The Amber Sword

The avalanche was furious and covered face to face, but the silver monster had opened its wings and vibrated the silver wings as fast as a dragonfly before leaving the ground.

The silver monster came straight at her, and Freya could see, without calculation, that at the current speed of the avalanche, they could almost certainly avoid each other.

At that moment, her thoughts flashed like electricity, almost subconsciously, and the girl made the decision. The golden wing rose behind her, as did she, and then suddenly pounded over the silver monster.

At that moment...

The silver monster did not have the face of the five officials, and the laughter of the big mouth like a bent moon finally solidified on his face.

“You're crazy! ”

It screamed in alarm.

Freya was like a golden meteor, facing a silver monster in the middle of the sky, who, waving the silver blade wildly, wanted to push her away. But she didn't move, she didn't let go, and she was still cut through her belly by the blade - the back of the wind was almost like a thin layer of paper under such an attack, instantly pulling open a long mouth and spraying rose-colored blood - and the girl hit the silver monster's waist, pushing it back alive.

Her power is far less than that of the other party, but at this time there is no longer a need to live and die, just a momentary obstacle, and many things can be decided.

“No...”

The silver monster rose just a little bit, and the avalanche fell on its face. Anything that seemed humble under nature's incomparable power was like dust. Freya and the silver monster flashed in the snow, but vanished.

……

At the other end of the canyon.

The battle between the young men of the Knights of the Folding Sword and the White Son is entering a phase of white-hot fever, relying on the guidance of the battle flag laid by Freya, the knights finally converge, their own strength is no less than those of these monsters, and even more victorious, except that the White Son takes advantage of raids and numbers for a moment.

And when the Knights of the Folds gathered, and the giant wolf in the other forest lost command of the silver monster, the battle immediately changed, and the knights began to battle in a narrow and favorable position in the canyon to systematically defend against the Winter Wolf attack. After considerable losses on both sides, the battle was also fought by a raid into a stalemate.

This is good news for humans initially at a disadvantage, but the waves of attacks by the pale sons still tire them out. Brenda was already in a coma after being snatched back by Alaia and Nimaceus. Nimaceus was intent on retrieving Freya, but, together with others, was clearly surrounded by the weight of the wolves, and for a moment and a half, he could not escape.

Little Pello did bring back Rollo and others from the other side, and they took the side with them more severely and almost everyone was injured, especially after an overnight chase, and even the toughest Krutz couldn't help but gasp at this moment.

Everyone looks a little pale.

But Rollo had some nerve staring at the other side of the canyon.

“Did you hear something?” Little Pero saw him as a god and immediately asked, he knew that Rollo was from the mountains, and of all the people here, he was the only one with the most acute perception.

“I think I heard an explosion. ”

Rollo's forehead was covered in cold sweat, caused by excessive physical exhaustion, his eyes a little grey, but after a while of listening, he answered with some weakness.

“Is it reinforcements?” Someone asked aloud.

“I'm afraid it's impossible, it means Miss Commander made it.” Little Pero shook his head and replied.

Nimais frowned, she knew that Freya had an explosion crystal on her and the ruby ring. Freya had been gone for at least a minute, and so far there was no sound, and the monster had not turned back. She knew very well the difference between Freya and the monster. Even if Freya opened the seal of the Goddess of War, it would not be much harder for the monster to deal with her than it was for Alaia and Brender.

That is not a battle at all at the level of power.

“I think you should take care of yourselves first," Alaia said, breathing heavily around Brenda, covered in blood. The newly added wound on him was left at the rescue of Blunded, and if the wound the white son left him last night was only a small souvenir, then he could say that he was awarded a one-ton medal.

Alaia has completely lost her fighting power, and if the Knights of the Folds were to evacuate at this time, he and Brend would have to stay here.

But even so, it doesn't change his personality - as annoying as ever.

The guy had the same crow mouth, but this time things didn't go as well as he expected. Suddenly the knight in front shouted, as if he felt something, and immediately separated himself from the wall, and he saw a miracle in front of everyone.

Seeing the pale sons in the distance, they suddenly swayed and stopped on the attack road, as if they were drunk and fell on the ground one after the other, and then black smoke appeared on them, as if they had evaporated under daylight, slightly turned into ash, and finally only one dark magic crystal remained in the snow.

The scene didn't just happen on one end, or on a bunch of giant wolves, but nearly hundreds of pale sons were killed at the same time and turned into black smoke, a spectacular scene that shocked almost every knight present.

“These monsters are all summoning creatures," Little Pello reacted immediately: “Our commander seems to have done something terrible. ”

He turned around and looked at Nimmasis.

But the knight had no comfort in her face, and she slowly pulled the communication crystal out of her collar. The communication crystal was gray, representing Freya's end, and it did not shine because of her magic injection.

……

Yet in the canyon, Freya's communications crystals scattered around a pile of snow heaps do leave light in the dark, indicating that someone is trying to connect to the necklace through the web of laws, but unfortunately the owner of the necklace is not there.

Freya was struggling to crawl out of the snow on the other side.

