The king of the barbarians?

Tydamir?

Hearing the combination of these two terms, Red's eyes narrowed, and he had almost guessed which world he was in now.

At the same time, the strong man with the horned helmet, after letting out a roar, lifted a giant sword engraved with golden glittering runes from behind him and charged towards Red.

Even so, Red stood still, and neither Aretha nor Psi seemed to have any intention of helping Red.

Rumble!

Just as the man who claimed to be Tedamir rushed in front of Red, the scorching red light energy erupted with a powerful shockwave centered on Red.

Anger erupts!

"Chief!"

Amid the exclamations of countless people behind him, Tedamir was blasted out without resistance, and then slammed to the ground.

Red, on the other hand, still had a graceful expression, not even glancing at the enemy who had attacked him, but just holding his chin in deep thought.

"So this is the Valoran continent, Freljord to be precise - no, not entirely sure, it could also be a parallel universe of skins?"

While Red muttered to himself, Tedamir, who had been thrown to the ground, also used the greatsword in his hand to support himself and staggered to his feet.

"Chief, let's kill him together! We're outnumbered, and we're able to ask Lakstark's War Mother for reinforcements—"

"No! All of you stand back, and not one of you will make a move, or you will only become food for him! ”

Tedamir snorted, his eyes fixed on Red with hatred.

"Sure enough...... This power to fight with blood - exactly the same murderer who destroyed my tribe! ”

As a warrior born into a mountain clan and who has experienced countless deathmatches, Tedamir recognizes enemies not through memory, but through instinctive instincts.

And Red felt very familiar to him, a nightmare that he didn't know how many midnights he recalled as the King of the Barbarians.

a living greatsword wrapped in blood as if it were alive;

the arrogance that can easily shoot him away like a little worm;

And, of course, the instinct that sparked the endless anger in him.

All this convinced Tydamir that the man in front of him had an endless relationship with the demon who slaughtered his people on that winter night!

"No, I think you're mistaken, Tedamir."

Red raised his head and looked thoughtfully at the Barbarian King in front of him.

"I have nothing to do with the sword demon Aatrox who attacked your hometown, and I don't have any hostility towards you-"

"Was his name Aatrox?! You know him! ”

And Rhett's words not only failed to bring down the fire of Tydamir, but it was like adding fuel to the fire.

"You'd better not move, because I'm going to cut off your limbs and pry all the information about him out of your mouth - if you do, I'll probably kill you if you do!"

Ooh.

In the next second, Tedamir let out a battle cry that soared into the sky, and the whole person spun like a spinning top at high speed, and slashed in the direction of Red.

Red sighed.

He made three mistakes just now.

First, he is actually not very familiar with the history of the Valoran continent, after all, the stories of this world often change inconsistencies inexplicably-

In high-dimensional terms, it is called "eating books", and in low-dimensional terms, it is called "world-line changes".

So he didn't know that this Tedamir hadn't even investigated the true body of the Darkspawn demon who killed his own people, which only made him even more suspicious.

Second, the people he usually deals with are generally more polite and well-behaved than him, but Red himself is often a barbarian and unreasonable character-

But the king of the barbarians in front of him seems to be more savage and violent than himself, and it is no wonder that his personality is not much better to survive in this harsh environment.

Thirdly-

"Sure enough, people shouldn't do things that they are not good at."

Tedamir's whirlwindmill-like slash had already rushed in front of Red, and the barbarian king had already made up the sight of the enemy in front of him.....

But in the next second, he suddenly noticed a problem.

Red's voice came from overhead.

"Convincing people with virtue is still not suitable for me—"

I saw that at the moment when the whirlwind slash was about to hit him, he turned into an afterimage and came into the air with extreme speed.

"Fighting and killing is my style."

Bang!

The moment the blade of blood qi manifested in Red's hand, he immediately held the blood blade and slashed vertically.

Feeling the threat of death, Tedamir immediately stopped spinning, instinctively raising his two-handed greatsword to block the blow......

In reality, however, Red's blade wasn't aimed at him.

Red was aiming at the ground in front of Tedamir.

Bang!

The shockwave caused by the landslide sent Tedamir flying out again, and at the same time caused the ground covered in ice and snow to melt rapidly.

Surrounded by swirling water vapor, Red's figure resembled a ghost.

In front of him, Tedamir, who had been blasted away again, let out a low, meaningless roar and struggled to get up from the ground.

Although he only suffered the damage of the shockwave, it also made his skin and flesh bloom all over his body.

However, it can be seen that as his anger intensifies, the wounds on Tedamir's body are healing at a rate that is visible to the naked eye.

"I'm also a little pressed for time, though...... However, as the saying goes, sharpening a knife is not a mistake for a woodcutter. ”

Red looked at the red-glowing light ring in his hand, and he had sensed it in the battle with Tedamir, the barbarian king could provide him with a lot of angry energy.

"It never hurts to use you to grab as much energy as you can."

——

"Bron, I had just escaped from Sigra, and I could have been able to talk with my good friend about adventures outside the tribe...... But I didn't expect that you, like my war sacrifice, would be nagging and urging me to talk about marriage. ”

In Lakstak, Freljord, the new capital of the largest tribal union in Freljord for centuries.

In a small newly built palace beneath the huge statue of Alvarossa, the War Mother who leads this tribal alliance is entertaining guests.

It's just that now this war mother put down her Ice God Bow and sat on the fire and hugged her legs, her bulging cheeks seemed to be just an ordinary girl.

But in fact, she is indeed only the age of a girl, but this is overlooked by many people.

In the eyes of others, she is the reincarnation of the eternally determined Avarosa, a skilled and invincible warrior mother who leads the tribes of this extremely cold land with kindness and majesty.

Ice shooter, Ash.

