Chapter 126: Giants? Have You Seen Demons?

Chapter 126: Giants? Have You Seen Demons?

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Gwen's resolute figure stood before Viktor, her silver hair dancing in the wind and snow, appearing even more stern.

Before her stretched thousands, perhaps tens of thousands of barbarians.

In this extreme northern land, a place of scarce resources where people could only survive by hunting, such an effective fighting force had somehow emerged.

Angus had governed the north for nearly thirty years, and these had been the most prosperous years for the northern barbarians.

Gwen didn't need to ponder deeply. The more she considered it, the more she felt the weight of her father and brother's sins.

It was their neglect that allowed the barbarians to proliferate unchecked.

She had much to say to Viktor behind her, but now was not the time for contemplation.

The barbarians had no complex thoughts.

The instant death of the first berserker only caused a momentary hesitation, followed by an even more intense, uncontrollable rage.

That endless fury made the violent flames enveloping their bodies burn even fiercer, as if they would devour everything in the next second.

They roared madly, appearing like red demons emerging from hell under the gloomy sky.

Within seconds, all the barbarians charged forward like madmen.

Their roars shook the heavens and earth, reverberating for thousands of miles.

It seemed as if this ice field could barely withstand this terrifying weight, sinking and rising towards the icy sea.

Snow flew up hundreds of meters, and the ice trembled constantly.

In the barbarians' minds, there was only one final thought.

War.

They worshipped war.

When the barbarians' survival was threatened, they could even unite to face external threats.

Any place with more abundant resources would become their hunting ground.

"Awooo! Awooo!"

Carrying roars that echoed in all directions, the barbarians swung countless weapons as they rushed towards Gwen.

Each barbarian was like a born warrior, with no concept of ranged attacks or attrition.

They only had this instinctive desire for battle.

After all, this was a tribe where even ten-year-old children could fight.

When countless barbarians charged up, Gwen made no unnecessary movements.

She just maintained her sword-holding stance, protecting Viktor from the beginning to the end.

As if waiting for something.

Finally...

A low voice gradually sounded.

The sky below was instantly filled with countless magic arrays, thousands of formations appearing out of thin air.

As the huge arrays rose, tens of thousands of magical patterns began to intertwine between the formations.

Those countless arrays merged into one, seeming to have a common will, flashing in response to each other.

Endless totems suddenly appeared from between those arrays, as if the long-dormant snow plain had suddenly erupted in true anger.

Various attributes of magical energy filled the vast and open snowy plain, instantly covering the entire world.

Several fireballs burst forth from between the red arrays, tearing through the dry air.

Along with the ejection of flames, lush wooden branches turned into sharp spikes rushing towards the barbarians.

The two instantly merged together, forming countless rains of fire in the sky, stabbing towards the boundless ice sea.

Purple lightning and white storms transformed into giant dragons, violently striking and shattering the ground beneath the barbarians' feet, piercing their sturdy chests.

That scalding blood seemed to follow the lightning, constantly surging in the space above, gradually spilling onto the pure white snow plain, dyeing a huge area red.

The rumbling sound was like the low growl of a giant beast, constantly pouring out various hatreds and angers.

Endless magic bombarded the barbarians, and those flesh and blood bodies shattered like fragile glass under the fierce assault.

Vladimir stood on a snowy cliff not far away, looking at the scene before him, laughing non-stop.

Behind him were countless mages wearing white robes.

They chanted spells, constantly constructing and linking numerous intricate and complex arrays in their hands, reflecting in the sky not far away.

Vladimir shouldered his ice axe and laughed heartily.

"I've never felt as good as I do today!"

"Bombard them, blast those sons of bitches to pieces!"

With his command, the magic instantly became more dense and fierce.

It was like colorful fireworks constantly blooming under the long night sky, celebrating the approaching dawn.

Those poor barbarians were blasted to pieces by the violent magical bombardment, scattering in all directions.

If on flat ground, barbarians facing mages would be a one-sided slaughter.

The mages would have no way to deal with the rampaging barbarians.

In terms of physical strength, they naturally couldn't compare to these savages.

But now, the terrain here was heaven-sent for the mages.

The extreme northern ice field was surrounded by mountains, with only one very narrow mountain path for passage if one wanted to leave.

In such a perfect location, the barbarians could only be forced to take the mages' attacks head-on on the snow plain.

