Looking at this pitch-black behemoth, with just one claw, it flew the gate of the camp. With a look of despair on his face, Fogar muttered, "None of this is true...... It's all a dream......"

A group of shield-wielding heavy infantry erected a shield wall and slowly pressed towards the monster, but before they could enter the attack range, the biting frost invaded, and before they could even scream, they left only a pile of ice sculptures that shattered at the slightest touch.

A soldier hiding behind the tent, using his hands and feet together, stirred the mechanism of the crossbow, took aim and pressed the trigger, a two-finger-thick iron crossbow arrow, with a dull roar, first shattered the thick "ice armor" on the monster's body, and then weakly inserted it between the gaps in the iron scales.

Enraged, the pitch-black monster roared loudly towards the sky, broke the crossbow bolt on the scales into two pieces, ran with all its strength on all fours, turned into an unreal afterimage, and in an instant came to the sneak attacker a hundred meters away.

One iron claw grabbed the soldier's head, the other grabbed the other's leg, and with a sharp bone cracking sound, blood and shredded flesh rained down on the ground.

When the surrounding soldiers saw this bloody scene, they were all frightened and urinated.

A hundred meters away from the Ulster camp, Casper and the gladiators watched in amazement.

A pitch-black ironclad monster rushed into Ulster's camp and faced three hundred regular troops, and launched a crushing slaughter, killing the sky in the dark and bleeding rivers, and the enemy could not resist anything but flee in all directions and kneel and pray.

This kind of fantastical thing is really staged in the daylight.

"You mean...... That one...... Is it our leader?" Casper looked at the dark figure, his eyes wide.

A barbarian warrior behind him panted and said, "We have all seen with our own eyes that the leader has become like that, and he has defeated twenty war beasts alone!"

Hearing the chatter of the gladiators, Casper turned his face to the barbarian warriors: "You just said that in the mythology of the North, this kind of human who can transform into the strongest war beast is called ......?"

The barbarian warrior raised his head and shouted excitedly, "Demigod!"

The final result of the rebel encirclement and suppression battle in Ulster surprised all those who had paid attention to it beforehand.

The thousand-strong army at the time of the kingdom's departure came back with only fifty-three men, the Lord was captured, the supplies were confiscated, and even these survivors were a little mentally abnormal.

On the other hand, the Froststone rebels, except for the more than forty barbarian warriors who died in the camp to defend the war, the rest of the troops are fully organized, and it can even be said that the attrition rate is zero.

As a direct result of this battle, Ulster's reserves were severely reduced, the king's prestige was greatly reduced, domestic opposition gradually rose, and the whole country was already on the brink of civil war.

The Froststone Tribe is famous throughout the North, and apart from the twenty-eight Death Knights, the most talked about is the one who defeated an army by himself.

And the person in question, Todd, was lying on the recliner in the small building, grinning and twisting his sore shoulders.

Rachel took a bottle of ointment, applied it to him, and said angrily, "Look at yourself! You have been using your evolutionary form for far more than you can bear!Did you know that if the battle continues for a while, your life may be in danger!"

Todd waved his hand absently: "Don't worry, I'm measured." ”

"You're saying that there was an impulse in the depths of your soul that prompted you to suddenly transform into an evolutionary form?" said Rachel after thinking, "I guess it has something to do with the soul of the boyle in you." Am I right?

Deirdre, who woke up from a coma a few days ago, sat at the top of the stairs, looking at the unfamiliar face on the recliner, but remembered the scene where the other party was in the "red circle" and desperately saved himself.

"Why did you save me?"

Deirdley's question stunned Todd and Rachel.

The former added: "You are not Boyle, there is no need to care about my life or death......"

Todd and Richel glanced at each other, the former scratching his head and saying with a wry smile, "You once wanted to save me, so take my behavior as a gift in return." ”

Rachel looked at the silent Dildre and repeated the original question: "Is this sudden incident related to Boyle's soul?"

Deirdre folded her arms around her knees and whispered, "I guess so, but I don't feel Boyle's presence anymore......"

Todd struggled to get up on the bed: "What do you mean you can't feel Boyle's presence?"

Deirdre glanced at him, "Literally, I don't feel his presence anymore......"

Rachel winked at Todd, and the two entered the soul space together.

Todd searched the space for a long time, but found no trace of Boyle's soul.

Rachel suggested to him, "Maybe Dildrier should be brought in, she should be able to find something." ”

After Deirdre entered the soul space, she used her ability to find a palm-sized crystal in the corner of the soul temple.

"If I'm not mistaken, when his clan was in danger, Boyle used all his soul power to help Todd continue his evolutionary state for a long time. But eventually his power ran out, and his soul disappeared from this world forever. Deirdri held the crystal in both hands and said in a trembling voice, "What I have in my hand is the ember of his soul." ”

Todd took the crystal from Deirdri's hand and slowly brushed it across the surface, the last memories in the embers were projected into blurry images, showing the last obsession of Boyle, a barbarian man, in his life.

The veteran warrior Freed instructed the young boyle on how to use the hunting bow, the shaman Minnie performed a rite of passage for him at the age of sixteen, and the warriors of the tribe rode alongside him on the battlefield......

The image lasted for more than three minutes, and finally slowly faded away.

Deirdre snatched the crystal from Todd's hand, threw it on the ground, and shouted sadly: "I'm so stupid, I'm really stupid!" Boyle has said to me more than once that in his mind, protecting his people and building the country is his most important thing, I just don't believe it, I don't believe it all the time!"

Tears flowed uncontrollably from Deirdley's eyes again, and she said to Todd: "In the gladiatorial arena, when you did everything to protect me, I naively thought that the past boyle was hiding his heart, but in fact he loved me...... It turned out that everything was my wishful thinking!"

In the face of the woman's tears, Todd, who had a headache, had no choice but to comfort him with kind words.

Rachel picks up the broken crystal on the ground and discovers that the case of Boyle's soul embers has been cracked out, revealing the inner core.

Putting his hand on it, a memory hidden deep in Boyle's heart was presented to Richel.

On the top of the high mountain, a young man and woman looked at the beautiful scenery in front of them and admired it.

The man said to the woman, "On the day we get married, I will give you this land in front of me as a gift from me." ”

"I don't need any land...... I just want us to be together. ”

The young man shook his head: "As a man, if you want to marry the most beautiful bride in the world, if you don't have a decent gift, you will be laughed at!

The woman looked at each other and nodded slightly.

Ten fingers clasped tightly, looking at each other speechlessly.

The memory slowly faded.

Rachel put down the crystal in her hand and was silent for a long time.

She looked back at Dildri, who was crying not far behind her, and then at Todd, who was busy comforting her, slowly closed her eyes, and said a softly.

"Sorry......

The palms were put together, and the embers of the soul in Richel's hands were crushed into starry spots and sprinkled to the ground.