"Boom~~~"

The muffled thunder in the distance was getting closer and closer, and even in the dark night sky, you could clearly see the overwhelming snow-colored waves!

Sieg's brow furrowed, and he ordered the Silver Rider guards to gather together.

He saw a raised rock not far from the left hand of the people, and hurriedly shouted, "Everyone hide down there!" The avalanche is coming, remember to curl up as much as you can, and I'll take care of the rest! ”

The crowd followed, and they all gathered in the direction of the rock. However, Sieg found that there were still a few of the Silver Riders who were left behind, and they were smashed by the falling snowball barbarians, and almost for a moment they were caught in the middle of it, and continued to roll down the mountain.

He didn't care about anything else, and threw the woman on his back to the ground, his hands crossed in front of him.

Holy light spells erupted from within him! He turned into a bright night light in the night.

"The light shines on my path and splits thorns for me! Break through the fog! Destroy the Evil! ”

Sieg stretched out his hands to the sky, and a dazzling pillar of light shot straight into the sky from where his palms were together! This pillar of light resembled a sharp sword, and as his downward slashing arm slammed into the snow wave that followed!

A "hum" sound exploded, and the huge holy light saber was like a hot knife that cut through cold cheese! In that snow wave, a vacuum tunnel was split!

But immediately after, layers of snow waves carried the momentum of overwhelming mountains and seas, and still drowned Sige's holy light in it.

No matter how strong manpower is, it can't resist the power of nature.

With a "boom", a snow wave more than ten meters high smashed down! Completely drowned the crowd in it.

All the strife was calm, and all the torches were covered in darkness under the avalanche.

Sigur could only use his best to cast out the barrier of holy light at the moment when the snow wave fell, and curled up under the rocks to protect the snow barbarian is holy woman.

By the time the snow waves took place, they had already taken refuge under the protruding rock, which blocked most of the pressure for everyone, and if they added Sig's holy light barrier, the damage they suffered was far less terrible than frostbite and suffocation.

However, the moment before the snow wave took it, Sigurg's holy light sword was still in his hand. It's just that the holy sword that went straight to the sky has shrunk to a length that is only the length of a spear. But it's brighter and denser.

Sig leaned on the Holy Lightaber and stabbed a skylight for ventilation in the thick snow above. So that the people will not be suffocated under the snow.

"Is there anything else that can move?" He asked in a deep voice.

"Your Excellency... I.... I can still move! ”

"I can too...."

"I.... I... One arm was injured, but it was fine. ”

Sieg's heart was painful to find that the hundred Silver Rider elites who followed him on the infiltration mission were only a dozen or so who were still answering him at the moment!

The others must have been swept away by the avalanche, and they don't know what the situation was.

That damn snowy mountain giant! Would you rather cause an avalanche and die together than let yourself capture this so-called holy woman?

Sigurt glanced at the Snow Barbarian Saintess who was being protected by him, and found that the woman was still with her eyes open, and there was no panic on her face.

He sighed secretly in his heart, thinking that it was really not an ordinary woman.

"Just because you... Let my borders ignite the flames of war for no reason, the people are displaced, and the soldiers give their lives.... You say, what are you doing all this for? ”

Sigurt looked at the saint and her voice was low. He felt sorry for his 100 silver riders. You must know that each of them is an elite in the Lion Cub Army!

"In order to survive .... To live! ”

Sieg didn't expect that the seemingly weak woman under his body did not dodge her eyes when facing him, and was firmly staring at herself at the moment.

She almost gritted her teeth and said it. Although she was not fluent in lingua franca, it did not prevent Siegy from understanding what she was saying.

Seeger didn't have much of a verbal argument with her, he tried to move and took out a bottle of high-purity liquor from Klose from the storage prop in his arms.

He took a sip of his own, then handed it to the silver rider beside him and said, "Everyone take a sip of it, so that you won't feel cold." ”

The guards took the flask, and after one person drank it, he handed it to the next person, and in this way, a half-catty bottle of burning knives was quickly divided by everyone.