She moaned softly - her body was in worse shape than she had imagined, bruises and abrasions all over her body, and the blood seeping out of her small belly wound almost stained the armour under her armor; there was a huge dent in her chest armor, bleeding constantly under the cracked gap, and the corners of her eyes, nose and mouth were bleeding.

She coughed a few times, and fortunately, when the avalanche fell, she and the monster were both on the upper level, and she was more on top of the monster, but when the two of them were caught in the snow, she saw the monster sucked by the vortex under the rubble and snow rolling, and she herself was lucky to escape a life.

Nevertheless, and only for a moment and a half, Freya can feel how badly she was injured, lethally from a chest impact and a small belly sword wound, too much blood loss making her dizzy and a little cold in her hands and feet, especially in this environment.

Most painfully, the teenage girl finds herself lost in the avalanche with her sacred water pack.

‘Is this dying...? ’

She turned over and lay quietly in the snow, looking quietly at the sky. She knew exactly how far away they were from Nimatis, the Cruz must have missed it, and she felt the cold had begun to paralyze her body and heart, and the waves of sleepiness and fatigue had struck.

Good thing there's no failure. ’

Freya took a slight sigh of relief, the boldest decision and the craziest move of her life, but she wasn't the one, only this time, and for the last time.

She closed her eyes and seemed to have countless light dots in the pitch of darkness, which gathered together to reveal the shadows of the mountains of Butch, and then gathered into the face of the man.

‘Brando...’

Freya was calm in her heart, waiting quietly for the moment to arrive, but heaven did not seem to want to give the young girl this privilege, and when she closed her eyelids slightly, suddenly came in the snow to rub a slight chirp.

The noise wasn't loud, but Freya didn't sound shocked. She opened her eyes violently and turned her head hard to see a dark arm stretching out under the snow.

‘How is that possible...

Freya whispered in her heart that there would be no second person under this snow heap but the monster. She subconsciously reached out to hold the Lion's Heart Sword, but the monster reacted one step faster than she did.

A loud bang, as if a huge force exploded from under the snow, a shadow wrapped around the end of the snow and fired from under the snow heap, instantly pressed Freya, the silver monster strangled Freya's neck with one hand, and held her sword by one hand.

It looked down at this little human girl who had made a mess of herself.

It is indeed more wolfish than Freya. At this moment, it is long gone from its previous scenery, with only one wing behind it. Mercury-like body is no longer smooth, but is covered with pit depressions of wounds, originally silver bright skin, now dim, almost forming iron gray.

Freya also saw this color in last night's battles, often to such an extent that the monster chooses to extract the power of a person's life, indicating that once it is in this state, it is probably only a line away from death.

“What a pity...”

Freya was somewhat powerless to think that she could clearly feel her residual life force slowly passing through the monster's hand, and that she had been able to stare at the monster with her eyes closed, but soon she felt a little hardened to breathe.

Freya's breathing grew impatient.

The silver monster was laughing: "You people are as cunning and unique as they were thousands of years ago.” He squatted down next to Freya and lifted her up with a drag around the girl's neck, as if to watch Freya die of lack of oxygen.

But it was this move that made Freya hit the tablet in her waistbag with a bang. The silver monster flickered slightly, and it seemed a little surprised to see the tablet: “What is this? Wait, this is...”

It subconsciously picks up the tablet with its other hand, but as it releases Freya's sword-shaking hand, waiting for the teenage girl to use up her last moments immediately to whisper a low drink: "Monster! ”

She held the sword with both hands and stabbed the monster in the stomach.

The silver monster either perceived Freya's behavior, or, completely unexpectedly, let the sword fall directly into its abdomen. It was slightly stunned and raised its head, looking strangely at the little human girl in front of it:

“You don't think this broken iron can hurt me, do you? Your mortal attacks have no effect on me. ”

It tauntingly patted the girl's face: “Stupid. ”

Freya squinted her eyes with nothing but the fury of a bear.

She stared at the monster without the face of five officials. She looked at the moon tooth with a big smiling mouth. She couldn't help but kill each other with one sword.

The next moment, however, her prayers seemed to be heard by an unknown god in the underworld, and suddenly the silver monster's moon-toothed big mouth pulled down.

It was like an unusually painful look on its face.

It suddenly screamed and threw Freya away, covering her wound and retreating frantically. All of a sudden the flame of the bear appeared from the sword of the lion's heart stuck in its belly, which was burning all over its body along the wound.

“This… is impossible!” The monster knelt on his knees in mourning: “Damn goddess of war stamp... aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! ”

The silver monster almost turned into a fire group, but unfortunately Freya didn't appreciate her battle as much as she wanted, and at the same moment when she was thrown to the ground, she felt a fiery flame all over her body from the heart, instantly putting her in immense pain.

But Freya didn't say a word, and instead the eyes were full of incredible things.

Because she understands what that means.

The flame of gold was lit.

And beside her, that slab of stone that fell in the snow, this moment also blew the brightest rays of light.

……

PS. Excited, forgot to mention the name. Blackie's book name is Disaster Comes, Forced Push. Today's strike, let's all help support it. Throw away any recommendations ~!