The swift meteor-like blow finally exposed the other party's hidden extremely murderous aura, and at that moment, Galen felt his back as if it was being held against thousands of long knives, and it was cutting into his skin inch by inch as the other party approached.

When he felt the blow, he knew that he would never be able to turn around and resist the blow before the other man stabbed him, because it was too fast, but he laughed anyway. Because, he believed that he could definitely stab the sword into the other party's throat before the blood ran dry.

So, come on. Let's see who has more blood. He smiled and closed his eyes, clenched the hilt of his sword, and took a deep breath.

Heavy snowfall. The wind is raging.

The sharp sound of breaking the air caused the air around to spin wildly, and the snowflakes in the sky were stirred into pieces and fell one by one. Before the fierce edge reached Galen's body, it had already made a piercing screech across his armor.

Death is about to begin.

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When that meteor-like blow appeared, Chen Senran, who was sitting in a tent in the camp with a glass of red wine, felt the pain that ripped the nerve again, as if someone was forcibly overdrawing his spiritual power.

The sudden sharp pain made him almost unable to grasp the wine glass, and a moment of trembling caused a little of the wine in the glass to spill out, dripping onto the open copy of the "Scenery of the Northern Country", through the dark oak leaf paper, soaked in a strange black.

Chen Senran put down the wine glass, rubbed his swollen temples, glanced at the sleeping little Lori behind him, and tucked the quilt for the little girl who was extremely bad at sleeping, he stood up and began to walk out.

He had to figure it out, or he might lose his life because of it.

Lifting the tent, trying not to let the majestic wind and snow enter the tent, he first came to Lao Du's tent entrance, just when he just wanted to call Lao Du's name, the nerve-tearing pain surged up again, knocking him to the ground again and again, he held the ground with one hand, and kept gasping and looking into the distance covered by heavy snow.

This time, he's locked on target.

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Just as the claws had already touched Galen's armor and were about to pierce his flesh and release blood, there was suddenly no movement behind him.

The claw, which was originally as fast as a meteor, seemed to be frozen in that bloodthirsty moment, and this sudden change made Galen stunned for a moment.

Then he finally remembered something, opened his eyes, and looked at the snow not far away.

There, there was a woman standing tall and bowed like a full moon. It wasn't until this moment that the crisp sound of the bowstring sounded in the air.

The bits and pieces of snowflakes finally landed. Galen let out a long breath, turned to look at the thing that was completely frozen, and slowly raised the dreadnought greatsword in his hand.

It was only at this moment that he finally saw through the dim moonlight what kind of monster he had killed so many of his brothers.

It was a red-skinned, thin-winged monster with a hard carapace and razor-sharp claws. Like a red praying mantis.

Galen was not wrong about one thing, and that was that it was indeed strangely shaped and extremely ugly.

"Pay with your life for your killing." Galen held his sword in both hands, and the cold moonlight accompanied by snowflakes falling on his blade, "Farewell to the world, bastard." ”

"I thought, you'd better not do that." A low, rough sound like a hundred thousand hammers falling together sounded out of the distance at an inopportune time.

Galen lowered his sword and frowned, the direction of the voice coming from was ...... Ash.

Turning his head, Galen slung his sword to the ground and looked in that direction, the ice archer who was about to walk over was caught by the neck of a rough and wild claw full of naked violent beauty.

"I'm sorry." Ash calmly lowered the ice bow in his hand, without a hint of fear.

"Woman, don't speak, otherwise, I don't mind killing you first." The owner of the claws finally showed his face, and he grabbed Ash's neck with one hand and walked towards Galen step by step.

The wind and snow blew the hair all over his body, and his hideous bony armor reflected a terrifying white light in the faint moonlight.

The fangs on his face and his lion-like eyebrows all indicate his inhuman origin, and at this moment, another monster that has crept out of the darkness is slowly approaching with a very aggressive pace.

"So, Mr. Lion, the so-called rulers of the Purest Land of Freljord are actually two?" Galen slowly rubbed the hilt of the dreadnought greatsword, and he wanted to slow down the opponent's indomitable momentum.

"No, that's my prey too." The humanoid monster with a lion's face replied indifferently, and the pace of the attack was still unhurried.

"So you're trying to swap with me now? After all, I caught this prey first. Galen's eyelids jumped, the other party's silent hijacking of Ash had already made him extremely jealous, and he was not too sure of defeating this guy.

"Yes, exchange, I have no interest in you weak mortal skulls, you just give it to me and you can with this woman." The lion-faced guy finally stopped five yards in front of Galen and uttered something arrogant to the extreme.

"Did you kill last night's soldier?" Galen was still rubbing the hilt of his sword, and he looked at Ash, who just gave him a nonchalant glance.

What a fearless woman.

"No, that's what this guy ate to replenish his strength...... Okay, I don't want to talk nonsense with you, if you don't look good, killing you will need to waste a little of my physical strength, and it may hurt me to hunt in the future, I will definitely kill you now, you have too many problems. The lion-faced guy waved his hand impatiently, "Hurry up." ”

"Okay." Galen asked the last question he wanted to know, and held up the praying mantis, which had been completely frozen into a piece of ice, and handed it over.

"." The lion-faced guy casually threw Ash over like a chicken, and reached out with his other paw to catch Galen's prey.

I pulled it, but it didn't move. Galen didn't let go.

"You ......" the lion tilted his neck and pulled out a very ugly smile on his face, as if he hadn't smiled in decades.

"It killed many of my brothers, I must kill them with my own hands, since you want to rob it, kill me first." Galen looked directly at the other party's eyes, which concealed countless indifference and cruelty, and said slowly.

The lion's face was still smiling, but he didn't laugh out loud, and he let go of his hand, as if happy.

"Very well, mortal, very courageous, I have changed my mind, I am going to store your skull in my third collection, thank me for giving you such high glory."

"It's a great honor." Galen threw the ice sculpture in his hand to the ground, raised his long sword with both hands, and his eyes were cold.

The snowy night is still long.

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It's finally a Saturday and Sunday...... Tomorrow I will make up for my sleep and try to write better.