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Chapter 128 Blood and Snow (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

Are people from northern regions resistant to the cold?
Everyone was startled.

This is a good question.

The good thing is that it's all superfluous.

Most of those barbarians were only wearing fur coats, with bare arms and legs. How could they not be resistant to the cold?
But soon, Godalier, who knew the situation, seemed to understand something and exclaimed in surprise:
"Gai, do you want to take action yourself?"

"It's time to put my training in the snow mountain to the test. Besides, I haven't really put in much effort along the way."

Wang Xi smiled at Cinderella.

"I'll be the main force this time, and you guys can cover for me."

He immediately ordered the puppet legion and the monster legion to scatter and quietly surround the temporary stronghold of the northern army.

He then led Pinocchio, Godaril, two witches, and more than twenty young men and women straight toward them.

During this process, Wang Xi summoned "Encouragement Cat" Liuli. The calico cat somersaulted and landed on his shoulder, which did not arouse any suspicion from the others.

After all, the walking cat is a cat fairy, so it's perfectly reasonable for it to be "sent away" and "summoned" through magic.

As they approached, two patrolling northern soldiers were the first to notice something was wrong and stopped.

The two turned their heads and were stunned at first, then they both grinned and whispered something to each other.

Wang Xi's group consisted entirely of handsome men and beautiful women, dressed in luxurious clothes but none of them wore armor, making them look like a group of aristocratic youths with no fighting ability traveling together.

Just then, a man from the North pulled out a horn, about to sound the alarm, when another man drew a short axe from his waist and strode closer.

His gaze was fierce as he stared intently at the leading noble youth, plotting in his mind—first, he would chop the leader into pieces with an axe to intimidate the group of delicate young noblemen and ladies of the kingdom, and then slowly play with them for his amusement.

But before he could take two steps, he saw the young man in the lead raise his hand at a 45-degree angle towards him.

What is this doing?
A unique tribute from the kingdom?

The northern warrior had barely entertained the thought when he heard a muffled thud—it came from his own forehead.

A sharp pain followed, and consciousness sank into darkness.

thump! thump!
Two northern patrol soldiers fell to the ground simultaneously, each with a bloody hole in their forehead. The blood and brain matter congealed and froze before they could flow out.

Before they could react, the ice arrows that Wang Xi fired pierced their skulls, killing them instantly.

Wang Xi didn't even glance at the corpse and continued leading the team forward.

Along the way, they encountered several patrolling soldiers in pairs, but without a doubt, they all raised their hands and waved them away, and the bodies fell to the ground with a dull thud.

His current ice magic, with its easily released ice arrows possessing extremely strong penetrating power and unpredictable trajectories, is basically capable of instantly killing these low-level, one-star humanoid units.

Before long, Wang Xi arrived at a courtyard occupied by northerners. The wooden houses were dilapidated, and the fences around them were crooked. The once peaceful country house had now been transformed into a temporary military camp.

A fire was lit inside, and a dozen or so northern warriors were eating, drinking, and laughing. Bloodstains were visible everywhere, indicating that the original owners of the house had long since perished.

"Ok?"

One of the bald soldiers sitting by the door suddenly looked up and saw Wang Xi and his group.

"Jiliguala!"

He shouted, dropped the piece of meat in his hand, grabbed the axe beside him, and stood up.

Wang Xin could understand that the man was shouting, "Some members of the Kingdom have broken through the cordon and entered."

This caused quite a stir.

Not only did all the northern warriors in the courtyard grab their weapons and stand up, but even those resting in the houses, preparing food, and counting their spoils all rushed out.

The twenty or thirty northerners had fierce faces and bloodshot eyes. The way they looked at Wang Xi and the others was like a pack of wolves spotting a rabbit—ferocious, greedy, and extremely eager.

They revel in killing, obsessed with the screams and wails of their prey as they die after being toyed with and tortured.

Most of the kingdom's inhabitants here were tortured to death. Unfortunately, Randall is now almost entirely wiped out, and not even a single livestock can be found alive.

The arrival of another group of young Kingdom citizens surprised and delighted the Northern warriors present.

There was a crash.

They swarmed in.

The bald leader roared in gibberish, warning his companions not to kill him.

What greeted them was a shower of thin, snow-like ice crystals. The snowflake-shaped ice crystals, each about half the size of a palm and as thin as a cicada's wing, spun rapidly as they swept past the crowd.

The sound was like a swarm of poisonous bees rushing towards you, buzzing and vibrating, making your neck feel cold and your scalp tingle.

blow--

Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle! !
A tearing sound, like a blade slicing through cloth, rang out, and the charging northern warriors screamed in agony, blood spurting from their bodies.

The ice blade sliced ​​across the throat, pierced the eye socket, pierced the skin and disappeared into the chest...

One by one, the northern warriors collapsed on the way, as if they were being slowly sliced ​​to death. In the end, only a few remained, covered in blood, as they reached Wang Xi.

Among them was the bald man.

"Northern Raider Captain (Slightly Corrupted) · Ova (Nemesis/3-Star/Elite)"

The three people beside him were all two-star elites.

The four were shocked and their faces contorted in horror. They realized that the group in front of them were not lambs to the slaughter, but powerful enemies with extraordinary abilities.

"Gibberish! What!"

The bald man screamed and, with bloodshot eyes, raised his axe to chop.

