Chapter 347: Fearless

Chapter 347: Fearless



A group of several dozen Wind Falcons approached, flying at an incredible speed. In just a few blinks, they had closed in on Ren's position.

"Quick! Prepare the crossbows!"

"Purple Tumor Wood fruits, ready!"

"Everyone else, hide quickly!" The bearded man, seemingly experienced, swiftly issued orders, one after the other.

Soon, purple fruits the size of watermelons were launched into the air and suddenly exploded.

A faint purple mist began to spread.

After smelling this peculiar scent, the Wind Falcons started to circle, no longer approaching, seemingly wary of the mist.

As the Norton Clan consisted of the entire tribe, with many elderly, women, children, and baggage in the middle, including Dalius, did not counterattack against the White Bear Monster, but instead focused on treating the wounded and calming the people.

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After a few seconds, the soul crystals resonated, emitting a strange, transparent aura that quickly caught Ren's attention.

"Ren, leave the interrogation to me. I'll make sure they spill everything," the bearded man patted his chest and said.

In essence, Crowley and the others had already engaged the White Bear Monster, sandwiching the Norton Clan, but the Norton people's combat strength was formidable, requiring support.

"Speak, who are you?"

The deep roar sounded again, and the giant Primordial Dragon began to dive downward.

"Oh no! What kind of monster is that!"

In the distance, a dragon-like creature appeared on the horizon, although it should be very far away, its massive size was quite impressive.

Many brave Norton Barbarians stared with wide eyes at the huge monster approaching from the sky.

[Congratulations! You have defeated a formidable enemy and obtained 15 Golden Skill Points!]



Actually, Ren had a sudden realization, these soul crystals were originally used by Erickson to attract some powerful wandering wizards, but now, Ren had gotten a bargain.

"Barbarians of the Tundra, submit or perish." A deep and resounding voice, accompanied by the Primordial Dragon's chest vibrations, echoed across the battlefield.

"Huh? Soul crystals and blood crystals?"

"Five pieces, a one-time increase of 21%? On average, it's already less than 4%, about 4%."

The elite Barbarian behind Dalius also raised their weapons and roared.

After a quick glance, Ren's expression also became grave.

The interrogation had not ended, and Ren checked the previous battle records.

"Ahhhh!"

"Any news from High Priest Erickson?" Crowley whispered, asking.

"Hmm, I hope you don't go back on your word. Our brave clan warriors have suffered many casualties. If your High Priest doesn't arrive soon, the distribution of spoils will only be one-third for you." The Bear Priest's face showed a hint of difficulty.

At this moment, Melita approached with a white letter in hand, handing it over, saying, "Ren, this is a letter found on another Black Robe. Perhaps you should take a look."

If that Primordial Dragon personally joined the battle, the outcome would be obvious.

[Congratulations! Your Will has increased!]



Ren was quite surprised, as he had expected a battle with the Wind Falcons, but now, it seemed to have dissipated.

"Okay, then."

Ren glanced at the system panel:

Psychic Energy: 64 (Fogification 42%)



Although he was curious about High Priest Erickson, the enemy was a Primordial Dragon!

"That's good." Crowley, relieved, exhaled and nodded, saying.

At this moment, the messenger at the door reported.

Melita and Anna approached, followed by three Great Knights, almost frozen, the same three who had harassed Melita earlier.

Simultaneously, they responded to the High Priest's battle song, shouting.

"Ren, what's wrong?" Anna asked worriedly.

"This has nothing to do with courage."

Crowley hoped that High Priest Erickson would arrive soon and launch the final assault.

But Ren had no complaints.

"Three days." Dalius muttered to himself.

"Half a day at the earliest, a full day at most, and they'll be here."

"Great Knights, this is our third wave of White Bear Monsters. The warriors can't get proper rest, and with continuous battles, the number of injured is increasing." A Barbarian named Yon, wiped the blood from his face, and said solemnly.

At this moment, the horn sounded.

In their previous discussions, they had prepared for the worst.

"Norton people never bow down!"

With the White Bear Monsters' retreat, the entire battle ended somewhat abruptly.

Everyone's expressions were resolute, as they were about to launch a nearly suicidal charge! "Warriors, this giant reptile dares to threaten us Norton people with death. Show it what death means to us!"

Although the Barbarians were all tall, compared to the Primordial Dragon, they were like ants to a chicken.

[Congratulations! Your Thousand Blade King (Epic Tier) has leveled up!]



Among the Barbarians, there was one with exceptional combat prowess, especially a particularly tall Barbarian wielding a double-bladed battle axe, who was almost unstoppable on the battlefield.