And the next moment they drank this hot drink, they only felt a fire appear out of thin air in their bodies! There was even a trace of fine sweat on his forehead, and it felt like it was simple~

When the bottle reached Sigurt again, he found that there was still a little in it, and handed it to the barbarian saint.

"Drink it so you don't freeze to death."

He said coldly.

The saint glared at the Duke of the Silver Lion, snatched the bottle from his hand, raised her head and drank it.

The next moment, however, there was a violent cough.

Sieg turned his head, the corners of his mouth slightly upturned. It seems that this burning knife has helped him to teach this barbarian saint a good lesson.

After a violent cough, the saint only coughed her cheeks red, and she almost lost her breath. But she gritted her teeth and endured.

To suppress her cough, she even grabbed a handful of snow and stuffed it into her mouth and swallowed it.

Sieg watched her move, although there was no expression on his face, but he couldn't help but have a little more respect for this woman in his heart.

Although she is a woman, she has a strength and courage that is not inferior to that of a man! Maybe it's because of this quality that he stands out among the barbarians, right?

One person took a sip of white wine, and everyone slowly felt their limbs return to their bodies.

They move together, providing heat to each other.

Sigurt tried to release the Holy Light Magic, but he found that the super-large Holy Light Slash just now almost instantly drained the magic power in his body, and it was very difficult to recover in a short period of time.

In desperation, he took out another bottle of magic potion from the storage prop and poured it into his mouth.

This magic potion came from the hands of the court alchemists, and it helps the magician to quickly replenish the magic in his body in a short period of time. But the sequelae is that in the next half a month, he will not be able to mobilize any magic power. It can be said that it is a practice of overdrawing the next month's salary in advance.

Moreover, this magic potion is expensive, and the herbs needed are extremely scarce. It can be said that one bottle is one bottle less.

Drinking the magic potion, Sieg closed his eyes slightly, adjusting the flow of magic in his body. Although the potion can help him quickly condense his magic power, it is only a mage who is skilled in the control of the magic element to achieve the best effect. Drinking it and lying there in one go definitely ruined the efficacy of this potion.

However, it was during this time that everyone checked their equipment and warmed each other, waiting for Sigur to regain his magic. The barbarian saintess who had finally stopped coughing shot a cold light killing intent in her eyes when she looked at Sigurd!

Seeing the right moment, she quickly pulled out the short sword from Sig's waist and stabbed him in the heart!

However, even though our Silver Lion Duke was recovering his magic, he still grabbed her wrist with one hand, and with a slight force, the woman let go of the short sword in pain.

But the saint was not reconciled, she directly bit on Sige's palm again, making the latter not only frown slightly.

I only heard Sig say coldly: "If you still want your teeth, release them immediately." My protective light will shatter all your teeth, and it would be unwise for you to do so, unless you are deliberately seeking death. ”

The Holy Maiden knew that it was in vain for her to do so. But he was very unwilling! She slowly let go of her mouth, closed her eyes and whimpered, "Obviously, it has gone through a lot of hardships to unite the people of the Snow Mountain Clan..... Obviously, I finally persuaded the Snow Mountain Giant Clan.... Reach an alliance...."

A slip of blood flowed down Siggy's palm, and he didn't activate his body protection holy light, so he was bitten by the female savage.

Two clear rows of bloody tooth marks appeared on the back of his hand, and the woman bit hard.

Sig caress the wound with his other hand without healing, and a warm light shines through, and the scar from the tooth is instantly healed.

The Barbarian Saintess lay on the ground a little dejected, although her heart told her that she must be strong! But there were still two lines of tears sliding down the corners of his eyes and down his face.

"Unwilling...., I'm unwilling....! A clear and beautiful life is just around the corner.... Why should that large tract of fertile land only be inhabited and used by those on the mainland? We have to huddle in the harsh conditions of the snowy mountains! Who dictates all this? Why can't we enjoy fertile land and warm fireplaces? Are we asking too much? ”