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Chapter 49 The Divine Beast Frostwolf
The battlefield has already shown a one-sided crushing posture, and the wildlings have lost most of their lives in the first wave of charge.

The remaining 100 savages escaped by chance, but they also fled around in fright, not daring to resist.

It's a pity that no matter how fast they run, two legs are meaningless in front of four-legged cavalry.

"Ed, what happened to the six barbarian messengers?"

Ronan asked Ed who was walking towards him not far away.

"They suddenly ran out to attack me, but they were all so weak. I crushed several of them to death before I could use enough force. Fortunately, the one who took the lead survived."

Ronan was in a good mood to hear that the savage who knew the Kingdom language and Barbarian language survived.

As for Ed's complaint, Ronan had nothing to say.

Those six savages dared to sneak into the town to make trouble, and their strength would definitely not be bad, but if they survived, they would be a first-order knight.

An enemy of this level has no ability to resist under the crush of Ed's second-order apex strength.

At this time, a huge wolf roar came from the battlefield, attracting the attention of the two.

At the moment when the barbarian savages were attacked by the cavalry and were defeated, the leader Nathan fled to the rear and lay on the ground in a daze.

He saw a cavalryman shoot three tall wild men with his lance, then cocked his lance and threw the corpses aside.

This scene greatly shocked his heart.

It is impossible for ordinary people to have such power. Only the strongest warriors of the tribe, the knights among humans, can do it.

But so are all the cavalry here!
They are all knights!
"Run! High Priest, let's run!" Nathan grabbed the hand of the old man beside him in fear, trying to escape from here.

But was pushed away by the latter.

"Run? The most powerful children of the tribe have all died here, what's the point of running back?"

The high priest's wrinkled old face was completely twisted into a ball, "We have no way out, so let's use the blood of the children to awaken the gaze of the gods!"

He held up the crutch in his hand, above the huge wolf skull, there was a cold light in his eyes.

"Great God of Beifeng Mountain, I use the blood of the Frostwolf tribe as a sacrifice, and summon your family members to come to this world, and clear away these invaders who have stepped into your holy land, this pure frozen land!"

In an instant, on this piece of snow stained red by barbarian blood, with him as the center, the cold wind howled, rolling up snowflakes all over the sky.

The blood that had originally melted into the snow quickly transpired, turning into a cloud of bright red mist that was swallowed by the wolf's skull.

"Come down, servant of the North Wind, guardian of the Frostwolf who controls the cold wind and the earth!"

The wolf's skull fell off the crutches, and then the soil in the earth rose up and gathered towards it, forming a huge wolf body with a body length of more than ten meters and a shoulder height of five meters. A layer of crystal clear ice armor condensed on the surface.

"Wow!" The giant wolf roared, and the ice storm that originally only surrounded the high priest instantly spread to the entire battlefield.

The turbulent cold air and the sharp snowflakes tore off the horses' skin, causing them to fall to the ground with roars.

The knights landed one after another, looking at the monster in front of them in amazement.

"The legends in the tribe are actually true?" Nathan looked at the giant wolf in disbelief.

He remembered the legend of the guardian beast spread by the barbarian tribes in the frozen soil.

It is said that when the members of the tribe are about to die, the ancestral power in their blood will be activated to summon the dependents of the Beifeng Mountain God, who are the guardian beasts of the tribe and will kill all foreign enemies.

This was the first time that Nathan had seen the beast of his own tribe, the monster named Frostwolf.

"So, we still have a chance! Great, come on, kill all those knights!"

Just when he was elated and ready to regroup and fight back, the Frostwolf turned his head and bit him in two with one bite.

With Nathan's confused eyes and gushing blood, the Frostwolf swallowed his body.

"You have brought disaster to the tribe, damned Kingdom people!"

The old priest watched coldly. He opposed this outsider's integration into the tribe from the beginning to the end, and the facts proved that he was right.

"Go, kill these god-offending invaders, and the north wind will sing your victory hymn."

The old priest jumped on the Frostwolf and directed it to join the battle.

Under the shroud of the ice storm, the knights felt that their bodies were continuously losing heat, and they felt stiff and dull, which greatly slowed down their actions.

This is the domain of the Frostwolf.

"Blocking posture!" A knight held up the round shield behind him to meet the frost wolf's claw attack.

The huge crampons swung on the shield. At this moment, the knight seemed to be facing an avalanche. The overwhelming pressure was pressing on him, making him feel suffocated and unable to breathe.

The shield in his hand, together with the armor on his body, shattered at this moment, his skin was cracked, and bright red blood gushed out from the crack.

The next second, when the Frostwolf was about to finish him off, Ed, who was running wildly from afar, arrived.

"Where did the monster come from, die to me!" He held up the broad sword in his hand, and the activated sword energy made a pure white edge emerge from the blade.

The broadsword slashed at its front paws, cutting off most of the Frostwolf's legs.

However, the front paws that fell on the ground turned into a puddle of mud and returned to the Frostwolf, recovering its severed limbs.

"Aww!" The Frostwolf roared loudly, raised its front paw again, and slapped Ed.

"Ha, it's more strength, right? I like this the most!" Ed didn't back down, threw a bottle of potion to the knight behind him, then laughed and raised the shield on his back to hit it.

The five-meter-high giant wolf collided with the two-meter-five giant, and the huge shock wave even scattered the ice storm in a short time.

Seeing this, the knight behind him quickly drank the potion and retreated to a distance.

The re-gathering ice storm enveloped the wrestling two behemoths, making it difficult for the knights in the distance to approach and investigate the internal situation.

Just as the knights were anxious about the internal battle situation, their lord came over.

"Ed, stop playing, get rid of it quickly." Ronan glanced at the battle situation presented on the battle flag sand table.

Ed was happily wrestling with the Frostwolf, like a child with a new toy.

Following his order, a roar more violent than a wolf's roar erupted in the ice storm.

Earth veins roar!

The howling ice storm was instantly dispersed, the ice armor on the surface of the Frostwolf burst out dense cracks, and the inner body shattered and fell off piece by piece towards the ceramics that had been hit hard.

It was originally a creature constructed by combining soil with the power of the earth.

This allows it to heal normal damage quickly, with no regular vitals.

But in the face of the roar that resonated with the power of the earth's veins, the internal structure was fundamentally destroyed, and he had no choice but to turn back into a pile of mud and ice.

After the power of the roar dissipated, Ronan walked to the center.

He reached out and picked up a wolf's skull from the filth mixed with mud, snow water, and the flesh and blood of the old priest.

Even under such an impact, the skull is still intact, and the special light blue magic power is lingering above it.

Very good, another special magic power crystal has been obtained.

(End of this chapter)