Othua's War Banner

Chapter 178 0177: Medium

The ice pick climbed up the wall and gradually shattered, but also pierced a gap.

Ken's figure flashed past the gap.

Hume froze in place.

The crisp sound of being stepped on the ice awakened the Frost Whisperer. He let out an exclamation, and before he had time to react, his huge fist touched his cheek.

boom!
Hume's skin was sunken, his feet were off the ground, and he flew backwards.

Quema cheered proudly, and the Thorndonkaya army roared with victory.

Amidst the deafening shouts, the strong men of the Ice Ring Tribe looked at each other in blank dismay. Many people present could not accept this result.

They didn't think that Hume was invincible, on the contrary, more people believed in Ken's strength.

But in this situation, even Sidi has a complicated expression.

Among the onlookers, soldiers above the rank of lieutenant, or elders with rich experience in the wilderness, all looked at the gradually collapsing ice wall in the arena...

The function of withdrawing spirit water is to balance the hard power of both sides.

Take Hume as an example, he only gained Ken's [Strength] and [Speed], and did not inherit [Ancient Combat Technique] or [Power of War Banner].

The talent of the Frostspeaker comes from the blood of the Ice Ring tribe.

So, logically speaking, Ken would only get a bunch of scurrying magic power.

He was really embarrassed at first.

But after a few rests, Ken not only calmed down the turbulence, he was even able to induce a similar overflow of magic to resist Hume's fist!

It's all reasonable...

But the ice wall in front of him couldn't be explained clearly.

In the distance, Selina frowned.

Joan didn't understand magic, so she asked suspiciously, "Why are you surprised?"

"Unblocking and mastering are completely different."

Selena reached out and squeezed a piece of ice in the air, then placed it in Joan's palm, then spread the other's fingers, and pressed the palm of the hand to Joan's face.

Selena explained: "Look, the power Hume transmits is like this piece of ice. Your skin will become cold, you will feel pain, and it is understandable that you hold back the cold..."

She grabbed a piece of ice out of the air again and placed it in front of Joan, "But that doesn't mean you can create it!"

Joan nodded, and looked towards the center of the arena half-understood.

Hume waved his hand on the ground.

Blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and his expression was mixed with astonishment.

Ken is now nearby, and he has exhausted enough magic power. At this time, every gasp has turned into white mist.

[Task: Choose one of three]

[Progress: Hume 1/1]

There was a moment of dimness in his vision, and then he was exhausted, unable to stand any longer, and collapsed on the spot.

Hume also remained motionless, and the flowing magic power returned to its original owner, and the scaly coat of arms became shiny again.

The chill spread, coating the arena with a layer of frost.

Hume lay on the ground in deep thought. He realized the gap in strength between the two sides only after the removal of the spiritual water failed. If there was no frost magic to make up for it, the battle would end faster.

A wave of magic.

Hume immediately sat up in alarm.

He saw the crest emerge from Ken's bare arm, like a Frostwhisperer when he mastered power.

"How could it be? The spirit withdrawal water has failed."

Hume did not like the suggestion that magic was not a gift from the Old Gods, but he preferred to believe it now, otherwise it would be impossible to explain.

Ken stared at his hands.

He felt it a little deeper. Just now, when the spiritual water failed, a force did disappear, but the skills analyzed from the notes were still intact in the depths of his consciousness.

[Skill: Frost Whisperer]

[Description: The breath of Hanalede breeds the children of Frost and Snow. It can condense war and blood, and can also flow prosperity and peace. 】

The scaly tattoos on the body of the Ice Ring Tribe are actually the blessing of [Hanared], allowing this tribe to master magic more smoothly.

The soldiers of the Ice Ring Tribe stepped forward, and they all wanted to see the floating texture on Ken's body.

A group of people came up majestically, as if they were about to fight.

When Kuima and Langz saw each other's posture, they misunderstood each other instantly, and they hurried forward to protect Zhan Jing.

The soldiers of Thornton Kaya thought that the other party was not convinced, so they also took steps.

City realizes that something is not quite right.

She pulled Tomio forward to persuade them to fight, but with this step, the two tribes followed, and the coalition forces almost collided...

Ken stood in the middle of the storm without realizing it.

He closed his eyes and meditated, tracing the source of the frost magic.

The purest power in the north is controlled by the old gods, who planted their authority to help the tribes who believe in themselves understand magic.

Ken checked it, and there is no means of control in this kind of coat of arms.

[Gods Gambling Game] stipulates that no old god can occupy your body and mind, as long as you don't feel abnormal, it's right.

When Ken closed his eyes and thought...

The adjutant of the Ice Ring Tribe had already arrived, with Wu Ji and Ling Jing beside him.

Hume got up, and he also pushed aside the crowd to look over.

Under normal circumstances, the coat of arms will be scaly and dense, like a layer of armor.

But everyone's eyes followed Ken's muscles and saw only a series of growing and continuous lines. It was not until it became a totem that Hume's expression became serious.

"Hanared's sign."

The pattern on Ken's body began to be clear and flickering, and suddenly collapsed and disappeared the moment the outline was completed.

Remarks have completely replaced heraldry as a magical medium, communicating magic power and skills.

[The Frost Whisperer you have mastered now will be a unique magic in the entire Palotus. 】

Ken sighed wearily.

The magical power that Qi Wen had just raised for him was going to be stretched again.

He consumed the last frost flower in his heart, shaped the magic at will according to his own will, and poured it on the soles of his feet!

"Run, it's dangerous."

"Hanared bless, there are monsters here!"

"Mother..."

There was a scream in Ken's ear.

He frowned and opened his eyes, and found that the arena... To be precise, his surroundings were crowded with onlookers.

A circle of ice spread out from where he stood.

After a while, the arena returned to calm, and Hume also accepted the fact that the frost magic Ken was using now had no ripples from Hanalede.

"So I can't confirm whether this power is from the same source as mine. There are many ice magics in the wasteland. Maybe you just realized one of them..."

Hume comforted himself in this way.

But he had a headache again: "In this case, the competitive prizes I prepared will be meaningless to you."

"What did you prepare for me?" Ken asked.

The adjutant of the Ice Ring Tribe carefully brought a leather box.

Hume lifted the furry lid and took out a bottle of chilly liquid. The sound of the water inside was crisp and delicate, like a bottle of smoothie.

(End of this chapter)