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Chapter 458: 0457

The first thing to hit was a slow to sharp shock.

The ice surface of the entire lake began to tremble like the wings of autumn insects, and with the sound of breaking under the weight of the roar, it turned into several huge ice floes. Unluckily, those who could not stand still fell into the bone-chilling lake water .

Both the beast and the monster began to neigh and struggle.

The riders exhausted their skills to maintain balance, and in the blink of an eye, the team that had just gathered was divided into several larger areas.

Ken suddenly sensed a strong curse, and those with keen senses in the team also realized something.

what--

Suddenly there was a shrill howl from among the ice floes.

"It's under the water, come up quickly!"

"There are eyes on the soles of the feet, stand still, this thing is ridiculously big."

……

Ken heard the shout, and opened his gray vision to look down.

He heard the frightening rustle of [Bloody Myriads] scratching as they swam across the ice.

It meanders through the exposed corners, and it is thicker than an adult Cangcuo snake. The panicked humans on each ice floe can see part of the body of the hunting leader.

Yes, exaggeratedly large.

Ken didn't expect this thing to be able to sneak into the ice.

The lake was stained with blood, which meant that many people had become victims of those corners that were sharper than knives.

Its body loomed among the winding cracks, and slowly slid into the deeper ice layer, and the direction of its advance was the only huge gap that could leave the ice surface, like the only way to survive in a closed cage.

Ken understood the purpose of the hunting leader, and urged the horse to gallop forward, but it was too late...

The bloody myriads pierced through the ice like a meat grinder, rushed up to the sky along with the wet flesh, and then lowered their heads with countless pairs of eyes and opened their mouths to roar at the crowd in the middle of the lake.

Rumbling--

All frozen torrent enclosures around the team are destroyed.

The remaining limbs of the monster also emerged from under the ice. The sharp blades were like twisted saw blades, blocking the crowd in the center. Along with wriggling and shaking, they formed an encircling circle, like a blood basin with fangs With a big mouth, it gradually closed inwards.

"Sir, we have to find a way."

A mercenary who specializes in hunting giant beasts muttered.

He was waving his left hand dripping with sweat, brewing magic on the hedron-encrusted armguard.

Catching the ferocious animals that migrate across the southern plains is a dangerous and lucrative job.

There is a scar symbolizing courage on his sharp-edged face, as well as a flame-like tattoo used to cover up the scar. The magic shot out from the spar in his left hand, caught a blunted corner of the monster, and then leaped away superior.

The hunter mercenary began to slash with a knife on the twisted limbs, the enchanted sharp blade pierced into the flesh between the armor, and the dark green juice splashed out and fell on the ice surface, emitting a disgusting stench.

Ken showed an approving and surprised laugh: "It really surprised me."

"Then your standard of praise is a bit low, Mr. Maharu."

An abrupt female voice appeared next to her.

She lowered her center of gravity, her curves were hidden under an expensive light leather jacket, and then she turned into an afterimage that pierced through the air, and catapulted onto the insect like a dagger thrown from the sky.

The assassin ran beside the sharp tentacles ignoring gravity, and the hidden steel weapon in his hand fell precisely into the gap in the soft flesh.

Ken looked around with delighted eyes.

He found that the team did not need to be taken care of as much as he had imagined, perhaps because he was used to being a battle flag, and he always subconsciously believed that those who followed him were weak people who needed to be protected.

Mercenaries are not such people.

Ken currently has a high reputation in the Red Maple Heights, and those who can be recruited are all ruthless characters. Perhaps in some small city-states in southern Xinjiang, they are also well-known solo adventurers.

The bloody knotty insects began to fight back, the muscles between the gaps began to tighten, and the dark red veins began to glow and pulsate.

"The treatment is pulled up, and all the men with shields follow me and press forward. No one is allowed to back down until the shield is cracked!"

Ken roared loudly, throwing out the whirling Twilight.

The battle ax fell around and instantly exploded into pieces of ice walls. Not only that, after seeing Huosser's ice sword condensed, his control and understanding of frost magic became more profound.

The ice wall that Ken blasted froze part of the Knotty Worm's muscles that were about to exert force.

The frost flower spread like poison, further slowing down the speed of the hunting leader.

rumbling...

The giant beast roared, and the heavy shield advanced.

The mercenary team followed the command and spread out in all directions, giving those armored, muscular men an area to sprint and accelerate.

The thickness of the ice floes was beyond imagination, and it was only slightly shifted after being trampled by soldiers and horses, which was enough to imagine the powerful and weird power of [Bloody Myriads].

Flowers that do not belong to this wasteland suddenly floated from the icy lake of Srikanth intertwined with black and white.

Ken and the other riders looked towards the sky in a little surprise.

He lowered his center of gravity and looked behind him:
A genderless mage floated out of the crowd, with open arms, toes together, head held up with devout eyes.

"It's still a rare priesthood."

Ken was slightly surprised.

The Phantasm originated from a small piece of land next to the shadow of the moon tree, where the magical springs flowing there nourished all kinds of flowers that bloomed throughout the year, and a small group of talented humans were born in it.

The elves seem to have thought about including it in their territory, but they were rejected.

[Skill: Spiritual Bloom]

[Description: The blessed person gets the Blossom Buff, defense boost, travel speed boost, and magic resistance boost. 】

Magicians no longer hide their skills.

Some people turned the ice into quicksand, trying to trap the leader of the hunt, and some people were stacking shields, and the front of the sprinting team continued to generate new, gorgeous magic circles like mountain flowers blooming.

The mercenaries are used to working on their own.

They have learned a lot of powerful skills during their adventures, but they rarely have the opportunity to unite together. With the oppression imposed by the bloody myriads, everyone gradually stopped being conservative and began to fully release their talents and strengths.

The sky was filled with flying skills, even covering the sunlight that wasn't too glaring.

Ken can even feel a trace of comparison and arrogance in the flying magic. Solo adventurers are not willing to admit defeat, and no one wants to lose face in front of so many people.

He suddenly felt his blood boil.

Since the mercenaries don't need to take care of themselves, and orders can be conveyed, let's let ourselves play a little bit more happily.

"Oh, look, the boss is going to get serious."

After riding the wolf, Kuema suddenly spoke.

Next to him is Langz who just broke free from the wall, and is still looking around and asking, "Where is it?"

"Don't worry, the boss is serious, you will definitely see, these mercenaries don't understand what a lone hero is."

(End of this chapter)