Chapter Thirty-Four: The Battlefield Is Ruthless Falling into the Tunnel

The chaotic battlefield is full of killings and being killed.

The war is too ruthless, not all of the Frost Witch's side are evil, many of them are races and monsters that have been forcibly controlled by the Frost Witch, resulting in this war not only testing the strength and spirit of everyone.

Driven by the power of thunder, Volibell is invincible on the battlefield.

Once again, he used the power of thunder to scorch a demonized boar, but a familiar figure appeared in front of him.

A bear man with a bear-like face walking upright.

Voliber had just a happy expression on his face, but the bear man was swinging his claws and lunging at Volibel.

"Wake up, my people, wake up." Volibell lost his previous bravery and could only dodge the bearman's attack in embarrassment.

"Volibel! Cheer up, your people are under the control of the Frost Witch! A thunderbolt struck, and Volibell's old friend, Thunder Summoner, Sway, killed the bearman.

"You!" Seeing his people being killed, Volibel suddenly became angry, and raised his claws to shoot at Sway, but looking at his old friend's expectant gaze, Volibel finally came to his senses and withdrew his palm.

"Leave it to me here, you can go somewhere else." Swie understood and Wally Bell said.

Volibel looked at the bears who were fighting each other with the dwarven shield defenders on the front line, tears of remorse flowed in his eyes, he should have returned to the clan sooner.

"Frost Witch, I'm going to kill you!" Voliber chose the direction of the Winter Clan to kill.

The Winter Clan is also in trouble, and as the Frost Witch who controls the Northlands, there are naturally many Northland tribes under her hands. These tribes are actually the same as the Winter Clan. They are all remnants of the Freljord dynasty.

But now they have to fight against different races, of course, because of all these years. In fact, these controlled tribes have long been stained with the blood of many of their kinds.

Therefore, although the warriors belonging to the Winter clan understood that the other party was controlled, they were not soft. It's just that I hate the Frost Witch even more. This is also the purpose of the Winter Clan.

The barbarians don't have so many concerns. Killing between the same people is no obstacle for barbarians.

However, some of the polar orcs under the Frost Witch attracted the attention of the barbarians, and a large number of barbarians stared at these polar orcs to kill. After all, it was the Polar Orcs who wantonly killed the barbarians and drove them out of their homeland.

It can be said that the enemies are very angry when they meet, and the barbarians have been chaotic because of the killing, and the order of the barbarians themselves is not good anyway.

The battlefield had become a mess, and there were no more people around Edward, who had been among the barbarian tribes, to protect them.

Edward could only try to protect the two beside him, Ibeth and Nunu.

After killing a demon wolf rushing towards him, Edward heard an exclamation, and it turned out that Ibeth had fallen into a hole in the ground. Edward rushed over and grabbed her, but the snow was already slippery. Edward could only fall with him.

Fortunately, there was also a lot of snow in the cave, and the two fell without injury.

"Not good!" Edward hugged Ebeth and rolled over.

"Bang!" Another unlucky guy fell from the sky, but this unlucky guy didn't seem so friendly.

Holding the magic blade, Edward dodged the snow leopard's claw blows, and then hit the snow leopard in the face with a burst of electric strikes.

The slight paralyzing effect of the electric shock took effect, and Edward pounced on it, stabbing the snow leopard in the neck with the magic blade in his hand, staining the snow on the ground with a puddle of blood.

The Snow Demon Leopard has a strong vitality, and that's why it is still scratching around trying to die with Edward.

So Edward's left hand turned into an iron fist, and he directly knocked the Snow Demon Leopard unconscious. The blade of his right hand poked hard in, and after a few struggles, the snow demon leopard finally fell to the ground motionless.

Wiping the blood from his face, Edward quickly helped Ebeth up.

"Are you alright?" Edward asked.

Ibise shook her head. He touched a scratch on Edward's arm.

"Minor injury, it's fine." With a light treatment, Edward was able to heal the bloody-looking wound. After all, it was only three cuts.

"Bump!" A huge tremor came from above, and a huge mammoth seemed to have been killed. The tunnel was blocked, and more than a dozen strands of ice fell from it.

Wave your hand and melt the icicles with a fireball. Edward shook his head and said, "It seems that we can't go up, but there is a road here, let's go here and see." ”

Originally, the battle above was very fierce, and with Epbest in the chaotic battle, Edward did not guarantee that he would be able to protect Ibise from harm, so it was safer to stay in this tunnel.

This tunnel is actually more than ten meters deep, and it is blocked by mammoths, and it is impossible to go up, but there is a hole next to it, and Edward takes Epeth towards this hole.

The tunnels were so extensive that they looked like a labyrinth, so after wandering around for a long time, Edward and the others realized that they were completely lost.

"Brother Edward, you see there's something here." Still Ibise's perception was more sensitive, and Edward hurriedly ran over to look.

It turned out that there was a stone wall in front of it, on which there was a very primitive kind of wall carving.

"This monster with huge claws?" Edward looked at the pattern drawn on it, suddenly felt a little familiar, thought for a while, and suddenly said, "Isn't this the Beamon Behemoth?" ”

"I didn't expect that Spirit Walker to be right, and it was just for me to find Beamon. It's just that Beamon is inside the Frozen Mountains, I remember that Big Brother Tedamir said that Beamon should be active in the polar permafrost northwest of the Frozen Mountains. Edward muttered to himself.

"Brother Edward, there's a frozen puppy here, it's so cute!" Ebeth said, pointing to a square block of ice above the altar.

"Ahh It's cold! As soon as Elirose's hand touched the ice, she was frostbitten, and her hands froze.

"Be careful!" Edward hurriedly treated Ibise with a powerful healing technique.

It's just that the power of this frost is very strange, and even strong healing techniques can't do it.

Now Ibesse's originally snow-white little hands showed a dead appearance, the lifeless white and wrinkles, and Edward felt distressed when he saw it.

"Master, this is a curse that can be lifted with the power of order." Spotting Edward's distress, Chicken Wings immediately reminded.

"Really!" Edward was immediately pleasantly surprised to use the power of order to remove the Extreme Cold Curse from Ibex's hand, and then used the powerful healing technique to finally restore the little hand a lot.

"Watch out next time." Edward took Elibeth's hand and said with concern.

"Yes." Ebeth said yes sweetly, and then shyly hid in Edward's arms.

After the two of them warmed up for a while, Edward and Chicken Wings began to study what the frozen puppy was.

Guess what this "puppy" is? (To be continued.) )