Wang Xi remained expressionless.

The man shouted "Kingdom Shaman," his tone tinged with fear.

The captain from the north knew perfectly well that there was no way to escape from the courtyard; the only exit had been blocked. His only chance of survival was to fight to the death.

But when he swung his axe with all his might, the young man caught it with one hand—his hand, which had turned to white frost, firmly grasped the falling axe blade, leaving him unharmed.

clack clack...

Ice crystals spread from the axe, instantly freezing the bald man's arm. In his shrunken pupils, the black-haired youth's raised hand was reflected.

bass--

Wang Xi conjured a slender ice sword in his hand and instantly pierced the bald man's throat. With a casual flick of his wrist, the frost-covered sword light swept past, beheading the other three elite northern warriors who were raising their axes to strike.

Blood gushed out like a fountain, and the head rolled off.

In the blink of an eye, he killed four people, and Wang Xi stood with his hands at his sides.

The ice sword in his hand turned into icy mist and dissipated.

In a single encounter, he wiped out all twenty or thirty northern warriors in the courtyard!
The witch and Godariel behind him all looked surprised. Kai had spent half a year training arduously in the snowy mountains, and his strength had improved by leaps and bounds.

He has now also mastered the Ice Queen's unique ice elemental magic, and even the proud and arrogant wolf witch Sophia couldn't help but take a second look at him.

"The target has been killed!"

"Does it have the capability to capture 'Ruva'?"

"..."

Four kill notifications in a row.

Wang Xi only managed to capture the bald man's card, choosing to abandon the other three.

He's now a five-star elite, and killing targets much weaker than himself yields minimal benefits. At best, he can only get common cards that pollute the card pool, making the cost-effectiveness extremely low.

A green light floated out from the bald man's corpse and then disappeared into Wang Xi's brow.

At this time.

Suddenly, the sound of hurried footsteps crunching through the snow came from all around, growing louder as it approached. Accompanied by the clamor of a crowd, it was rapidly encircling their location.

Wang Xi looked around.

In this area of ​​stone and wood houses, a large number of northerners, roughly estimated to be over a hundred, surged in from both sides of a main road.

Clearly, the sounds of fighting had finally alerted the nearby northern warriors.

"Good thing you came, it saves us the trouble of searching for them one by one."

Wang Xidao.

He took a step, his magic surging, and in the blink of an eye, he was draped in a set of ice crystal armor.

Before the northerners could rush in, Wang Xi made the first move. He condensed a ball of ice and snow in his palm and suddenly raised his hand.

bass--

A spiral-shaped icicle burst forth like a lance, extending for more than ten meters and piercing through the crowd in front of it.

With a few soft splattering sounds, like skewers of candied hawthorns, it pierced through the chests of four or five northern soldiers.

They weren't dead yet; clutching the thick, spiraling ice pillars, they screamed in terror.

— "Frosty Beak"

This is the ultimate move contained in the "Snow King" card, whose original form is "Tidal Blade".

"burst."

Wang Xi murmured softly, her five fingers loosely clenched.

Miso miso miso! !

On the spiral ice pillar that he conjured in his palm, irregular, dense ice shards grew out of the bodies of the northerners, like rose thorns.

Bang.

The icicles shattered, turning into a cloud of blood mist.

The scene left behind a trail of mottled bloodstains and severed limbs, startling the surrounding northern warriors into retreating.

Someone in the crowd started shouting and yelling, repeatedly saying "Kingdom Shaman".

Wang Xi speculated that "shaman" was probably the term used by the northern people to refer to a spellcasting entity. Their terrified expressions suggested that such powerful individuals were both rare and deeply revered by the northern people.

"Gentlemen, the enemy in the rear is now in your hands."

Wang Xi turned his head, and a sound came from under his ice crystal helmet.

"Liuli, you go and help too."

"Yes, Master!"

The calico cat leaped off his shoulder and transformed the moment it landed.

Wearing a flat, round iron helmet and greaves, it picked up a large chainsaw from its back and charged towards the crowd, leaving a trail of roar and smoke in its wake.

Godaril, Pinocchio, and the others agreed and turned to deal with the Northerners behind them.

Only the two witches, Bev and Sophia, did not make a move and remained standing in place—these weak northerners were not worth their time.

...

...

Less than ten minutes.

In this area, not a single living northerner can be found. The snow is littered with severed limbs and conspicuous scarlet bloodstains.

In a deathly silent environment.

Wang Xi walked slowly through the pile of corpses.

The ice crystal armor on his body then faded away, restoring him to his original black cloak, spotless.

Just now, he single-handedly cut through the northern army ahead of him with ice magic, easily slaughtering more than sixty people.

The northern warriors didn't not want to escape; they simply couldn't.

The already surrounded puppet army and monsters blocked any path, and a dozen unlucky ones died under the fireballs of the fire lizards, the cold arrows of the kobolds, and the spears of the goblins.

They turned around and tried to fight Wang Xi to the death, but their arrows and flying axes landed on the ice crystal armor without leaving a single mark.

Getting close is even more impossible.

With a casual wave of his hand, Wang Xi unleashed a barrage of ice blades, followed by a barrage of ice arrows that felled the charging northern warriors like wheat being harvested.

This was an overwhelming massacre!

(End of this chapter)