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The snow had been falling for two days, and not only did it show no signs of stopping, but it was making the heart of the Broken Horn almost freeze.

The intense freezing solidifies an infinite amount of snow.

Along the way, under this blizzard, if the broken horn is not miscalculated, he has witnessed two hundred and forty tribes or villages lying on their stomachs, completely disappearing from this world. "The migration of beasts has been completely extinct, and the cold, hunger, and many unprepared tribes and races have been completely crushed, this is a natural disaster!"

In the cold of winter, the tribes that did not make a fire were as cold as the stones on the road, buried in a thick layer of snow.

In those white plains, piles of white ore are not only habitats that look like dead, but are literally covered with its corpse cloth.

The city of the Spartan Empire, located on the white plains, was already in sight, and suddenly, Broken Corner saw large snowflakes falling from the sky.

The wind whined, it was an even bigger blizzard.

In an instant, the dark sky merged with the sea of snow, and everything became blurred, like the prophecy of the Minotaur Prophet, making it difficult to touch the broken horns.

"Fallen Strike!"

On a section of the Spartan wall, Kratos' feet kicked hard against the stone wall.

The level 4 skill of the Void Sanctuary made his whole body vertical, and his entire majestic posture was like a projectile thrown from a ballista, and then flew into the air......

Within 5,000 meters of the Imperial City of Sparta.

The totem pole was bright, and his keen perception made the broken corner decisively raise his head. Squinting his eyes, trying to see through the snow and fog.

When he saw a black dot coming out of thin air. Broken Horn waved his hands and lifted the totem pole with all his might. Take a defensive stance that surprises other minotaurs.

The totem pole, which is covered with various mysterious symbols, turns solid gold when the broken horn is violently lifted.

"The power of the Minotaur totem!"

Bang―――――― snow powder flying.

The collision of tough to tough, strength to strength, and skill to skill made the ground shake under your feet.

It was like stepping on a piece of steel, and the soles of my feet cracked and hurt, and I fell to the ground heavily. Kratos leans over, his arms stiff, like pincers. Clung to the cold ground. At this moment, Kratos's face was flushed with excitement while his pupils constricted, and he finally met an opponent of equal strength.

On the other hand, Broken Horn carried a totem pole and retreated more than a dozen steps in a row, like a bull traveling far away with a load, panting heavily, exhaling a white cyclone visible to the naked eye from his nostrils. And quickly swing your head from side to side. Trying to make the vertigo's head sober.

"Minotaur wandering in the wind and snow, you have lost your way and stand on the land of the Spartans!"

In the face of Kratos's cold drink, there is no need to get the order of the broken corner. Three hundred and seven minotaur warriors, panting heavily, with heavy steps. Silently, he pulled out the giant heavy sword behind his back and quickly dispersed. It filled the clearing, and then quickly condensed together. Surround Kratos.

"Don't be presumptuous, Minotaur. This is a human general dressed in a red robe, and it seems that we have reached the destination of the prophet's mouth. ”

The sound of the broken horn sounded at the right time, stopping the Spartan Imperial City, three hundred Spartan heavy-helmeted warriors, ready to launch a fallen blow.

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Snowball fights are blowing, and the wind is helping the snow.

Walk inside the walls of Sparta and follow the wide, smooth central avenue all the way on.

Witness the grandeur of the Imperial City of Sparta and the completion of the construction of a tenth of the Imperial Palace. Broken Corner looked at the huge site of the imperial palace, and admired the prophet's prophecy in his heart. "This is a painstaking and time-consuming project, more than a dozen times larger than the Minotaur Temple. Only a strong empire and a civilization blessed by the new gods can complete this majestic construction. ”

Roar――――――

Suddenly, there was a tyrannical roar that made Broken Horn and his minotaur warriors nervous.

As his gaze widened, staring at the abruptly turned view of the pursue, the minotaur swore he was not mistaken.

Yes, that's the Abyssal Worm. In the old language of the Minotaurs, they prefer to call it the Tyrant Lizard King.

Bound by thick chains and tied to stone pillars, it is the top predator of the Barbarian Continent except for the Wyvern, the most famous abyssal worm that appears every winter, the overlord of the land, the abyssal worm Earth Dragon!

Whether it is a wyvern or an earth dragon, the skin of almost every abyssal insect is covered with scales that can be called defensive perversion.

They rule the land and the sky, and no other animal can compete with them, they are veritable overlords.

The two-headed tyrant Lizard King, 15 meters long, 7 meters tall, and weighing 23 tons. This is the result of Aaron's counting, and the words are clearly marked on the stone tablet on one side.

