't say something, she wouldn't be able to rest easy since she was already so easily frightened … By the way, I was probably the only person in the world who could make such a powerful senior so wary of me. Should I be proud?
"Since someone wants our heads, I naturally have to return the favor. I'm not strong enough, so senior, please help me."
"No problem. There's never too much fertilizer and experimental materials. Deal!"
At this moment, Xueti and the others received news that I had been ambushed. However, they discovered that there was no way for them to interfere, so they could only watch idly.
"Just which side is the antagonist? Why do I feel like both of us are evil bosses who intend to destroy the world, while the assassin on the other side is the hero who is challenging evil? "
"I agree."
"I agree!"
Alright then, looking at the late arrival of reinforcements, such a discussion caused me to pause for a moment, but then I laughed.
"It seems that interacting with old acquaintances like Amelia and Heloise has made my mentality younger and younger. However, from a certain standpoint, it's a good thing. Of course, it's a bad thing for my enemies. "
After enjoying such a peaceful life in Sulfur Mountain City for so long, I had obviously become gentler. Perhaps this was a good thing for the people around me.
But when considering the cruel future that we were about to face, a sinister and cunning Yongye who would resort to any means possible would obviously be far more effective than a righteous Holy Knight. I had never intended to be an obedient and honest person who would wait for the Armageddon to arrive.
"You want to deal with an evil and cunning opponent? Then, you should become even crazier and more unscrupulous than the other party. "
To my enemies, a cunning and crazy avenger who was willing to sacrifice himself at the crucial moment was the most dangerous. I didn't have a moral obsession with dirtying my hands.
"Senior, me, Heloise … Perhaps, the most interesting (dangerous, insane) researchers in the world are here. Perhaps, we can create something interesting together."
…
It was another year of hunting. The Beastman Tribes along the Orison Mountains were gathering together. The Blood Axe Tribe, which had obtained the support of the Earth Elemental God Ömdiroken, became the strongest tribe. Their leader, Émont Blood Axe, became the new Great Tribe Chief of the Allied Tribes.
Perhaps, there was a more familiar name that suited him better, Beastman Emperor. Of course, to wear this crown firmly, he had to first win the upcoming war.
At this moment, the various Tribe Chiefs were still discussing their future military plans. Perhaps, it would be more appropriate to use the word 'quarrel'.
"I object! The first snow is about to fall. To advance at this time is simply courting death. "
Generally speaking, Mountain Centaurs were slightly smaller and more agile than their brethren in the Underground and the Kingdom of the Elves.
However, the Kars Tribe's Tribe Chief Hamar was obviously an exception. With a height of nearly three meters, he carried a giant halberd on his back and was renowned throughout the Beastman Highlands for his unparalleled brute strength.
"I object as well. The fortresses of the Sleuweir Kingdom and the Kingdom of Kasomi have blocked the exit of the highlands. If we were to attack in winter, we would have to pay a heavy price. I am not afraid of sacrifice, and I know that sacrifices must be made in war. However, I object to letting my sisters become such worthless cannon fodder. "
Kamala was the Tribe Chief of the Blue-feathered Harpy Tribe and also the most famous Witch of the highlands. She could be said to be highly respected in the entire mountain region. Her opinion was acknowledged by many Tribe Chiefs.
No matter how one looked at it, it was not a good idea to forcefully attack the heavily guarded human fortresses in winter. The Blood Axe Tribe's stubbornness had finally caused the Tribe Chiefs to erupt in anger. If they did not handle it properly, the allied forces would immediately collapse.
The Blood Axe Tribe's Tribe Chief Almont Blood Axe was a tall Eagleman. Their tribe was originally famous for producing the Thunder Eagle Knight. However, Almont himself was not that famous. On the contrary, those who knew him knew that his abilities were extremely ordinary. At this moment, when he was questioned by others, Almont only knew how to scratch his head in frustration. He did not know how to answer. It was obvious that he was at a loss.
"… I'm going back."
The Bear Tribe's Tribe Chief Lund was famous for being taciturn, but he was also famous for being a man of his word. If he wanted to disband now, he would definitely do it.
