This is a long psychological war, and the other side obviously wants to defeat Galen’s last psychological defense.

"Yeah-"There was a long sound in the darkness, like a smell of blood.
Galen didn’t move a step. He looked straight into the darkness with his sword. His feet were lying and his ten brothers were bleeding all over the floor.
They can’t die in vain.
The Galen must wait quietly for the last encounter and cut the other person’s head with a sword.
One minute passes by.
The other party seems to have lost patience, and there was a loud buzz in the air, like an insect shaking its wings.
The violent shaking scattered the snow for four weeks, and the dim moonlight was exposed bit by bit.
The vibration is getting bigger and bigger.
Just as the moonlight is about to rule this bloody hell again.
A scarlet sharp-edged claw struck Galen’s back like a streamer from the air, almost like a meteor beyond the time.
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That quick blow like a meteor finally exposed the excellent murderous look hidden by the other party. At that moment, Galen felt that his back was like being resisted by thousands of long knives, and he was cutting into his skin as the other party approached inch by inch.
When he felt the blow, he knew that he could never turn around to resist it before the other side stabbed him, because it was too fast, but he still laughed because he believed that he could definitely stab the sword into the other side’s throat before the blood dried up.
Come and see who has more blood. He smiled, closed his eyes, pinched the hilt and took a deep breath.
Heavy snow and wind
The sharp shock made the surrounding gas frantically turn. Those snowflakes all over the sky were smashed into pieces, and they fell one by one. Before they reached Galen’s body, they had already scratched a sharp sound in his armor.
Death is imminent
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When the meteor blow appeared, he was sitting in a tent in the camp with a glass of red wine in his head. Chen Senran once again felt that kind of tearing nerve pain, as if someone had torn his spirit abruptly and was forced to overdraw something.
The sudden and severe pain made him almost lose his grip on the glass, and he trembled for a moment, making the wine in the glass spill a little drops. In a book called Scenery of the Northland, the mysterious black color was infiltrated through the dark oak leaf paper.
Chen Senran put the glass and rubbed his swollen temples. He glanced at the sleeping girl behind him, tucking the corner for the little girl who slept badly, and then he got up and walked out.
He must find out about it, otherwise he may die.
Try not to let the mighty snow enter the tent. He first came to the tent of Lao Du. Just when he wanted to call Lao Du’s name, the tearing nerve-like pain surged again and knocked him to the ground. He held the ground with one hand and gasped and looked into the distance covered by heavy snow.
This time he has locked the target.
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Just as the claws had touched Galen’s armor and were about to pierce his flesh and release blood, suddenly nothing happened behind him.
If the original claw is as fast as a meteor, it seems to be fixed by something. This sudden change makes Galen leng for a while.
Then he finally remembered what he was looking at the snow not far away with his eyes open
There was a woman standing there with a bow like a full moon, and it was not until this moment that the bow string sounded crisp and clear that it sounded in the air.
Those broken snowflakes finally fell to the ground. Galen took a long breath and turned to look at the frozen thing, slowly lifting the big sword in his hand.
It was not until this moment that he finally saw clearly through the dim moonlight what kind of monster the brother who killed so many of himself was.
It’s a red skin with thin wings on the back, a hard shell and sharp claws like a blade. The monster looks like a red mantis.
One thing Galen didn’t guess wrong, that is, it is really longer and more grotesque than ugly.
"You kill and give your life." Galen holds a sword in both hands, and the cold moonlight falls on his blade with snowflakes. "Say goodbye to the world, asshole."
"I don’t think you’d better do that." A deep and rude sound like a hundred thousand hammers landing together rang inappropriately from a distance.
Galen put a sword and frowned. The sound source direction is … Ash.
Turned Galen to lean the sword on the ground and look in that direction. The original was about to come over. snow pea was buckled by a rough and wild naked violent aesthetic claw.
"I’m sorry." Ash put the ice bow in his hand calmly without any fear.
"Don’t talk, woman, or I don’t mind killing you first." Claw master finally showed his face, and he walked step by step towards Galen with one hand holding Ash’s neck.
The snow blew up his hair, and his ferocious bone armor reflected a frightening white light in the faint moonlight.
His face is full of fangs and lion-like eyebrows, and he is talking about his inhuman ancestry. At this moment, another monster is quietly coming out of the darkness and approaching at a very aggressive pace.
"So Mr. Lion’s so-called Freidrod’s last pure land rulers are actually two?" Galen slowly rubbed the hilt of the big sword. He wanted to slow down the momentum of the other side first.
"No, that’s my prey, too." The humanoid monster with a lion’s face replied indifferently, and the pace of attack was still unhurried.
"So you want to exchange with me now? After all, I caught the prey first. "Galen’s eyelids jumped and the other party hijacked Ash sadly, which made him fear to the extreme. He was not too sure to defeat this guy.
"In exchange, I’m not interested in your weak mortal skulls. If you give it to me, you can roll with this woman." The lion-faced guy finally stopped five yards in front of Galen and said the words of arrogance to the extreme
"Did you kill the soldiers last night?" Galen was still rubbing the hilt. He looked at Ash and gave him a so-called return.
What a woman to be afraid of
"No, that’s this guy’s supplement … well, I don’t want to talk nonsense with you. If you don’t look good, you need waves to kill me. A little physical strength may hurt me and affect my hunting. I will definitely kill you now. You have too many questions." Lion-faced guy waved impatiently. "Hurry up."
"Good" Galen asked the last question he wanted to know, and lifted the mantis, which was completely frozen into a solid ice, and handed it over.
"Go away." The lion-faced guy threw Ash like a chicken, and the other claw reached out to pick up the prey in Galen’s hand.
It didn’t move. Galen didn’t let go.
"You …" The lion’s face crooked crooked neck face pulled out a very ugly smile ugly like decades have never laughed.
"It killed many of my brothers. I must kill you myself. If you want to rob me, kill me first," Galen said slowly, looking directly at each other’s cold and cruel eyes.
The lion’s face still smiled but didn’t laugh. He let go as if he were happy.
"Very good, mortal, very brave. I changed my mind. I’m going to collect your skull in my No.3. collection room, thank me for giving you such a high honor."
"Than honored" Galen threw the ice sculpture in his hand to the ground, raised his sword in his hands, and his eyes were cold