Glacier Destruction Battle (I)

"Solem above"

"They hadn't even gotten close before—"

"How could we possibly defeat such an enemy?"

As the wasteland transformed into a lava-filled inferno, the remaining hundred Frost Giant were filled with fear, lest they be targeted by this terrifying Red Dragon.

The Ogre heavy infantry surrounded the Frost Giant, trapping them in a circle. Three or four Ogre used all their strength to bind the Frost Giant firmly with ropes as thick as a normal person's wrist, and finally transported them south.

"These Frost Giant will become useful consumables for the Empire."

"They are not allowed to have children, nor are they allowed to have faith. In their spare time, they are locked in dark dungeons."

"They will be used by us to build city walls, strengthen defenses, and become victims of hard labor and whipping, and their blood—will all become my property."

Keosius's eyes flickered.

Keosius felt no pity for these giants who called themselves the Frost Scourge and had caused countless bloodshed. He felt no moral guilt whatsoever when he attacked them, and was solely focused on squeezing every last drop of value out of them.

"Yes, as you wish."

Lang Pu's tone was excited.

He felt little sympathy for these close relatives; rather, he was excited as a mage to be able to study this "Everfrost Power."

Dolo reported from the side:

"Master, I've found out everything about the situation at the Vahalla Glacier. Those giants' mouths are actually quite easy to pry open."

"Besides the three hundred Frost Giant Warrior who invaded from the south, there were about a hundred elderly and weak people, as well as dozens of Fighter stationed there. During the time they were away, the high priest of the Everfrost Tribe, and also the oldest elder, Nur Everfrost, was in charge of all matters."

"The High Priest, huh?"

"I see."

"Keosius said calmly."

If he wants to destroy the Everfrost Tribe, he must eliminate this so-called priest and make their faith cease to exist.

Since we've already provoked Solem and incurred the hostility of that sleeping god, we might as well go even further and slaughter all of the god's few remaining followers in Anzeta, turning their entire race into slaves of the empire, leaving them with no faith left.

It is important to know that after the collapse of the Giant Empire, the traces of giants walking on the earth became increasingly rare. Storm Giant, Cloud Giant, and others mostly left the Prime Material Plane to serve other lawful gods, Celestial Being, or even benevolent Metallic Dragon. As for bandit races like Frost Giant, they disappeared in one war after another and were eventually forced to the northern edge of the world.

"Tell me the location there, and I will bring them a disaster they will never forget."

"As you wish."

The Wahara Great Glacier.

Inside the Frost Giant's massive and crude ice fortress.

"It's over. Everything is coming to an end."

"My prophecy has not failed me. The destined catastrophe is coming; it will destroy everything and enslave my people."

Nur put down the Truth Ice Orb in his hand, stood up shakily, and the Fighter serving on both sides hurriedly tried to help him up, but were pushed away by the elderly priest.

He muttered to himself as if he had suddenly gone mad.

"No, no, perhaps there is still a chance."

"Quickly, go and summon all the young warriors in the clan."

The Frost Giant Warrior were puzzled by Nur's panic, but due to his centuries-old authority, they obeyed his orders and went to gather the young Fighter.

Dozens of Frost Giant Warrior gathered beneath the Great Glacier.

"What's wrong with Elder Nuer?"

Why are you looking for us?

"Chief Kasa hasn't returned yet, has he? Only a few days have passed, and the sacred Southern Expedition is still ongoing."

The young and spirited Frost Giant Warrior were also puzzled, whispering among themselves, until Elder Nuer, hunched over and gaunt with a weathered face, appeared.

"Kasa's conquest is over. They have met their destined calamity and have been completely wiped out."

His voice was low and hoarse, yet exceptionally clear.

This statement caused Frost Giant, who could no longer suppress their impulses.

Although they were left behind on the Vahalla Glacier as totem warriors guarding the sacred site, they also longed to plunder southwards, firmly believing that Kasa would strike fear into the hearts of the southern people.

But in just a few days, all three hundred Frost Giant warriors were wiped out? This is not only unbelievable, it completely defies the common sense of the Everfrost Tribe for hundreds of years! "Elder Nuer, there must be something wrong with your magic!"

"It's not just a problem, you've gone mad!"

"Kasa is a warrior who can fight dragons hand-to-hand. With his strength, there's no way he could be defeated by those humans!"

"Elder Nuer, we are the Frost Scourge!"

The elderly Frost Giant Priest sighed helplessly, his eyes filled with sorrow.

He had once thought that the "predestined catastrophe" in the prophecy referred to themselves, that the Frost Giant would destroy everything in the the North like a natural disaster, and rebuild their own kingdom. But now it seemed that they were merely victims of the catastrophe.

Nur's right hand trembled as he drew a small circle on the ice with his wooden staff. A gust of cold wind blew in—and then, a terrifying Red Dragon appeared in its reflection. Beneath it were dozens of Frost Giant struggling in the lava. The Frost Giant stretched out their hands in a pitiful state, their flesh about to be melted by the scorching lava, revealing their stark white bones.

Nur stopped at the right moment, his tone extremely suppressed.

"Did you see it clearly?"

The Frost Giant fell silent.

If they hadn't witnessed the devastating effects of the magic, they would never have imagined that Chief Kasa's army would be driven to desperation and meet its demise.

"We are now the last line of defense for the Everfrost Tribe, everyone."

"Get all the women and children out of here. This is our battle."

"Elder, it's me."

A young Frost Giant tried to speak, but Nur's cold gaze silenced him.

The young Frost Giant looked depressed, with countless questions they couldn't voice, and could only obediently follow orders and move through the glacier.

Only Kasa's young son, Koman Everfrost, was brought over on Nur's orders.

This Frost Giant was only thirty years old, still in his youth, and less than four meters tall. Compared to Nur, he was just a child.

But Koman was not ignorant; his eyes were filled with hatred, a common emotion among Frost Giant when their loved ones had passed away.

"I will slay that dragon and avenge my father. Elder Nuer, let me join this battle! I am the son of Kasa, I fear no death!"

Nur stroked his head and whispered, "I was going to die soon too..."

"But you are different. You have the blood of the Chosen One flowing in your veins. You are our last hope."

"Child, flee, go south, to the Anstica Mountains, continue our people, and let the name of Everfrost once again tremble in the future."

The elderly Frost Giant Priest, his hands trembling, slipped a Shapeshifting Ring that shimmered with spiritual light onto Koman's finger.