And in order to convince the tribes, Ash must also maintain this image -

Except in front of this dear friend.

Sitting in the chair across from Ash was a tall, muscular man, and next to his chair was a huge shield with a sheep's head sculpted.

However, in stark contrast to his strong and powerful physique, his bald head with a mustache shows an extremely gentle and honest expression.

"There's no way, after all, Ash, you're at this age, aren't you...... And I'm different from the others, who actually ask you not to find a husband, but a so-called ally—and I want to introduce you to someone who is worthy of your life's trust and can give you happiness. ”

My own happiness?

An imperceptible gloom flashed in Ash's eyes.

She knew very well that personal happiness was too much of a luxury for her, determined to reunite Freljord.

As is a tradition of the Freljord tribe, the marriage of the leader can be seen as an unbreakable covenant, but it is precisely because of this that Ash is at the center of political struggle.

No matter which large tribe she chooses a husband from, it will cause resentment and jealousy among other tribes, which in turn may lead to conflict.

That's why Ash kept trying to delay this issue...... But it can't be postponed forever.

With a light sigh, Ash smiled wryly at his best friend.

"Well, which big tribe warrior are you recommending? It's not just that you've only known each other for a short time, maybe you're just going to introduce you to me after a drink together, Bron. ”

As soon as Ash's words fell, the strong man named Bron touched his beard a little awkwardly, and it seemed that Ash's words were at least partially correct.

"It's true that I've only known him for a short time...... But you have to trust my way of looking at people, and I'm not going to look away - and you're a little wrong, he's a warrior, but he's not from a big tribe. ”

Ash raised her eyebrows, and Bron's words intrigued her slightly.

"Have you ever heard of Tedamir? The mountain tribe kid who came to Xindu a few weeks ago. ”

Hearing Bron's words, Ash frowned slightly.

"That guy who just came here and caused trouble everywhere, regardless of the fact that he started a duel when he saw someone, and called himself the barbarian king? I've heard that he seems to be trying to make his tribe respected, but that might be a bit counterproductive. ”

"yes, stupid—but pure, isn't it. And he also proved his strength, I knew him in a duel......."

Bron began to recount his experience of meeting Tedamir, and Ash thoughtfully brushed the gray hair from his ear.

Tydamir? Maybe you can really think about it, the fact that he is not from a big tribe is a plus, but only if he has the strength to face the challengers of other big tribes-

At this moment, Ash suddenly heard hurried footsteps outside the door, her face changed drastically and she quickly stood up from the chair, and the original girl's expression was swept away, replaced by the solemn and steady majesty of the war mother.

She knew that if it wasn't for something important, she wouldn't be in such a hurry.

"What's going on?"

Ash looked at the panting war sacrifice in front of him, who said hurriedly.

"There was a duel near Lakstak...... One of them was the Tydamir, who had just come to join the tribe......"

It's him?

Ash said with a wry smile.

"Which tribal leader did he challenge this time?"

"N-don't know! We don't know the man he fought at all. ”

Hearing the words of the war sacrifice, Ash's expression became serious.

She had also heard of Tydamir's fighting power, and the strange powerhouse who could compete with him was near Lakstark?

"The point is that if this continues, Tydamir will be beaten to death!"

——

Tedamir was on the verge of being killed by Red.

This statement is incorrect.

To be precise, it was Red who kept the strength under control to the point where Tedamir was on the verge of death.

"Stand up, Tedamir, you're not just going to be like this, are you...... Why don't you show me the so-called five-second real man ability? ”

Tydamir, who was covered in bruises and had almost completely turned into a bloody man, seemed to be unable to hear Red clearly due to his injuries, but even so, when he heard words like "real man", he knew that Red was mocking him.

The indomitable soul ignites the fire, and the anger heals the flesh.

With that, Tedamir stood up again with his greatsword.

Seeing this scene, Red showed a satisfied smile, it seems that this power bank can still squeeze some more energy.

However, unlike the Taydamir, who had been defeated and kept going berserk, the warriors of the Mountain Tribes who had gone out hunting with Tadamir were shrouded in despair and terror.

If Red simply defeated or killed Tedamir, it might only make these warriors hate Rhett and survive for revenge.

But like a cat playing with mice, Red easily beats their spiritual pillar to the leader they thought they were invincible.

It made them feel even more devastated.

So in the midst of the collapse, some of them made wrong judgments.

Red, who is enjoying the battle, looks invincible...... But the woman and the cat behind him seemed so weak.

"Hey, Lingxing, how long is Red going to play?"

Aretha sat on a large rock and watched boredly as Tedamir and Red battled.

As an experienced Green Lantern, she certainly found out that Red didn't actually have killing intent, so she didn't intend to stop him.

Lingxing was next to her, leisurely combing her hair with her tongue.

At that moment, several figures snuck around their rear and gradually approached them.

"It's now!"

Several warriors from the mountain tribes pounced on Lingxing and Aretha at the same time, and the two of them who did not react made them both more convinced of their judgment.

But they forgot about a possibility.

Elephants don't worry about being surrounded by ants.

"Don't move! Otherwise...... Belch! ”

Aretha is still very immature - this is a judgment made by Red based on his own standards, but in fact, being selected to be a Green Lantern is already a one-in-a-million existence.

For the sneak attack that came from behind and tried to tie her neck, Aretha didn't even use the light ring, and simply threw the sneak attacker out with an over-the-shoulder throw.

And the one who attacked Aretha was relatively lucky.

"Uhhhhh......h

The warrior who wanted to catch the Spirit Star looked in horror at his fingers, which had almost turned to charcoal, and what made it even more terrifying was that the kitten floated into the air and opened its mouth wide at them—

But at this moment.

A huge blue ice arrow struck the Spirit Star from a distance.