Teresa fought and retreated, her wrist flew sharply, and the sound of the reed in the bracer resounded violently, and in the successive "click" sounds, the giant net was retracted, and then expanded, enveloping Essor again from back to front. After a confrontation, Teresa no longer gave Eshu a chance to be close, and always maintained the most comfortable and safe distance for herself. However, Eshu was a complete outlaw, he didn't dodge, he didn't retreat, he didn't care about the black keys that were enough to dismember the galloping horse and the heavily armored knight, he just rushed forward with his mind, and only waved his arms to block the frame when the cold light approached the vital point. He even invisibly countered Teresa's offensive. Theresa had many chances to inflict heavy injuries on Estheau, but that required her to stand firm in the snow, but Estheus pressed too hard, and perhaps the heavy wound was also an opportunity for him, and if Teresa stopped even a moment, he could rush to Teresa in front of him. Teresa was not sure of a one-hit kill, and it was even more difficult to bear the price of being close to Aexiu again, so she could only continue to distance herself. Perhaps there was no one else in Pender who could fight the nuns of Hell as unrestrained as Eshyus, and he still maintained the strength to speed up further, but he carefully chose to keep it, and for this reason he continued to venture himself into the realm of the black serpent, allowing his body to continue to bloom with blood. Estheu knew that the Sister of Hell was an outlaw like him, and even if he was close again, Teresa would inevitably respond with the most vicious and vicious means. She could have no qualms about making a killer against Essho, because he was "Meldere"; But Estheus couldn't, he had to subdue Teresa, so it was destined to be a battle that was extremely unfair to him from the beginning. But Essho wouldn't allow himself to be beaten all the time, and he kept consciously pressing Teresa's space until he forced her behind a dragon tooth pine.

Now is the time! Estheu's speed suddenly increased, and when Teresa tried to back away, her back had already hit the cold trunk. The distance between the two was erased in an instant. Teresa flew up and kicked out of the canopy of snow, pulling the black keys back into her hands - she only pulled one back, and the other was slapped down by Aexiu in mid-air. Teresa wanted to go around behind the tree and continue to circle, but a bloody arm was already like a dragon tearing through the snow curtain and grabbing her wrist!

Teresa flipped her wrist to avoid Eshy's grappling and raised the black key to pierce the palm. She stopped trying to back away, and the two slammed into each other in the falling snow. Teresa flexed her fingers, and the black snake catapulted at a very short distance, biting through Estheau's right knee, and Eshu accurately locked Teresa's palm at the cost of this, and the ten fingers of the two were firmly interlocked, and between the palms of the clinging palms were warm and slippery blood. Teresa had been trying to break free from Estheau's grip, and Eshu would not have been able to let her do what she wanted—his knee had already hurt, and he would never be able to catch up with Teresa if he let her run away.

It's a matter of success or failure! Eshyu took a deep breath, the air surging in from all directions, and he suddenly burst out with overwhelming force, slamming Teresa against the trunk of the tree. Teresa decisively lowered her head and bit Eshy's throat, then tore a large piece of bloody flesh from above. Estheu also struck Teresa in the face with a hammer. Teresa's mask was immediately distorted, and her false features were crumpled together, and then a large piece was torn off by Estheus with his teeth, revealing the smooth skin underneath. Teresa spat at Esher with a mouthful of blood. The two glared at each other fiercely, their eyes bursting with life-threatening rage, and after a momentary pause, their heads fell back at the same time, blatantly slamming into each other's foreheads!

One time!

Again!

"Knock" and "knock" sounded, and the dragon's tooth pine shook, and all the struggles and fights came to an abrupt end in these two muffled sounds. A bell-like roar resounded in Eishu's mind, and his consciousness shook violently, and then he was hammered repeatedly in severe pain, and his vision was sometimes blurry and sometimes clear. Estheus first saw the palpitating emptiness in Teresa's eyes vanish, and the burning hatred disappeared, replaced by a loss of consciousness; Then Estheu saw his own embarrassed shadow, his face covered in blood, and his eyes still had a desperate madness. Eshua shook his head vigorously, but shook the last bit of consciousness out of himself. He gradually fell into a trance, the strength of his whole body flowed like a flood, and he could no longer support his body, let alone Teresa. He fell on his back and fell heavily into the snow.

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Vaal Snow Field, Livingston Army Temporary Camp.

