Chapter 300 The ruin of life, the bloody hymn (please subscribe) (6)
The speed of the war horse slowed down, and there was fire behind him to guide Brandt, allowing him to be one step faster than those Berserk Bear warriors in the night.
Under the moonlight, Brandt rode a war horse, leaving a silhouette in the gap between the pine trees. When the front was completely shrouded in darkness, the war horse suddenly slowed down, and then stood on the edge of a dark line.
Several pieces of fine stone crossed the line and fell straight into the depths of darkness. After a long time, sporadic collision sounds were heard.
"Is there a Rift here?"
Brandt was shocked. According to the War Bear Tribe, they even wanted to get closer to the Berserk Bear Tribe than Pine Forest.
There should not be such a Rift here.
The direction from which the horn sound came is this way, is it inside?
He hesitated, wondering whether to explore.
While waiting, the roar of Armored Bear came from behind. It seemed to be injured, and the bandaging of the Berserk Bear warrior was obviously not that ingenious.
He drove his war horse to hide to the side. Soon, the fire light illuminated the darkness here. A group of angry and quarreling Berserk Bear warriors became quiet here, and then climbed down one by one from a certain position of Rift. There was a road there.
The more than 3,000 Berserk Bear Tribe soldiers were very slow to move away completely. After they disappeared, Brandt also walked out.
"Wait for me here. If I don't come back after waiting for a long time, you can go back by yourself."
Speaking to the war horse, Brandt walked towards the darkness alone.
Not long after, he had landed in Rift. It was much smoother than he imagined. It could even be said that it was a road dug by man.
"It shouldn't have been opened recently."
The traces left by the Berserk Bear Tribe were very obvious. Following one direction, Brandt moved forward vigilantly, and then opened his eyes a thousand meters away.
In front of him, it was not dark at all under the moonlight. It was even bright enough that he could see the world of ice and snow in front of him. Under this Rift, there was a world made of ice and snow. Thousands of the Berserk Bear Tribe people lived around an ice peak, and at the highest point of the ice peak, a huge ice throne could be seen.
It's not cold here at all, and the town formed by the glacier shocked Brandt even more. I don't know who the throne on the ice peak belongs to.
"Berserk Bear Tribe, the city on the hillside is no longer there. They moved here."
"No wonder the war started outside Pine Forest. It was already at their doorstep. From here, they found Grizzly Bear Tribe's remnants and stopped their army in time."
No one knows that Berserk Bear Tribe has unknowingly moved to Pine Forest, taking root in a Rift called Miracle.
After getting this news, people Ryan and War Bear Tribe were all surprised.
Angor became excited and his breathing became rapid.
"It's the throne of Frost Lord!"
"That must be Frost Lord's throne."
"Legend has it that Frost Lord is in the far north of the world, where glaciers freeze the ocean, and wind and snow fill your eyes. In the howling wind and blizzard, the shadow of Frost Lord can be seen."
"His shadow is taller than the mountain peaks and longer than the rivers. One day every year, when the strong winds and blizzards dissipate, the throne on top of the ice peaks will be revealed. The great Frost Lord is sitting there, looking down at his world and his people."
"It's just, how could Frost Lord's throne appear in Pine Forest."
Angor became violent.
"No, we are the Descendant of the great Frost Lord. Berserk Bear Tribe has stolen our faith!"
"We must take back what belongs to us!"
The group of people from the War Bear Tribe also started arguing.
Ryan was listening, but he gradually got the answer.
Because Northlands, Northlands's cold winter covered more than 90% of the land of Bilki World the North, and the remaining 10% was safe under the power of Gram Sword, but Gram Sword was conceived by Gram Sword Sheath, and the latter was in the hands of the Berserk Bear Tribe.
Therefore, Berserk Bear Tribe, the most the North tribe, is the most aware of the power of Northlands and the power of Gram Sword, as well as the results of the collision between the two parties.
Berserk Bear Tribe moved to a more suitable city and came to Pine Forest, which means that the power of Gram Sword may gradually be unable to withstand the Winter's Chill wind and snow of Northlands.
The people of this world are naturally adapted to the wind, snow and cold environment, but now even they can't bear it.
"You want to take back your ancestral land, but now your strength is not enough. Even if I give you armor and weapons, you are still no match for the Berserk Bear Tribe who are three times your number."
Ryan said, and then told War Bear Tribe.
"You need more warriors. Before you can deal with the Berserk Bear Tribe, you must first unify the other tribes."
Deep in Pine Forest, at the end of Rift, there is a glacier town.
At the foot of the ice peak, a dozen priests wearing animal skin robes knelt in a circle, their eyes filled with fear and desperate prayers.
They call for the appearance of Frost Lord.
On the outside, the leader of the Berserk Bear Tribe, Boots Ganluo, looked solemn.
"Frost Lord's throne should not appear here, and He will not allow His throne to appear in South. He Eternity is sitting at the end of the deep northern world."
"Unless, the North's world no longer belongs to Him. He has failed. Only less than 10% of the land is left, which is the only world He has left."
"Frost Lord How could it fail?"
