When he saw these eyes, Regers was drawing water from a simple container by the shallow stream. Frost is indeed a strange planet, and even though the surface of the earth freezes for many years, the rivers never freeze. At most, during the coldest period, the surface of the stream will be covered with thin ice. However, when you dig through the ice, you will find that the water is still flowing down there.

Regers was not opposed to the task that Reiner had assigned, but was a little bored. He preferred to trade with Belmode, for it was more appropriate to hunt wild beasts than to draw water. But the night of the forest dispelled his thoughts, and the darkness that permeated the woods and hills was like a curtain that would cover people's eyes. Regis asked himself that in this environment, Belmode was better than he was for the hunt.

The water is very cold, and the faint light shines under the surface of the water, and the reflection of ice chips on the surface of the water can occasionally be seen. They float like tiny mirrors on the stream, and go with the flow towards the endless beyond. The water is not lifeless, a tail of finger-like slender fish haunts the icy water, and the golden lines on their bodies glow yellow in the stream, making the stream seem to light up countless small lights. A yellow halo lit up Regess's face, and he reached out to stir it in the water, and he saw those eyes as a few small fish swam by.

It was a pair of golden eyes, like two little suns in the night. At first Regis thought it was a nocturnal beast, but when the two golden dots floated up, the beast stood upright. As the yellow light of the small fish in the stream shone on the rough, thick armor, Regers knew what he had encountered.

Cato!

The guy who was drawing water by the stream was none other than the chaotic life of the Savage Stone in the Jotun Field, and the human-standing rhinoceros let out a long, deep roar after a moment of sluggishness. The Cato man carried a heavy battle axe, and his thick legs, like elephant's legs, plunged into the stream, and shook a column of water, stirring the fish in the stream in all directions, and shattering the stillness of the night.

The ensuing battle was no longer explained, and Regers bounced on the spot, warning with a whistling sound. At the same time, he unsheathed and pulled out a magnificent band of light like a galaxy and pounced on the Cato. The latter roared and raised his axe to slash down, slashing between the stars, but he couldn't shake the band of light. He could only watch as it crossed his body, and the dazzling light was the sharpest blade, which sliced and shattered the armor-like armor on his body.

When Regis appeared on the other side of the stream, the ribbon of light across the stream faded. The brilliance of that moment almost wanted to illuminate the galaxy. The Cato was completely silent, and his tall body fell into the stream, which soon became a different color with blood.

Like a breeze, Belmode's arrival is always so gentle. Walking leisurely behind Regess, he walked up to Regess, staring at the corpse in the stream with a solemn gaze. Reina and Lucy arrived a little late at the other end of the stream, and looking at the lying corpse of the Cato, Reina's face gradually grew: "It seems that our luck is not bad. ”

Before the smile could disappear, it froze on Reina's face. For he heard a loud roar coming from the dense forest ahead, and with it the sound of the ancient trees falling. Apparently someone thought it was in the way, so they pushed it down. Along with the sound, there was also the firelight, and looking at the number of fires, Reina estimated that there were at least a hundred people.

"Get out of here first." Reina gestured, he didn't know how many Jotun aliens there were in the neighborhood. On the premise of not grasping the enemy's situation, no matter how much he wanted to make meritorious contributions, he would not rashly launch an attack at such a time.

He's rugged, but his head isn't stupid.

Soon the four of them returned to the camp, started the speeding car and turned around and left, and even the campfire and camp tent did not have time to clean up. There is no need to clean up, it is a provocation left by Reina to the other party. Sure enough, soon a Cato force found the camp. The Cato were not as tall as the Glai, but they were as thick as the hills. These erect rhinos only prefer heavy plate armor, the thickest of which is no different from the armor of the main battle vehicle.

The Cato people have always been simple-minded and rough in their behavior. When they discovered the camp, they roared and kicked the campfire, smashing the tent, and by the time Locke arrived, most of the human camp had been destroyed. This gave Locke a big headache, and he was an outlier among the Cato. Locke wielded a long-handled battle axe that was taller than the others, and the axe alone was half the size of a round table, but Locke was one of the shorter ones among the Cato.

He even wears light leather armor with metal guards embedded only in the vital parts of his body. So when he came out of the Cato warriors, he was like a villain lost in the land of giants. In particular, the giant axe he was carrying was more like a child carrying a large knife, which looked ridiculous. But the ones who dared to make fun of Locke are long gone, their heads slashed by Locke's great axe, and the souls of the dead are still moaning and weeping in that great axe.

