Chapter 48 Tiefling (Part 2)

Soon, the gifted Medrash became the captain of the North Wind Castle defense army, maintaining law and order everywhere and shouldering the task of defending the city.

During this period, he also found a wife of the same race that he loved, and soon had his own children. He bought an attic in the city, and everything in his life seemed to be developing in a good direction.

However, from one day on, everything changed.

That day, he was still diligently investigating the continuous disappearances in the city, but he did not notice the strange eyes of people, just thinking it was normal.

But the "Duke" gave a speech.

Those human neighbors who seemed to get along well with each other on weekdays suddenly changed their faces. They held torches high, cheered and rushed into their homes, tied his wife and son to the stake, and burned them alive.

When he heard the news and rushed there, everything he had turned to ashes, and his former comrades were slaughtering his people like cattle and sheep.

Medrash swung his silver sword with tears and killed all the perpetrators present.

He became an oath breaker.

The burning light in the heart of the Redemption Knight had gone out, leaving only darkness. The cruel reality completely shattered his innocent ideals.

"What a naive guy."

He repeated again.

Suddenly, a hurried horn sounded outside the cave.

Medrash suddenly returned to reality, picked up his sword, and hurried out of the cave.

"What's going on?"

The guards stationed at the entrance of the camp looked panicked: "It's a snowman! More than one snowman!"

"Woo--"

In this deadly cold, the howling of the snowman passed through the remote mountains, swept the entire hillside with the cold wind, and infiltrated the extreme fear into the hearts of the tieflings living there.

These monsters can smell the smell of fresh flesh and blood from miles away, and track them through the wind and snow.

Medrash raised his head, and dozens of ghostly white figures rushed down the hillside like a wave.

"Everyone, prepare for battle!"

"Damacos, shoot them to death."

The tiefling warrior called "Damacos" nodded solemnly and pulled the bowstring in his hand.

"Shua——"

With a sharp whistle that cut through the air, a sharp arrow pierced the snowman's forehead, causing the monster to fall straight down.

And several tiefling warriors behind Damacos also bent their bows and drew their arrows.

However, this was shooting at the monster on the hillside from the bottom of the mountain, and with the obstruction of the blizzard, they did not have the superb archery skills of their captain, and those arrows often quickly pierced into the snow.

Damacos shot several arrows in succession.

Two out of seven hits, and two more snowmen fell.

In such bad weather, those snowmen were like ghosts in the snow, and even a warrior like him who was proficient in archery could not guarantee the hit rate, and could not stop the snowmen's charge like a tide.

"No, Medrolash, the snow is too heavy."

"I can't see clearly."

Damarcus shouted and shot another arrow, causing a snowman to fall.

But the tide of snowmen had already rushed to less than a hundred meters away from the camp.

Once these hungry, flesh-thirsty snowmen were allowed to attack the almost defenseless camp, it would be a complete disaster.

"Follow me, go out to fight!"

Medrolash raised his sword, followed by more than 40 tieflings.

These tieflings were poorly equipped, some even had no swords, and could only raise pitchforks and torches, but their eyes were extremely determined.

They may have been businessmen, clerks, and artists, but at this moment, in order to protect the safety of the camp and the safety of their loved ones behind them, they could only and must be warriors.

The snowmen rushed forward, staring at the tieflings, their eyes revealing a greedy desire for flesh and blood.

These snowmen were more than three meters tall, covered with snow-white hair, and their huge bodies were strong and powerful. In their eyes, ordinary tieflings were just naked food.

Medrolash was at the front of the team and rushed directly to a snowman.

But the snowman did not rush over immediately, but just stared at the tiefling strangely.

"Shivering Stare"

Its small eyes flashed with a faint blue light, which was the frozen eyes of apes, which could freeze its prey on the spot.

That gaze was transmitted to Medrash, and he immediately felt a bone-piercing extreme cold, almost freezing his whole body.

"Damn monster"

But Medrash cursed inwardly, and with his strong body, he forced himself to resist the cold and stretched out his finger.

"Purgatory Shout!"

Suddenly, the snowman was surrounded by the blazing hellfire and wailed in pain.

The hair of this fire-fearing monster was ignited by the eternal flames, which made him slap his body constantly.

"Die!"

Medrolash shouted, leaped several meters high, and chopped off the snowman's still burning head with one sword.

The snowman next to him wanted to use the chilling gaze, but this trick no longer worked on Medrash.

"Chop along the way!"

Taking advantage of the momentum of falling, Medrash's long sword also chopped into the shoulder of another snowman.

"Ouch!"

The snowman also let out a painful howl, and his broad palm subconsciously slapped the tiefling.

"Injure!"

A dark green eclipse force spread along the long sword to the snowman, constantly eroding and expanding its wound.

The next moment, Medrash used this force to directly chop off the snowman's entire left shoulder and arm.

Blue blood splashed on the tiefling's face, his expression remained unchanged, and his eyes did not blink.

After killing two snowmen in succession, he looked around the battlefield with his sword, and saw that the tieflings were already fighting with the snowmen. Several tiefling warriors had been turned into ice sculptures by the snowmen's shivering gaze.

Just as another tiefling was about to be frozen, ice spread all over his body.

"Guardian aura!"

A flashing red aura appeared around Medrash, which temporarily blocked the snowman's shivering gaze and prevented the tiefling from being frozen further.

He strode forward and stabbed the snowman's heart with a sword.

"Ah--"

More and more snowmen gathered around, there were as many as twelve of them, they were like a white tide, rushing towards Medrash from all directions, trying to kill the tiefling paladin first.

Seeing the snowmen surrounding him with their fangs and claws, Medrash looked calm and just raised his sword high.

"The Oathbreaker guides the power of God."

"Terror appears!"

The Oathbreaker Paladin guided the darkest emotions, condensed them and exploded them into a breath of magical coercion.

The blood-red light spread rapidly around the long sword.

Every snowman surrounding him saw the most fearful thing in his heart, and suddenly fell into an inevitable endless panic, standing still and not daring to move.

These snowmen were already living targets in his eyes.

"Chop along the way!"

Medrolash slashed the throats of several snowmen with a sword, and blood splattered immediately.

A few breaths passed, and the twelve behemoths fell backwards. And there was no snowman around him who could stand.

"Hu, hu, hu"

Medrolash half-knelt with his sword, panting.