Freya surveyed her surroundings. This open valley was different from the previous entrance to the canyon. At the very least, she could no longer see the towering blue glaciers, as well as the narrow openings and crevices beneath the glaciers. The terrain was no longer complicated and confusing. There were no layers of ice walls, nor were there icicles and ice ridges on both sides. All that was left was the steep cliffs on both sides and the open valley floor. The valley floor was covered with soft snow that had slid down from the cliffs.
She looked around curiously as she limped towards the cliffs. Every step she took was deep and shallow. Occasionally, she would pull at her wounds and gasp in pain. One of her pauldrons was missing, and her breastplate was badly damaged. She looked as pathetic as she could.
After walking for a while, she raised her head and looked at the snow-covered cliffs. The canyon seemed to have no end. It extended endlessly in both directions. Freya looked behind her. The monster was getting closer and closer.
She gritted her teeth, thinking about what she could use. She had left the dagger on the Pale Son, and she forgot to take it off when she left. But even if she took it back, it wouldn't be of much use in such a situation.
The only weapon she had was the Lionheart Sword that she had been carefully protecting, as well as some miscellaneous items. She opened her waist pouch. It was filled with a few days' worth of dry food, but it had long been frozen to the point that it was almost as cold as iron. Below it was a bottle of wild berry jam. This was something that the Roman had made for her. Even Brando did not have it. However, Freya had always politely declined this kind of thing. It was not a joke. The merchant lady's cooking had always been on the same level as the old witch in the fairy tales.
It was not that she did not know how to make it. It was purely because she often had whimsical ideas to add things that were beyond the norm.
Next was the explosive crystals that Amandina had given her. There were a total of six of them. Originally, she and Brando had three each. However, Brando did not have much use for them, so he gave them all to her before they left yesterday. This way, she could better deal with unexpected situations during the ambush.
Looking at these things, Freya touched the ring on her hand. Her heart calmed down slightly. This ruby ring was first given to her by Brando. When she left Braggs that day, she was worried about Brando's safety, so she returned the ring to him.
After a year, when Brando met her again, his strength was no longer the same as before. Naturally, he no longer had any use for the ring, so he returned it to her. This ring had changed hands between the two a few times. It had a deeper meaning to her.
Looking at it now, the only things that she could use were the explosive crystals and this ring. The ruby ring could cast a fireball spell once. She had already used it once during the battle yesterday. Right now, it was about to be fully charged. However, it was already proven yesterday that the fireball was useless against the monster. She did not have much hope in the explosive crystals.
Freya raised her head. The cliff on the side of the canyon was already within reach. When she turned back, the silver monster had already chased her to the bottom of the canyon. The distance between the two of them was less than a kilometer. To the monster, this distance was nothing more than a snap of a finger.
Freya took a deep breath. Nervousness seemed to pervade her heart again. But she suddenly remembered that she still had another thing. She hurriedly opened the buckle on the other side of her waist bag. The heavy stone slab was indeed intact in the pocket.
She breathed a sigh of relief. This stone slab was given to her by Brando. She still remembered that when Brando gave her this stone slab, he also said those strange words. What goddess of war, what bloodline, she did not understand. Brando also did not explain it to her. But these things coincided with the current situation. Freya suddenly had a glimmer of hope in her heart. Perhaps this thing could help her out of this predicament.
But unfortunately, the girl soon found that this stone slab was still the same as before. No matter how she manipulated it, it was indifferent. Or rather, it was no different from a real stone. It was just that in this weather, it had become colder.
Freya sighed. More than once, she wondered if Brando had made a mistake. This was clearly just a stone. This kind of stone slab was not rare. In many black markets in Wohnde, there were people who would use similar rune stone slabs to trick customers. From ancient documents to rune stone slabs used by the first generation of witches, the only thing they had in common was that they were all fake.
"Brando won't be fooled, will he?"
Freya thought about these messy things to distract herself from her nervousness. Even so, she was still trembling violently. When she made this decision before, she did not consider it so thoroughly. But now, she was taking a risk. Not only was she putting the fate of herself and everyone's lives in her hands.
She did not know if this was a willful commander, but at least she understood this point. When everyone had to take a gamble to fight for the only chance in a hopeless situation, she had to stand up and take on this responsibility.
If she failed, she might not only face death, but she might also face suspicion and even bring trouble to Brando.
But in the end, she resolutely chose to take this gamble.
Brando did not want a mediocre Freya. She was the same. At the same time, she seemed to understand what Maynild wanted in her eyes.
In the end, she tried to smear some of the blood on her forehead on the stone slab. Just like in some Knight's novels, it was a necessary process to make a divine weapon recognize its master. Although it seemed a little stupid, and she did fail in the end, the stone slab did not change at all.
For a moment, the girl could not help but feel a little depressed.
But in the next moment, she suddenly stopped.
Freya quietly raised her head and saw the silver figure in front of her. She did not know when, but the monster had circled in front of her. In such a short time, she did not expect the difference in speed between her and the monster to be so great.
But this time, she did not immediately retreat or turn around to run. Instead, she slowly unsheathed Lionheart.
The girl held the sword with both hands and stood still as if she had calmed down. She looked at the monster with her light brown eyes and pointed the tip of the sword at it.