Locke's head was much brighter than the other Cato, and he knew that a fairly complete camp could at least see the race, number, and equipment of the other party. Of course, now that the camp has been almost destroyed by his own simple-minded and well-developed compatriots, it is difficult to see what is going on.

Locke was so angry that he even pulled a warrior who was two heads taller than him. He stood with the warrior, and only came to the man's chest. But the Cato, who had been pulled by him, bent down so that Locke could hammer him on the head and curse angrily. If he hadn't done that, it would have been Locke's great axe that would have landed on his head instead of a fist.

The Cato army was not a random roamer, they were coming towards the base of Kaiyan. Otherwise, it wouldn't have been in the Holly Forest, just as humans or Idahua wouldn't have allowed the Jotun to stay on the planet. The Cato and the Glay also want to sweep each other's bases and men all the time, and this antagonism does not even need to be expressed in words, and the hatred for each other has long been buried deep in the blood and bone marrow, and deeply planted in every cell.

After the last blockade of the human fleet, the commander in charge of the Frost Star War immediately launched a second military operation. In this operation, the first to be swept up is a supply base of limited size like Kaiyan. Locke's force was only in the vanguard, and behind them, the main force was coming. Locke's mission is to harass the human base, disrupt their hearing and hearing, and provide cover for the arrival of the main force.

But now before he reached the Kaiyan base, he had already run into an unidentified enemy, which annoyed Locke. Unlike those of his compatriots, Locke hated the feeling of having his plans disrupted. So he yelled in the camp and ordered a squad of Cato warriors to track down the unknown enemy.

Frosty nights are indeed long, but even longer nights have a time to pass. When the day came, Belmode was standing in the canopy of an ancient tree, and he crouched down lightly, without making a sound. His movements were so gentle that the canopy of the tree seemed to carry not a person, but only a fallen leaf. Belmode looked at the two Cato warriors under the tree, and the Cato had always been known for their savagery and bravery in battle. But they were obviously not good trackers, and after a long night of running, most of the men sent by Locke were now far behind, and only the two Cato men under the tree were chasing after them.

Reina didn't want to hang two big rhinos behind his butt, so Belmode came. When he came, the Cato were sleeping under a tree, and they were sleepy. Belmode observed for a moment, then floated down from the canopy. He came under the tree and stood between the two Catotes. The big rhinoceros that fell to sleep had no idea what was next to him, and Belmode shook his head, sliding a short blade out of each side of his trousers. The short blade has the pattern of a crescent falcon, and the blade has a blood groove.

This pair of double blades was brought out by Alan from the family warehouse, and the name of the knife is "Moon Shadow". Although it is not a magical weapon, the material of the Moon Shadow Twin Blades is light and sharp, making it more suitable for people like Belmode. Slipping out of the moonshade, Belmode's hands flicked up, his blades like a breeze through the throats of the two Cato. He didn't look at the results either, and flew back as soon as he succeeded.

As for the two Cato, the thick skin around their necks silently cracked a slit, and blood began to flow out. It's just that the wound was so small that the Cato didn't even feel pain. They were still asleep, but the wound was deep enough to make them bleed. So a quarter of an hour later, the two Cato warriors bled profusely and died in their sleep.

On a fairly open low knoll, the snow was cleared. On the hill there was a rugged camp where the Cato troops were resting. There were no tents in the camp, and the Cato warriors slept simply on the ground in groups of three or five. They didn't even remove their armor, as if armor was part of their body. The camp was full of snoring, one after another. There were only a few soldiers around who barely supported their sleepy eyes and stood guard, but this kind of vigilance was slightly stronger than not at all.

Locke didn't sleep, he wiped his great axe with a piece of the fur of an unknown beast. The long handle of the axe is made of the bones of a giant beast on the planet Brutestone, which is extremely high in iron and dark in color like the sky of eternal night. There are natural light-colored lines on it, which makes the axe handle difficult to hold. The axe surface is rough metal, which is more like a piece of metal embryo, except that the edges have been sharpened by Locke himself.

The axe face and the long handle were melted together by Locke with a hot fire, and the joints were covered with iron bumps, which looked very ugly. The weapons of the Cato were never decorated, nor did they emphasize beauty. For them, the blood stains on the weapons are the best decoration and the ultimate beauty.