Come, Stack a Buff for the Ancestors
"Kill!"
Sejuani swung her flail, striking the Red Dragon that was folding its wings and falling, causing it to stumble. Frost spread and condensed on the scales on the side of the monster.
The well-trained Frostclaw Cavalry slashed at the dragon's body from both sides, the clanging sounds of their attacks ringing out incessantly.
However, after the dragon retreated a few steps, its body stabilized, and the surrounding temperature instantly rose, melting away the tiny frost particles.
With a flap of its wings and a sway of its tail, the Frostclaw Cavalry who charged forward were flung away.
The knights, who hurriedly retreated to stabilize their formation, looked at the giant dragon with only a few white marks on it and couldn't help but feel a sense of defeat.
Of all those present, only the exceptionally talented Grand Duke of the North could inflict limited damage on the dragon.
Their current weapons and abilities are like scratching a thorn at a dragon's side; they can't break through its defenses at all.
Even worse, due to the release of the Dragon's Might's might and the dragon's pounce, the Frostclaw Cavalry's warhorse was trembling and weak-kneed, losing its momentum.
But the monsters that were separated behind them weren't idle; the Magical Beast advancing towards the dragon were about to complete their counter-encirclement.
Two Azure Golem wielding a carved stone club and dozens of outstretched thorny branches forming Treant, turned and approached the cavalry.
The intense pressure made the Frostclaw Cavalry breathless, and their restless horses swayed from side to side, neighing incessantly.
"Bang!"
The Frost Flail slammed into the dragon's skull, but was bounced back, causing Sejuani to stagger and nearly drop her weapon.
The dragon, having recovered its senses and been harassed for so long, was now at its most enraged. It immediately opened its maw, and red flames gradually ignited from its abdomen to its neck.
Sejuani noticed that the Frostclaw Cavalry were already entangled with the monsters that were flanking them and couldn't break free. Gritting her teeth, she kicked Steelmane in the waist with the spurs on her boots, signaling her mount to move forward.
The Grand Duke of the North raised his flail, its chilling aura emanating from it, ready to smash it down on the man's chin.
However, the overwhelming Dragon's Might and the distance between them became an insurmountable chasm for her. Blazing flames were already brewing and condensing in the dragon's mouth, and the propellant burst was imminent.
Damn it!
Sejuani was enveloped in a chilling aura, and mysterious ice cracks spread across her exposed skin, including her arms, neck, cheeks, and lower abdomen.
Cold ice crystals condensed in front of her, attempting to block the scorching heat of the Dragon Flames.
This time, the Frostclaw Cavalry will likely suffer heavy losses! It's hard to say Winter Fortress will even be able to survive the winter.
Sejuani suppressed her anger, her face frosty.
Protecting the Howling Abyss and atoning for the sins of their ancestors is a duty that the Three Tribes of the Iceblood Lineage must uphold. However, that woman abandoned her people and betrayed her mission!
Just as the Grand Duke of the North was gathering his strength, preparing to risk serious injury to withstand the Dragon Flame's flame, a shrill sound of air being torn apart shot out from the city wall.
"Puff!"
A javelin whistled through the air, piercing the dragon's eye, and golden-red blood splattered everywhere.
"Roar!"
A sharp pain struck, Red Dragon shook its head frantically, spewing out blazing Dragon Flame aimlessly with each movement. The Frostclaw Cavalry who had been targeted earlier narrowly escaped death.
But then, regaining some of his senses, the Red Dragon pulled the javelin from its eye socket, unleashing his masculine power, and launched a fierce attack on the cavalry.
Just then, two figures leaped off the city wall and swiftly moved through the Magical Beast, neatly cleaving the monsters blocking their path in two before they even had a chance to scream.
As the two rushed to the front line, seeing that the Red Dragon had already pressed down, Kevin, who was in the lead, drew a three-meter-long, exaggeratedly designed Silver-White Greatsword from his back and hurled it.
With a sickeningly painful sound of fascia tearing, the Red Dragon's wings were pierced, and it was flung off and fell back to the edge of the forest.
Kevin pressed forward, tilting his waist slightly to avoid the Red Dragon's claws, and casually drew his silver-white greatsword.