It was late at night, and then there was an earth-shattering shout of killing from the front line, and the fierce battle with the army of Misty Mountain lasted for a whole day and night, but the two sides did not have the slightest idea of Mingjin to withdraw their troops, but just kept pushing the troops onto the bloody battlefield, like piling chess pieces into the center of the chessboard. Both Ravenston and the Misty Mountain tribe have suffered heavy losses. "Fierce Dog" Setanda and "Iron Bear" Douglas have both fought to the point of disability, and the number of Misty Mountain warriors who died at their hands may have exceeded a thousand, in exchange for the two of them in previous years, it was enough to kill the Misty Mountain army to pieces, but today they were almost lost in the boundless gray tide - when they were exhausted and ready to retreat, a blood-red demon entangled them, and at the same time, they were surrounded by death knights and honorary guards in white wolf skins. If it weren't for Lista's desperate rescue, I'm afraid that both of them would have been hated in the gray tide one after another. After Sertanda and Douglas retreated to the rear to repair, the demons took over the battlefield and slaughtered a considerable number of the people of the North. Fortunately, Lista was still active on the front line, and he led the dragon knight to launch several counter-charges towards the gray tide, and he himself took action to repel the demons. Until now, the Misty Mountains army had not been able to make it up the slopes, but Livingston's army had not been able to make it further up the Vaal Snowfield.

Inside the tent, Duke Alexis slowly propped himself up from the round table, his face paler than ever, his eyes bloodshot. He stared at the snowdisk in front of him for a long time, and the blue and gray flags were intertwined with each other. The huge round table was empty except for him, and the other lords were either directing battles at the front or resting in the rear. Duke Alexis lifted the snow disc with a blank face, allowing the snow to fall and flags scattered all over the ground. He walked out of the tent in silence, and a dragon knight saluted him:

"Your Excellency, Viscount Ivanles has awakened."

"Take me there." Duke Alexis said.

The gray-haired old man lay on the mat. In the end, it was a veteran, and he stubbornly resisted the crazy attack of the gray tide on the snow slope with inferior numbers, and held out until the arrival of the large army in the rear. When Duke Alaric arrived, the old guy was wrestling with the two black knights, and he didn't fall behind with one enemy and two enemies, but after being picked up, the old man immediately fell into a coma, but fortunately, his injuries were not serious, but he was seriously out of strength, and he didn't wake up until now.

"Frost?" The old man blinked, seeing the person in front of him clearly.

"Your Excellency, Viscount." Duke Alexis waved the dragon knight back. He knelt down on one knee in front of the old man, holding the old man's hand tightly in front of his chest, "It's me, Frost Alexis." ”

"Frost, I'm going to die." The old man whispered, "You too." ”

The muscles in Duke Alexis' hands tensed for a moment and then relaxed, he carefully put down the old man's hand and replied coldly: "Don't talk nonsense anymore. ”

"Frost, what will Livingston do after you and I die?" The old man no longer looked at Duke Alexis, and said to himself, "Stephen is useful, he has a good temper and a strong sense of responsibility, but sometimes he is too upright and rigid, and it will take a long time to understand the true meaning of the soldier's treachery." Others are as strong as you, but they are far less capable than you. Little Alaric and little Aldema are okay. But if you're not there, Eldo alone won't be able to hold them down—"

"Please don't say any more, you won't die, and neither will I." Duke Alexis snorted, "Victory in this war will surely belong to Livingston." ”

"I'm talking after this war." The old man gave Duke Alexis a strange look, "Livingston is bound to win, God has already told me." ”

"God?"

"Urvet, the god of marksmen." The old man's eyes overflowed with pious but sad light, "I was protected by him, instructed by him, and he taught me to see the future of the north, the future ignited by blood and fire. ”

"Go find him!" The old man sat up and held Duke Alexis' hand tightly, "Go find him!" ”

"Looking for whom?" Duke Alexis looked at his hand, and the old man's fingers sank deep into his pale palm like hooked claws, but not a trace of blood rose. At this moment, he had an inexplicable premonition, maybe the old man was right, and he was also dying.

"Estheau...... Esher Baranduk! It seemed that the mere uttering of the name exhausted all the strength of his body, and the old man lay down weakly, but he still looked at Duke Alexis expectantly, his eyes bright and blazing.

"I will." Duke Alexis said. After receiving his solemn promise, the old man closed his eyes in relief and fell into a deep sleep.

Duke Alexis tucked the old man's quilt and walked out of the tent. Several physicians nodded at him. "Take good care of him." He whispered.

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