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Chapter 187: Kill the Chosen One and Leave Your Name on the Frost Monument

The overall strength of the demon clan in the northern border is stronger than that of the human race. If it were not for the protection of their ancestors, they would have no place to settle down north of the Nanshan Mountains.

The large and small tribes gathered near the mountains of the North Sea, not intentionally. In fact, it was because the demons were too powerful. They occupied too much land, and the human race was forced to stay in the north.

The bird-like demon tribe of Hantian Cliff dominates the west. A large territory is their hunting ground, and there are countless fertile demon beast groups in it. Few other demon tribes dare to offend them.

This can be seen from the fact that the entire Ice and Snow Ridge, which the West Ice Tribe and the North Snow Tribe have been fighting for thousands of years, is not even one-third the size of the Hantian Cliff demon hunting ground.

[Bear] had not expected to run into such a powerful demon tribe. He knew that this was a dead end. If it weren't for the strongest hunting teams in the tribe, it would be difficult to resolve the dilemma.

But the strongest hunting teams were also hunting, and it was rare for the tribe to encounter a strong hunting team that had just returned. By the time they got the news, everything was settled.

The first-level one-eyed snow owl came closer and closer. His five fingers clenched tighter and tighter, and a breath of hot air boiled in his chest.

He had no great achievements in his life and had average talent. He became captain of the hunting team in his thirties, but retired after just a few years due to an injury to his left arm.

Fortunately, I met the Chosen One [Qiu] in this life. He made great contributions to the tribe, so I can say that I was blessed.

It's a pity that I was the one who met Qiu and couldn't give him the best conditions.
Countless fleeting memories flashed through [Xiong]’s mind, scenes of sporadic encounters over the past thirteen years flashed by, and the muscles in his arms tensed and his teeth trembled.

Swah——

When his right arm gathered all his strength and his heart jumped to the highest point, a sound of breaking through the air exploded from behind him, passed over his head, and pierced through the head of the beginner-level one-eyed snow owl.

At that moment, his pupils trembled suddenly. Hundreds of demons around him stopped what they were doing and stared in amazement at the head of the beginner one-eyed snow owl, which was shattering like a piece of red ice.

The leading intermediate one-eyed snow owl opened his eye, was stunned for a moment, and suddenly looked into the distance with murderous intent, with his claws clenched into fists.

Tap tap tap.
The sound of galloping horses shattered the solemn atmosphere on the field, coming from far away and getting closer, as if thousands of troops were attacking and forcing back the demons.

"Uncle [Bear]!"

A familiar shout sounded from behind him. [Xiong]'s heart trembled, and he twisted his upper body back with all his strength, just in time to see [Qiu] riding a horse and galloping towards him.

The black armor glowed coldly in the vast snow. More than 20 soldiers followed him and rushed from the end of the snow.

That set of black armor had been seen before. It was worn by the chief and the hunting captains above the Iron Flesh Realm. It was awarded to warriors who had made great contributions to the tribe or possessed great potential.

Oh, today is the day that [Qiu] will attend his coming-of-age ceremony.
A sour feeling surged up [Bear’s] nose, but seeped out from the corners of his eyes.

"Oh, someone came here so quickly?"

The intermediate-level one-eyed snow owl narrowed his eyes and glanced at the [Northern Snow Spear] stuck in the snow behind him. His eyebrows raised and a chill ran down his spine, like a piglet seeing a butcher knife. "Is this the [Northern Snow Spear] passed down by the Northern Snow Tribe?" His pupils widened and he suddenly glared at the young man who was leading the way on horseback: "This weapon actually fell into the hands of a kid, could he be the chosen one of the Northern Snow Tribe!"

At the beginning of the Northern Realm, the human race was particularly powerful. After all, the seal of the Northern Realm was closely related to the human race, and their strength was not bad.

However, as time went by, the Northern Realm, which had lost its spiritual charm, entered an era of ice and snow. The strength of the human race was greatly reduced, but the demon race could still rely on their strong bodies to dominate the world.

However, tracing back tens of thousands of years, the Beixue of the four main tribes of the human race were extremely ferocious, and countless legends have been left behind to this day, such as the [Beixue Spear] that was used to slay demons and kill people.

It is unknown who the first user was, but the person who brought [Beixue Spear] to its current influence is called [Zhuang], the first Chosen One that the Beixue Tribe encountered after they took root in the Northern Border.

[Zhuang], with the strength to pull mountains and the courage to conquer the world, single-handedly destroyed a powerful demon tribe near the North Sea before entering the competition for the Chosen One, clearing the harm for the Beixue Tribe, and even making the entire human race no longer have to worry about the dangers on the border of the North Sea.

Later, he killed nine chosen ones in succession and went up to the North Boundary Mountain alone.

His reputation is so great that everyone is terrified when his name is mentioned. Seeing this [Beixue Spear] is like seeing the judge's pen.

"The Chosen One has always been the core of a tribe. Bei Xue actually let the Chosen One, who has not yet grown up, lead the team to rescue people?"

A cold light flashed in the eyes of the intermediate one-eyed snow owl, and the wings behind it spread out, and the wind blew the snow away.

"That kid in black armor might be the chosen one of the Northern Snow Tribe. Everyone, listen to my command. Whoever can behead him will receive a generous reward from the leader. Your names will also be engraved on the Frost Heaven Monument, and your fame will live forever!"

Following the roar of the intermediate one-eyed snow owl, all the monsters reacted and spread their wings. Hundreds of bird monsters flew up into the sky with a fierce momentum.

Their eyes were red and their claws glowed red, as if a pack of hyenas had set their sights on a corpse.

Killing the Chosen One is a supreme achievement. Even just participating in it can get you an extremely generous reward. For tens of thousands of years, many demon tribes have been flocking to it.

Such situations are extremely rare. After all, the Chosen Ones develop too quickly and are treasured like night pearls. It is rare for them to be brought out on their own to be shown to others.

Moreover, the Chosen One who appeared in Hantian Cliff in this generation is an incredible big monster. He has some magical means in his hands to help improve his own realm. If he can eat a Chosen One with outstanding talent, I am afraid that his own qualifications will also increase rapidly!

If Hantian Cliff can cultivate a chosen one who can climb to the top of Beijie Mountain and win the competition for the chosen one, then Hantian Cliff will be the most respected one in the Northern Boundary for the next thousand years, and even the revival of spiritual charm is not impossible!
Over the thousands of years, there have been many chosen ones, their souls may have come from different worlds, but in fact they do not possess many useful things. After all, some things are not suitable for the Northern Realm which has no spiritual charm.

But this generation of the Chosen One [Wind] is different. He even knows some secrets of the Northern Realm, as if he had learned the relevant content from a certain existence before arriving in the Northern Realm.

And being able to learn things that even the chief witch priest in the tribe was surprised, that kind of existence could be traced back tens of thousands of years to the time when all the demon kings formed an alliance before the northern boundary was sealed.

[Feng] The purpose of coming here may not just be to win the battle of the chosen one.
In other words, the upcoming battle for the Chosen One may break through the situation in the Northern Realm for tens of thousands of years. Who wouldn’t want to fight for resources for the great Chosen One [Wind]? As long as [Wind] becomes stronger, they will also have the hope of being promoted!
(End of this chapter)