He murmured, his eyes empty and frightened, as did the dozens of priest apprentices behind him.
And further away, a human wearing a Mages robe, with the palms exposed under the robe made of crystal green crystal stones, raised his hand and glanced at Boots Ganluo.
"Your Deities has fallen. Although He continued to support it for decades after the end of Pan-Planar War, in the end, He still fell."
"You have always been unwilling to believe this fact, but now the evidence is in front of you."
"Shut up!"
Boots Ganluo suddenly roared like a beast, thunder spread across his body, and he stared at the demon Mages.
"Frost Lord will not die. His Eternity existence protects us, Bilki's people, and His believers."
Demon Mages sneered and stopped talking.
But Butz Ganluo, already holding a scabbard in his hand, slowly came to the middle of the priests, crawled on his knees and sent the scabbard in his hand to the highest point of the ice peak.
There was no movement.
The scabbard was inserted next to the throne on the ice peak, but there was no movement.
Boots Ganluo's face turned pale, and more than half of the priests below him vomited blood at this moment and passed out.
"Impossible, impossible!"
"Hope, yes, hope, Frost Lord has left us hope. We are His Descendant, and we represent the hope He gave birth to."
"He protected us and allowed us to survive after the war, so we must help Him."
"To survive, we must first survive."
Boots Ganluo walked down the ice peak and looked at everyone around him with cold eyes.
"The great Frost Lord has given us the will. We must unify the entire world, gather all Bilki people, live under his watch, and then find the power to help Frost Lord recover from his injuries."
A large number of tribesmen left and began to forge weapons and make molds for war.
Equally extreme is War Bear Tribe.
Although they were not in front of Bingfeng, the ancient legends let them know the significance of the throne appearing in Pine Forest. They were afraid, they panicked, and they all began to enter the war.
"We will wait for Frost Lord's order. Before that, we need to unify all Bilki's people. They are Descendant of Frost Lord. They should obey the will of Deities."
War Bear Tribe began to attack Grizzly Bear Tribe.
Arpad·Walshi, the leader of the Grizzly Bear Tribe was not afraid of the War Bear Tribe's attack. He gathered his tribesmen to form an army and started a war with the War Bear Tribe on a glacier.
"Arpad, Frost Lord's will requires us to unite, kneel at my feet, and we can listen to Frost Lord's will together."
Angor shouted loudly, but a sharp spear was thrown out in response.
"Angor, Rampaging Bear are Frost Lord and the most noble Descendant, you should surrender to me!"
Neither side can convince the other. Only the outcome of the war will determine who is right or wrong.
For the people here, as long as ten men or strong women can become warriors, a set of leather armor, a shield, and a weapon are enough.
So on top of the glacier, almost eight thousand soldiers were gathered. Even if most of them were just a few, they still dyed the smooth and clean glacier red in just ten minutes.
Blood flows on the glacier, but it freezes in the cold winter environment.
Life dimmed under the flying snow, but the smell of blood on the battlefield refused to dissipate into the void for a long time.
"Is this... a war of faith?"
The real war of faith appeared in front of Ryan. He looked at the killings in front of him in shock. Although he was heartbroken that these were his people in the future, it was not something he could stop now.
The picture discovered by Brandt was so shocking that it even shook their belief in Frost Lord. All the people felt guilty about this, so they needed to water themselves with blood.
Or perhaps, the news that Frost Lord may fall makes them feel unacceptable. The fall of Deities will bring about the collapse of the pyramid of faith. At this moment, apart from war and killing, there is no other way for them to treat the world clearly.
Why do the people of this world respect Deities so much, and even believe in Frost Lord from the bottom of their hearts?
Ryan is a little confused, but maybe it's because of the Miracle that was born again and again? For example, in the previous gambling agreement between him and War Bear Tribe, the flashing thunder in the sky represented the gaze of Frost Lord and Miracle.
"Kill!"
The one who shouted was Angor, and the leader of the War Bear Tribe also rushed to the front, fighting with the leader of the Grizzly Bear Tribe. The two of them tried their best, without any performance.
"Only War Bear will faithfully execute the will of Frost Lord. We are the great Descendant. We will fulfill the ancient promise and we will follow Frost Lord to the death!"
Angor's eyes were blood red. At this moment, under the extreme pressure caused by Deities's possible death, the blood in his body was boiling, and he actually used extraordinary methods that only Grizzly Bear Tribe could do.
The people of Bilki follow the great Frost Lord, fight behind him, and die behind him. They follow him from the moment of birth, and end at the moment of death, they still follow him.
Angor was extremely crazy at this moment. He was fighting desperately, and the hand ax fell on him, leaving traces of ferocious flesh and blood on his chest, back, and shoulders, but he didn't feel anything at all as the dagger attacked crazily.
He is crazy and warlike. Only blood and pain can make him forget the death of Frost Lord.
Arpad couldn't do it, and even he was still shocked why Angor's body had the tyranny that only Rampaging Bear's blood could have. He couldn't forget all the fighting, so he fell into a disadvantage.
