The fear in the camp of the Northern Coalition was still fermenting, and on the other side, the Winter Wolf King in the Loess Plains outside the Funnel Mountains was also in a desperate situation. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Inversely proportional to the majesty of the white wolf when he first summoned it, at first the insect could not help him, but with the crazy consumption of his physical strength, the number of insect alien insects did not decrease but increased, dozens of stinging snakes continued to pour bone spurs towards him, and the white wolf was pierced into a hedgehog, if it was not a spirit, it would have been poisoned to death.

"It's remarkable that he was a valiant warrior and was able to hold off an army of alien beasts on his own for so long. The chief of the red knight said sincerely.

"But he is not a qualified commander, and the first reaction in the face of an ambush is not to organize an effective defense, but to retreat, and the army is even more undisciplined. Another Grand Knight Captain commented.

"You can't blame him entirely, after all, they suddenly encountered a large-scale divine attack, and I don't think there are many warlocks in their army, so there is nothing wrong with the decision to retreat. The Grand Knight Captain in Red said.

"But if you had organized a defense in the first place in the event of an attack, the casualties would never have been so heavy. The Grand Knight Chief, who was arguing with the Cardinal Chief, said.

"And then, on such a plain, if a defensive formation is completely formed, it is just a target, and a temporary retreat is a good strategy, not to mention that he has two other forces to worry about. The chief of the red knight said unhappily.

"Okay, you two, this is in front of the Holy Envoy, both pay attention to my image. Modal reprimanded harshly.

The two great knights gave up, otherwise they would quarrel for a longer time.

However, Ao Xingfeng was fascinated by Quentin's battle and did not pay attention to the argument next to him.

The big sword attached to the frost will bring out a long trajectory every time it is slashed, which looks quite ornamental, and the jumping insects that are slashed by the sword qi will immediately lose their combat effectiveness, even if it is not enough to be fatal, but then they can only lie on the ground and watch the battle, not to mention that there are several majestic white giant wolves next to him.

But as time passed, the frost on the big sword began to become weaker and weaker, and the sword qi that was originally 5 meters was reduced to 3 meters, and the stinging snake was still squirting bone spurs in the distance, he wanted to deal with the group of tricky monsters, but there were too many melee monsters in front of him, and it took dozens of minutes for him to only advance ten meters, and the new injuries added to his body were several times that of before.

Rao did this, and the swarm became impatient and impatient, and there was a commotion in the swarm, and an even greater monster emerged from the ground, still flowing with a corrosive green liquid from its mouth.

The attack of the jumping insects temporarily stopped, and began to surround Quentin, leaving a space of 50 meters in the middle, and the white wolf pack and Quentin also stopped attacking, taking this opportunity to rest their bodies for a while.

However, although he was resting his body, Quentin's eyes were always on the newly appeared monster, and as soon as the monster moved slightly, he would immediately return to combat mode.

The reality was not as good as he thought, when his body relaxed, the severe pain spread to his whole body like a tide, if he had a mirror, he would find that his lips were already purple, and his eyes were bloodshot, which was a sign of severe poisoning.

Quentin looked at the back of his hand, his brows furrowed, his blood vessels turned a little black, no wonder his physical strength passed so quickly, and his hands trembled.

"Roar!" the cockroach roared, and the corrosive liquid spurted out of its mouth, drawing a parabola in the air and flying precisely towards Quentin's head.

Quentin gritted his teeth, his trembling hands clenched his greatsword again, and with some slashes, he slashed the flying ball of liquid in half and landed on the ground next to him.

The moment the liquid touched the ground, a large amount of white smoke immediately came out, and even the place where the giant sword in his hand came into contact began to corrode, and the sword body was corroded into a large gap.

"What kind of poison is this? Even steel can't defend against it!" Quentin broke out in a cold sweat, he had never seen anything so weird, and his vigilance against the new monster suddenly rose to the highest.

Poof! The cockroach soon spewed acid again, spitting out a ball of acid every two seconds.

The first time he learned his lesson, Quentin didn't dare to defend, but moved left and right to dodge, but the huge white wolf couldn't be as agile as he was in such a small space.

When one of the acid balls landed on a white wolf, the fur on the white wolf's body instantly turned black, emitting black smoke, and the injured white wolf wailed in pain, the acid did not stop there, corroded the fur and skin surface, and began to penetrate deeper places, intending to cause more damage.

When the white wolf's companion saw that it was in such pain, he stretched out his tongue to lick the wound, but as if he had licked the churning lava, half of his tongue stuck to the white wolf's body.

"No!" Quentin cried out indignantly, but the cockroach would not stop at the pity of the enemy, but spat acid more cheerfully.

The chief knight on the city wall with cockroach companions looked surprised, although he had also practiced with others after getting cockroaches, but because he had said in advance not to hurt his opponent, he had never seen this kind of attack, and what surprised him was that that kind of poison could destroy steel and spirits, didn't this mean that even if his opponent was wearing thick armor, it was equivalent to being naked?

The white wolf's spirit defense was broken, and the stinging snakes began a new round of bone spur bombardment, and this time the bone spurs no longer just pierced the surface of the skin, but completely penetrated the entire root.

Under the fire of dozens of stinging snakes, the first white wolf soon turned into a little starlight and disappeared into the world.

"Yog, King of the Frostwolves, please bring the relics back to my homeland and let my eldest son inherit my throne. Seeing that the general trend had turned, Quentin, the king of the winter wolf, took off his helmet and handed it to the largest white wolf.

"Mortal, if we depart now, you will surely die. The Frostwolf King actually spoke.

"This is my fate, I will gladly accept it, take the holy relics back, remember to bring my will. After Quentin finished his last sentence, he suddenly roared, and an unprecedented momentum rose from his body, and the blizzard turned into a whirlpool condensed in his raised great sword.

"Farewell to the Frost Wolf King!" Quentin's big sword in his hand was forcefully commanded, and the blizzard gathered around the sword body erupted, turning into a horizontal tornado with broken ice, and the encirclement of the insects was instantly cut out by him.

The Frostwolf King rushed out from Quentin's side: "Farewell to Quentin, Winter Wolf King, my friend." ”

Woo~ The white wolves let out a mournful long howl, followed the frost wolf king and rushed out of the encirclement, and rushed all the way north without looking back.

Poof~ A ball of acid that shimmered green drew a beautiful arc in the air and smashed exactly behind Quentin.

"Ahh

The winds of the far north never stop.

Late at night in the cold winter, people gather around the fire to drink and sing.

Goddess Skadi, show me the way of hope.

Can you give me a little warmth on the way to Valhalla?

Let the lonely traveler have a place to hide from the frost.

When I return to Valhalla, I'll sing your praises.

The twelve stars shining in the night sky, the white moonlight that clothed me in holy robes.

Please the warriors of the expedition may return to their homeland with honor.

Quentin, who was unable to support his body, knelt on the ground, endured the sharp pain in his back, ignored the monsters around him, and reverently closed his eyes and sang the folk songs of his hometown.