"Ohn?...It seems that neither the ideals nor the conqueror are simple characters, they have found reliable allies for each other."

Deep in the main castle of Frost Guard, Lisandra woke up from her dream, and her new discovery made her sleepless.

She walked off the ice bed, came to the statue of Serelda, and talked to the ice sculpture, and exhaled cold frost from her mouth.

"It seems that Winter Claws need a little instruction, but the Conqueror seems to hate me very much... Forget it, this time in your name."

Lisandra reached out and gently stroked the ice surface. Under the ice surface was Serelda's empty but tightly held right hand. It seemed that something she had once held tightly had been taken away.

...

On the frozen river surface, the lights flashed from afar. The bitter frozen rain wet the fur coat, and the warmth and fullness of these people were not a good choice.

The sun is low, indicating that a dangerous cold wave may come at any time. If they face the cold wave in a wet posture, people will definitely die for it under the rush of hunger and cold.

In order to survive, Se Zhuoni asked his soldiers to launch an attack. Thousands of bloody warriors, heavy infantry, mammoth riders and ice bloodlines approached with the sound of war. Of course, there were also the bears who had just joined them not long ago. They were never afraid of war, and even longed for the war itself.

Dawn has not yet arrived, but the city by the river is already very little left, and it is impossible for a warm fire to drive away the coldness of the night. All the buildings in the city are left with charred skeletons, with only carbonized wood and stone chimneys standing on the top of the pointed gravel pile.

The army of Winter Claws had just looted the place not long ago and ignited the town just to dispel the cold, but the cold rain lasted more than they expected, and there was no sign of weakening until the flames dissipated.

This is hard to be called a war, and the Bears' joining made it a unilateral massacre. They first broke through the town's defense line, with Sejongni's troops following behind, but they were as cruel as the former, shattering everything that stood in front of them.

Following the cruel tradition of the ice field, the weak are not worthy of living in this cold world. The warriors of Winter Claws will kill all the survivors to prevent future troubles, but the bears do not even let go of their bodies.

On the street covered with smoke, a bear man was dismembering the body of a shop owner. It was not afraid of freezing rain, but even the rain could not wash away the plasma stained on its hair.

It casually chopped a pair of battle axes on the already dead body, then dragged the broken body to the huge shadow, nailed it to the tip, forming a pattern of some kind. Then, the bear man roared, and the nearby soldiers immediately approached the remaining town guards, ruthlessly pushing them into the sea of ​​fire.

The shaman Udir of Winter Claws sat in a charred ruin and watched all this. He felt the bone-cutting and bone-cutting of the bear spirit, and the unquestionable bear spirit was quietly crawling into the minds of every creature beside him.

He refused Xiong Ling to crawl into his mind, but the majestic shadow lingered in front of him. He took out a silver thorn from his dark pocket and stabbed it into his crippled fingers, forcing himself to stay awake with the severe pain of his fingers connected to the heart.

Born under the bloody red moon, Udir is born closer to the spiritual realm, and it is more powerful than any beast spirit walker. But because of this, he was forced to hear many sounds that he didn't want to hear, and he couldn't have peace of mind for a moment. When the stars as numerous beast spirits penetrated into his mind at the same time, Udir could easily lose his mind and be lost in the wave of sounds.

But Xiong Ling's dominance was still far beyond his imagination. He began to worry, worried that soon after, he would become the only normal person in the army who had not been assimilated. Or even he was swallowed up.

"Udir, what's wrong with you?" A woman wearing a cow horned helmet beside her greeted him in a rough voice. This was the only human care he could feel in this animal world.

This person is the war mother Sejonni of Winter Claws. Udir lamented that she had grown from that skinny little girl to a strong woman with wide shoulders, surrounded by a group of strong blood alliances. Don't get me wrong, a shrew is a compliment in Freljod. Only strong people are more suitable for surviving in this bitter and cold land.

"Did you see it? Se Zhuoni, this is what you want. The power of the bear spirit is growing. It makes the warriors of Winter Claws as cruel as the loser. I even heard the voice of the bear spirit in their minds, the terrifying roar that resounded through the world." Udir warned Se Zhuoni in a low voice, trying not to let the bears hear it, but the blood alliance next to him was shocked and couldn't help looking at each other.

Sejonni glanced at them sternly, and the Blood Alliance immediately turned back to collect supplies. Even they had no right to inquire about Sejonni and her shaman, their position in her heart was far less important than Udir.

"But I heard nothing in my mind, don't think too much, Udir. In this battlefield, we obtained food, shelter and rest, which we wanted to get in the war, enough to keep the Winter Claw Tribe through the trough."

Se Zhuoni was relieved and narrowed her eyes. It was the most comforting thing for her children in the tribe to get food and warmth. She promised strength and victory to her tribe members, and she must not watch her army starve to death.

"I'm worried that even you have become like that. The bloodthirst of the bear man will spread among people and eventually smear us completely!" No one knows Bear man better than Udir, because he can combine the Bear Spirit to become Bear Man, so he knows what is in the Bear Man's mind.

"Enough! I'm no longer that kid, I have my own opinion! If it weren't for the bear man, we wouldn't have enough strength to break through so many towns, and we would have starved to death half a month ago!"

Se Zhuoni shouted loudly, and Udir finally calmed down.

She exhaled, Udir's position in Sejonni's heart was no different from that of his father. She respected him very much, but was also angry at his persistence on the topic. She knew that Udir was right, but there was no turning back. Once she retreated from the war, these bears would tear the claws of Winter to pieces.

After listening to the sound of rain for a long time, Sezhunni took the lead in breaking the silence: "I'm sorry, Udir. This is not my intention, but I can only do this."

"I know, you don't need to apologize. Zhan Mother is right in everything she does. You can't admit your mistake. To admit your mistake means surrender."

Udir expressed understanding. They watched each other quietly, and the atmosphere calmed down slightly, but was immediately broken by the sound of rapid footsteps in the rain.

The visitor was one of Se Zhuoni's blood alliances. He was an ice-born and didn't feel cold when he ran shirtless in the freezing rain. But at this moment, his arms were trembling, as if he could be frozen at any time.
Chapter completed!