"Ancestor's Blessing!"

In an instant, Ren felt the silvery mist in his mind rapidly expanding, soon doubling in size.

Next, as if to further crush the barbarians' battle will, Colossus chose a densely packed area of barbarian warriors on the battlefield and descended with a thunderous roar.

The over two-and-a-half-meter-tall barbarian chieftain, Dalius, raised his double-bladed war axe high and shouted.

"Perhaps you two are unaware, but our Winterfort Academy has already engaged in a great battle with this Prime Dragon before. Now that I've received the notification, I must also return to the academy immediately to organize our defenses."

Of course, this was also thanks to the advance notice from Winterfort Academy, which served as a preemptive warning. Ren quickly turned and shouted to the High Priest Rom behind him.

The colossal Prime Dragon, measuring sixty to seventy meters in length, was far larger than its peers, nearly twice the size of the 'Red Queen' Ren had encountered, inspiring awe and fear.

However, the intensity was entirely different.

"Death is Glory!"

A blue phosphorescent, intensely cold ice flame erupted from Colossus's gaping mouth, spewing towards the Plateau Yak Wagon Train in the center of the barbarian formation.

"Yes!"

He paid no heed to the threat of the bear monster priest.

Even if High Priest Erickson himself arrived, it would be unwise to provoke such a formidable Prime Dragon.

Simultaneously, a powerful shockwave spread out, instantly knocking hundreds of barbarian warriors around them.

Most of the frost wolves, when facing Colossus, had tucked their tails and emitted whimpering low growls.

After releasing several Wind Blades, dozens of Wind Falcons turned and left.

"Followers of the God of the Hunt, where is the High Priest you mentioned earlier?"

Hearing this number, the faces of those present turned grim.

"Foolish and pathetic barbarians! Your welcome will be death and destruction!"

"Hmm?" Crowley's eyes flashed with horror. Could the Prime Dragon's injuries heal so quickly? This wasn't a good sign.

"Thank you, Vice President Velti. The Norton Clan will remember this."

Its bald head resembled a lizard, and its massive lower jaw indicated immense biting power. Its neck was short and thick, and its hind legs were exceptionally robust.

These five soul crystals were like finding treasure.

But this time was different. Even Lagrelle and the elite barbarians felt the surge in the bear monster's momentum.

"Oh?" Ren curiously took the letter and quickly read it.

Inside the waist pouch were five soul crystals, three blood crystals, and a letter.

Therefore, including Lagrelle, the barbarian warriors relied on their legs, launching a fearless and brave charge.

Not only the yaks, but also the Norton Clan elders and children on the carts, instantly froze into ice sculptures, their faces forever frozen in the terror of the moment before they were frozen.

The dragon before them was completely different from their expectations. It lacked a slender neck, had no large, shining scales, and even its head lacked the horns of a five-colored dragon.

In his heart, he cursed, 'Damn it! These beasts have no sense of honor!'

"Reporting, sir. High Priest Erickson has just sent word that they've arrived at Beverley Pass and will join us in half a day." Another black-robed figure respectfully spoke.

"But... I've taken care of their reinforcements in advance?"

What if the Ridge People don't make it in time, and Colossus arrives first? "Ancestors of the Norton Clan, hear the call of your descendants. Ancestor's Blessing be upon us!" As High Priest Rom chanted softly, an inexplicable aura spread, calming the initially panicked barbarian warriors.

In an instant, over a dozen yak carts were frozen by the ice flame breath.

Engaging in a verbal battle with the bear monster was pointless.

As its hundred-ton body descended, dozens of barbarian warriors were instantly crushed into meat pies, and blood mist filled the air.

The enraged Norton Clan chieftain, Dalius, leaped high and swung his double-bladed war axe at Colossus.

This kind of opponent was best left to the High Priest to handle.

The barbarians were brave, not foolish.

Meanwhile, the guards at Beverley Pass had also extracted relevant intelligence through interrogation, and the information in the letter was confirmed.

Soon, a dignified middle-aged woman in a white robe entered and bowed.

"Sir!"

Lagrelle was also out of breath from the continuous battles, and her body now bore several shallow wounds. The edges of her large shield were severely worn, but her eyes remained bright.

"Yes, Chieftain Dalius, this is also why we came. For Winterfort Academy, Colossus is an enemy. His violent temperament has disrupted the peace of the north."

The power gap left these barbarian warriors completely powerless in mid-air, their bones broken and blood spraying.

The giant Prime Dragon's forelimbs and wings were slashed, creating a deep gash, but the next moment, Dalius was struck and sent flying by Colossus's immense strength.

