Othua's War Banner

Chapter 447 0446: Frost
The cold air dissipated quickly, covering the broken battlefield, covering the sky and the sun.

Ken struggled to discern the other person's appearance, trying to judge the possibility of hostility from the details of words and deeds.

He also finally understood the reason why the remark prohibited him from using the [Certificate of War Banner]—if the old god's mighty power was shaken just now, how would he explain his identity and bloodline in the face of one of the most prestigious tribal battle banners in Palotusbi?
Hawser also tries to see through Ken in the brief eye contact.

The air around him was frozen and distorted, and the compressed magic was like an invisible giant net covering his head.

As a result, all the surrounding hunting and falling were attracted by the powerful force, and those birds and beasts and huge monsters turned around to reveal them, and the army of undead waves around the crack also turned their directions one after another.

Ken frowned, shook off distracting thoughts, took a deep breath and stood up facing the other party's gaze.

Huosser was wearing a slim battle armor, which was in line with the tall and strong characteristics of the aborigines in the north, and he was of unusually tall and strong blood of giants.

Obviously, the giant's blood is relatively thin, he has no blue skin, nor does he have clumsy features, and he has excellent magical talent. He should be born in the wilderness at the northern end of the Red Maple Highlands, belonging to the Denilson branch.

He is hale and hearty, weather-beaten, with many fine scars on his face, but he looks more decent than Frengundo.

The difference between the two battle banners is very obvious. The orc tribe is obviously more informal, exuding fighting spirit all the time, never trying to cover it up, and advocating violent means to resolve conflicts and disputes.

Huoser is a combat magician, and he is the apex existence in the North.

He will appear to be more restrained and introverted. Although there will still be spillovers, it is because he is on the battlefield and his own strength is there, so powerful that the influence cannot be ignored.

"You are special, child. No wonder Frengundo is furious because of you. You will unite more people in southern Xinjiang."

Huoser said as he walked forward, the headband slammed.

The inscription engraved on it began to shine, and the agitated power caused the ashes floating in the surrounding area to freeze until they fell.

If it weren't for the [Frost Whisperer] in Ken's body, he would probably have turned into a corpse of an ice sculpture.

He didn't know if Huoser had sensed the ice magic in advance before making this move, or maybe he was trying to kill him, but he survived by accident.

There was a faint sound of collision in the middle of the crack ahead.

Ken knew that countless hunting leaders from the undead tide had arrived, the air was getting colder and the sky was getting darker and darker.

The great sword in Huoser's hand was black and red, with a ray of light blue light running through it.

Ken forced himself to stand completely straight, then raised his head along the snow slope, the cold breath he exhaled condensed into frost, holding Chen Twilight, he stood in place and greeted Hawser's approach with calm eyes.

"What does he want! Is he going to fight Hawser?"

Wei's scalp was numb, and she was at a loss in Lanwu's space.

The magic stance around Huoser was too strong, which made it impossible for Misty Mist to drive there, and the opponent was Mage Wing Shuang, even if he could drag Ken into the space, he would be crushed and dragged out within a few breaths .

"Son, we all have our own mission."

There was no pity in Huosser's eyes, and the broadsword that was longer than Feilang was held horizontally by him with one hand, and he made a preparatory movement for slashing.

Ken's armor was slightly damaged, and there was a cold glow in the morning and evening, and his black hair was blown away in the strong wind, but he couldn't imagine what kind of craftsmanship could make such a weapon.

Huoser's eyes suddenly became sharp, the arm he was holding was tense, his muscles vibrated, the magic exploded, and the frost dust hidden in the gaps in the armor shook off.

Wei closed her eyes tightly and fell hard into fear.

The broadsword slashed through Ken's head with destruction, and the complete arc could only be found if it was close enough-it was slightly off by a few inches, but it flew perfectly through his hair, without hurt the innocent.

The sharp round wheel left a pale blue arc.

Hawser's right arm straightened out to the side.

A [Reincarnation Falcon] that raided from behind was hit.

The blade sank in from the falcon and extended along the bones, and the frost exploded from the flesh and blood, directly chopping an adult hunting leader into black pieces.

"you are very funny."

Huoser's expression looked a little serious, but his tone of voice was slightly praised.

The broad sword in his hand cracked due to the collision just now, and finally he let go of it and fell to the ground, turning into black ice.

Ken has never evaded, and there is no need to evade. With such a distance just now, and the disparity in strength between the two sides, he can only follow the thoughts that flashed in his heart before he was actually hurt.

Huoser said seriously: "I believe Ms. Selina, maybe it is a good thing for you to gather the strength of the southern border, but I must remind you that this is the Red Maple Highland, it is best not to have any wrong thoughts, let alone be easily caught by Fren Gondor saw it."

"Aren't you going to kill me?" Ken asked.

"Should I do this?"

Huoser asked him back, and after a moment of silence, he continued to speak:
"I've always been at odds with Frengundo, but no matter how bad the relationship between Zhenzeles and the orcs is, it's all because of internal conflicts in Palotusbi. If Southern Border dares to make small moves... don't even think about leaving Yongle alive. Frozen walls."

Ken didn't answer. Originally, he thought that the Northern Warbands were too extreme.

However, Huoser realized the imbalance under oppression. If the people in southern Xinjiang who had no aggressive ambitions were grouped together, the situation would become much clearer when the situation was overturned, and the possibility of chaos and bloody massacres would be reduced.

Hawser held up his armored right hand.

The corpse of the Falcon of Reincarnation began to tremble, and then, the Hunting Prism and a dark blue bead flew in front of Ken.

He used the Frostwhisperer to condense a barrier in his palm, and removed the curse on it through the Uncoverer's Emblem, holding both things in his hand and using notes to analyze them.

Ordinary undead tide monsters will be directly recorded by merit badges, and if they are hunting prisms after the leader's death, they will become more valuable.

Ken's attention was on the other bead.

[Item: Frost Eye]

[Quality: Treasure]

[Description: The powerful beasts in the northern region will contain the pronucleus soaked in magic, which is as precious as the blood of the frost mammoth. Taking this kind of thing can strengthen the affinity of ice magic and increase the upper limit of magic power by a small amount. 】

Hawser was surprised by Ken's knowledgeable appearance.

He said: "You are very good at making surprises, Southern Xinjiang people. This is a reward for you to fight against the tide of undead. It does not represent the friendship of the Janzelis tribe. If you are not ready to die, take yours now." People go away."

(End of this chapter)