Ali's Bizarre Adventure

Haiernuo slashed vigorously, and the big sword cut out a violent snow wave, and the ice and snow rushed towards Glenna.

Destroy the surrounding tents and wooden carts into pieces.

The onlookers stepped back, and Ari took Lilia and stood a little farther away.

This snow wave and strong wind make people feel dangerous.

"I am the spear! I am the axe!"

Glenna didn't dodge, but rushed towards Heernuo, "I'm Glenna!"

Glenna crossed her ax and spear, raised her head above her head, and resisted Heinol's fierce attack.The big sword above her head pressed her legs deep into the snow. Without the slightest hesitation, Glenna slashed the battle ax towards her head after blocking Heernuo's attack.

In the battlefield, there are no sisters, only life and death!

Haier Nuo dodged sideways, the tomahawk smashed into her shoulder blade, blood dripped slowly from under the armor.

"Volibear!"

Hai Nuoer roared, she longed for the power of the giant bear god, she longed for the favor of the giant bear god.

Heinuoer used all his strength to pull out the battle axe.

Her arm was saved.

The fingers of her left hand were inserted into the bloody wound, and the blood soaked her fingers. She spread her five fingers and placed them on the left face, and then slowly slid across the forehead, nose, mouth, and finally to the base of the ear on the right face.

The blood smeared her face extremely hideously.

Hai Ernuo's gaze became excited, wild, and fearless, and she rushed towards her sister again.

Slashed with an incomparably decisive sword.

There was a contemptuous smile on Grena's face. In her heart, it was just a mischievous play of her ignorant sister.

"I am Blizzard! I am Lightning!"

Glenna raised the Ice Ax and slammed it hard at her spear, accompanied by a dull bang.

A terrifying pure ice magic gushed out, and the dark blue chill rushed towards Heernuo like sea waves.Wherever he went, solid ice covered everything, as if even the strong wind had been frozen into turbulent streams of frost.

Hanuoer wanted to block it with a horizontal sword, but she couldn't stop the cold magic.

"boom--"

The cold wind and frost swept over Heer Nuo's body, her body became stiff, and her eyes gradually lost their light.

The great sword fell to the ground, and Haier Nuo fell slowly.

……

Not far away, Erniuk was eating grass leisurely, the wind gently blowing some ice and snow debris on the ground.

People looked at the fallen Haier Nuo, dead silent...

It was as if even time had been frozen.

"Aunt Heinol!"

Ashe broke the silence, she ran to Glenna in a panic, checking her injuries, "Aunt Heleno! Aunt Heleno!"

Glenna turned and left coldly. Before leaving, she glanced back at Heernuo.

"younger sister."

Grena's tone was cold, "Fate did not choose you."

Ari and Lilia came to Heernuo's side, Heernuo looked pale.

Covered in blood.

However, she is still alive, but seriously injured.

"The patriarch..."

Norma stretched out her hand and caressed Heernuo's cheek, her eyes were full of respect, "You did your best."

Haier Nuo lay there with blank eyes, without answering.

But what should the rest of the people do now, everyone knows in their hearts that Haier Nuo has failed.

Then they can only follow Glenna to move on!

The war mother is equivalent to the great mother of the tribe, and everyone should obey the orders of the war mother.

No mother wants to make her children suffer.

No mother wants her children to die.

"Oh--"

"Ha ha--"

"Ula—"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooo-"

In the Iceborn camp on the other side, people are cheering for Glenna's victory, and there are many furnaces among them

Here, people are more willing to follow the strong.

There are very few people accompanying Haiernuo, only a dozen or so, including Ari, Lilia, Ashe, Norma...

This is normal and no one finds it unfair.

After all, if the winner is Haiernuo, then she will be the one enjoying the cheers now, and she will become the war mother of the Avarosa tribe.

It's just a fair challenge that doesn't favor either side.

In the joy of the people, Glenna agreed to let them stay in the village of Ice Children to rest for the night.

They held a very grand banquet here.

The food here, the fine wine here, they can drink and eat whatever they want, as much as they want.

Tomorrow they will take some food away, but not all.