A sense of impending doom filled the hearts of almost every Barbarian, as they migrated through the narrow valley. At the front and rear of the Barbarian caravan, battles raged.

The letter was sent by a High Priest of the Black Flame Cult named Crowley, who was also the leader of the Black Flame Cult's vanguard. The recipient, lying on the ground, was a High Priest named Erickson.

Soon, the Barbarians' shouts united like sparks of starlight, forming a formidable force that could rival the might of the Ancestral Dragon, Kolahuss. Apparently, the actions of the Norton Barbarians had angered the circling Kolahuss in the sky.

At the front of the Barbarian caravan, the enemies were a group of White Bears, all wielding either giant wooden hammers or spike hammers. The battle here was clearly more intense.

"Brave warriors, we shall have a place in the Hall of Ancestors!"

"Hahaha, the Great Kolahuss, your wounds have healed. If these foolish Barbarians choose to resist and not join the ranks of our king, their end is near."

"Attacked by the Black Flame Cult and White Bears from both sides? That's not good for Lagrelle." Anna took a look and couldn't help but exclaim.

Half a day passed in the blink of an eye.

With each 1% increase in fogification level, spell power increased by 0.5 points. Currently, Ren's spell power, compared to when it was at 21%, has increased by about 10%.

At this moment, a White Bear suddenly ran over from the side of the mountain, quickly speaking to the Bear Priest in a series of chirps and squeaks. The Bear Priest, on the other hand, showed great joy.

"Rom, the Deputy Priest, and Darius, the Clan Chief, I'm Velti, the Deputy Leader of Winterfort Academy."

Facing the Barbarian charge, the Ancestral Dragon Kolahuss raised its claw and directly swatted away three Barbarians with strength comparable to veteran Great Knights, sending them flying over twenty meters.

Ren now understood the need for Blood Crystals.

"Hmm! Looks like we have to set off immediately. The situation with Lagrelle's Barbarian tribe doesn't seem so good."

For a moment, the Ancestral Dragon Kolahuss' might was unparalleled. But instead of scaring the Barbarians, it only enraged the elite warriors.

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Inside a newly set-up tent in the Highland Yak Caravan, a few people were gathered.

In the tent, a Bear Chieftain with fiery red feathers on his head was being driven back by three exceptionally strong Bears.

"Uh..." They all looked at each other, seemingly not wanting to be the first to speak.

"Hmm!" The Bear Priest, upon hearing the order to retreat, looked slightly better.

"You miserable and insignificant Barbarians, you will pay for your foolishness and recklessness!"

At that moment, she also felt the seriousness of the situation.

"I have come to deliver an important message. The Ancestral Dragon in the Ice Plains is heading this way."

Their relationship with the White Bears was one of mutual use. If the Ancestral Dragon Kolahuss came here, there would be no more Black Flame Cult.

"The Ridges say they were also attacked by the Black Flame Cult. They estimate it will take three days to arrive here."

"Deputy Priest, the Clan Chief! There's a priestess from Winterfort Academy outside. She says she has important news for the Clan Chief and Deputy Priest."

"Good, we finally drove away the White Bears. It's a relief." The horned Great Knight breathed a sigh of relief.

"Deputy Priest, the Clan Chief! The only ones not panicking are the Clan Chief and Darius."

"As expected, the Ancestral Hall isn't all-powerful. The further we go, the less effective it becomes."

Fortunately, this time, the White Bears served as the main attacking force, otherwise, the Black Flame Cultists would have suffered heavy casualties.

"Winterfort Academy? Please invite them in." As the Barbarian Clan Chief, Darius had naturally heard of this fellow Northern organization of wizards, but they rarely interacted.

Riding on a Blood Feather Gryphon, Ren looked down at the headless corpse in the crater and thought with a strange expression. - Frostfall Mountains.

"You take a look too." Ren handed the letter to Anna.

Taking advantage of this break, Ren reached into the black-robed waist pouch, and upon taking out the letter, showed a look of delight.

With this battle, Ren's (Epic) profession level smoothly reached level 9, earning him another attribute point and skill point.

The key point here is that Kolahuss, angered by the Barbarian Clan Chief, roared and then breathed a mouthful of blue flame at Darius, who was flying in the air! A blue light engulfed Darius.

Two black-robed Black Flame Cultists with flame patterns on their sleeves and collars, along with several tall White Bears, were observing the battle from the high ground on the mountain.

"What about the Ridges? How long will it take for them to arrive here?"

"Darius turned to the guard beside him and asked, "What's going on?"

"Damn it!"

