Gwen's resolute figure stood in front of Victor, her long dancing silver hair looking even colder in the wind and snow.

At this moment, in front of her, there were thousands or even tens of thousands of barbarian people.

In a land of the far north, a tribe with incomparably scarce resources and a tribe that can only survive by hunting can breed so much effective combat power.

Angus sat in the north for nearly thirty years, and these thirty years were the most nourishing period for the northern barbarians.

Gwen didn't even need to think about it.

The more she thought about it, the more she felt that her father and brother were more and more sinful.

It was their indulgence that led to the wanton breeding of barbarians.

She had a lot to say to Victor behind her.

But at this moment, there was no time for her to continue thinking.

The barbarians had no more thoughts.

The death of the first berserker in an instant made them feel only a trace of timidity, followed by an incomparably violent rage.

The endless rage made the fierce flames wrapped around them even stronger, as if they were about to swallow everything around them into flames in the next second.

They roared wildly, like red demons coming out of hell under the gloomy sky.

In a matter of seconds, all the barbarians rushed forward like crazy.

The roar shook the heavens and the earth, and it lasted for thousands of miles.

It seemed that this ice field could not hold up this extremely terrifying weight, and it sank and floated towards the ice ocean.

The snow flew for 100 meters, and the ice kept shaking.

In the minds of the barbarians, there is only one last thought.

That is,

War.

They believe in war,

When the survival of the barbarians is threatened, they can even unite to the point of unity.

Any location with more abundant resources will become their hunting grounds.

"Woohoo!"

With a roar that resounded in all directions, the barbarians swung countless weapons at Gwen.

Every barbarian is like a natural warrior, they don't have any sense of pulling and long-range consumption.

Only this obedient instinct to fight.

After all, this is a tribe that can fight even a ten-year-old child.

When countless barbarians rushed up, Gwen didn't make any extra moves.

She just maintained a sword-wielding posture, protecting Victor from beginning to end.

It's like waiting for something.

Finally......

A deep voice began to sound.

Under the sky, countless magic energy arrays were instantly spread over everything, and thousands of magic arrays flashed out of thin air.

As huge magic circles rose one after another, thousands of magic patterns began to entangle with each other between the formations.

The countless formations fused into one, as if with a common will, echoing and flashing.

Endless totems suddenly appeared from between the formations, as if the snowfield, which had been silent for many years, instantly erupted into real anger.

Magical energy of various attributes filled the vast and empty snowfield, covering the entire world in an instant.

Several balls of fire burst out from between the red formations, tearing through the dry air.

With the eruption of flames, the lush branches turned into spikes and struck at the barbarians.

The two instantly merged together, forming countless rain of fire in the sky, piercing the boundless ocean of ice.

Purple thunder and white storms turned into dragons, and the violent impact and shattering pierced the ground beneath the barbarians' feet, piercing their strong chests.

The hot blood seemed to follow the lightning to stir in the space, gradually sprinkling on the white snowfield, staining a huge piece of red.

The rumbling sound was like the roar of a giant beast, pouring out all kinds of hatred and anger.

Endless magic bombarded the barbarians, and those flesh and blood shattered like fragile glass under the fierce onslaught.

Vladimir stood on top of a snowy cliff not far away, looking at the scenery in front of him, and laughing incessantly.

Behind him were countless mages in white robes.

They chanted magic, and countless intricate formations continued to build links in their hands, reflecting in the sky not far away.

Vladimir carried an ice axe and laughed twice.

"I've never felt so cool today!"

"Boom to Lao Tzu, blow up those puppies for me!"

With his command, those magic moments became denser and more violent.

It is like a variety of fireworks that continue to bloom under the long night sky, celebrating the arrival of dawn.

The poor barbarians were bombarded with furious magic, and they were scurrying with their heads in their hands.

If it is on the flat ground, the barbarians face the mage, and basically slaughter unilaterally.

The mages had nothing to do with the rampaging barbarians.

Compared to physical strength, they naturally can't compare to this group of barbarians.

But now, the terrain is simply unique for mages.

The Far North Ice Sheet is surrounded by mountains, and there is only one very narrow mountain road to get out.

With such a perfect venue, the barbarians could only be forced to eat the attacks from the mages on the snowfield.

Naturally, Erica was not idle, and all kinds of magic in her hands continued to be released.

As a second-order mage, he was already familiar with the second-order magic he had learned before.