He kept retreating. Under his feet, the corpse of the Grizzly Bear Tribe soldier gradually appeared, and Armored Bear's breath gradually appeared. Finally, his feet were embedded in a bloody ice hole.
There is a large amount of blood accumulated in the ice cave. It has not condensed yet, but it makes Arpad unable to move.
"Arpad!"
Angor let out a low and majestic call like the god of death. There was already an ax belonging to the Grizzly Bear Tribe in his hand. The ax was chopped down with huge force. After Arpad's head was chopped into pieces, the foot embedded in the hole was also chopped into pieces.
The terrifying force directly collapsed the surface of the glacier, and ferocious white cracks appeared on the glacier. In the subsequent collapse, Arpad's body was swept into the deep flowing glacier.
There were white fish, perhaps sensing the flow of air, rushing to surge in the crack, but they were quickly drowned by the blood flowing from all directions.
The War Bear Tribe soldiers' eyes were ferocious, and the killing and death had not stopped. The fleeing and Grizzly Bear Tribe soldiers and the red-eyed soldiers from both sides were still exuding hot blood on the glacier that even the ice could not seal.
However, everything will not end so simply. At the end of the distant field of vision, Berserk Bear Tribe's army appeared.
They are the same people as War Bear Tribe. They know the throne of the ice peak and know too many things, which makes them not afraid of death in the war.
"The people of Bilki must be unified. Descendant of War Bear, you must crawl at the feet of Thunder!"
In the void, thunder struck the bloody battlefield like a long whip, and then thousands of the Berserk Bear Tribe warriors rushed into the bloody hymn.
Borgeld kicked away Stig in front of him, turned around and went to kill Berserk Bear Tribe's army.
Angor is exhausted. He is just the leader, not the most powerful warrior. At this moment, he is fighting under the protection of a group of warriors. Against the army of the Berserk Bear Tribe, the heavy responsibility can only fall on Borgeld.
Next to Ryan, Brandt was ready to move. The fighting spirit in his body was actually driven by this war. When he mentioned it, the invisible atmosphere of war enveloped him.
"The stag's energy and blood will be awakened one day."
Ryan was surprised. Almost all of the majestic energy and blood brought by Stag's Blessing was deposited in the body. He did not expect that now Brandt would wake up all the sleeping Blood-and-Qi Force.
"Go and let them see the power of another world."
"Follow your will."
Brandt put down the visor on his face. The majestic and sacred armor made him powerful. The horse under him could no longer bear it and slowly stepped forward until he took a breath and was already running wildly in the ice and snow.
The cavalry rumbled. This was a power that was not found in this world. They charged at the most dazzling place in the war. The lance and armor knocked away a soldier named Berserk Bear Tribe. The blood was a tribute to the armor that shone in the sun. Death in battle was the supreme respect for this iron cavalry.
The history books write their chapters sentence after sentence, the brilliance of life and the glory of blood.
This is the last glory that belongs to the entire Bilki. The people of Frost Lord, one day after his death, under the sun, in the ice and snow, are still pleased with his gaze.
Thunder roared high in the sky. I don't know when, but Cloud Sea was no longer overhead. The war on the earth, the bright blood color reflected the color of the sky. Everyone raised their heads and stared at the violent thunder.
They used war, blood, and death to call out the will of Frost Lord.
So they became even more crazy and fearless on the battlefield.
There is no way back, war is pleasurable Deities, death will sublimate life.
Borgeld's cold eyes on the battlefield were full of unyielding and cruelty. In front of the dagger, there was the ruin of life. The blood spattered on her body. The girl continued to wave the weapon in her hand unmoved.
Behind him, Volibear roared up to the sky. Its voice was the loudest on the battlefield. Its white hair was already covered in blood. Then, its ferocious appearance appeared behind the girl as if it were fighting against the shadow of the world.
The battle between the extraordinary and the extraordinary has long since ceased. Dozens and hundreds of warriors surrounded Borgeld and Armored Bear. In front of the roaring thunder, there were fallen corpses. The flowing blood melted the earth, revealing soil that seemed to never be exposed to the snow.
"I will kill you all."
Among the few words the girl said, she uttered the most murderous one, and then wielded her shield and dagger to slash at the nearest enemy.
"I will kill you all!"
She roared loudly, and the Armored Bear behind her gave her powerful strength. Amid the stimulation of blood, more than a dozen soldiers flew out, and the moment they fell heavily to the ground, they were trampled by pairs of feet.
They did not scream, and they may have died while enjoying the different scenery in mid-air.
The thunder struck the girl's body, and it was a sharp claw of Armored Bear. The moment it tore apart the flesh and blood, Armored Bear showed a fearful look. It felt the violent thunder in the girl's body that was far more terrifying than the one on it.
The speed of thunder was faster than Armored Bear's brain. In the scene of torn flesh and blood, the girl tightly grabbed Armored Bear's claws, and then the thunder inside her body was violent. On the battlefield, a dazzling light illuminated the snow-white world.
When everything was quiet, Armored Bear had fallen to the ground charred black, and the armor on his body was also red. The tangy aroma of meat penetrated into the burning black smoke.
Man and bear, girl and Volibear.