Then, the man took three steps at a time, stepped on the monster's wings, and jumped onto its back.
Why did you come at such a bad time? Making a scene now is just asking for trouble!
Get down...!
Kevin's eyes narrowed, his right hand gripped the sword hilt in reverse, he lowered his waist and pressed down, the materialized 11th Holy Relic pierced through the dragon's scales and stabbed into the dragon's back.
"Roar!"
The Red Dragon, its body severely injured, roared mournfully, thrashed about wildly, and turned its head to try and bite the worm that was jumping on its back.
Kevin sneered, gripped the sword hilt tightly with both hands, one upright and one backward, then stomped forward, dragging the blade along the muscle lines.
The Red Dragon, writhing in agony, immediately flapped its half-broken wings and barely managed to take off, trying to escape into the Howling Abyss.
But the moment the monster rose to mid-air, a beam of pale white sword light pierced through its head, and a shower of blood rained down from the sky.
The dragon roared as it plummeted from above, crushing several ancient trees and crashing heavily onto the edge of the forest.
"Puff!"
Under the stunned gazes of the crowd, the white-haired man, splattered with dragon blood, lifted the 11th Holy Relic, which was embedded in the dragon's skull, with one hand.
Immediately, the man, amidst the dust and smoke, leaped off the dragon's head, casually flicking his wrist to shake off the bloodstains from his sword.
The Frostclaw Knight who witnessed Kevin slaying the dragon felt a chill run down their spines as they recalled how arrogantly they had surrounded him and charged at him on horseback during the day.
In a brief moment of distraction, Sejuani noticed that the morale of the monsters, driven and gathered by the dragon, had plummeted to rock bottom.
They not only began to fight amongst themselves, but most of them also showed signs of wanting to escape.
"Rear ranks become front ranks, form a wedge formation, break through! Slaughter them all!"
The Grand Duke of the North commanded his boar to regroup the Frostclaw Knight, and together with reinforcements from Winter Fortress, they launched a siege against the scattered Magical Beast.
"How did your solo performance go? Have you already captured the heart of this Duke of the North?"
With a silver-white longsword at her waist, Hexi, seeing that the human side had already won and had dealt with the two Azure Golem, withdrew from the camp and jokingly walked towards Kevin.
"Come here, let me tell you something closer..."
The man smiled, beckoned to Hexi, and gave her a playful look.
The Heavenly Foundation King, unable to contain his curiosity, had barely stepped forward when two bloody streaks were unexpectedly smeared on his face.
"Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing!"
Caught off guard by the sudden touch, Hexi, a maiden of tens of thousands of years, was startled and her face instantly flushed.
Kevin rolled his eyes, pointed to the still-bleeding dragon corpse behind him, and said in a somewhat solemn tone.
"Dragon blood has strong life-activating properties. Bathing in it can enhance various bodily functions. There are similar rumors about it in Freyja..."
"You should have some too. That way, when you join Anixid and demonstrate your extraordinary abilities, you'll have a suitable reason..."
Hexi stared at Kevin, whose body was covered in crimson blood, her expression frozen.
"So that's why you got all this done?"
"What else? I don't have any masochistic tendencies..."
"Let's do it. Joining as Dragon Slayer is better than being a nobody. This way, we can gain more initiative and make our next move easier."
Kevin responded irritably, pulled the water jug from Hexi's waist, filled it to the brim with dragon blood, and then, without wiping it, threw it directly to the squire knight.
Then, the man glanced back at the mud pit filled with dragon blood, and then turned his gaze to Hexi.
"Do you need my help? Remember to get there before the enemy retreats..."
"No need, I can do it myself!"
Hexi hurriedly waved her hand and stepped forward through gritted teeth.
A moment later, Kevin, leaning against the tree trunk, heard a dull "plop" echo and almost burst out laughing.
The path of the dragon-slaying warrior is merely one option; the Judgment Angel, adept at exploiting information gaps and deceiving others, actually has many plans in mind.
However, since the end of the ground war and the two entered Freyja, Hexi's relationship with him has become less reserved.
