On the battlefield of the central snowfield, the army of the Snow Line suddenly launched a fierce attack on the giant army of the Titan Protoss in front of him.

"Are these snowlinemen crazy?" said the Golden Titan Socrates in surprise.

Along with it is the Golden Titan Plato, who is on the west side of the battlefield.

Fortunately, the direction in which these snow line armies launched a desperate attack was different from the direction in which the two of them led the troops to surround them, so the two demigod-level golden titans did not take corresponding countermeasures at the first time.

"That should be the frontal battlefield where Agnère is, and it will give it a headache for a while. Plato laughed.

They are both demigods under Hephaestus, the god of fire and artisans, but they are deeply contradictory to each other.

Agnère was able to eat deflated, and Plato and Socrates were happy to see it.

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"Lord Locke, our warriors have begun to counterattack, isn't it time for you to set off as well?" said the Elder of the Snow Linemen, raising his head, to Locke, who had opened his bloodline transformation.

Locke's bloodline looks like a skeleton monster after transforming, and no matter which direction you look at, it is synonymous with not entering the living.

Moreover, the strong biological force field possessed by the third-level creature also put a lot of pressure on this Snow Lineman Elder.

"Wait, the slave creatures aren't ready for battle. Standing on the back of the mutant cow Geglon, waiting quietly beside him was the demigod-level dark battle tyrannosaur beast, Locke said unhurriedly.

The life or death of the Snow Line Man has nothing to do with him.

Although he had promised to save them from the encirclement, Locke did not say that he would go now.

Whether it's a slave creature or a knight under his command, any loss is an outcome that Locke doesn't want to see.

He would rather let these warriors of the Snow Line Clan take their place to wear down the strength of the Titan Giant Legion on the battlefield.

Locke's inaction made the Snow Line Elders beside him anxious like ants on a hot pot.

The soldiers on the front line are sacrificing every second, and as an elder of the clan, he can't help them in any way, what a kind of torment.

Half a day passed like this.

Even the high-ranking Titan Protoss leaders such as Ather, who found the traces of Locke and others on the front line of the battlefield, were a little curious about the meaning of the appearance of this corps.

If it weren't for the encirclement of the Snow Line army, it was personally ordered by the fourth-level Titan God, Lord Hephaestus, and Arthur wanted to lead the army to trouble Locke and the others.

"Are those snowliners crazy, why are they only rushing towards our front!" exclaimed a Silver Titan on the front lines.

It's true that the Titans love to eat Snow Linemen, but if there are too many of them, it is enough to burst the stomach of the Titans' giants.

In this central snowfield battlefield, there are still nearly 120,000 snow-line troops in total.

These snowliner warriors are also the last elite of this plane, and almost every one of them has the strength of an entry-level squire or above.

It plays an important role in determining whether the Snow Line people can be inherited and continued in the future.

"Lord Arthur, the Wizarding World's legion is on the move, and the target is us!" As Interim Commander Arthur's patience was about to be worn out, a message finally came from a bronze Titan.

"Hmph, they're the ones who are waiting!Send out three thousand warriors to deal with that legion, and call the two of them Herac and Taylor over!" Arthur ordered to the Bronze Titan.

Only one-third of the Titans faced Locke's army, not because of Arthelto, but because the Titans were already adapted to the battle of winning more with less.

Moreover, the life energy level of these giants is all above the first level, and against Locke, a corps composed mainly of slave creatures, it is really not necessary to lose.

"Remember what you promised!" Locke sneered at the Snowlineman Elder who was prostrate on the ground on the back of the mutant beast Gegron.

Had it not been for the poor native's promise of many additional conditions, Locke would have been watching the battle for a little longer.

The sorrow of the weak creature is nothing more than that.

Slave creatures and knight troops stepped into the battlefield together, and the most prominent and eye-catching of them were the third-level mutant beast slaves and dark battle tyrannosaurus beasts at the forefront.

"That's ......" Silver Titan Arthur looked at the Dark Battle Tyrannosaurus in the sky, and suddenly a feeling of unease rose in his heart.

With an older brother at the level of the Golden Titan, Arthur was certainly able to see the life level of the Dark Battle Tyrannosaurus.

Even it could feel that the Dark Battle Tyrannosaurus Beast, which was not even as large as itself, was probably even stronger than its older brother.

"Damn, there is a strong enemy of this level, how come there is no information in advance. "Silver Titan Arthur's face was full of solemnity.

He had just received news that his brother Agnel had led a team of Titan Giant warriors to the Water Vapor Half Plane to investigate the situation of the Titan Giants stationed there.

According to the itinerary of the water vapor half-plane from the world of the Snow Lineman, I am afraid that it will take at least half a month for Agnel to return.

"Do you want to go to Socrates and Plato for help? Arthur considered.

The most suitable opponent for a demigod-level powerhouse is none other than an existence of the same level.

With no corresponding Golden Titan to suppress them on the frontal battlefield, Arthur was very worried that the encirclement given to them by the gods of flames and craftsmen would be broken by the combination of these snowliners and the sudden appearance of knights and slave creatures.

It was also when Arthur was struggling that the intensity of the front-line battlefield had become white-hot.

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