The friction between the Aura Kingdom and Theo Kingdom gradually started at the same time.
In the remote and desolate extreme north, on the tundra covered with ice and snow, a fight to determine the future fate of the two races is going on.
The northern part of the tundra is a vast and open plain of frozen soil.
At this moment, the place was soaked in blood and mutilated limbs, and the dazzling scarlet color looked particularly ferocious in the pure white world.
The hatred between the two races that have lived in this bitter cold land for generations, Frost Giant, who is huge and cold-tempered, and Barbarians, who is physically strong and tenacious, has long been deeply rooted in their bones.
The previous Legendary Realm leaders of both sides died together in a decisive battle. After both died in battle, they briefly stopped fighting and recuperated for decades.
However, a few years ago.
Frost Giant, who was gradually recovering, could no longer hold back anymore and began to repeatedly invade Barbarians's territory and hunting grounds.
At first, there were only some small-scale conflicts and frictions, and both sides maintained a certain degree of restraint.
But as time passed, sporadic conflicts gradually escalated and eventually evolved into a full-scale war sweeping the tundra.
At this moment.
On the blood-soaked frozen soil, both sides devoted almost all their strength, vowing to decide the final winner and end their grudges here.
Blizzards and strong winds danced wildly over the battlefield, making the battle tense.
Barbarians Most of the warriors are born with Rage and violent talents.
Once they see blood, they will be like wild beasts out of the cage, fearless of death. With this crazy fighting style and relatively large population, Barbarians and Frost Giant, who have an absolute advantage in size and strength, are inextricably locked in a stalemate.
The chief of the Barbarians tribe, wearing a rough war robe sewn from the fur of some giant beast, holding a huge battle ax engraved with runes, is unstoppable and is the soul and pillar of the entire Barbarians army.
Blood-colored ripples of anger lingered around him, and he fought endlessly with the leader of Frost Giant, Woruk, who was ten times his size.
Not only did he not fall behind, his violent fighting spirit sometimes even forced his opponents to retreat.
Every time Chief Barbarians roars when he swings his battle ax, it inspires the morale of the entire Barbarians camp.
However, just when the vast majority of Barbarians warriors completely fell into a state of madness, pushing the hidden power in their bodies to the extreme, and the bloody anger on the battlefield faintly overwhelmed the ferocious momentum of Frost Giant's ice breath.
Changes occur suddenly!
Barbarians, the leader who had been fighting with Barbarians, seemingly evenly matched, even fell into the disadvantage of Frost Giant leader Woruk, a trace of cruelty suddenly flashed in Bing Blue Dragon's giant eyes.
He suddenly raised his huge head toward the sky and let out a deafening roar.
Roar-!
For a moment, the blizzard dancing wildly in the sky seemed to have been pressed on the pause button, the howling cold wind suddenly stopped, and even the blood beads and ice crystals flying in the air froze for a moment.
Immediately afterwards, with the huge body of leader Frost Giant as the center, countless biting cold winds and blizzards visible to the naked eye merged and rotated crazily, forming a domain completely under his control.
Chief Barbarians, who was unable to react in time, was completely enveloped.
The wind and snow are like knives, everywhere, cutting everything in the field crazily.
Chief Barbarians's tough skin was strong enough to withstand the slashing of swords. Under the attack of the wind and snow in the domain, lacerations that were deep enough to see the bones began to appear rapidly one after another. The blood was frozen as soon as it gushes out.
"Legendary Realm----field?!"
Chief Barbarians barely managed to stabilize his figure in the wind and snow that could tear steel, and his expression suddenly changed drastically.
In addition to the extremely cold wind and snow attack, he felt as if the air around him had turned into an extremely heavy lead weight, suppressing his body tightly, making it difficult for him to move. Even lifting the rune battle ax became extremely difficult, as if he was fighting against the entire world.
Under normal circumstances, Legendary Realm has almost no solution to the suppression of mortal objects.
"Legendary Realm! He is Legendary Realm!"
"All Barbarians warriors! Retreat! Retreat immediately! Save the fire of the tribe!"
