People in Terra, poor and weak but invincible

Chapter 995: Paving the Road with Blood, Building the City with Flesh

The soldiers charged in all directions, heading towards what they saw as the enemy.

Monlord also charged along this road.

He saw his companions around him being entangled by the nonlinearly moving collapsed bodies, saw the black filth invading the warriors' bodies through their wounds, and saw the dancing Snow Sacrifice Staff waving in front of him, bestowing its power on other collapsed bodies.

Similarly, he heard singing, perhaps coming from the Snow Sacrifice in front of him.

Maybe it was his hallucination.

Just as the staff officer inferred, when he observed this phenomenon, he had already fallen into it.

Familiar voices kept echoing in my ears, my mother's call, my father's admonition, my lover's advice, my daughter's laughter...

The wrinkles at the corners of Monlord's eyes became more obvious, but the determination in his eyes did not waver at all.

He only knew that he was surrounded by his comrades!

There is an enemy in front of him!

Keep moving forward! Keep moving forward!

Monrod knew clearly that he was on the right path, and the distance between him and Xuesi was getting closer and closer.

Xuesi swung his staff, and the faint light brushed past Monrod's shoulder, causing his entire left arm to be enveloped by a terrifying chill and lose consciousness.

"You are fighting back. It seems that we have successfully shortened the distance to your attack range and successfully made you feel threatened."

Monrod's steps became more determined.

A clear singing voice came out from Xuesi's hollow body.

Monrod didn't know the words used in the lyrics of Snow Sacrifice, but he could clearly feel the emotions in the song.

Sadness, anger, helplessness, expectation...

Xue Si was a leader in the fight against evil, but eventually became a puppet of the evil and destroyed her own tribe. She longed for victory, but eventually became a major obstacle on the road to victory.

"I am here to see you to rest in peace, honorable warrior."

Monrod successfully rushed to the front of Xue Si in his eyes, stared straight into the other's empty black face, reached out and grabbed the other's slender and cold wrist.

The sigh echoed in his ears.

The wrist that had just been restrained in the palm of his hand disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Monrod realized that he still failed to capture it.

But there was no time for him to regret, as the sudden attack had already hit him. Monrod ducked and barely avoided the lightsaber.

"Hmm? Lightsaber?"

Monrod was startled, looked carefully, and then fell silent.

He actually saw a warrior dressed in Columbia style, coming towards him with a kinetic lightsaber.

“I am also contaminated…”

Realizing this, Monrod did not slow down at all and kicked the enemy in front of him away with a clean kick.

After resolving the immediate crisis, the song once again echoed in Monlord's ears.

He glanced around and found that it was all white snow and there was no sign of any of his companions.

However, in this situation, Monrod felt that his vision was getting darker and darker, as if a thick black shadow was gathering around him, trying to swallow him up completely.

"Flota."

The ethereal voice suddenly suppressed the singing and reached Monrod's ears clearly.

"What... is not good!"

Monrod asked subconsciously, but immediately realized that something was wrong. He actually responded to that kind of voice.

His heartbeat quickened slightly, and he forced his mind to stay focused as he glanced around vigilantly.

The crisis has not arrived.

The disasters gradually faded away.

That voice actually made the darkness in Monrod's eyes gradually fade away, and the figures of his companions reappeared. The movement trajectory of the Snow Sacrifice was also no longer completely unpredictable.

"Father of the Ancestors..."

Monrod didn't know how to describe the emotions in his heart at the moment.

He had killed countless Sami people, but now he was actually getting help from the "ancestor father" as the Sami people called them.

Without time to ponder this absurd situation, Monrod once again charged towards the Snow Sacrifice in front of him.

The surrounding warriors seemed to have also received help from the Ancestral Father. They changed direction and rushed towards the Snow Sacrifice, which had restricted nonlinear movement.

Faced with this situation, Xue Shi's dance became more manic and her singing became more shrill.

It was like the unwilling roar and resistance before complete despair came.

The warriors were getting closer and closer to the Snow Ceremony.

