Just as Lu Jian was moving towards the Winter Wolf, the master of the demonic tide finally noticed Lu Jian's existence.
It saw a small dot moving towards itself among the pack of winter wolves. This was a rare occurrence.
Frost has descended on the earth many times, and every time, it was accompanied by howling wolves, fear and death.
All human beings cannot destroy it and can only survive in blizzards. Every time there is a demonic wave, hundreds of billions of winter wolves die under human resistance, but this is not important. As long as it wants to, hundreds of billions of winter wolves will die.
The wolf will be created again in the blink of an eye. A thousand years of time is just a blink of an eye for the winter wolf, and the offense and defense of humans are just a short-term fun in a long time.
In fact, winter wolves have no ill intentions toward humans.
Of course, there is no good intention either.
The existence of the winter wolf is to bring severe cold to the world. To it, which has frozen tens of millions of planets, this is just another planet about to be frozen.
As for what's on the planet, that's beside the point.
No one will notice the ants climbing on the road, or even realize how many ants they have crushed to death.
Not only the winter wolf, but also other demon tides are the same.
They will not feel the stubborn resistance of humans, will not realize the passage of time, and will not feel angry, irritated, or bored because of the thousands of years of tug-of-war between humans and themselves. They just faithfully complete their original goals for thousands of years.
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The universe, foreign lands, and all worlds will fall into silence. It is not a big problem to stop for a moment before the end of destiny.
However, for individual individuals, Winter Wolf does find it somewhat interesting.
The winter wolf, which was as tall as a mountain, noticed Lu Jian. It didn't move, it just looked at him.
Thousands of winter wolves formed a surge, and a wall hundreds of meters high blocked Lu Jian's path.
The will of these winter wolves was stripped away by the frost in an instant, turning into pure ice crystals and smashing towards Lu Tiao. According to the relative speed of the two, Lu Tiao would turn into a puddle of flesh the moment they hit this wall.
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But he didn't slow down, he kept accelerating.
As he approached the frost-covered wall, Lu Tan suddenly fired the [Last Words] in his hand.
His sprinting movement in mid-air suddenly stopped, and correspondingly, the ice wall suddenly moved a little towards the towering winter wolf like a mountain.
Lu Tiao climbed up the wall, stood on the high wall, and continued to approach the winter wolf.
He drove the high-speed bullets into the wall, causing the wall to keep moving in the direction of the winter wolf!
Hanshuang was not surprised and moved his paw slightly.
The earth trembled, the ground shook, and a crack spread from Hanshuang's claws toward the landing. Many winter wolves fell from that huge crack, but to Hanshuang, it was insignificant.
The biting cold wind hit with the cracks, the air was completely frozen, and the bright ice crystals formed a clearly visible trajectory, not only the land, but also the entire ice wall was wrapped in it.
At this moment, all the winter wolves' offensive on the defense line had weakened a bit. In the dome hall of the Black Castle Fortress, Jonah also noticed these changes.
What surprised the mages even more was what Hanshuang did just now.
In the demonic tide of the past thousand years, frost has only appeared, created countless winter wolves, and brought blizzards.
It has never moved its body like it did just now to attack anywhere.
But now, the mages have discovered an even more desperate fact.
That is, the masters of these demonic tides are about to destroy human civilization without even taking action themselves.
If they were willing, the Kingdom of Darkness's resistance for thousands of years and those countless sacrifices would become a joke in an instant.
What you think is a sad and magnificent history of fighting against invasion is just a warm-up exercise for the monsters.
The crack in the earth spread directly, passing through the Black Castle Fortress, forming a canyon.
As for the breath of frost, the extremely cold ice wind formed a frozen dome above the canyon, and a line of light blue stretched across the earth, dividing the black forest.
Just raising your hand gently can cause permanent changes in the terrain. The creators in myths in the past were just like this.
In the cracked earth and condensed storm, Lu Jian seemed to have lost all movement. The movement of the ice wall stopped, and the world fell into silence.
When Jonah saw this scene, his heart sank.
Although he didn't know what method Lu Tiao used to get Hanshuang to attack him, and he didn't know what Lu Tiao relied on to get to that location, it was no longer important.
In the face of absolute power, everything is vain.
Despair grew again.
"I can't hold it anymore..."
On the other side, the mage monitoring the spirit torch shouted.
It can be seen that the mages sitting on the spiritual torch have almost burned out, their flesh and blood have withered long ago, and the remaining bones almost no longer exist. Only the set of armor still binds their bodies and their souls.
Keep this last spark alive.
For a time, two completely different tendencies appeared among the mages at the same time.
After witnessing this unprecedented desperate situation, some mages believe that the act of igniting themselves has lost its meaning. Instead of suffering such torture and dying, it is better to go out and have a good fight and die standing. In their eyes, there is the light of hope.
It has disappeared. Even if it sits on the spiritual torch, it can only stay there by relying on the armor on its body.
Another part of the mages completely lost any fighting spirit after seeing the drastic changes brought about by Hanshuang just moving his claws. For them, instead of struggling to support the fight, it is better to set themselves on fire right here and die early and be reborn.
Some mages took a few steps back, and some walked towards the spiritual torch.
Under this strange situation, the handover was successfully completed.
Jonah turned his attention out the window.
Suddenly, he noticed that something seemed to be brewing in the ice wall.
A certain premonition lingered in Jonah's heart, and he stared at the junction of the ice wall and the canyon.
A ray of light suddenly burst out.
The light penetrated the ice crystals and was particularly conspicuous under the reflection of the blood moon.
The night became darker and darker, and the shadows covered the ice crystals, seeming to suppress the light.
However, soon, the light penetrated the shadow.
Jonah narrowed his eyes slightly.
"...It's dawn?"
He felt unbelievable when he saw the situation in front of him.
The blood moon has not yet set, but another sun clearly appears in the sky.
The sun's rays were so bright that for just a moment, the movements of the winter wolf, shadows, and all the monsters stopped.
Click——
The frozen frost cracked due to the rays of the scorching sun, and in just a few seconds, the surrounding air changed from the cold winter of dripping water to ice to the scorching heat of midsummer.
No, it's not just that.
Jonah felt that the heat seemed a little different.