Erica, of course, was not idle either, constantly releasing various types of magic from her hands.

As a second-tier mage, she was now thoroughly familiar with the second-tier magic she had learned before.

The construction of those array patterns took only a matter of seconds.

Relying on the powerful wood divine power within her body, her various spells carried extremely terrifying sharpness and continuity.

Clusters of flames turned into high-speed arrows, swiftly rushing towards the barbarians on the narrow path.

They accurately pierced their skulls.

One hit, one kill!

The mages constantly stacked various enhancements on each other, with countless spells emerging one after another.

A single mage might not even be able to defeat an ordinary warrior.

As if something had appeared out of thin air, suddenly, an extremely terrifying aura descended.

Fire and frost fell from the sky simultaneously, stirring up air waves hundreds of meters high.

As the fiery red color gradually faded, huge figures entered the vision of everyone present.

It was a giant as tall as a mountain, holding a huge blade constantly burning with flames in its hand, staring at the countless mages with red angry eyes.

On the other side of the ice field, a huge blue claw suddenly stretched out from beneath the ground, forcibly tearing down the top of a snow mountain.

The blue ice giant slowly stood up, its hands carrying extremely terrifying sharp claws, the pure ice dazzling under the firelight.

Looking at the two extremely terrifying giants before them, the faces of countless mages suddenly changed drastically.

"Is that... the legendary giant, Flame Sword, Leviathan?"

"And Ice Claw... Skadi."

"Aren't they only supposed to appear in legends?"

The legendary demigod giants were the faith followers of the barbarians.

And this faith, at the same time, was also the power that could protect them.

When the collective survival of the barbarians was threatened, those called "demigods" giants would appear before them, clearing away all threats for them.

But no one had ever really seen the giants.

Everyone just treated them as a kind of legend.

However, only the barbarians themselves knew clearly.

The demigods have always existed.

Fire and frost fused together, bursting out extremely terrifying power at this moment.

Vladimir's expression became a bit more serious, even he, when facing such power, was forced to retreat a bit.

In the blink of an eye, gales and blizzards rose again.

Gwen endured the cold storm, looking up at the two giants that suddenly appeared before her, her mind in a daze.

She was closest to these two giants and could feel the pressure coming from them more intensely.

But...

The justice in her heart supported her.

She wanted to move forward, wanted to go protect those mages.

This was the duty of a knight.

But suddenly, a hand climbed onto her shoulder, pulling her back in one go.

Gwen couldn't even resist, and when she came to her senses, she had already been pulled into Viktor's arms.

"Vik..."

"Don't move."

Viktor looked at those two towering giants, his voice mixed with white breath, faintly sounding out.

"I don't want you to die."

Gwen felt a bit dissatisfied.

As a knight, her mission was to protect others.

But Viktor just said flatly.

"The person you need to protect now is me."

"Remember, I am also a mage."

"..."

Gwen was silent for a while, subconsciously, she actually felt that what Viktor said made some sense.

But...

She suddenly realized that her back was leaning against Viktor's chest, and Viktor's voice was coming from directly above.

She only needed to raise her head slightly to see Viktor's face.

This subtle posture always made her feel a bit strange and unnatural.

But before she could speak, Viktor's voice had already sounded out amidst the sky full of frost and flames.

"Leighton."

"Don't just eat without doing any work."

As soon as the words fell, in the blink of an eye.

The sky became dark and dim.

Even the might of the two giants dimmed a bit.

It seemed as if some extremely terrifying existence was about to appear.

On the layers of darkness in the sky, it suddenly turned bright red.

Suddenly, a huge claw with countless sharp steel spikes instantly tore open the sky.

It revealed a huge eyeball, staring straight at the world.

Red mist gradually gathered from all around the ice field, causing the constantly flying wind and snow to stagnate.

Countless people stared at the sky in shock.

That terrifying and violent scene appeared nakedly before everyone.

A huge bright red crocodile slowly poked out its body from that narrow spatial crack.

The surrounding storm whirled up again, but this time it was no longer wind and snow.

But steel fragments that had turned into blades.

Even the two giants slowly raised their heads, looking at the even larger existence that appeared in the sky.

An extremely angry voice, like the sound of a bell cracking a valley drum, made people feel annoyed and terrified.

But no one could resist, they could only quietly watch as that absolute demon stated:

"Destruction."

"Has come—"

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To Be Continued..

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