The berserker who transformed into a bear swept past Burd III in a fishy wind.
Misty Mountains's king's purple eyes looked down at the thin man beside him, and his rich voice was deafening:
"The plan is successful and the people sacrifice, Tes, is it worth it?"
"It's worth it, why isn't it worth it?" The man with the tapered chin, also known as Tes, danced and laughed exaggeratedly, with a sharp and harsh voice.
"When the venom of Snake God boils in their veins, those untouchables are destined to become sacrifices!" He nervously picked off a brown scale under his neck with his sharp nails.
"Look at the appearance of the God of War opposite - his army is being torn to pieces by your fury!
"Thanks to the great power of Snake God, you were saved from being like your grandfather. If Northern Kingdoms is not broken, your soul can only become a toy of the master."
"I'm warning you, I'll crush you!" Bird roared in a deep voice.
"Okay, okay~" Tes responded with a chant-like vibrato, "Our distinguished spokesperson Mountain God can smash the poor guy into a pulp without even moving his fingers~
In short, the mission assigned by the two gods was half successful.
When the frozen soil of Northern Kingdoms is soaked with the two kinds of divine blood, the mortals of the Panda Continent will naturally understand who to kneel to."
"Mountain God's brand will never fade."
"Well? I can't promise you this, but you don't have to worry about it. Take Northern Kingdoms down first, and then the two great gods will make a decision.
A servant cannot make decisions for his master, now I think your attention should be..."
He suddenly pointed twitchingly at the far end of the battlefield, where the group of knights had begun to gallop.
"Wins, there are not only knights there, there seem to be a few who look like us..." He pointed to his erect pupils again, seeming to say to himself, "They don't ride horses, they should be witchers!"
"Oh, my poor goosebumps are so scared that they are running away en masse! You have to protect your precious family~"
Nervous laughter rang out, and while he was laughing so hard that he was out of breath, a hoarse and deep voice came from him:
"Shut up, you hateful guy, don't disturb my peace. If the demon hunters dare to attack, I will kill them."
The sharp and hoarse sounds overlapped and resonated strangely, like two poisonous snakes strangling each other in their throats.
"I'm so scared. Look, those knights are charging. Their target is not the Berserker, but you."
He pointed at Burd III and said, "No, I'm just a weak Snake Cult priest, but I can't fight this battle, so I'm hiding with those group of shamans."
As he spoke, he backed up strangely, like a giant python.
Although he was walking in the opposite direction, his speed was no different from that of ordinary people.
"Coward!" Burd III snorted coldly, staring at the cavalry who had formed an awl formation from a diagonal stab a few hundred meters away with his lavender eyes, the purple light in his eyes getting brighter and brighter.
Dick and the others successfully reunited with the Queen's Knights.
"Your Majesty the Queen, I'm late." Kebi bowed deeply as a knight, and said with some remorse.
"You came just in time, everything is not too late. The war horses and spears are ready." The queen responded majestically on the horse.
Then she turned to look at Dick and said, "Duke Amara needs your help in the war."
Dick nodded.
Although Pipi is a stranger, Queen Meve is not in the mood to ask why she appears here at this time.
Witcher Order's people did not bring horses, because the demon hunter's mount was not for fighting, but for traveling.
By the time Kebi had mounted his horse and put his spear under his ribs, he had joined the Queen's formation.
The Queen looked at the back of Dick rushing towards the Duke Amara battle formation and shouted loudly, "Be careful."
Dick paused, turned his back to her and nodded slowly, then took Xiya's hand, and ran towards Duke Amara's battle formation together with Vesemir, Geralt, and Pipi.
The cavalry's horses were very fast, and Queen Meve was at the forefront, serving as the tip of the sword for the entire cavalry team. Behind them were two regiments of blue and white cavalry.
Order of the Dragon Knights and Order of the Falcon are mixed together, like white clouds blending into the blue sky.
This torrent of steel set off a frenzy of permafrost, the horses' hooves crushed the natural armor formed by ice crystals on the ground, and the triangle of death formed by the spear points rushed straight into Burd III's huge body.
The Queen had already received the order from Duke Amara, telling her that she did not need support, but instead rushed towards Burd III.
Their plan is very simple. If Burd III dodges, the priest team behind him will be smashed into pieces by the spear;
If he didn't dodge, his end would definitely be miserable.
This is a conspiracy.
As for the Misty Mountains Warrior riding pack horses behind Burd III and next to the priest, they never paid attention to them.
They are just miscellaneous soldiers, and they have not turned into Monster now, which means they are just ordinary people.
However, when there are more than just miscellaneous soldiers among the miscellaneous soldiers, everything has become different.
The Misty Mountains Warriors in the rear rode their horses to make way for a road, and a group of Cobra Sacrificerss walked out of them.
This is the result of the transformation of the people who were surrendered during the priest's previous expedition to every tribe in the depths of the Misty Mountains.
These Monsters making a "hissing" sound quickly arrived in front of Bird, and they began to form an array. Hundreds of Monsters formed a full 20 rows, and then they stood still like old trees taking root.
They are acting as speed bumps.
Although the Queen had learned about the existence of this group of Monster from Kebi, her knights still charged forward, easily knocking away the first row of enemies and crushing them.
Their scales collided with the armor of the horses, making a strange chime sound. Until the last Monster was trampled to pieces by the horse's hoof, Queen Meve's charge formation was panting like an old man in his twilight years.
Seeing the huge figure in front of him still motionless, his eyes were fixed on this group of the most powerful killing weapons of this era.
Within 100 meters of each other, the huge body of Burd III started running slowly.
Instead of running to the side, he charged forward.
At the same time, a layer of purple mist slowly solidified on the surface of his body.
The charge tore through the battlefield like a purple comet, carrying the power of collapsing mountains and colliding head-on with the torrent of iron armor.
Queen Meve's long spear burst out with dazzling sparks the moment it touched the purple mist shield, and the fine steel forged gun body disintegrated inch by inch.
In Kebi's eyes that gradually solidified, the Queen's body wrapped in silver armor was like a stone bullet thrown by a slingshot, drawing a pale parabola in mid-air.
That demon-like body is still advancing.
The seven-hundred-pound war horse was lifted into the air, and the dragon knight, who was carrying more than half a ton of armor, was thrown away like a rag doll.
Soon, Kebi felt the same as Queen Meve. While his whole body was in severe pain, his blurred vision was far away from the ground.
He rolled in the air.
In the dizziness of weightlessness, Kebi witnessed the purple demon piercing the entire cavalry array.
Like a hot knife cutting through butter, the snow trampled by iron hooves left a scarlet ravine four meters wide.
The purple tyrant crushed the inertia and continued to charge forward, its super-tonnage body almost tearing through the sound barrier.
His target was clear - four hundred yards away, Duke Amara's phalanx was being torn into pieces by bear-turned-berserker warriors, like a snow rabbit dying in School of the Lynx's claws.