It only takes a few seconds for those formation patterns to be drawn.

With the powerful power of wood in her body, her various magic spells have an extremely terrifying sharpness and continuity.

Clusters of flames turned into high-speed arrows and quickly struck at the barbarians above the narrow.

Pierce their heads with precision.

Kill with one hit!

The mages are constantly piling up various buffs on top of each other, and countless spells are emerging one after another.

A single mage may not be able to defeat even an ordinary warrior.

However, when the mages gather together, the huge benefits formed by the mutual enhancement effect can burst out with extremely terrifying power!

It is not impossible to destroy the mountains and fill the deep sea!

The magic in the sky bombarded the world, and the sky seemed to be colorless under the terrifying magic.

After the baptism of various colors, the snow field is full of smoke and dust, and there is no business.

Even the air was filled with the smell of blood.

Victor looked at the spectacular scene in front of him, and his heart was unwavering.

Vega was surprised, squinting her eyes, and only the voice that Victor could hear gradually sounded.

"Have you ever imagined that one day, there will be so many people to help you?"

Victor was expressionless, just responding to it lightly.

"There's only one possibility, they're not helping me."

A steady stream of anger spread among the mages, and Victor knew it well.

"The hatred had been building up for too long, so they just needed a simple fuse."

"Now, their anger is ignited."

The thrill of endless slaughter filled the hearts of the mages, and they took their anger out on the barbarians.

There's a reason for that.

The Pale Magior, Victor knows this organization.

In the game, it belongs to the Northern Empire.

This is a force formed by the hands of a retiring general of the Empire.

They are not of any official nature, they are just organizations formed by people to confront the barbarians.

The people who join the Pale Wizard Society have more or less some connection with the barbarians.

In the beginning, they were ordinary people living in the northernmost part of the empire.

If it is said that the territory ruled by the knights of the north is peaceful, then in this northern border.

The humans who live here are suffering from disasters from the 'evil beasts' all the time.

Relatives and friends died tragically, and families were ruined.

It's pretty much the most common thing here.

But none of this should have happened.

The steel fortress forged by the knights of the North did not protect the people of the Far North.

Instead, they were kept out of the group.

Everything outside the fortress, the knights are not responsible.

Even if the barbarians appear in front of the fortress, the knights of the north only need to consider whether they will attack the castle and penetrate deeper.

The sky is high and the emperor is far away, and there will always be a lot of casualties every year.

The people who died in the north did not cause the emperor to be surprised when they reached the royal capital.

Rather, under the governance of Angus.

The north has indeed been stable for many years.

That's right......

The lives of a few people are exchanged for the peace and stability of the vast majority.

This is Angus's strategy.

After the emperor denied his justice, he understood what he wanted.

Therefore, after coming to the north, he has long ceased to be as righteous as before.

Eventually, the Pale Wizard Guild was forced to form.

Vladimir Lebedev.

This accomplished general could have returned to the royal capital and enjoyed his glory and wealth.

But with a strong sense of justice, he can no longer bear the despair and death of his compatriots one after another.

He ended up staying in the north, taking in the ordinary people whose families had been ruined by the barbarians, and teaching them as much as possible the powers that could protect them.

It's like a leader, leading this group of people with endless hatred.

Stand up to these dangerous barbarians.

Looking at the barbarians in front of him, who had suffered heavy casualties, and those mages who didn't know how much hatred they had accumulated.

Victor's face was expressionless, but he just wanted to laugh in his heart.

"One is a believer who worships the goddess of justice, but he only has interests and calculations in his heart."

"One is an old man who doesn't believe in ghosts and gods, but he is always full of blood, just to save more people."

"Who is the real justice?"

At this point, he looked back at Gwen standing in front of her.

The wind and snow that followed the battle became even more violent, making it impossible to tell whether it was simply a heavy snow or a cloud of smoke that obscured the eyes.

Under the incessant roar of magic, waves of qi rushed in one after another.

And Gwen was still standing in front of her.

At this moment, what is the motivation of this righteous knight with a good heart to stand in front of him and protect him?

I don't know how long it has been, but the poor barbarians have been bombarded with endless magic for a long time.

They tried to escape through the narrow mountain path, but countless mages blocked it, and even used their own lives as huge rocks to block the barbarians' last path.

Even if they tried to force their way through, each wave of mages that quickly made up for it made them feel extremely tricky.

