Chapter 172: The Whisper of the Evil God (Three More Requests for Subscription)
A month ago, the Red Dragon's breath had cut the White Dragon in half, and the Frost Giant Leader, who was lucky not to be affected, fell from the sky and fell into the soft snow, not being stoned alive.
The double-bladed battle axe emblem on his chest, which symbolizes the frost giant's main god Thorem, is actively shattered the moment he decides to flee the battlefield.
This means that the Lord God he has always believed in has given up on him, no longer providing him with divine power, and everything that has been given to him has been taken back in an instant.
The strength he was proud of was passing quickly, his weight had been greatly reduced, and if it weren't for the divine power of the Lord God to continue his life, with his current serious injuries and excessive blood loss, he would have died here in a short time.
He didn't want to die, he wanted to slaughter the red dragon, he wanted to use the silver dragon as a slave to vent his anger, he was the master of the Winter Mountains, and he wanted to unify and integrate the endless snow fields, how could he die here?
He roared in rage, but he could do nothing but be in a rage of impotence.
He was slumped in the snow, his blood frozen to freezing cold as soon as it came out, and if nothing else, he was indeed dying.
Now only the gods can save him, but the Lord God has given up on him!
Unless—
Convert!
That is, to change one's faith and throw oneself into the arms of another deity.
It takes a long time for a person to become an angel, but it only takes a moment to fall into a demon.
As soon as this thought appeared, it spread infinitely in his heart, and the collapse of faith made him feel pain, but even heavier than this pain was the hatred that followed the abandonment!
At this moment, the Frost Giant Leader thought of another Frost Giant God, an even more evil Frost Giant God, or rather an evil Demon Lord, the Wrathful Lord Koschurch.
Unlike the Frost Giant God of Thorem, Koschurch resides on the 23rd floor of the Abyss and is a demon lord of the Frozen Ruins, originally a human born to live only for hatred, or rather, to derive pleasure from hatred.
His limbs were twisted, his face was deformed, women avoided him, and his tribe abandoned him. Later, he obtained a set of ringing skulls from an evil old witch, the outermost and largest being the skull of the Frost Giant, with an ogre's skull wrapped in it, a human skull, a halfling's skull, and a Kwassei's skull in the innermost part.
As time passed, Coschurch's anger grew, both mentally and physically, and hatred had become completely in its possession. He gained strength from hatred, and his body was transformed from a human to a frost giant.
Koschurch's ultimate goal is to free all the Frost Giants from Solem's "enslavement" and throw them into his arms.
Originally a devout follower of the Frost Giant God Thorem, Frost Giant Leader Winter, he was naturally well aware of the notoriety of the Angry Lord Koschurch. The worship of evil gods is the object of disgust to all orthodox frost giants.
But now, his Lord God has abandoned him!
He was angry, he was puzzled, and most importantly, he was unwilling.
Just because of the defeat in the war, years of faith collapsed, and what did the main god of the frost giant, Solem, do with him? A wild dog that is useless and then casually discarded?
Filled with hatred, the Frost Giant leader pronounced the evil name in the ancient Giant's language.
But will the evil demon lord promise him?
Unbeknownst to him, it took him more than two thousand days and nights of prayer to get a response from Solem and give him a hint of revenge on the Red Dragon.
He waited anxiously, pinning all his hopes of survival on this frost giant evil god.
However, several minutes passed, and there was still no response, but he was dying.
It suddenly occurred to him that praying to the evil gods required sacrifices, preferably living creatures, and that blood and bones were used as bridges of prayer.
But where did the living creatures come from now? Even if he had, he wouldn't be able to kill him in his current state. There were a lot of snow monsters around that were shot by dragon slaying arrows, but they didn't work.
By the way, there is one.
It suddenly occurred to him that he was not a living creature.
A living frost giant is simply the perfect sacrifice!
The leader of the frost giants laughed gloomily, hatred filled his brain, and he endured great pain, using his remaining arm, smashing his legs with a fist, from the bottom to the top, the soles of his feet, ankles, calf bones, knees, thigh bones, hip bones, ribs, all of them smashed to pieces, but avoided the internal organs, and the severe pain could make his will more sober.
Flesh splattered, he foamed at the mouth, and with the last of his strength he pronounced the name of the Wrathed Lord Koschage, and less than a second later he felt the evil god's response.
A cold and evil wind swept over him, but he felt a great will in it.
"Frost Giant, abandoned by Solem, I feel the anger and hatred in your heart, come, throw yourself into my arms, go to the Howling Abyss, and through my test, I will give you the power of revenge."
On his smashed body, a small flower of flesh and blood quickly bloomed, and the leader of the frost giants did not forget to thank Koschage.
He trembled and plucked the flowers, and couldn't wait to throw them into his mouth and swallow them!
An evil and powerful force began to fill his body, and his smashed body began to heal rapidly, and then, he stood up.
He gained life force from the demon lord, and for the time being, he will not die.
"The great god of frost giants, Lord of Wrath Koschurch, Avenger Winter hereby swears to you with his life and soul that your devout followers will spread your teachings in this land, and I will take all the frost giants of the continent into your faith, and I will be your loyal dark guard, sweeping away all enemies for you, all prayers, my lord Koschurch."
With an evil eulogy whispering in his mouth, Winter glanced back at the Red Dragon's camp viciously, and then without looking back, he strode in the direction of the Winter Mountains.
He had to climb over the Winter Mountains, through the Frost Forest, over the Endless Snow Fields, and finally to the deepest part of the Reckless Ice Field, where there was an unfathomable howling abyss, a true forbidden place for the Endless Snow Fields, where even the most powerful white dragons would not dare to stay for long.
Legend has it that the bottom of the abyss is inhabited by a powerful demon, and some say that there is a bottomless abyss connected there.
And now, no matter how terrible the evil is there, he must go to the Wailing Abyss and complete the trials of the Wrath Lord Koschurch.
"When I regain my strength, the cold winter will once again sweep through the forest, the red dragon will be reduced to a sacrifice to my lord, the silver dragon will become a tool for the breeding of frost giants, the teachings of my lord will spread in this world, and the world will usher in a new ......"
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