Othua's War Banner

Chapter 538 0388: Direwolf
In the northern border there is a creature called [Long-haired Hiiragi], a savage race that lives in groups deep in the snow field.

They haven't evolved wisdom for hundreds of years, but rely on their bodies that are taller and stronger than the winter house to traverse the wasteland, and the [Take] giant beasts have to give way in front of these monsters.

The long-haired hiiragi is a "snow monster" in a broad sense, and mountain people and hunters like to use it to scare children in the tribe.

Ken once saw a tribe dragging the captured monsters to fight the hunt in the Red Maple Heights, and he also heard the terrible roar from the chest in the camp at night.

He really saw this kind of thing at this time, and the number was huge, about 30 or so.

Among tens of thousands of people, those things are like bare reefs in the snow, with unkempt hair like weeds, each of which can be used as a field rope for weaving a lasso, and the terrifying power is hidden in this thick Underneath the hair as a waterfall.

Roar--

The tribal alliance used nearly a thousand talents to control these terrible monsters during the march.

The thick steel lasso fell from the neck of [Long Hair Hiiragi], and the heavy iron flail with barbs fell into the snow and stirred up dust. Next to the bloody wound was wet hair that could not be blown by the wind.

Each of the things used to restrain the monsters was comparable to a carriage, and after being released, the people of the tribal alliance began to flee for their lives.

Ken could clearly hear the heavy breath coming from the far end, and a pair of eyes full of resentment peeked through the long hair, and instantly noticed himself standing in the front.

He knew that this group of people didn't break into [Jianyu Ice Bay] unprepared.

……

"Turn the sword, Lanz, something is wrong!"

Quema's voice echoed in the chaotic battlefield, and then he summoned Lorgar and Valeri Che, trying to organize a leaner team to rush to the Battlespear.

Collins also realized what those towering monsters symbolized, and prepared to gather the scattered mercenaries.

They came from all directions.

The leaders of the tribal allied forces frowned, and even wanted to lead cavalry to block their footsteps, but this idea was quickly dispelled.

They think that the power of a hundred people is meaningless in front of more than 30 crazy [Long-haired Hiiragi].

In fact, if it weren't for the members of the Sacrifice Clan who suddenly came out to make trouble, relying on the alliance of tens of thousands of people, the army led by Ken Bouvier could be drowned in an instant.

"Let them die, let's play with these animals."

The leading battle flags immediately turned their mounts and began to move towards the raging [Cangcuo Snake].

Kuima rode the Feilang, and the spear in his hand shuttled through the broken rock formations. Neither the magic streamer nor the heavy ax that grazed his shoulders slowed him down, but as he continued to approach...

Ken turned his head and waved at him.

"stop!"

Collins trusted his gut, and he trusted Ken.

He no longer doubted Mr. "Maharu"'s decision since the Battle of Ice Lake.

Valery was earlier. After all, he had participated in the Battle of Ambera Iceport, and the orders and prohibitions had long been engraved in their minds. During the period of traveling with Ken, apart from strength, discipline grew more.

Several waves of people around him dispersed.

Langz and Lorgar are still hesitating, but Kuima is still galloping on the wolf, wanting to continue to catch up.

He knew that Ken had inherited the power given by Hawser in the ring, but he also knew that no ordinary mount could withstand the powerful magic of that ring.

Although Zhan Jing is unfathomable now, he still needs help.

Kuima trusted his intuition, but after he continued to shuttle hundreds of steps, the speed of Feilang began to drop sharply, and the irregular and meaningless barks became frequent...

He had to turn his attention to the old chap, trying to figure out what had happened to his mount.

The range of the falling wolf's running began to change, and each hoof could leave a dent on the ground.

Kuima was secretly frightened—the power of the mount increased, the emotions were affected, and some kind of strong animalism was eroding the battlefield.

He finally stopped a few arrows away from the battle banner, and raised his head with a frown.

……

Wusenbu and Pangtu struggled in the powerful tribal alliance.

He is a senior of the Sacrifice Clan, so he heard about the decision of the northern female Zhanjing and several other old bones. From the moment he knew that Ken was chasing the herd of deer...

Usenbu decided to join in.

He believed in his own vision and understood how difficult Ken's next journey would be.

