Night Raven Master

Chapter 653 Not a Subtle Strategy

The moment the giant beast appeared, the team of more than thirty people tensed up immediately.

Everyone gathered at the scene could feel the strong sense of oppression from the giant beast.

Moreover, this strong sense of oppression that seemed to carry will almost instantly aroused their desire to fight, making the cold blood flowing in the northern people in their bodies seem to boil.

This feeling is not very good.

Originally, no matter what situation they encountered, even if they drank a lot of spirits, the northerners would not lose their composure when they got hot. At this moment, they all felt the power gushing out of their bodies.

as if
If you don't fight this giant beast, the northern border will be destroyed, and you will definitely die here.

Feel the power that emerges from the depths of your body.

Feel the blood boil.

Feel the uneasiness go away.

Feel the fighting spirit.

The uneasiness and thoughts of retreat in everyone's hearts almost disappeared without a trace at this moment.

Among the team of more than [-] people, the tall man who was at the front and under the giant claws of the snow beast suddenly roared:
"Shut up! Beast!"

The moment he roared, his arms swelled suddenly, and immediately, the swollen arms were covered with countless disc-shaped ice crystals, like layers of scales, covering his hands.

boom! ! !
Accompanied by a heavy collision sound, the Snow Beast's giant claws smashed down, colliding with his arms covered in ice scales.

The man's body made a creaking sound——

It's not just the sound of ice scales being crushed, but also the sound of a man's bones being crushed, and the sound of bones piercing into flesh and blood.

"Roar!!!"

Like the whistling of the icy wind passing through the hollow under the deep abyss, the snow beast's giant claws swung violently, and the man's body was thrown flying by the snow beast.

After throwing the man away, a strange snow beast with three arms was born, and its giant claws swung towards the others again.

Those sharp claws, which were not equal in number, cut through the raised frost when the figures in the team gathered together, and collided with their different forms of power.

And at this moment, among the crowd, a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old, who looked quite thin, shouted in a low, depressing tone:

"Your blood is fused into one body, and your will is symbiotic with this."

His voice turned into a snow-colored trajectory, like a bond, connecting the bodies of the thirty or so people present together.

Almost at the moment when the bonds were connected, the scale-armed man who had been thrown away by the snow beast just now, who was extremely difficult to even get up, suddenly stood up.

Also at the same moment, the hunters of the wargroup who were facing the sharp claws of the snow beast raised their right arms almost at the same time.

Following their movements, a snow-white, huge phantom condensed out.

It was a humanoid monster.

It's said to be humanoid, but that's all it can do is stand on two legs.

Thick arms, unbranched palms, covered with scales formed by condensed ice and snow.

All kinds of strange features are gathered on the ice and snow phantom of this giant human beast.

as if
A collection of people.

The moment the phantom of ice and snow condensed and appeared, it rushed towards the sharp claws of the snow beast.

The phantom-like right arm swung violently along with everyone's movements, colliding with the snow beast's sharp claws.

Boom! ! !
The strong shock wave set off a large swath of ice and snow around it, but this time, everyone was not affected, and the snow-colored phantom was not knocked away either.

It was the snow beast that was knocked into the air.

Among the crowd, the only one who didn't raise his arm, the seemingly thin young man, looked at the repelled snow beast, and opened and closed his mouth again in a whisper that no one could hear:
"In the name of the Winter Gods."

On his slightly raised face, a crystal blue flashed, clear and delicate, like an eternal ice crystal.

In the distance, Art, who was silently observing all this, narrowed his eyes slightly:
"This kind of power. Snow Priest?"

However, this was just the sound from his mouth.

In the player's emblem, Yate's real body has another judgment——

found it.

The Protoss of Winter.

In other words, the descendants of the Winter God Clan.

It turned out to be the case.

Insert the descendants of the descendants as pawns into the process of the world running, as a means of manipulation?

It really is.
Ordinary.

When he found out that he was a descendant of the Winter God Race, Yate didn't have any ups and downs in his thoughts.

On the contrary, this method is the most common one he expected.

It's not the one with the highest success rate, nor is it the most unexpected off-the-wall method, but it's a method that is neither high nor low in all aspects, neither easy nor difficult.

Yate, who is haunted by victimized thinking, often performs hypothetical previews of one or more targets in his mind that he does not know whether they exist.

Commonly known
conspiracy theory.

Based on conspiracy theory thinking, enter the game theory process.

Keep moving forward in the chain of suspicion, trying to block all the openings that may harm you.

Although it was tiring, the danger he encountered was greatly reduced.

This conservative code of conduct cost him a lot of cost in terms of efficiency. However, because of this, he was able to deal with many emergencies.

There are also many directions to think about.

Is this descendant of the Protoss the choice of the Winter Protoss?Or is it the bait used by the Winter Gods to confuse others?

Looking at the team that had already begun to harvest and disintegrate the snow beast, Yate silently controlled the phantom-possessed Convair and backed away.

He needs some time to determine some things.

However, at this moment, Art suddenly felt something was wrong——

To be precise, it was "Phantom" who felt something was wrong.

From the ground, from under the snow-covered snow field, another snow-colored giant beast broke through the ice and snow and charged towards him.

Moreover, around the snow beast, there are monsters that look like corpses, with bones and blood stuck to their bodies, gushing out from under the ice and snow.

Without any scruples, the deformed snow beast rushed towards Yate in an instant.

As if it was aimed at him from the beginning.

The source of this feeling, which made him feel bad, were those bloody monsters with abnormal shapes, like giant snow beasts running extremely fast.

In an instant, Art also thought about how to deal with this situation.

Almost instantly, his body, Conwell's body, deformed and twisted.

And these monsters instantly became his targets.

From the ability of the "slime monster", it can change at this moment, according to his will, to target those snow-colored monsters.

Quickly, Art disappeared from the spot.

And at the next moment, a brand new, huge beast figure emerged.

However, almost at the same time, he felt a chill.

(End of this chapter)