Chapter 645: Ferguillo’s Calmness and Belo’s Agitation (2/2)
Frost Tusk Peak Stronghold, Hearth Valley.
This was the sole passage that connected the Snowfall Forest and Kingdom of Doa. The remaining ice mountain ranges could not be climbed even by beasts that specialized in climbing.
Just like its name, the Frost Tusk Peak looked like a row of sharp ice teeth.
The side facing Hearth Valley was a perpendicular cliff. Only the side facing the Kingdom of Doa had a slightly gentler slope.
However, in contrast, and only in contrast, other than a few perpendicular stone paths, normal arcane masters could not climb it.
Over the centuries, there were many constructions on the Frost Tusk Peak Stronghold. The effective range of offensive artifacts covered all of Hearth Valley.
However, Hearth Valley was also extremely important to the entire stronghold. Due to its natural underground heat, Hearth Valley was the sole area with greeneries in the Northern part of the Kingdom of Doa.
The warm environment not only helped fatigued arcane masters to recover quickly, but also many agriculture and breeding farms were built throughout Hearth Valley. Like this, even if the supplies from the Kingdom of Doa were cut off, the Frost Tusk Peak Stronghold could still last a long time by relying on Hearth Valley.
Most of the camps were built in Hearth Valley. Only when Heart Valley could no longer be defended, would the arcane masters retreat into the Frost Tusk Peak Stronghold to take the last stand.
As Fearotz’s Royal Thorns Corps and other scattered Corps retreated to the Frost Tusk Peak Stronghold, the arcane master population here exceeded a hundred thousand. Not to mention the ten thousand-men demihuman army stationed on the frozen plain behind the Frost Tusk Peak Stronghold.
The size of the defending force had reached a terrifying number.
Right now, sharp sirens echoed throughout the Frost Tusk Peak Stronghold. Rows of heavily armed arcane masters gathered in the outposts near Hearth Valley.
Glancing towards the Snowfall Forest from the observation tower at the center of the stronghold, a large area of the forest had become a terrifying flood.
An army of a massive size composed of unidentified creatures were approaching Hearth Valley.
To be able to shake the Snowfall Forest like that, it only meant the creatures moving in the forest had large bodies.
“Don’t worry.” When the arcane masters in the Frost Tusk Peak Stronghold were getting anxious, a kid wearing a weird deer head cap spoke towards a general at the frontmost outpost in Hearth Valley with a serious expression, “It’s my Master.”
“Your Master?”
That Corps general was dumbfounded. He could not believe the kid.
Even if that impulsive youth from the Holy Dawn Academy was stronger than the rumors...... how could he cause such a great commotion?
However, the kid added with a confident tone,“There’s no war breaking out, their mood is friendly. It’s an army Master brought here.”
The Corps general was speechless.
After a long and anxious wait, sounds of people drawing sharp breaths echoed throughout the stronghold and valley.
Two youthful figures appeared in the distance.
Behind them were white-skinned giants and rows of huge Snow Forest Wolves.
Behind the wolves, there were even more Snow Forest beasts and various other monsters.
“Are you Holy Dawn Academy’s Belo?”
That Corps general walked up. The crystal wings on Meraly’s back dazzled his eyes and dulled his thoughts.
“They...... are......” He uncontrollably stuttered.
He had been guarding this place for many years. However, he never imagined such species to exist in Snowfall Forest.
“Ice Giants, a branch of the barbarian bloodline, our allies.”
Belo took a glance at the Corps general, “Relax. Due to their natural bloodline restriction, they will not enter the warm Hearth Valley.”
A skinny old man dressed in black robes suddenly appeared not far away from Belo.
After taking a glance at Belo, he seemed to have sensed the strange aura and spoke, “Looks like you did well.”
“Professor Plum.”
Belo nodded towards the old man and a bloody glint flashed across his eyes, “But the Evil Dragon held back himself.”
Professor Plum pondered a bit and spoke, “Looks like he has other plans.”
“I need to take a rest.”
Fatigue appeared on Belo’s face. However, first he gave his retainers a few instructions.
What is the Evil Dragon planning?
Why is he able to hold back?
While his retainers were quickly preparing things, his mind suddenly became agitated.
He and Fenny’s crown were already a huge bait.
To him, if the Evil Dragon wanted to gain a chance of victory, he had to snatch the crown away.
The most dangerous and difficult moment should be the trip back to the Frost Tusk Peak Stronghold.
However, the Evil Dragon did not show up.
Even the Cursed Ghost army had disappeared.
Why?