The knight in the abyss

Chapter 503
Lancelot, who was sitting on the sled, suddenly changed his expression, his mouth moved, but he didn't make any sound, but the giant wolf pulling the sled and running wildly began to slow down immediately.

"Is there an enemy?" Brutal was no longer surprised by this situation, and immediately pulled out his hammer.

"There are two groups of frost giants fighting in front." Lancelow nodded, "Let's take a look."

After moving forward for a while, everyone heard the sound of fighting from the wind and snow, including the familiar roar of frost giants fighting, the whistling sound of boulders flying through the air, and the sound of blunt objects colliding with armor. Muffled noises, and some strange sounds they had never heard before.

The sled stopped in front of a small hill, and everyone carefully climbed up to the top of the snow-covered mountain, looking down.

I saw about twenty frost giants fighting fiercely in the valley three hundred feet away from them.It is easy to distinguish the camps of the two sides from the appearance. One of them is wearing patchwork armor and holding bone or stone weapons. Most of the frost giant raiders that everyone met a few days ago are like this while the other group is much better equipped. They wear chain armor that fits the size of giants, and hold metal battle axes or great swords, and most of them also have blue and white double-edged ax emblems on their equipment. .

Among these melee frost giants, there are a few quite special ones.Their naked bodies are covered with ice-blue rune tattoos. They rhythmically beat the snare drum attached to their waists with their hands, or strike the shield held by the other with the weapon in their hands, and use their hands to match the rhythm. The Giantspeaker recited some sort of long, rhythmic poem aloud.

Lancelot's telepathy sensed obvious magical fluctuations, and the frost giants were obviously also affected by the reciting sound. They seemed to be faster, stronger, and physically stronger than in their normal state, and they were more resistant to pain. The level of endurance is also higher, which makes the battle more bloody and brutal overall.

"The ones with better equipment should be loyal to the god of frost giants." Old Leip has changed back to human form at this time, and introduced to everyone in a low voice, "Did you see the double-edged ax logo? That is The emblem of Solem."

"What about those guys who read poems on the battlefield?" Brutal pointed, "Will this make them live longer?"

"Those are Skord, the bards of the frost giants. As representatives of the gods and abyss lords, they play the role of priests and bishops in the society of the frost giants." The rich knowledge of the giants, "they can use magic to speak and sing, can inspire friends, or weaken the enemy, and even manipulate other people's minds. As a result, you have also seen that under their influence, other frost giants are like crazy Fight the same, without fear of death."

"Sound can also be used to cast spells?" Lancelot couldn't help asking, he was really surprised.

"Of course, bards release supernatural power by controlling the melody and rhythm. The principle is similar to that of mages chanting spells, but this is an impossible skill for individuals without talent." Aramiel replied with a smile , looked at the dwarf pointedly, "You must have heard all kinds of creation myths, right? Most of them have similar sayings: the world was originally a pure chaos, and the gods created the world with words. Fundamental concepts such as underworld, light and darkness, that gave shape to the multiverse itself. The bards believe that the "word of creation" still echoes throughout the void, and their craft is a response to this echo. manipulation, weaving it into corresponding spells and powers."

"This... sounds a bit unbelievable." Lancelot was about to retort subconsciously, but after thinking about it, the small bamboo slips left by Han Tianzun also described how high-level cultivators resonated with the Dao and then spoke out characteristic?

"Of course theory is not the truth, but it is a fact that the voices of bards have magic power." Aramir shrugged, "If there is a bard among the enemies, we must find a way to kill him first, It's the same with mages or warlocks, because as opponents, their voices can be really, really annoying at times."

"Understood." Lancelot nodded, along with little Isa who was lying behind him.In terms of fighting head-on, she might only have fought Karalyn, but the young rogue has reversed the situation more than once in battle, and is no less important to the team than any other member.

"What the hell are they talking about?" Brutal narrowed his eyes, watching the battle below, "Damn it, I even took Giant Language class, I gave it all back to the teacher..."

"Just now, they praised the great achievements of Solem and Kostchurch." Aramir shrugged, "Now one side is boasting that the Prince of Wrath stole the warhammer from Solem's hand, while the other side is insulting them A Mog of Mogs, lower than a stinking troll."

"It can be seen that both sides are very angry, look at that, the brains are blowing out and they don't stop..." Brutal shrugged, "Which side do you think will win?"

"Of course it is the side that is loyal to Solem." Lancelow replied decisively.

"Why?" The dwarf turned slightly in surprise, "The angry prince's subordinates have a superior number..."

"But their opponent has an excellent commander." Lancelot pointed to a special figure in the melee, "It's the female frost giant, the front on her right uses all-out defense to hold back more enemies, The front line on her left is using the advantage of equipment to kill the opponent quickly when the number of people is similar. Kostchurch's minions are falling at a faster speed. Once the numbers of both sides are close, the battle will end in a one-sided situation. A few more minutes at most..."

"A female frost giant?"

Everyone was only interested in Lancelow's first sentence.Following the direction of Lancelow's finger, they saw a slightly shorter (but also 19 feet tall) frost giant female warrior.She has long, bright blonde hair, dark blue eyes, a necklace that appears to be made of wolf's teeth, and a face that is pretty even by human standards.She wore a very comfortable wolf fur cape on her shoulders, and a long leather skirt suitable for sports. Her bare waist proudly showed her well-defined abdominal muscles, and a pair of light blue aura shone on her feet. Her leather boots made her walk very light.

Under everyone's gaze, the frost giant let out a roar, and swung the double-edged ax fiercely at the enemy in front of her.The moment the battle ax collided with the opponent's weapon, there was a loud thunder. A dazzling arc shot out from the blade of the axe, and it hit the opponent's body with a bang, sending the frost giant who was a head taller than her flying backwards. .

"My God, the thunder strike from the Storm Domain!" Alamiel whispered softly, "She's a priest!"

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