The news was like a thunderbolt, causing everyone present to change their expressions. "What? So fast!" Darius's eyes widened as he stared at the female wizard.

At the same time, a refreshing feeling filled his mind.

Purely, it was an instinctual fear of high-ranking creatures.

Currently, the group of white bear monsters, led by the Thousand Blade King, had caused significant trouble for the Thousand Blade King's followers, the white bear monsters, lined up in dense formation, along with the Black Flame Church's recruited knights and mercenaries, launched a fierce attack on the Norton Tribe.

If Ren were present, he would surely exclaim, "Isn't this just a mix of a Tyrannosaurus and a pterosaur?"

Since the arrival of the High Priest Erickson, whoever had the upper hand was determined by strength.

Upon seeing their High Priest being killed, the three of them immediately wanted to flee, but were blocked by Melita and Anna.

In terms of numbers, the white bear monsters and the barbarian warriors were almost equal in strength, with the white bear monsters having slightly more numbers.

As they heard Crowley's whispers, a white bear monster holding a white bone staff, wearing a necklace of fangs around its neck, and a colorful feather headdress on its head, spoke in fluent Common:

"Boom!"

This made Crowley curious, and he asked, "Priest, do you have any good news?"

"Yes, Priest, we can send a message to call off the attack. Half a day later, we will launch the final assault." Crowley smiled and replied.

Darius knew that the Ruchi people had not yet arrived, and even with his confidence, he didn't think that the Norton Tribe alone could defeat the supposedly powerful Colossus.

Although the bear monster priest had higher intelligence than ordinary bear monsters, it still lacked the cunning of humans. When asked by Crowley, the bear monster priest happily shared the situation.

At least, the casualties among his warriors would be reduced.

"Followers of the God of the Hunt, if our king arrives, the distribution of spoils will be up to him!" The white bear monster priest, excited, suddenly thought of something and spoke without hesitation. "That's right, that's right!" Crowley chuckled and agreed.

After some thought, without much hesitation, Ren decided to use all the soul crystals.

As the loud dragon roar echoed, the Colossus flapped its massive wings and quickly approached.

In an instant, Darius led this group of barbarian warriors, the elite among the barbarians, and charged towards the newly landed Prime Dragon, launching a deadly charge.

"Of course not."

Damn, this barbarian chief was truly fierce!

At this moment, the system prompt sounded: [Ding! Detected soul crystals that can enhance psychic energy fogification level. Do you want to accelerate absorption? (Note: System absorption can eliminate impurities and complete absorption at once.)]



With the remaining points he had, he now had a total of 8 attribute points, 2 skill points, and 36 golden skill points.

"Ancestor's Protection!"

Looking at the charging barbarians, even Crowley, the enemy Black Flame Church priest, couldn't help but sincerely praise, "This is true bravery!"

However, Ren didn't quite understand why they needed soul crystals.

He was quite dissatisfied with the Black Flame Church's attitude of taking advantage without contributing.

After all, he had already tried it once, using the system, Ren could absorb soul crystals without any side effects, greatly accelerating his psychic energy fogification progress.

As the massive shadow of the Colossus descended, its overwhelming aura and the buzzing sound in the air made even the bravest barbarian warriors feel fear.

'Fuck!'

After Velerti finished her story, she bid farewell.

Including Lagrelle and other barbarian captains and above, were all summoned for a brief wartime meeting.

The Black Flame Cult's main priest, Crowley, peered through a copper telescope, observing the scene, his eyes wide with anticipation.

Suddenly, everyone on the battlefield looked up at the horizon.

Lagrelle and the other barbarian captains, instinctively gathered behind Darius.

Ren held the five soul crystals in his palm and activated the Steel Heart advanced meditation.

"Hiss!"

The enemies behind the barbarian group were a small number of black-robed individuals leading some knights and many mercenaries. The battle was not intense, resembling more of a harassing skirmish.

"Alright! Give me half an hour, take them down, and interrogate them separately." The bearded man waved his hand, and several guards took the prisoners away.

Now, let him be arrogant for a while.

The barbarian chief, still in mid-air, suddenly felt his body stiffen, as a chilling cold swept over him.

"Chief!!!"

Lagrelle, seeing this, couldn't help but tighten her grip on her battle axe and giant shield, her gaze fixed on the raging Prime Dragon, as she charged forward.

Unfortunately, she wouldn't have the chance to meet that person again! Ren's figure flashed through her mind. But at this moment, in the southern sky unnoticed by the battlefield, a small dot rapidly enlarged. It was a blue and purple gryphon, swiftly approaching.

(End of Chapter)

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