But the most important thing is that the matter of the herd of deer is related to the ecological balance of Palotusbi, which is consistent with the oldest teachings of the animal clan. It is time for the old Naxi to meet the young people of today.

As an old member of the Beishan Alliance, he can naturally take on the important task of leading the way.

That's why they were able to arrive at the critical moment when the coalition forces were attacking Ken. To be honest, without Wusenbu, I am afraid that more than half of Ken's mercenary army would be damaged.

Wusenbu hoped that through this incident, more seniors would notice Ken.

He originally thought that he only needed to deal with the divine battle flag run by two shrews, but he didn't expect an army of tens of thousands of people to come out of nowhere. "Jianyi Ice Bay has become even more chaotic after the Beishan Alliance was disbanded."

The huge Cangcuo snake was summoned from the ground, and there were also terrible giant bears and cheetahs that broke through the ground.

The level of tacit understanding between the animal clan and nature is unimaginable. Under the rapid attack of the wild beasts, even if they are outnumbered, they can perfectly contain the tribal coalition forces.

But they are also unwilling to cause more killing...

The seniors of the Sacrifice Clan had deep feelings for Palotusbi. Everyone felt headaches because of Ken's deviant, and they were also thinking whether this help was a bit too hasty.

In fact, from the standpoint of the North, maybe Ken is the opposite.

It's just that this division of camps has been deliberately blurred because of the relationship between the "herd of deer".

Dozens of crazy [Long-haired Hiiragi] began to beat the ground with their arms, and the sound was like a snow-capped mountain collapsing. With their huge stature, they could cross countless armors and chariots every time they moved.

Ken is even a hero who fights the dragon fiercely.

But it also consumes strength. Even Frengundo and Huosser have to cultivate after the war...

What's more, what about a young man like him?

Everyone couldn't help but look sideways, as if they wanted to witness the fall of a generation of legends.

Wusenbu and the others all raised their hearts.

The moment he moved his eyes, he suddenly felt a throbbing pain. It was the feeling of being invaded by consciousness. Every member of the Sacrifice Clan would have a similar experience when establishing a bond with a wild beast.

But this time it was particularly strong, and then the surrounding beasts became restless, and even half-monsters like the Cangcuo snake were on the verge of losing control.

The veterans of the Sacrifice Clan caressed their totems and raised their heads to observe the chaotic battlefield. There must be something breaking in. The feeling is like sharp claws digging out hard muscles...

"Huh~ be quiet, there are hunters."

The leaders issued warnings to their followers, followed by incomprehensible crazy words, "I said be quiet, don't make noise, you will be discovered by that guy..."

"It's here, shhh, don't be afraid, don't tremble, it'll be smelled."

Members of each tribe looked at their war banners with strange eyes.

They looked at each other, seemingly not understanding, but obediently maintained their guard.

Wu Senbu's frowning and murmur aroused Pentu's concern, but the junior's greetings only got him scolding. "Shut up, kid!"

He scolded his son as harshly as he would scold a tree branch before a hunt.

That's right...

The seniors of the animal clan, including Wu Senbu, all sensed the changes in the battlefield. The shouts and abnormal noises in the wind disappeared, leaving only the heartbeat hidden under the flesh and fur.

The hunter's instinct stimulated everyone's nerves, and the terrifying animal nature was permeating the surroundings.

"We have stepped into a dangerous area, no, something broke in, the momentum is terrible, and it just occupied the surrounding soil and life."

Wusenbu lowered his body, narrowed his eyes, and frowned, trying to find clues among the dust and giant beasts.

The leaders of the Sacrifice Clan and those talented young hunters all became extremely vigilant at this time, and some tribes even began to gather their own teams, gathering back to back, and more people began to look for cover.

There is only one kind of place in the wilderness that is the most dangerous and safest.

That is the king's domain.

All things condescend and crawl under its despotic power, no one dares to overstep, and no creature will risk its life to challenge its bottom line.

At this time, all humans, mounts, and wild beasts have become prey exposed to the air, and the snacks on the dinner plate are gently pressing down on the snow and grass blades with sharp teeth... …

"Shh, hold, breathe."

……

Kavida and Barney, who were riding, clenched their fists at the same time, staring at the other end of the plain with piercing eyes.