Finally, Almont made up his mind and was about to tell them his plan. However, a hoarse voice sounded from outside the door.
"My lords, please allow me to introduce myself. I am Daimon Ryle, the representative of your allied forces."
The one who had soundlessly entered was a short Ratman. This kind of lifeform mostly resided in the underground tunnels of the city. Although this race was rather cunning and difficult to deal with, they were marginalized among the Beastmen who prioritized strength.
However, even though there were many experts in the tent, no one dared to look down on this short Ratman. Other than his ability to soundlessly infiltrate the tent, the scales and horns on his face revealed his identity.
"Purgatory Seed? Are you a Demon or a Devil? "
The Northern Lands also had an entrance to the Abyss. The Beastmen were not unfamiliar with the residents of the lower planes, but any intelligent race with normal thinking would not have any good impressions of these two races.
"Who I am isn't important. What's important is that I can help you. With the help of the Earth Elemental God, geographical obstacles will not be a problem from the start. There is no need for you to attack two fortresses at all. "
Daimon came to the map and casually drew a line. It was an unbelievable passage that could cross the obstacles of the mountains and directly reach the core area of the human world.
"As for the harsh winter, I can give you a piece of good news. With the help of the Will of the Abyss, the Flame Sea Marchioness has promised to give you the Blessing of Flames. This winter's cold wind will no longer hinder you."
The Chieftains looked at each other, but they were still uncertain.
"The Flame Sea Marchioness? The Flame Sea Dimension is a part of the Abyss. That Marchioness should be a Demon Lord. I have some understanding of Demonology, but I don't think I have heard of her name. Could she be a new Demon Lord that appeared in the past few hundred years? "
"Haha!" Daimon laughed proudly.
"It's no wonder that you have not heard of her name. She only returned to the Abyss last year, but she actually promoted the rank of Demon Marchioness. This is enough to prove her strength. She also has the beautiful name 'God Eater'. It is because she devoured the Divine Power of the Fire Elemental God that she can give you the Blessing of Flames. "
Hearing this, everyone was overjoyed. Seeing that there was hope for the mission to be completed, Daimon became even more proud.
"Look, this is the token of this Lord."
It was a bronze ring inlaid with silver. Lava flames were slowly revolving around it, as though it was decorated with decorative patterns.
"Lady Eliza! Please bestow upon us your blessings. "
The Purgatory Ratman Daimon raised the One Ring up high. The power of the Evil Demons started to spread, and the consciousness of a high-level existence was summoned by the token.
"Who is summoning me! How dare you disturb my beauty sleep! Hmm? A filthy and ugly Ratman at that. Go to hell! "
The consequences of a Demon Lord's rage were severe. The woman who was awakened by the ugly man was even more hot-tempered. The flames of the Evil Demons immediately engulfed the summoner.
"Lord!! Show mercy, I am innocent … Ahhhhh! "
Alright, the unlucky guy who had already turned into ashes had no right to speak. Looking at the One Ring on the ground, everyone was dumbfounded.
What kind of play was he putting on? The contact was killed by the mastermind for no reason? How were they going to continue with this plot?
It was said that the Evil Demons were chaotic and crazy. This time, they had really witnessed it. But what should they do next? Return to their respective homes?
"Lord Wen, you are a famous handsome man among the Beastmen. You are also very popular. Why don't you try contacting this Marquess?"
In an instant, the Foxman Chieftain who was pointed out by Almont paled. The ratman had just died in front of him, so he didn't dare to try again.
However, the Foxman Chieftain was indeed worthy of the title of the Wise Beastmen. He immediately thought of a solution.
"You heard it too. This Daimon was executed for disturbing the Marquess's afternoon nap. Then, we just have to wait for the Marquess to wake up before contacting her. Un, regardless of the time difference between the Chaos Abyss and the Surface, contacting her after eight hours would be the safest. "
Alright, this was undoubtedly a tactic to stall for time. However, it was obvious that this ending was acceptable to everyone. Everyone heaved a sigh of relief.
I, who was far away in another country, received a piece of news from the silver ring on my finger.
"The Beastmen are going to bypass the geographical restrictions of the highlands and directly attack Sleuweir during winter?"
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