Under the pale snow-capped mountains, the biting cold wind howled by. In this icy cold wind, a blue figure galloped past.
The things he carried behind him made his originally light steps become extremely heavy, leaving a series of deep footprints in the snow he walked on.
At this moment, he no longer cared about covering up the traces left behind him. Even though he knew that his former companions and current enemies were likely to follow these traces to find him, he seemed not to care and nothing could stop him.
His footsteps.
He is York, a self-proclaimed barbarian hero. On his back, he carries something crucial, which is the remains of an immortal hero.
Relying on the burst of heroic will, York woke up from the control of the lustful king, and snatched the hero's remains while others were unprepared. But at this moment, York had a problem in his heart.
York originally wanted to take the remains of the hero all the way back to the snow-capped mountains and ask for help from his master. However, the memory of the past is reminding York at this moment that even the master seems to be helpless against the King of Lust. If he goes there rashly, he might be in trouble.
It will attract a powerful enemy for the master.
More importantly, what makes York secretly grit his teeth is that judging from the changes in the Ogre King Badu, the master is very likely to be controlled by the King of Lust. If he goes back like this, he may fall into a trap and eventually lose his life.
The remains of an immortal hero.
This discovery also made York's heart tighten. The cold snow-capped mountains could no longer bring him shelter at this time. In front of the King of Desire, his former companions would become enemies at some point, and even undead creatures would become enemies.
I can't resist her charm.
The teachings he received in Brakada gave York the wisdom of a mage. He was isolated and had no way out at this moment. Under the crisis at the rear, he had no choice but to move forward and head to the Crulod Desert alone.
This path is optional.
A series of dull footsteps echoed in the empty snow-capped mountains. York turned around and saw the huge ogre king, pressing closer from behind. He stared at York. To be precise, he was the hero behind York.
Remains.
Feeling the approaching Ogre King, York suddenly increased his speed, but he was unable to prevent the distance from being shortened little by little. The Ogre King's huge size gave him an advantage in the pursuit.
At this moment, York was anxious, wishing he could grow more legs. The concept of being a barbarian had completely occupied his consciousness. At this time, he no longer had any thoughts of using magic.
"Why are you running away, York? Hand over the remains of the hero quickly, and we will return to her arms together!"
From behind, the roar of the Ogre King, mixed with the howling wind, reached York's ears. Listening to the sound of the Ogre King getting closer and closer, York became more and more anxious.
"Hero Tanan, you will not fall into the hands of those demons. Only Krulod can carry your glory..."
Holding tightly the remains of the hero on his back, York said silently.
York didn't understand why the hero Tanan, who rose from the desert, led the barbaric creatures to attack Brakada, and died long ago, was coveted by so many forces at this moment, but he would never let this hero die.
The remains were desecrated by those demons.
One step faster than the Ogre King is the figure of Judge Carnason. Her tempering in hell has given her more exquisite fighting skills. While York's attention is focused on Badu behind him,
, Carnason rushed out from the blind spot of his sight, sweeping over with the giant scythe in his hand.
York was aware of the threat at the first moment, but he could no longer avoid the attack. He could only block the battle ax in front of him, and was immediately carried away by the strong impact and fell into the snow beside him. p>
"You did a great job."
Seeing that York was blocked by Carnason and forced to stop, Badu praised happily. He kept moving and soon came to the fallen York. He reached out to grab the remains of the hero, but he immediately felt like he was electrocuted.
Then take your hand back.
What responded to him was the battle ax in York's hand. Badu looked at the bloody palm. Although such a wound would not take long to heal in the face of the strong vitality of the Ogre King, it still aroused his anger.
: "You actually treat me like this, I will definitely show you how awesome you are!"
As he spoke, the Ogre King ignored Carnason, who also wanted to attack York. He clenched his fists with both hands and slammed them down at York. His fists made a dull sound of breaking through the air. According to the huge size of the Ogre King,
If his attack is really powerful, everything below will turn into meat paste.
"What are you doing? Stop!" Seeing this, Carnason screamed. She still remembered the order of the Lust King. The Ogre King's attack would inevitably cause damage to the hero's remains. That was not what the Lust King wanted.
Seen.
After Carnason's reminder, Badu seemed to have realized something, with a look of astonishment in his eyes, but unfortunately it was too late to stop.
With Carnason blocking his retreat, York could only watch the attack coming. Feeling the strong threat that could crush him to pieces, York subconsciously clenched the weapon in his hand. Only in this way could it give him a slight sense of peace of mind. Just when Badu's attack was about to fall, at the critical moment, fire emerged from York's side.
As the Ogre King's blow was carried out, a sound like thunder bursting suddenly spread in the snow-capped mountains. The strong air waves caused by the vibration almost flattened the nearby snow. While shaking up a burst of pale snowflakes, it also shook the earth.
Crack-like lines appeared.
The expected touch did not come. Instead, there was a shock from the fist, which made Badu's muscles sore. What the ogre king didn't expect was that his full blow was blocked by the creature in front of him.
Next, not only that, the creature also shook its head, seemingly not hurt at all, as if the ogre king's hammer was just tickling her.
What appeared in front of Badu was an ice-blue holy dragon that was no weaker than him. The terrifying pressure from the holy dragon made the ogre king tremble all over.
Faced with a giant dragon, especially the most lofty holy dragon among the dragons, if Badu hadn't been firm in his will, he would have fallen to his knees in an instant in front of the holy dragon and lost the courage to fight with it.
A fear derived from biological instinct.
Along with the holy dragon, there was also a figure of a great demon. He was holding a giant scythe larger than the one in Carnason's hand, and was looking at the judge with great interest.