So, as close friends who had gone through life-and-death battles together, Kevin didn't mind adding a little difficulty to Hexi's journey to the Southern Territory, just as a way to add some variety.
Meanwhile, Hexi, clad in light armor and immersed in dragon blood, didn't have any excessive fastidiousness in order to achieve her goal.
However, thinking about the jokes and banter that someone had been making along the way, Hexi felt as if she had returned to the time she spent with Keisha, Liang Bing, and the others.
Yeah, a total frenemy.
Wait a minute! I think what I was going to ask wasn't about dragon blood!
Damn it, this guy has mesmerized! Just like Liang Bing, he's a real jerk who loves to play pranks on people!
Realizing he had been tricked, Heavenly Foundation King immediately stood up, rolled his eyes, and went to cause trouble for someone.
As dawn approached, Kevin watched Sejuani approach, the boar, and a slight smile played on his lips.
Well, it's finally here...
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Chapter 974, Section 1018: Let's Give Our Ancestors a Buff (First Update)
Early morning, the city lord's mansion, the living room.
The two people placed here casually looked around at the furnishings, making judgments about their owners' personalities with great interest.
Yes, the bows, arrows, swords, and spears on the weapon rack all show signs of wear and breakage, probably as souvenirs after they were scrapped.
Aside from a few high-level Magical Beast hides and bones, only a map of the northern border was hanging on the wall.
It's clear that Sejuani possesses the innate style and characteristics of a northern people: simple, martial, and fierce.
Building on yesterday's experience, we can add one more point: possessing superb command and control capabilities for the military.
After a while of waiting, Sejuani, who was late, rushed in, picked up the tea on the table, and gulped it down, her voice a little hoarse.
"I'm sorry, the compensation and aftermath matters have taken up a lot of my time..."
Clearly, the Frostclaw Cavalry suffered a significant loss this time. Fortunately, Kevin and his companion arrived in time, preventing the collapse of Winter Fortress.
Sejuani's gaze softened, her expression becoming solemn.
"I don't like beating around the bush, so I'll just say it directly..."
"Winter Fortress plans to assemble an elite team to investigate the situation in Howling Abyss, and I intend to formally recruit you..."
Immediately, the decisive Grand Duke of the North opened a drawer, took out a money pouch, and tossed it to Kevin.
The clinking sounds from inside and the golden light reflected onto the table were enough to prove how generous the reward was.
However, before Kevin and the other could answer, Sejuani raised her hand and continued to ponder.
"But you helped Winter Fortress, so you are friends of the North. Yesterday was just a joke. I don't like to force people to do things."
"If you're not interested in this recruitment, I can issue you both passes and introduce you to the Southern Army..."
"Two dragon slayers with the backing of the North—that woman would be very interested in them, both in terms of reputation and strength..."
"However, with your abilities, it's a complete waste to be scheming and fighting in that kind of place!"
This Grand Duke of the North was quite generous and very open in his dealings.
However, it's worth noting that Sejuani doesn't seem willing to mention Anixid much, and doesn't even bother to say her name.
Kevin and Hexi exchanged a glance, both seeing the surprise in each other's eyes.
The dragon's strength was a weakened version of Lord-class, which meant that for the two of them, killing it was no different than crushing an insect.
However, at present, the only Winter Fortress who can barely keep the North in check is this Grand Duke of the North, who is halfway to becoming a lord.
Judging from the current beast tide, the problem in Howling Abyss is probably not simple.
If another Magical Beast of the same level were to appear, the threat to Winter Fortress would be almost devastating.
The two guessed that Sejuani, having witnessed their strength, would try her best to persuade them to stay, but to offer two options so readily was incredibly kind.
Are you in a hurry?
Kevin smiled slightly, picked up the teacup on the table, and took a small sip.
"Before making a decision, I'd like to hear some inside information about Howling Abyss..."
But the man's gaze fell on Hexi's slightly raised chin, he put down his teacup, and added another sentence.
"Furthermore, you seem to have a strong prejudice against Queen Anixid. We would like to know the reason for this, after all, we are here to serve Her Majesty the Queen..."
In fact, the two had already made plans for their next move before deciding to help Winter Fortress resist the beast tide last night.