"If you want to get through here, you have to pass me first." Volibel raised his head to the sky and roared, and everyone knew who this roar was for, and everyone looked at Tedamir.

Seeing Volibel's determination, Tydamir subconsciously took a step forward, but a hand behind his back grabbed him.

"Just received word that the Ice Tribe and the Frost Guard are heading here, arriving in about three days." The old priest said this seemingly ordinary news, but Tedamir heard the unusual, too fast, only three days, even a little reluctant to hurry, not to mention the repair after the war, so anxious, obviously not to help him intercept the bear tribe, if he was injured at this time, he would definitely not be able to recover in three days, and when the time comes, it will be difficult to guarantee that his tribe will not become the next piece of fat.

"Are you just watching?" Tedamir was still a little unwilling.

"Then I'll come, anyway, I won't live for a few years with this old bone." The old priest coughed and walked out.

"But......" Tedamir was about to say something, but the old priest raised his hand to stop Tedamir's next words.

"Don't worry, I'm not going alone, these young men also need to exercise, just to see how the real strong fight, this is also a valuable asset." After the old priest finished speaking, he took the lead towards Volibel, who was like a thunder pool, and followed closely behind, many strong men of the barbarian tribe followed.

"Protect the old priest." Tedamir could only whisper to those people, and as for the result, no one knows.

"What about Tydamir? Why did you get sent? Seeing the old priest who came over, Volibel was a little surprised, but, after thinking about it carefully, he almost knew the reason, which made Volibel's mood a little better, at least, the enemy was not as united and trusting as before, and his chances of survival would increase a few points, and now, his biggest figure was to delay time and give the tribe a time to leave Freljord without his life in danger.

"I'm enough to deal with a lost dog, do you think that with such a small number of people, you want to kill me in the middle of the army?" The old priest smiled contemptuously.

Volibel didn't refute, but glanced at the bear man sacrifice behind him, thinking to himself, since the other party gave him a chance, could he take the old guy away.

The old priest seemed to know Volibel's thoughts, and whispered, "Don't have any illusions, as long as you can leave safely, it will be the greatest victory." ”

"Got it." Volibel nodded, and then, abandoning all thoughts, walked towards the old barbarian priest, and the few remaining warriors behind him, whether they were missing arms and legs, or those who lacked strength, all followed.

"Children, let them know the power of the barbarian tribe." The barbarian old priest danced lightly with the staff in his hand, and the sound of frustration sounded, and all the warriors around him were instantly ignited, and the muscles of their bodies tensed, rushing towards Volibel and the others.

"Inspirational War Sacrifice?" Volibell was a little surprised, and then, without thinking too much, rushed over. And when it charged, its body continued to light up with various lights, first, a set of ice armor, perfectly covering its chest and abdomen and other vital places, and then, after a red light, the speed increased greatly, and the bloodthirsty energy flowed on the claws. These are the skills of the old sacrifice of the bear people.

With the blessing of various buff states, Volibell appeared as if teleporting to the person at the front of the barbarian tribe, and then, with his right hand, he reached forward, grabbed the person's shoulder, and then threw it to the side, the person was like a broken sack, and with a loud "bang", it smashed on the ground, and after that, there was no sound.

Volibel was like catching a chicken, one in one hand, slamming at the side, seven or eight people in a row, all embedded in the ground, some of them were weak in defense, and they were directly silent, and some of them were rough and thick and could hum a few times, but they couldn't get up and fight again.

After seeing Volibel's bravery, the warriors of the barbarian tribe no longer dared to fight Volibel, at least, no one dared to wrestle with Volibel until his various buffs disappeared.

The barbarian tribe is also a master, after discovering the problem, immediately changed, when Volibel caught it again, the barbarian warrior slid to the side, dodged, and then, quickly out of Volibel's range, and then rushed towards the other bears in the rear.

These full-state people may not be able to deal with Volibel, but it is not a problem at all to deal with those remnants, and soon, the casualties of the bear tribe began to rise rapidly, which made Voliber unable to continue to charge unscrupulously, and could only retreat around the bear warriors to help defend against those who sneaked up.

After losing the arrow of Volibel, the speed of the bearman's advance plummeted, and he could only stay in place, try to be as tight as possible, and it was impossible to attack again.

The balance of victory gradually tilted in favor of the barbarian tribe, and the bear-man warriors became fewer and fewer, and it was only a matter of time before the whole army was destroyed. Volibel was anxious in his eyes, but there was nothing he could do. Suddenly, everyone felt the ground under their feet begin to shake, and then it became more and more violent, boom, a loud bang came from under their feet, and the ground where the bear-man tribal warrior was standing suddenly collapsed, and everyone fell behind the shattered ice and snow.

The Old Bearren Priest was one of them, and he knew that after losing the ability to move, they would face nothing but slaughter, but his mission had been accomplished, at least without regrets. Suddenly, the old priest of the bear man saw a figure rushing towards him, it was the thunderbolt roaring Vollybel.

"Let's go, leave me alone, let's go!" The old priest of the bear man roared hoarsely, but the figure did not hesitate, and still rushed towards him, as if he would not give up until he was rescued.

Seeing Volibel's actions, of course the barbarian warriors knew what to do, and they didn't step forward, but just kept harassing them on their way, even though Volibel was strong, but, under this dense attack, he still suffered some injuries.

Seeing Volibel's state, Tydamir's eyes lit up, and the barbarian priest seemed to know his thoughts, and one after another buff skills were secretly blessed on his body, and Tydamir also disappeared in the barbarian army, lurking towards the position of the old priest of the bear man.