Of course, compared to these two lines of less important and incomprehensible unit markings, the most sensitive passage on the stele seems to be more worthy of concern and oppression.

"Stranger, if you are a friend of the Spartan Empire, the palace has food and water ready for you. If you are a hypocrite, then stop here, for the food and water of Sparta will remain here with your bones. ”

The tyrant Lizard King, rising from his couch, opened his bloody mouth and roared at the minotaur while showing off his huge jawbone and more than 60 "big nails" in his mouth.

In fact, the one-meter-long arm of the tyrant lizard king is more developed and stronger than the minotaur arm.

Perhaps without the need to use teeth, the tyrant Lizard King could easily crush a grown man with just one arm and one trample.

"Shut up, idiot. You woke up my emperor's lunch break! Immediately with Kratos's rebuke, a Spartan heavy-helmeted warrior raised the shield in his hand and struck the tyrant Lizard King the leg, causing it to let out a whimpering pain.

I have to say that this shocking scene made Broken Horn and the minotaur warriors behind him look straight and thrilling. The palms of each minotaur unconsciously touched the position of the hilt, and the palms of their hands were covered with sweat.

The disaster of the Abyss Worm has already been described as a natural disaster for the Savage Continent.

And now, this kind of powerless natural disaster is controlled and oppressed by manpower. Challenging a certain optic nerve while subverting the entire recorded history.

It has long been no secret that the worms of the abyss possess intelligence that is not inferior to that of humans.

From the backs of the two tyrant lizard kings, the injuries caused by the sharp claws, and the broken horns can be seen to be the work of the giant eagle. But to get the tyrant Lizard King to submit, this is beyond the realm of Broken Horn's comprehension.

After all, the Minotaur didn't know that in the huge and magnificent imperial palace in front of him, there was not only an emperor sitting there, he was also a flying dragon.

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In the cold and raging snowstorm, Kratos's cheers made this corner of the imperial palace once again immersed in silence.

Walking up hundreds of steps, the four corners of the palace are supported by gray-white marble columns, calm and quiet in the cold wind.

In the palace, the stone steps between the marble pillars hung a hazy veil, and the breeze blew through the tulle, and the silver veil and the firelight reflected each other, showing the colorful colors.

The invention of fire created mankind, and the brazier brought the temperature so that the huge palace was not as cold as outside.

"So, tell me who you are, Minotaur or Minotaur?"

Sitting high on the Iron Throne, Aaron has an irrepressible interest in the Minotaur leader Broken Horn as he walks into the hall.

As he said, in the Savage Continent, there are minotaurs and minotaurs.

One is a Wasteland Wanderer who resembles an ogre, and the other is a civilized Minotaur from the Berserker Temple.

"Prophet of the Temple of Buckingham, command me to convey greetings to you, His Majesty the Great Emperor of Sparta."

The special facial features make the bull's nose that the broken horn Gu Gu always seems to be moving, but on the whole, it does not affect his majestic body and majestic physique. And there is also the sincerity of the broken horn tone and the mysterious mystery that is absent.

Speaking of mystery and mystery, after witnessing the two tyrants who lived a slave life, the feeling of believing in Broken Horn is even stronger.

“………… The Prophet told me that you are ready to march into the center of this world! As the great Buckingham prophet prophesied, there will be no one who can stop you from stepping over the wall of despair. And to call on the Savage Continent to reorganize the former 'Berserker Alliance', you will need the help of the Minotaurs. …… To show the temple's sincerity, the Minotaurs have persuaded 6 berserker tribes to join your Imperial army on the way. ”

The thick black eyebrows, the eyebrows reveal the bearing of the emperor.

A relatively new scar on his cheek, the broken horn believed that it was an unintentional act of some human beauty in excitement, and he would not believe that it was a scratch from the conquest of the two tyrant Lizard Kings.

As Aaron beckoned, a waiter was immediately seated and a sumptuous meal was served.

First of all, it doesn't matter how this so-called prophet knew his plan.

For sincere foreign emissaries, Sparta never skimped on their food and water.

The Spartan Helmets retreated to the periphery, and the dryad attendants were active above the palace. At this time, Broken Horn noticed a human girl next to the Emperor of the Snowda Empire, the eyes under the eyebrows were very clear, but they looked somewhat similar to the Emperor.

"Perhaps, this is the emperor's daughter?" Broken Corner thinks so.

In the keen perspective of breaking off diplomatic relations, she has a pair of big eyes that are bright and bright. When staring at himself, his long eyelashes always flickered. But Broken Horn still knew through the hidden power of the temple totem, "This little human girl, she actually has the talent to become a temple prophet!" (To be continued......)