The tribal coalition forces who broke into the Jianyin Ice Bay all felt the danger at this time.

Terrifying black giants burst onto the battlefield.

No one noticed how it appeared here, except for those guys who held their breath in advance, everyone else was shaking, like black smoke condensed into a nightmare, and the scarlet furious pupils began to peel off the skin and armor.

It just raised its paws and crossed the formation where Wusenbu and Pentu were.

It was as if a knife had brushed the top of the head, and no one dared to move their necks.

The faces of the young riders were pale with fright. The monster was taller than the largest carriage, and it was definitely not an illusion—the black was the black smoke floating on the outermost fur, and the silk threads inside were as white as frost, which was as white as a crystal angel's feathers. all beautiful.

It affects all beasts before it arrives.

And when it really came to this battlefield, whether it was the mount brought out by Thornton Kaya or the rare beasts cultivated by the animal clan, they all roared towards the sky at this time.

ow-woo-

Collins' scalp was numb, and the mercenaries were sweating on their foreheads.

The guy with sharp insight finally captured the afterimage on the battlefield. "What kind of monster is that?"

Quema also let go of the reins, allowing his mount to unleash its bestiality.

It was only when Collins and his group caught up that they answered their doubts.

"That's a follower of our Battlespear, one of the oldest guys in the tribe, you'll have a chance to know him, but the knees must be hard enough, otherwise you'll be scared to the ground."

[You summoned the wolf king Fei, and after days of trekking, you finally ushered in a reunion in the chaotic battlefield. 】

Ken has established a contract with it, and has been sharing power through the wasteland mound and wolf spirit as the medium.

Since leaving the village to start the expedition, Feilang King's strength has been rising steadily. Every time his body becomes stronger and his power becomes more terrifying, he will startle [Meng] and others.

Fei Wolf King broke into the battlefield, and the moment he landed on the ground, he passed through the front [Long-haired Hiiragi].

The tall and strong monster like a tent was torn apart in an instant, and the hard bones were meaningless in front of the sharp claws.

The Wolf King Fei jumped out from the belly of [Long-haired Hiiragi], grinning his teeth, as if he had broken through a layer of cloth with ease, and the dirty blood did not fall on it, because the shadows that escaped from outside swept away the sundries. All blocked.

The crisp and quick kill scared the tribal coalition forces into silence.

The roar turned into a weak whine, and the heavy corpse began to fall, which was more terrifying than the movement of the shackles falling to the ground just now, but before the first one lay down completely, fresh blood sprayed into the air again.

The retreating tribe felt synaesthesia being poured with hot water, and the smell of stench and rust reminded them that it was the blood of [Long-haired Hiiragi].

Fear began to spread in all directions.

Ken stood there and waited quietly, and then Wolf King Fei walked across the entire battlefield and came to him at a speed that was hard to catch with the naked eye.

The hair is flowing and soft, the muscles are strong, and the posture is tall and straight. After stopping, he turned his head and looked back at the wasteland full of bones. What was revealed in his eyes was only an extremely strong desire to conquer.

Ken noticed that it turned out to be in a saddle-ready state, and instantly thought of something beautiful.

He hadn't encountered anything that made him happy in Palotus for a long time, and he had more urges to go home, but he knew what was holding him back.

Ken turned over and got on the wolf's back. He hadn't seen the king riding a wolf for many days, and the all-in-one aura was enough to make the surroundings quiet.

Collins and the other mercenaries felt a new sense of awe.

Kuima, Lorja, Lowndes and the others smiled excitedly. It seemed that only at this time could they see the real battle banner, which was the most familiar Ken Bouvier in their minds.

Ken's hand wearing the [Law Ring] lightly touched the wolf king.

Then those powers were transmitted through the notes, and the ice and snow mixed with the breath of the barren mound began to bring even more unimaginable and wonderful changes to the mighty wolf king.

Ken had expected some kind of armor or something to show up, but there wasn't.

The power inside the ring turned into solid ice covering the wolf king's surface, and those flowing hairs began to solidify, and then changed the surrounding temperature and the strength of the magic barrier.

Frost covered the wolf king's hair, and there was a little more chill in the terrifying aura of hunting.

Ken reached out to recall his battle axe, and stared at the remaining dozens of monsters with a smile on his lips.

(End of this chapter)