The chief roared angrily and gave the order for the entire army to retreat.
However, his voice was like a stone in the ocean, completely imprisoned in the wind and snow field, and could not be transmitted out at all.
As for the outside world, most of the warriors who had completely fallen into a state of berserk were unable to distinguish the rapidly deteriorating crisis and were still attacking frantically driven by instinct.
And this is exactly what leader Frost Giant wants to see.
It took him several years to break through to the Legendary Realm realm, but in order to annihilate all the Barbarians main forces in one fell swoop and not give them a chance to escape, he chose to lie dormant and did not attack immediately. Instead, he continued to use small-scale provocations to lure Barbarians to gather the main forces for a decisive battle.
Until now.
Both sides put all their efforts here, the battle situation is the most anxious, and Barbarians is the time when the fighting spirit is the most aroused.
He finally revealed the power of the Legendary Realm that had been hidden for a long time, intending to make a final decision and avoid future troubles forever.
Frost Giant leader let out a dull, thunderous laugh.
He looked down at Chief Barbarians who was struggling in the domain, and declared, "The hatred between our two tribes that has lasted for several generations will be ended today, here, by my own hands."
"Humble Barbarians, throw away the ridiculous weapons in your hands and kneel at my feet."
"Swear to be my loyal slave and please me! This will be the only way to save the lives of you and your people."
Turning enemies who were once evenly matched into slaves crawling on the ground can make Frost Giant feel the pleasure and joy of conquest far more than simply killing them.
In their culture, taming powerful creatures as slaves is a symbol of power and status.
For example, the slave they love and respect the most is Dragonkin.
Among Dragonkin, almost only White Dragon can be tamed.
Any Frost Giant that can tame White Dragon as a slave or mount can gain the admiration and envy of all tribesmen, which is a huge honor.
"Surrender? Ha--bah!"
Even though his body was overwhelmed by the terrifying oppression of the Legendary Realm, as if it would be crushed at any time, Chief Barbarians still used his last strength, took a deep breath, and spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva at Frost Giant.
"The descendants of the ice field would rather die standing than live on their knees!"
"Despicable bastard, we are waiting for you in the flames of Hell!"
Chief Barbarians roared Rage, and his eyes completely turned pure blood red, burning with the flame of life.
He resisted the heavy oppression of the domain, took steps as heavy as lead, and launched the final charge towards the leader Frost Giant.
"Seek death!"
Woruk The last hint of joking disappeared from his eyes, replaced by a strong murderous intent.
He lost the last of his patience.
Legendary Realm Giant raised his huge feet covered with thick ice armor and stepped down hard towards Chief Barbarians, whose movements had become extremely slow due to domain suppression.
Pfft--!
There is no fierce confrontation and no gorgeous skills.
Under the absolute power level gap, the most powerful and heroic warrior and leader of the Barbarians tribe was mercilessly crushed and turned into a blur of flesh and blood and broken bones, which was deeply embedded in the cold and hard frozen soil, leaving a shocking giant pit.
"Chief!!!"
This tragic scene was witnessed by many Barbarians soldiers, destroying the last pillar and hope in their hearts.
However, except for a very small number of people whose minds were occupied by fear, who lost their will to fight and paralyzed and surrendered.
More than 90% of the Barbarians warriors, after witnessing the tragic death of their leader, their eyes instantly became as red as their chief, and they let out a Beast-like roar of despair, desperate to kill all the Frost Giant around them with an even more crazy attitude.
Seeing this, the Frost Giant leader waved his hand indifferently, and Legendary Realm expanded again.
He took action personally and launched a unilateral massacre ruthlessly.
Not long after, the sounds of clashes of soldiers, roars and screams that had been going on on the plain for a long time stopped completely.
This war has come to an end.
The Frost Giant leader and his soldiers used the power of the Legendary Realm as a sharp knife to crush the Barbarians army that had lost its leader.
The battlefield at this moment has become the burial place of the Barbarians family.
The blood dyed the vast frozen soil red, and was quickly frozen by the severe cold of the Far North, forming a huge dark red ice field, gorgeous and dangerous.
