Glacier Destruction Battle (II)
Sunlight pierced through the clouds, while the cold wind howled.
The glacier, covered in frost and snow, shimmered with a sharp, cold light.
This is the Vahalla Glacier, known to the world as the "Frozen Forbidden Land," the region on which the Frost Giant have lived for thousands of years, and the place where the Everfrost Tribe has been stationed for generations.
The Frost Giant built crude fortresses on the Vahalla Glacier, carving through the icy mountains.
They are ruthless and destructive raiders who tame enormous Tundra Striding Dragon, Centipede Demon Beast, and Frost Worm. Thousands of years ago, at the height of the Everfrost Tribe's power, they even tamed White Dragon, using these genuine evil dragons as guards of their fortresses.
However, today, the Everfrost Tribe is about to face its most terrible disaster.
All the young Fighter in the tribe took up their weapons and stood ready for battle.
Some Frost Giant Warrior even trembled with nervousness. The expectations of countless generations of ancestors weighed on their shoulders. This would be a life-or-death battle that would determine the survival of their race.
"It will succeed."
"Chief Kasa has already fought him; this Red Dragon cannot possibly be unscathed."
"That Red Dragon is most likely seriously injured."
"We have nearly a hundred Frost Giant Warrior here!"
The young Frost Giant encouraged each other. Having seen the Magic Image, they were well aware of the danger of the battle, but they still hoped for a miracle.
Nur stood at the highest point of the Great Glacier, his eyes slightly narrowed, his expression calm, feeling the surging wind, looking as if he was about to fall into a deep sleep.
Suddenly, the Frost Giant Priest opened his eyes, and a sharp light flashed in his pale blue, turbid pupils.
"It's time."
"He's coming."
The young and strong Frost Giant Warrior were serving nearby quickly brandished their Bone Club, beat their war drums, and roared:
"Warriors of the Everfrost Tribe! Prepare yourselves!"
"That dragon is coming! We have to kill it!"
Upon hearing his words, and with the booming of the drums, the Frost Giant Warrior all looked up at the sky, praying that they could find the Red Dragon's trail in advance.
However, they did not know that Keosius never traveled in such an inefficient way.
He prefers magic.
"Look!"
What is that?
The Frost Giant cried out in surprise.
Ripples spread across the space in front of the glacier, gradually twisting, deforming, and folding. Flame Teleportation Gate, incongruous with the surrounding cold air, slowly opened and appeared on the Great Glacier, causing white mist to rise from the vicinity.
First, a ferocious head emerges from it, followed by a strong body, and finally a long tail tip.
The Red Dragon has finally descended upon the Vahalla Glacier.
"The coordinates provided by your people are very accurate."
Keosius surveyed the Frost Giant gathered around him, wielding a variety of weapons, and finally fixed his gaze on the elderly Frost Giant Priest.
Nur said hoarsely, "You've finally come, the destined calamity."
"Oh?"
"Old Frost Giant, do you know me?"
A hint of interest flashed in the Red Dragon's golden eyes.
Nur tried to keep his tone calm and said in a deep voice, "Of course I know, this is a trial given to us by the great Frost Giant Father Solem."
He looked at the Red Dragon, his eyes gleaming with unwavering determination.
"It is also an indispensable part of restoring the glory of the Frost Giant and recreating the splendor of the Everfrost Tribe."
Upon hearing this, a glimmer of hope rekindled in the eyes of the Frost Giant Warrior. As warriors who guarded the holy land, most of them were loyal believers of Solem, and their gazes toward the Red Dragon were filled with hatred and fighting spirit. Now, upon hearing that this Red Dragon was "the test of the gods," their hearts were even more invigorated.
Keosius's gaze suddenly turned cold.
"So, did your damn gods tell you—"
"Is the Everfrost Tribe going to be wiped out?"
The Red Dragon flapped its wings and suddenly rose nearly 100 meters high.
Koch, the leader of the Frost Giant warriors, raised his weapon and roared, "Fight! This reptile cannot frighten the warriors of Everfrost!"
"Lord Solem is watching us. The fate of the Everfrost Tribe, which has endured for thousands of years, rests on this moment!"
A long, drawn-out horn sounded.
The Frost Giant kept throwing spears, stones, and even ice spikes at the Red Dragon in the sky.
Elite archers drew back their nearly five-meter-long giant bows made of animal bones and fired massive arrows, each as thick as a bowl, straight toward the Red Dragon's heart.
For thousands of years, the Frost Giant living on the Vahalla Glacier have hunted countless White Dragon in this way, but none of this worked on Keosius. The layers of shields and fragments surrounding him, shimmering with magical light, easily blocked him.
Keosius looked down at them, mocking them mercilessly.
"Is this your form of resistance?"
"It's utterly ridiculous—"
The Red Dragon poured out raging flames, turning everything it breathed into a purgatory. Ice and snow melted rapidly under the high temperature, and thick white fog billowed over the glacier.
The Frost Giant Hunter blew his bone whistle.
A sharp sound rang out.
The glacier rumbled and trembled, shedding chunks of ice.
A colossal beast resembling a centipede burst forth from beneath the ice and snow amidst a cloud of steam. Its body was covered in frost, yet infernal fire surged within it. Wing-like fins spread backward on its head, and serrated teeth writhed along the edge of its massive maw.
Keosius glanced at it, his expression unchanged.
"Centipede Demon Beast..."
Those are Centipede Demon Beast, one of the most terrifying hunters in the Arctic. They have magical organs inside their bodies that generate heat like furnaces to resist the cold, and they have dual resistance to ice and fire.
Frost Giant hunters search for their eggs in the cold wasteland, tame them from the hatchlings, and use them to guard the cold castle.
And now, they finally came in handy.
The ground shook violently, like an earthquake. Several huge cracks appeared on the ice surface, and a total of eleven Centipede Demon Beast broke through the ice and attacked the Red Dragon, rising up like giant pillars. The scene was quite spectacular.
"Is this what gives you your confidence?"
"Just a dozen or so insects?"
Keosius spoke indifferently, then suddenly flapped his wings.
The air crackled and hissed, and blinding bolts of lightning surrounded him, surging onto the recklessly attacking Centipede Demon Beast —it was the Storm Echo Body! The Red Dragon swung its claws fiercely, and a shimmering claw-shaped force field instantly appeared in the air not far away, cleaving several Centipede Demon Beast in two with a single blow.
In an instant, most of the Centipede Demon Beast that the Frost Giant had nurtured for a long time and consumed countless amounts of food were lost, and the rest hurriedly burrowed into the glacier, not daring to show their faces again.
The Frost Giant continued their attacks, but Keosius was simply too fast and flying through the air. Most of the stones, spears, and even arrows missed their mark, and even those that did hit could not pierce through the layers of defense.
This was still an extremely unequal battle; they were helpless on the ground, while the Red Dragon could breathe fire, burning the Frost Giant until they cried out in agony.