Monrod felt more than ever that victory was near. As long as they surrounded the Snow Priest, Ursus's artillery fire would purify them along with the Snow Priest.

"Get out of the way!"

The girl's cold voice sounded from the sky.

Monrod looked up in astonishment.

In his sight, the girl with long white hair whom he had met before fell from the sky, with a huge sword raised high above her head. Her movements were full of a beauty called power.

The next second, the girl fell on the snow, in front of Xue Si. The giant sword in her hand cut through all obstacles and slammed to the ground.

A deafening roar echoed.

Monrod and the other soldiers watched helplessly as the snow was blown away and rushed high into the sky, like a snow-capped mountain rising from the ground, blocking out the sky.

The shock wave followed closely, sweeping Monrod and others away.

"What the hell?!"

Even with Monlord's battle-hardened composure, he couldn't help but let out a cry of surprise in mid-air.

He and other soldiers fell like dumplings in the snow. The thick snow successfully relieved the impact of the fall and saved them from injury.

Monrod didn't have time to check his condition. He climbed up and looked at the scene in front of him in amazement.

A deep pit with a diameter of nearly ten meters was formed in the originally flat snowfield. The accumulated snow bulged high around the pit, forming an absolute contrast with the black frozen soil in the pit.

Skadi pulled up her giant sword with one hand, her eyes fixed on the broken staff of Snow Sacrifice in front of her.

She positioned herself for attack again.

Xue Si was obviously a little confused. His body shook twice and began to move nonlinearly again.

"Skadi, follow my arrow!"

The purple spell condensed into a circle of light, accurately locking onto the constantly flashing Snow Sacrifice. A huge arrow followed closely behind, instantly nailing Snow Sacrifice to the frozen ground.

Skadi took a deep breath, exerted force on her feet, and rushed out like an arrow. The huge sword in her hand seemed to have no weight, drawing a perfect arc in the air and slashing towards Xuesi who was restricted in movement.

The singing once again came from the empty body of the Snow Priest.

Skadi's eyes flickered slightly.

She understood Xuesi's singing.

The speed of her greatsword's slashing increased again.

Another burst of singing accompanied by Xuesi's singing sounded, this time the singing came from Skadi.

Her eyes were filled with compassion as she sang a song from her hometown, personally bidding farewell to this equally sad enemy in a foreign country.

The dry ice field adds a touch of damp sadness.

The giant sword slashed through Xuesi's body.

"Thanks……"

Skadi did not answer the murmur. She just watched the body in front of her turn into black ashes and finished humming her sad song.

At the edge of the deep pit, Typhon pushed aside the snow that had been piled up by the impact and stood still. After observing for a moment, she bent down, kneaded a ball of snow and frozen soil together and smeared it on the arrow, then drew the bow and shot at the place where the Snow Priest fell.

The black ashes burned and completely disappeared from the earth.

"Crisis averted."

Typhon breathed a sigh of relief, then looked at the Ursus team with dissatisfaction.

Monrod walked forward, holding his necrotic arm, and said softly:

"Thank you."

"Is this what you call the ability to fight against disasters?" Typhon couldn't help but asked with a hint of sarcasm, "An ability that was forcibly created by using human lives?"

Monlord used his eyes to stop the staff officer who was about to speak.

His beard, which was already covered with frost, trembled slightly, and a complicated smile appeared on his face:

"Your abilities are stronger than ours, Ursus will not deny that, but... Sarkaz, can your abilities be passed on to others?"

"Um...I can't." Typhon's breathing hitched.

A considerable part of her abilities comes from the black giant bow in her hand, but the giant bow is both a companion and a hidden danger.

Even Typhon himself didn't know whether she would be swallowed by the Black Bow in the future.

"But ours can." Monrod said sincerely, "Sarkaz, you and your companions are very powerful. If you want, you can even protect a large tribe of Sami, but then what?

The lifespan of the Sarkaz is long, but it still has an end. What will happen if there is no one to carry on your legacy?

Ursus will not allow this to happen. Our sacrifices will pave the way and fortress. We fall here today, but the comrades who set foot on this road again in the future will have no obstacles. "

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