The clansmen are exhausted now, and they are walking very slowly.Grena didn't want the clansmen to be burdened too much.This time, she wants to gamble everything for the rise of the tribe.

"Ash, do you want these people to live?"

Ari is biting a leg of lamb, surrounded by bonfires, laughter, shouts, and people having their last carnival.

"of course."

Ashe hugged her knees, "They are all my family."

"Haernuo may be right, she has no right to speak, but you are different, you are Glenna's daughter." Ari stared into Ashe's eyes, "You should try, have a fight with your mother Gentle talk."

"Well, I see."

Ashe replied.

Ari could tell that in this banquet, although most people were reveling, some people sighed from time to time.

There are more people supporting Haiernuo than imagined.

"Marukolo..."

Ari saw the tribe's Frost Priest standing outside alone, his face was livid, "Why don't you go drink?"

"I saw darkness and death."

Marukolo didn't stop, the deer head staff he was holding hit the ground one after another, and the long black robe trailed behind.

There was an indescribable aura about him.

Ahri could see that his whole body and his stag-head staff were covered with dark, cold and terrifying magic...

Chapter 322 Fighting for Fudo

The dark, cold, and terrifying magical atmosphere enveloped Marukolo, and he walked into the banquet hall with a livid face.

His eyes swept over the reveling Avarosas.

He made his way through the noisy crowd.

He saw people eating like crazy, getting so drunk with ale that they couldn't even walk steadily.

He saw someone making love to his lover at the table.

"Ah."

Marukolo showed a sneer, "Carnival before death, ignorant Avarosa people."

Ali also walked in.

She saw Marukolo walk through the crowd with a gloomy face, towards Glenna who was on the main seat.

Grena was looking down at the map.

She seemed to feel this unusual breath, she raised her head and saw Marukolo.

"What's the matter, priest? Aren't you supposed to drink ale with the people? There aren't many opportunities for that."

Grena said calmly.

Marukolo's eye sockets are sunken, with jet-black paint around his eyes and chin, making him look even more sullen.

"Glenna, enough is enough!"

Marukolo said.

"Oh?"

Grena smiled, "What do you want to say? It's best not to be like my sister."

Grena's eyes froze, and a strong sense of oppression rushed over her face.

"She's still lying in bed. I should have killed her. You know, we always do."

People realized that the atmosphere was not right and looked towards them.

The noisy voices suddenly disappeared, and the entire banquet hall became dead silent, and even the air became heavy.

"Ari, what's the matter?"

Lilia whispered in Ahri's ear.

"Shh."

Ari signaled her to be quiet, and Ari could feel that a conflict was inevitable.

"Glenna, how many years have you been pursuing the throne of Avarosa? The people of the tribe are dying one by one, and you are still indifferent. You are the war mother, the war mother of every Avarosa, people trust you, follow You, loyal to you. And what about you? You have pushed your people into desperation time and time again. We have endured long hunger in the Khan Heights. We have suffered a defeat in Iron Finger Mountain and lost hundreds of warriors. My younger sister, give up the food that will allow us to survive the winter, and once again lead the tribe to an unknown dead end!"

The deer-head staff in Marukolo's hand exuded heavier black magic, and the coldness spread from him.The temperature of the entire banquet hall dropped unconsciously.

"So...you want to challenge me too?"

Grena asked calmly.

"If you lead your tribe to fight for food or revenge, I will praise you as a great war mother."

Marukolo stared at Glenna coldly, "But you are not, you are just chasing a vain myth. No beast spirit has ever mentioned this road, you are Ice Vein, not Viedermar, we The expedition is only because of your madness!"

"boom--"

Grena slapped her hands on the table, the ground seemed to tremble, and people's hearts stopped beating.

"Marukolo, I always thought you were taciturn. You seem to be talking too much today."

Grena stood up.

Glenna, who was dressed in bear fur, was tall and tall, and the wrinkles on her face were like cracks in the earth.

In the past 20 years, almost no one dared to challenge her.

And today, there are two.

"If you want to challenge me, then shut up and let your weapons do the talking!",

Grena said.