However, Legendary Realm life is not omnipotent and cannot protect every corner.
Under Barbarians's relentless counterattack, even the victor Frost Giant paid the price.
Dozens of elite Frost Giant soldiers died in battle, and were dragged to death by the crazy Barbarians, falling forever on this ice field.
"Woruk leader, what should be done with the remnants of Barbarians who surrendered?"
A Frost Giant leader with many scars on his body wiped off the blood splashed on his face and asked the leader in a low voice.
Hearing this, the Frost Giant leader's gaze slowly swept over the Barbarians prisoners who were trembling with fear.
They are few in number and have long lost the luster of warriors in their eyes.
"Kill them all."
He said calmly.
The number of these Barbarians is too small, and they are all waste that has lost their fighting spirit, so they are worthless to him.
Legendary Realm Frost Giant has no interest in taking this coward as a slave, it will only tarnish his glory.
After the leader's order was given, the surrounding Frost Giants did not hesitate at all. They immediately raised their weapons still stained with blood and waved them at the prisoners who gave up resistance.
The shrill screams sounded briefly, and were quickly lost in the wind and snow.
At the same time, leader Frost Giant turned his attention to the leader standing respectfully beside him.
He was not satisfied with the "chief" title used by the leader before.
He said solemnly, "From now on, everyone must call me king! The great Everfrost King!"
There is no doubt about these words.
The leader quickly lowered his head deeply and responded in the most respectful tone, "Yes! Follow your will, the noble and great Everfrost King!"
Legendary Realm Frost Giant stepped on the battle flag of the Barbarians tribe and Shatter.
His majestic eyes slowly raised, looking across the boundless tundra to the distant south.
In this direction, the wind and snow gradually weakened, and you could vaguely feel a hint of vitality that was different from the tundra.
That is the direction of Borderlands and Ser Wilderness.
"It's time. I want those little people who have long forgotten their fear to recall the terror of being dominated by Giant and the power of Giant."
Woruk's voice echoed in the wind.
He declared solemnly, "The ice fields are becoming increasingly barren and resources are scarce, and they cannot support a truly powerful Giant Kingdom. Only the rich and vibrant lands in the south are worthy of becoming our Frost Giant's new hunting grounds and homes."
Woruk gave himself the title Everfrost King, not just on a whim.
Permafrost Tundra The environment is harsh, inaccessible, and the information is extremely limited.
Especially after they started the war with Barbarians, the few business groups that occasionally ventured here to barter have completely disappeared. They have completely disappeared from the ice sheet. They have all stopped at the relatively mild Borderlands and no longer go any further.
Frost Giant people already despise and even despise the business groups composed of short creatures, thinking that they are weak ants.
Therefore, they did not pay much attention to the disappearance of the merchant group.
For a long time, their eyes have been focused on the ice sheet and Barbarians, without paying attention to the wind direction and changes in the outside world.
And a long time ago, Woruk heard a piece of news.
In the far south, a fierce civil war broke out among the once monolithic and extremely powerful Lothern Federation. The countries split into two factions and fought endlessly with each other. They no longer had time to pay attention to the wilderness areas, and the strong Legendary Realm garrisoned on all sides were recruited to the front lines of the civil war.
It is against this background that Woruk believes that this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
He can take advantage of the civil strife in Southern Kingdoms and have no time to look north, and go south to the wilderness to seize the rich resources there, plunder the population, and even have the opportunity to establish a powerful kingdom belonging to Frost Giant on that rich land!
Although the Icefield is the hometown where he was born, after solving the serious problem of Barbarians, there is no longer any enemy or challenge worthy of his attention on this land.
Woruk's ambition and vision are no longer satisfied with this barren land.
"My king, what do you mean - we are going to prepare to march into the wilderness next?"
The confidant leader beside him was excited, but still retained a trace of caution.
He reminded in a low voice, "It's just that the news about the Lothern Federation civil war has been decades away."
"Decades of time may not seem like much to our long lives, but to those creatures whose lives are as short as insects and ants - this period of time is not short."
