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"Your souls all belong to Xiaoshuang!"

Frost's sad voice scolded, and then, with her as the center, a pale blue ripple rippled in the air, and the bear-headed monsters affected by it all stopped their movements.

However, the bears did not turn into ice sculptures as before, and their movements slowed for a moment, then became furious and agile again.

Only this time, the weapons in their hands were aimed at their previous companions.

More than a third of the bear-headed turned and attacked their companions, and soon the group began to kill each other in confusion.

"It's ...... What's the situation?"

Nalorak looked at his frenzied minions in amazement, and then noticed something unusual—the eyes of the reneging bears had turned crystal blue instead of the blood-red of their previous rage.

Nalorak felt that he had lost control of the minions, and though he didn't know why, he guessed it had something to do with the girl in the blue dress, as they were smiling at the chaotic battlefield, as if all that had happened had nothing to do with her.

"It seems that I still have to do it myself. ”

Nalorak muttered to himself, his body swelling almost several times in an instant, turning into a complete giant bear, standing in the middle of the fortress.

"The big stupid bear has become an even bigger stupid bear!"

Frostmourn exclaimed, then commanded the bear-headed monsters whose souls had been controlled by him to attack Nalorak.

However, Nalorak was so large that the attacks of these bear-headed minions touched his body, but they were more like tickling him.

"Whew!"

Nalorak let out a loud roar, and even in the hustle and bustle of the battlefield, the rest of the fighting was drowned out by this roar, and even a few trolls were so dizzy by the roar that they fell from the high walls of Zuaman, and fell into a mass of flesh in the fortress.

"Little Frost!"

As Frost Sorrow ponders how to deal with the big stupid bear that has become huge, she hears a familiar voice.

Little Magic Sword looked back in surprise, and then saw his favorite master.

"Master!"

In Nalorlac's astonished gaze, Frostmourn left the still trembling bears and hurried to the battle of the humans, and threw herself into Arthas's arms.

"Xiaoshuang, where did you run before?"

Arthas was covered in the blood of the bears, and for some time he had led a coalition of humans and dwarves who had entered the fortress to fight these monsters to the death, but it had been slow.

However, not long ago, Arthas, Muradin Copperbeard, and the others noticed that the bears' resistance had weakened, and they quickly defeated the enemies in front of them, killing the inner circle of the fortress, and then discovering Frostmourn.

"Frost is fighting with that big stupid bear, and she's about to win!"

Frost's sorrow triumphantly asks for credit from his master.

"This guy is the powerful soul that Xiaoshuang said, no matter how you look at it, it's just a big bear!"

Arthas asked curiously as he looked at Nalorlac, who had turned into a giant bear.

"That's right, don't look at him ugly, this big stupid bear is very powerful, master, these little bears you see are all summoned by him. ”

Frost Sorrow said.

"This is probably the animal god that the trolls believe in, right? I didn't expect it to exist, and they summoned it......"

Aurelia Windranger stood behind Arthas, looking at the giant Nalorac in amazement.

"This guy is a god, so what are we going to do with him?"

Muradin's Copperbeard lifted his horned helmet, which was too tall for the dwarves, and it only took a few glances to make Muradin's Copperbeard's helmet fall off.

"Just give it to Xiaoshuang!"

Frostmourn waved her hand confidently, and then lifted herself from Arthas's arms - strangely enough, despite the blood stains on Arthas's armor, it didn't stain Frostsorrow's skirt at all.

"Then leave those bears to us!"

Even though the bear-headed monsters weren't small compared to humans, Arthas said half-jokingly.

"No need, master, those guys...... It's all the food of the little frost!"

Frost Sorrow gave a sweet smile to her master, then stretched out her pink little tongue and licked her lips gently.

During the time that Arthas and Frostmourn were talking, Nalorlac had cleaned up the bear-headed monsters that had been contained by Frostmourn.

Ordering his few remaining minions to line up in front of him, Nalorak relieved himself from the surging emotions of the fight, and quietly watched Frost Grief return to the center of the battlefield.

This is not the first time that Nalorak has participated in the "God Wars", as the fighting within the trolls is more frequent and tragic than the battles with other races.

In the continuous conquest between the Gulabash Empire and the Amani Empire for many years, Nalorak has had several opportunities to appear.

Fight the animal gods summoned by the Gulabash tribes.

In Nalorak's opinion, no matter how powerful Frostmourn was, she was fighting alone after all, and she was in the realm of the four gods, and after a series of spells just now, her strength would definitely be weakened.

And Nalorak himself, although he did not come completely and was also absorbed by the four god enchantments, but with a large number of minions, he undoubtedly has a huge advantage in the battle with other gods.

"You're weak, but I still have so many minions...... What are you going to do to fight me?"

Nalorak roared loudly in troll language, then commanded his minions to lunge towards Frostmourn.

Although Frostmourn had just used a magical spell to control Nalorak's minions and make them kill each other, in Nalorak's opinion, such a spell must have consumed a lot, and Frostmourn could not have cast such spells continuously.

Of course, the little magic sword would not have cast such a spell continuously, because there was no need at all—since the master was watching from the sidelines, Frostmourn decided to quickly destroy the big stupid bear.

Pink lips quirmed slightly, Frost Sorrow whispered an unknown incantation, and the bear-headed monsters who were desperately charging at her were completely unaware that death was already closing in on them.

"Little Frost ......"

Arthas looked at the Frost Sorrow not far ahead, and felt a little nervous in his heart - although he knew the power of the little magic sword, but her opponent was the mysterious animal god after all - although Arthas didn't know how powerful the gods these trolls believed in, but with the name of "god", it would definitely not be very weak.

"Lady Frost is okay, right?"

Aurelia Windranger clenched her longbow and walked over to Arthas, asking with concern.

The battle had drained Aurelia Windranger a lot of energy, and she was a little worried because she knew how powerful these bear-headed monsters were.

"Sister Winlesa...... Do you feel a little cold?"

Gianna held her staff and whispered to Winlessa.

"Cold?"

Wen Lesa was stunned for a moment, then nodded subconsciously and shuddered.

"It seems like this...... What's going on?"

Wen Lesa asked with a confused expression.

"I don't know...... Did Lady Frost do it?"

Gianna couldn't answer Winlessa's question, and she turned her gaze to Frost Sorrow.

As a mage, Gianna keenly felt the temperature change around her, and she vaguely felt that this was the cause of Frost's sorrow, but she didn't know what was going on.

The power of Frost Grief was indeed weakened by the existence of the Four Gods Enchantment, but for the Little Demon Sword, this weakening was not important.

Unlike the Red Dragon Queen, who relies on physical/physical strength, Frostmourn's power comes from the souls she controls, as well as the blue one in the Twin Moons.

Despite being in the realm of the four gods, but?