As if they were more fearless than these barbarians, they kept attacking the front line.

Even if his body is broken and his limbs are broken, he is not afraid of that humble death.

Just so that all these barbarians will end up here.

In absolute predicament, the barbarians were in utter despair.

They never imagined that one day, these mages would come out of the nest as they do today.

These fragile and despicable mages, they stood on the towering mountain wall, leaving them a group of fierce warriors with no possibility of fighting back.

Damn, damn it!

The barbarians seemed to have made some decision.

Two red and blue rays of light suddenly lit up in the remnants of the barbarian crowd in an instant.

It was like a glimmer of consciousness heading towards the depths of the sky.

It was as if something had come out of thin air, and suddenly, the ultimate terrifying aura descended.

Flames and frost fell from the sky at the same time, stirring up waves of air that were 100 meters high.

As the fiery red color gradually faded, the huge body was reflected in the vision of everyone present.

It was a giant as tall as a mountain, holding a large, flaming blade in its hand, staring at countless mages with red eyes.

On the other side of the ice field, a giant blue claw suddenly stretched out from under the earth, breaking the top of a snow-capped mountain.

The blue ice giant slowly stood up, his hands carrying extremely terrifying sharp claws, and the ice shone incomparably under the firelight.

Looking at the two extremely terrifying giants in front of him, the faces of countless mages suddenly changed drastically.

"That's it, the legendary giant...... Flaming sword, Levatin? ”

"And the Claws of Ice...... Scati. ”

"Aren't they only in legends?"

The legendary demigod giant is a follower of the belief of the barbarians.

And this faith, at the same time, is the power that can protect them.

When the collective survival of the barbarians is threatened, the giants, known as the "demigods", will appear in front of them and eliminate all threats for them.

But no one has ever actually seen a giant.

Everybody treats them as just legends.

However, only the barbarians themselves knew it in their hearts.

Demigods, always there.

The flames and frost fused together, bursting with terrifying power at this moment.

Vladimir's face became a little more serious, and even he, in the face of such a force, couldn't help but be forced to retreat a little.

In the blink of an eye, the wind and the blizzard roared again.

Gwen endured the cold storm and looked up at the two giants that suddenly appeared in front of her, and her mind was in a trance.

She was closest to the two giants, and she could feel the oppression coming from them even more.

But......

The righteousness in her heart sustains her.

She wanted to move forward, she wanted to protect the mages.

It's the duty of a knight.

But suddenly, a hand climbed on her shoulder and pulled her back.

Gwen couldn't even resist, and when she came to her senses, she had been pulled into Victor's arms.

"Dimension ......"

"Don't move."

Victor looked at the two towering giants, and his voice was mixed with white gas, and it sounded faintly.

"I don't want you dead."

Gwen was a little dissatisfied.

As a knight, her mission is to protect others.

But Victor just said lightly.

"The person you need to protect now is me."

"Remember, I'm also a mage."

“……”

Gwen was silent for a while, and subconsciously, she actually thought that what Victor said made some sense.

Can......

She suddenly realized that her back was resting on Victor's arms, and Victor's voice was coming from directly above.

She only had to look up slightly to see Victor's face.

This delicate posture always made her feel strange and unnatural.

But before she could speak, Victor's voice was already ringing through the frost and flames in the sky.

"Liteton."

"Don't just eat and don't do anything."

As soon as the words fell, in the blink of an eye.

The sky was dark and dark.

Even the might of the two giants dimmed a little.

It's as if something extremely terrifying is about to appear.

Above the layers of darkness in the sky, it was suddenly dyed red.

Suddenly, a giant claw with countless sharp steel thorns tore open the sky in an instant.

It bared a large eyeball, looking directly at the world.

The red mist gradually gathered around the ice field, bringing to a halt the drifting wind and snow.

Countless people stared at the sky in shock.

The terrifying and violent picture appeared naked in front of everyone.

The huge bright red crocodile slowly poked out of the small space gap.

The surrounding storm rolled again, but this time it was no longer a snowstorm.

Rather, it is a shard of steel that turns into a sharp blade.

Even the two giants slowly raised their heads and looked at the even greater beings that appeared in the sky.

The sound of extreme rage was as annoying and frightening as the drum of the rift valley.

But no one could resist, and could only quietly watch the absolute demon state:

"Destruction."

"It's coming—"