In just two minutes of offensive and defensive battle, the frost bugs and protozoa had already tried their best.

Chen Feng stood up from the ground and gasped for breath. He had just experienced the transition from death to life on the battlefield again. The frightened protozoa adjusted his chaotic breath. He knew that it was the power and energy inspired by the adrenaline instinct just now.

Due to his speed, once he stops, he may lose strength and fall down. This state cannot last long. He must defeat the crazy frost bug immediately.

The condition of the frost insect body was not much better than him. The stubborn Mokera was actually seriously injured. When he charged into the cavalry formation just now, he was stabbed hard by the spear of the cavalry and the momentum of the horse.

Fortunately, the frost insect body has a strong recovery ability and a tenacious will, so on the surface it is not obvious how badly he was injured. However, an attack of that level, even if it is hit by a burning giant insect, will not

How much better.

The simple bandage was completely soaked with blood, and the blood oozing from the wound was consuming the frost insect's physical strength every second. Coupled with the newly caused sword wound on his left arm, the face that should have been blood red turned extremely pale.

The hand holding the war hammer was shaken by the ground due to excessive force, and he lost consciousness for a while.

With both of them begging for a quick fight, the protozoan raised its long sword on the ground and faced the swift attack of the frost insect's battle ax again. The sound of war howls echoed throughout the frost plains and the frozen forest around them.

inside.

The wind in the North is dry and cold, which seems to indicate that the living environment here is cruel and cold.

Mokera looked at the tip of the sword that was only a finger away from his Adam's apple, and swallowed involuntarily. The bloody war hammer fell on the snow, seeming to be unwilling to emit a dim green light. The simple bandage was dyed.

The blood of the frost insect body is red and flowing along the edge of the broken armor.

The edge fell drop by drop on the snow in the north. His breathing became heavy and turbid with a strong smell of blood. The hand that was supposed to hold the war hammer was now pressing on the wound in vain, and the battle ax in his left hand was leaving the protozoa's grip.

The sword's arm stopped five fingers wide.

They stood like this, as if time stood still at this moment. Cold sweat flowed down the forehead of the protozoan, forming a trace of ice crystals on the chin.

"You - win -!" The frost insect body put away the battle axe. The three short words were like a huge weight. They spat out from the frost insect body's mouth one by one.

"The warhammer is yours, and I hope you can cherish it." Mokela's character has always been so forthright, and he is willing to admit defeat even though he does not often bet with others.

"It's a lose-lose situation." The protozoan threw away the long sword in his hand and picked up the war hammer. He reached out and wiped the snow on it. The war hammer immediately responded with a burst of dazzling green light.

"If I kill you, then I will forever lose my right hand that can control the warhammer." He handed the warhammer over. Chen Feng thought that he had not won the weapon of the frost insect body in a real sense. As an excellent

He is a warrior who has a strong sense of honor. If he thinks that he did not obtain the warhammer in an upright manner, he will not accept it no matter what. However, he ignores the stubborn temper of the frost insect body.

"Hmph! Don't think that because I'm injured, it's not a fair duel. You know, no one with such a bad weapon can defeat even an injured frost insect."

The words of the frost insect body were one part cold and one part angry.

"If you kill me, you can still get the hammer today. But the price is not only your right hand. Now you keep my life, and I keep your hand. It's fair. Protozoa, this is you

Take what you deserve!" The frost insect said and turned around to leave.

"Please remember my name, noble frost insect. I am Chen Feng. If you need help in the future, I will be your friend forever."

The protozoan raised the warhammer high above his head, and the sunlight shone down from this angle. The blood-colored light of the artifact flowed throughout his body, blending perfectly with his blood-colored skin, as if this sacred light was emanating from him.

generally.

The frost insect body looked at this scene, a little confused. Could it be the legendary Drensa blessing? The light emitted by the bloody war hammer was something he had never seen since he made the war hammer.

He began to wonder if God wanted him to give the war hammer to the protozoa from the beginning. The frost worm shook his head and smiled self-deprecatingly, "Remember the name of this war hammer - Kuroskai, its

The maker is Mokera." The sound of frost bugs floated from the distance in the snow.

The dry and cold wind quickly took away the blood on the battlefield, and Beidi used his own method to bury all the losers. Failure and death are forever linked here.

Memories took Chen Feng out of the tent. He stretched his scarred body and bathed in the winter sunshine. Several young infantrymen in the distance looked at the newly appointed chief from a distance. They talked about his skills with admiration.

The scars all over his body are proof that he has experienced hundreds of battles and are the most natural and beautiful medals behind countless honors.

"Chief, there is news from the south. Chief Obsidian King of the Black Mountain Protozoa Tribe rescued Chief Wind King Demon and left Crouching Mountain. The protozoa in the north are free!" A signal soldier excitedly brought this exciting news.

, shouting all the way, he rushed to Chen Feng. Where he passed, the thunderous laughter of the protozoa erupted.

Chen Feng, who was immersed in happy memories, couldn't help but roared deeply: "Let us go south to Wochong Mountain to meet our people."

In the life of the Frost Bug, the only thing he did that was not like a Frost Bug was to bet the Kuroskai Warhammer with the Protozoa.

In the eyes of all frost bugs and non-frost bugs, this is undoubtedly the craziest and most impossible thing. However, whenever others ask him about it, he always says this: "That's Delenn

Sa's will was God's blessing to the war hammer in the hands of the protozoa. Moreover, I lost the best war hammer in my life, but I won the best friend in my life."

Finding the lost divine hammer has always been Mogla's dream. Now he is holding this artifact and gently touching the forbidden inscriptions on it. It is the pride of all frost insect bodies and was produced by the first generation of snow insect kings.

Legend has it that it has the power to bring the true god of Drenza to the user.

But no one has actually seen the gods descending on the user. This is just an ancient legend. Mokela also believes that this is just a legend. He believes that no one can withstand the power of gods.

The sun shone on the light blue hammer, vibrating slightly, and all the forbidden inscriptions glowed with light blue, responding to the power of the morning sun.

The frost bug body's thoughts returned to the past again. He looked into the distance, changed to a more comfortable position and lay down. Let himself be immersed in memories...

"Be careful, kid! You'll get yourself hurt if you do this." Mokera pulled down a fire bug that was rushing in front. It was an inexperienced blacksmith. Due to the massive proliferation of undead bugs,

Even the frost bugs can no longer hide in their mines and ignore them.

The entire Wo Chong Mountain fell and became a paradise for the undead worms. The defenseless worms were forced to leave their homes and move further north, and the ancient mountains of the frost worms were no longer safe.

The frost bugs in the Iron Mountain Bug Lair were the first to stand up. They organized a limited army to help the humanoid bugs retreat, and at the same time fought unyieldingly against the undead bug legions rampaging across the North. A large number of blacksmiths took up arms and were assigned to

On the front line, the young Snow Worm King led a large number of newly arrived warriors to the front line to rescue the humanoid insect refugee team that was besieged by the undead insect army. But now they themselves are besieged, and the number of enemies far exceeds them.

anticipation.

"There are too many enemies, I can't even kill them all!" As he spoke, he cut an insect-eating ghost in half. The rotting flesh and flesh and the vicious tone of the frost insect body can be said to be shocking.

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However, the undead bugs had no fear. More bug-eating ghosts crowded around, forcing the frost bugs into a simple position surrounded by axes and weights. Countless gray figures stuck out their long red tongues.
Chapter completed!