Working Together

Behind them, several men, following Lancelot's instructions, immediately ran up, lifted the wounded mercenary, and quickly ran outside.

They knew that the most important thing at this moment was not to leave Lancelot any bag.

If any of them has a problem, the other will be able to spare time and effort to help them.

This is the last thing they want to see.

In the previous battle against the Demons, Lancelot was at a disadvantage because he had to protect the wounded.

He was caught off guard and dealt a heavy blow, collapsing unconscious to the ground.

Seeing that everyone had run far enough away, Lancelot finally felt relieved.

Looking up at the Snow Giant that had swelled to nearly eight meters tall, they gazed at it.

The reason the other side didn't attack earlier wasn't out of humanitarianism, but rather because they used that time to absorb the remaining Snow Monster, wanting to strengthen their forces once again.

"Looks like we're thinking the same thing." Galan shook his hands and stretched his limbs.

"It's definitely faster to wait for them to gather together and deal with them than to fight them one by one." Lancelot also took off his cloak and held his Silver Sword upright in front of him.

"Let's go!"

Galan took the lead and left several shallow footprints in the snow. In just a few breaths, he was under the Snow Giant's shoulder.

Although the other creature has become larger and more intimidating, this has also limited its movement, preventing it from moving as freely as it did when it was alone.

To be honest, if those Snow Monster just scattered and fled like headless flies, even if Galan had three heads and six arms, he wouldn't be able to deal with them all. Once they escaped into the snowdrifts, it would be very difficult to catch them again.

But now that the other party has become such a big target, it has really made things much easier for me.

He gripped the Alchemy Longsword tightly in his hand, and it resonated with a satisfying sound with every movement of his muscles.

It was the longsword that resonated with him.

Having reached this level, his "heart" skills have reached the level of Oris back then.

The Snow Giant clumsily raised its foot, intending to crush the human like an ant. With its size, it could easily crush ten Galan.

But just as its enormous foot landed, half of its leg was severed.

Like a broken toy, it fell to the ground and melted into the snow.

Just as Galan had guessed, the Snow Monster that had been fused into his body could no longer be separated, and thus turned into Mana Particles, dissipating along with the leg.

With a single strike, Galan felt a surge of exhilaration. If his opponent had been some kind of wild beast or monster instead of a snowman, the sensation of his muscles and bones being torn apart would have been the same. Due to the momentum, the giant roared as his other leg could no longer support his massive body, and he half-knelt on the ground.

Lancelot, who had been waiting patiently in the distance, was anticipating this moment.

A powerful sword aura overflowed from the Silver Sword, like the mist spreading from a waterfall, or like a bowstring taut, ready to be released at a command.

He swung his Silver Sword with great force, and crescent-shaped sword energy rippled outwards, flying towards the giant's head.

As if sensing danger, the Snow Giant roared, and a snow hand slammed into the ground, piercing through the snowdrift and forming a thick ice wall.

The powerful sword energy left deep cuts on the ice wall, almost cleaving it in two.

But ultimately, they failed to resolve the issue as they had hoped.

Meanwhile, Galan, standing behind it, was also attacked by ice spikes.

The ice spikes constantly piercing through the ground reminded him of Reed.

Although both are Mass Magic, the Snow Giant, thanks to its unique characteristics, has a far greater ability to manipulate ice and snow than human Mages.

If you were to accidentally run into even him, you might end up seriously injured like that mercenary from before.

Galan twirled his longsword, deflecting all the ice spikes that were aimed at him.

His feet darted about, dodging the ice spikes the instant they broke through the ground.

Lancelot leaped forward, cleaving the crumbling ice wall in two with a single sword strike. He then charged into one of the ice walls and landed on the Snow Giant's shoulder. The giant had tried to grab him in mid-air, but with his current speed, he couldn't catch the agile Lancelot.

That's outrageous! Is that armor really made of cotton?

Even as Galan, still dodging among the ice spikes, witnessed this scene, he couldn't help but marvel at how superhuman Garland was.

The Snow Giant's icy eyes were now gleaming with a silvery light, and its entire body began to hum inexplicably, as if a machine had been switched on.

Thousands of ice spikes rapidly emerged from its body, making it resemble a sea urchin covered in thorns, seemingly in an attempt to force Lancelot off its shoulder.

However, Lancelot easily smashed a gash into the sharp ice spike with a powerful swing of his armored arm.

It seems that the armor was indeed not made of cotton.

However, the ice spikes that sprouted from its body were no match for the ice wall it had just summoned in terms of quality.

Perhaps it is because the elements it can mobilize cannot compare to those contained in nature.

"Click!"

A crisp sound echoed through the snow-covered valley. Lancelot increased the force on the hilt of his sword, but no matter what he did, he could no longer cut downwards.

The Snow Giant gathered all its power into its neck.

Because it was only concentrated in one part, it formed an extremely solid ice barrier, far stronger than before, which blocked Lancelot's decapitation strike.

One roar!

Its gaping maw ripped open, emitting a roar as it struggled like a trapped beast.

It seems that even though it has grown larger, it has still retained the structure of its mouth!

As it strained to resist, Lancelot showed no sign of backing down and would not give it a chance to catch its breath.

Just then, Galan unexpectedly appeared at the feet of the Snow Giant.

With the opponent focusing all their attention on Lancelot, he was naturally forgotten. This was a fatal mistake for him, but also an unavoidable weakness in a two-front war.

Moreover, both of the opponents it faced were quite strong, leaving it no room to concentrate on dealing with just one of them.

Because we were caught off guard.

Galan leaped onto its other shoulder and swung his Alchemy Longsword, easily severing its head from the other side.

Those icy eyes, reflecting the snow-capped mountains, plunged upside down into the snowdrift. Then, like the other monsters the two had dealt with, they transformed into brilliant Mana Particles, scattering across the vast white snowfield.