"Not running anymore?" The silver monster opened its mouth and let out a hollow and mocking voice. "You disregarded your own safety and led me to this place. Do you want to sacrifice your own life to save your companions?"
"According to the standards of you humans, you can be considered noble —"
"It's a pity that such actions are nothing in the long flow of time and the entire world. Your choice is destined to be meaningless. "
Freya quietly listened to the monster's mocking words and took the opportunity to slowly calm the pain in her body. She was unmoved and only quietly replied. "Cut the crap, monster."
This answer stunned the monster for a moment, and then it laughed maniacally.
"What are you trying to say? You don't really think that you are the Goddess of War, do you? You just have a rare and mottled bloodline in your blood. But that means nothing to you. " The silver monster replied contemptuously. "Alright, little girl, the game is over for you."
It raised its hand and its right arm turned into a silver blade and swept towards Freya.
Freya had seen this move before. She raised her sword with both hands and blocked the attack. Unfortunately, she had calculated the strength of her sword but not the difference in strength between her and the monster. As soon as the Lionheart came into contact with the monster's right arm, she immediately felt that something was wrong. A force that could topple mountains and overturn seas came from the point of contact. Before she could even react, she was slammed into the snow.
Freya crashed heavily into the snow. Although the snow was soft, this impact was more violent than any she had experienced before. She could almost feel the deformation of her breastplate, pressing against her ribs and then breaking them. The broken ribs pierced into her lungs, and the girl could not help but spit out a mouthful of blood.
"Ugh —" Freya spat out a mouthful of blood, but she endured the intense pain and instinctively rolled to the side. As expected, the monster turned its blade into a whip and lashed the spot where she was originally at, causing snow to fly everywhere.
The silver monster did not expect a mere Silver-Tier to be so sharp. It was stunned for a moment before it realized that those were all the tricks that it had used before. However, the little girl in front of it had already memorized them by just looking at them.
Since it had realized this, it immediately changed its move. It simply turned its right hand into a spear and threw it in the direction where Freya was rolling.
It had calculated in advance that Freya would not be able to avoid the attack. However, a dazzling light suddenly shot out from the snowy ground, and a pair of golden wings bloomed from it. With a light flap of the wings, Freya was lifted off the ground and dodged the attack by a hair's breadth.
"An incomplete form of the Goddess of War?" The silver monster raised its head. Freya had already flapped her wings and flew into the air. Her eyes were filled with silver light, and the mark of the Goddess of War on her forehead flashed once again, shining brightly.
She had inadvertently displayed this power in the Knight Tournament before, and then used it again in the battlefield of Ampere Seale. This was the third time she had activated the mark of the Goddess of War in actual combat. This time, she was obviously much more skilled than the previous two times.
Ever since she received the power stone from Brando, her strength had improved by leaps and bounds. After entering Milos' Breath, in fact, she had already entered the upper Silver-ranked level, and now she had leaped into the Gold-ranked level — although it was with the help of an external power.
While the silver monster was slightly stunned, Freya did not dare to delay. She flapped her wings, turned around, and flew directly in the direction of the cliff.
"Trying to run!" The silver monster did not expect the human girl to start fleeing again while it was stunned. It could not help but be shocked and angry, and hurriedly chased after her. However, after the transformation of the Goddess of War, Freya's speed was much faster, and soon she was close to the cliff.
The moment she was close to the cliff, Freya suddenly paused and circled in the air, from the left side of the silver monster to the right side of the cliff.
The monster raised its head, as if it immediately understood the girl's intention. It was shocked and angry. "You dare!?"
Freya did not even look at this guy. Of course, this girl from the countryside of Bucce was very nervous at this moment. She was afraid of missing a step, and did not dare to answer any questions, let alone mock it.
She swept across the white snow and circled behind the monster. Then she raised her hand, and the ruby ring on her right hand shone brightly. "Flame," an unfamiliar word came out of her mouth. The ring lit up, and a fireball the size of a washbasin roared out.
The fireball did not have any attack power against the monster, but this did not mean that it was not powerful. In fact, when the fireball left a long trail and directly shot towards the cliff above the monster's head, it quickly showed the true horror of this spell.
The place where the fireball hit was a thick layer of snow, and the spell just happened to explode at the bottom of the cliff that supported the snow. When the fireball exploded, it produced a huge fireball that almost instantly cracked the cliff, and the snow above rolled down. It looked like an abnormal avalanche was about to happen.
But this was not the end.
When Freya swept across the snow, she threw the six exploding crystals one by one on the pile of snow. When the fireball exploded, it produced a violent magic fluctuation that instantly ignited these unstable energy polymers.
At that moment, the cliff suddenly lit up with several bright balls of light, and the sound of the explosion almost shook the entire valley. The cliff that supported the snow suddenly collapsed, and the thousands of years old ice on top of it rushed down like a flood, straight towards the silver monster.
"Ah ah ah ah, damn it!" The silver monster finally let out an angry scream.
But Freya suddenly widened her eyes.
Because the roar of the monster was not because of panic, but because of anger from being teased. It quickly lowered its head, and four long mercury strips extended out from its back like water droplets. These metal strips in the blink of an eye turned into two pairs of long silver wings.
It can fly!
"Oh no …" The girl's heart was cold.
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Ps. Is this a surprise? =. = Hahaha, today's mini-update will be 7000 words. How much will it be tomorrow?
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