"Their civil war may have ended, and order may have even been restored."
Legendary Realm Frost Giant nodded slowly, not ignoring his subordinate's reminder.
"Your concerns are not unreasonable. Therefore, I have not considered blindly heading south in a big way."
After a pause, he said in a deep voice, "Give me an order, in the name of me, Everfrost King, to start immediately and make all ice tribes and clans surrender immediately!"
"Those who follow me will prosper, and those who go against me will perish!"
"After we have unified the entire Permafrost Tundra and integrated all the forces, we will then march south and send troops to Borderlands. We will use that place as an outpost to carefully observe and test the wind direction and reality of the wilderness to find the best opportunity."
The leader's head hung lower.
He said in a flattering tone, "Great King of Everfrost, your wisdom is unparalleled in the world!"
"Under the guidance of your strength and wisdom, Permafrost Tundra will surely usher in unprecedented unity, and all tribes will kneel under your throne. At that time, our army will march south into the wilderness, and it will be invincible and unstoppable!"
After hearing these words, Woruk looked satisfied and let out a dull laugh.
In the days that followed, he lived up to his words.
Woruk personally led the Frost Giant soldiers with high morale under his command, and with the fierce power that had just annihilated Barbarians, he began to sweep across the entire Permafrost Tundra.
The name Everfrost King, accompanied by the shadow of frost and death, is like a biting cold wind, sweeping through every ice peak, every snowfield, and every rift valley at an unprecedented speed.
The vast majority of Northern Frontier tribes and clans that originally remained independent or were in a wait-and-see state chose to surrender.
The few who resisted were directly wiped from the territory of the tundra under the attack of the Legendary Realm Frost Giant.
The power of the Legendary Realm realm, when faced with other resisters no higher than Lord Level, formed a crushing force like a dimensionality reduction strike.
Frost Giant The process of unifying the ice sheets is proceeding like a storm.
During this period, such huge turmoil in the ice sheet could not be concealed.
Relevant news and rumors soon spread to Dragonfang Fortress, which is located in the south of Permafrost Tundra and guards the throat to the wilderness.
This is a strategic location where Blue Dragon Heriam and the red dragon Kaxier are stationed and operated. It is also the most outpost for the Aura Kingdom to monitor the movements of Northern Frontier.
So...
Detailed information about this newly emerging northern threat was quickly sent back to the Aura Kingdom with the highest priority and presented to High Mountain Dragon Court, which was located on the top of Crimson Flame Royal City, overlooking the entire kingdom.
In the end, without any surprises.
The name Everfrost King has reached the ears of the supreme ruler here.
"Legendary Realm Frost Giant who calls himself a king and wants to unify the ice field?"
Garos shows his reflection.
The hatred left over from the distant Second Era between Giant and the dragon is deeply imprinted in each other's blood and inherited memories.
Such a neighbor full of aggression and expansion ambitions is entrenched in the ice sheet. For the Aura Kingdom, it is equivalent to a sharp sword hanging above his head.
Leaving it alone will undoubtedly lead to disaster.
In particular, Theo Kingdom is waiting for the opponent to complete its integration and actively invades south while Theo Kingdom is watching with eagerness. Aura Kingdom may face the dilemma of being attacked from both sides.
Moreover, Frost Giant is making a lot of noise in the ice field, and Dragonfang Fortress is also paying attention to its movements.
Garos basically found out their reality.
In addition, calling yourself the king... this behavior is a bit funny in the eyes of Red Iron Dragon Emperor.
From the beginning to the end, Garos's names such as Lord Borderlands, Molten Iron King, King of the Wilderness, Crimson Flame Dreadstar, Sky-Rending Wing, Ignas Emperor... and other names were not publicized by himself, but were gradually formed by word of mouth based on his past.
After some thinking, Red Iron Dragon made a decision.
The so-called Everfrost King was killed on the eve of the unification of the ice fields, shattering his dream of king. By the way, Permafrost Tundra was included in the territory of the Aura Kingdom, completely integrating the Northern Frontier area, and solving the threat from the north.