Chapter 938 Questions About the Ice Storm

The magnificent appearance of the three-headed bull demon totem, "Lava Fury", which seemed to be formed by condensed magma, shocked the audience instantly.

Tens of thousands of spectators felt that they were wrapped in magma.

If he dared to make any more noise, magma would pour down their throats, pour into their stomachs, and then spurt out from every hole in their bodies.

Although I couldn't appreciate the totem battle between the two ace gladiators.

But seeing the king of the tauren, one of the founders of Blackhorn City, the owner of the Bloodskull Arena, and a member of the Bloodhoof clan, summoning the iconic totem, the audience was quite satisfied.

A small commotion disappeared like this.

The audience who were hooked were eagerly looking forward to the next more thrilling and exciting fight.

But not everyone is satisfied with the result.

Ice Storm, who returned to the rest area, was still furious.

Although she took back the totem armor "Mithril Ripper", when she walked through the long corridor, the temperature in the corridor dropped below zero in an instant.

A thick layer of frost has condensed from the walls to the floor, and the ice crystals in the corners are like fungal clusters, growing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Even the gladiators who were warming up in the tunnel felt the icy cold and dared not look directly at her eyes that were as sharp as ice picks.

Arriving at the door of the luxurious lounge exclusively for Ace, the ice storm didn't wait for the shivering Ratman handyman to open the door, he raised his hand and shot a stream of ice mist, freezing the entire door into ice lumps, and then kicked the door open. Kick into shattered ice.

The rat people's handymen ran away with their heads in their hands.

Kasava, who followed closely behind the ice storm all the way, with a blank face and deep eyes, waved away the servants, servants and other gladiators, and walked into the lounge that had turned into an ice cave without haste.

"I can win!"

Ice Storm turned back and glared at Kasava.

The snow-white female leopard stretched her tail straight, her silver needle-like hairs stood on end, and screamed, "If you hadn't intervened, I could have cut Wildhammer's throat, snapped his tendons, and tore him apart." Drain his blood, and freeze his internal organs into lumps of ice!"

The roar of the ice storm is like a cold wind mixed with ice picks.

But it didn't make Kasava's eyelids tremble even the slightest.

He stared at the ice storm without saying a word.

Judging by tauren standards, Kasava is really an overly handsome man.

After re-liquefying the totem armor and taking it back into his body, the shape of his skull is not particularly like that of a bison, and his facial features are more resembling that of a human.

Even with the golden, mighty and domineering horn protectors on the big horns soaring to the sky, and a huge nose ring nested on the nose, compared with most tauren, his appearance is still too much. delicate and pretty.

No matter "handsome" or "handsome", it is not a good word to say it from the mouth of the tauren.

When Kasava was a child, many people used to laugh at him with sarcasm and disdainful snorting.

Later, these people all died.

In fact, from the name "Kasav Bloodhoof", one can hear how dangerous this handsome man is.

In Turan language, "Sava" means "giant axe".

Obviously, for the Turan people who admired martial arts and had a rather poor vocabulary, "giant axe" was really a common name.

Clan warriors named "Sava" are just like the rat people boy named "Leaf", there are as many as a cow's hair, and there are countless.

And "ka" has the meaning of "killing".

"Kasava" means-"My name is 'Great Axe', and I don't like others being called 'Great Axe' too. There can only be one 'Great Axe' in Pointe Noire, if there are others 'Giant Axe' dares to walk in front of me, be careful, I will kill you!"

And these "giant axes" are always so careless.

There are hundreds of roads in Blackhorn City, but they always like to walk in front of this "giant ax" of the Bloodhoof Clan, so that Kasava has to make shots again and again, breaking these ostentatious appearances, which will make "Sarva The "giant axe" whose name is ashamed of "cutting".

Every time a "Savar" is killed, he is eligible to add the word "ka" in front of his name.

Therefore, his full name should be "Ka Ka Ka Ka Ka Ka Ka Ka Savar".

However, as his vicious reputation spread throughout the entire Blackhorn City, no Bloodhoof Warrior dared to call him "Sava".

He also doesn't have to hang out his long full name all day long.

It only needs an abbreviation to shock everyone.

Even those clan warriors named "giant blade, giant sword, giant hammer, sharp axe, iron axe, big axe" were so scared that their scalps went numb, wondering if they should change their names.

As for "Blood Hoof", it is not only the name of the clan, but also the surname of the family.

Like warrior names, the military aristocrats of the Turanian civilization had power and considerable enthusiasm for creating or usurping family names.

"Bloodhoof" is a surname that all Turanian warriors with hooves love very much.

I like it so much that taking this surname is the highest honor of the clan.

However, the Tauren, the Elephant, the Wild Boar, the Centaur, the Reindeer, the Antelope... there are all kinds of strange things, all kinds, dozens of races, among hundreds of families, only members of one family can be named after the name Take the surname "Bloodhoof".

That is the strongest family.

If other families are strong enough to completely defeat or even destroy the Bloodhoof Clan, they will naturally be able to take over this glorious surname and become the new Bloodhoof Clan.

But the current Bloodhoof Clan has ruled all the Turanian warriors with hooves for three hundred years.

For three hundred years, countless families have challenged them.

Then, it turned into a pulpy corpse and fragmented bones, which were used to water the lush mandala tree.

Therefore, in the face of this extremely dangerous man, with an extremely deep gaze, even the ice storm that was still angry, swallowed the saliva that had frozen into ice nuclei, and stopped pointlessly venting.

"I believe you can defeat the Wildhammer. After all, you are my favorite trump card."

It wasn't until Ice Storm lowered his head, not daring to look directly into his magma-like eyes, that Kasava said calmly, "However, such a victory is meaningless. What we are picking now is not the trump card of one enemy against one hundred." A gladiator, but a general who can command thousands of troops, form a torrent of destruction, and devour all enemies.

"You are not fit to command armies, Icestorm.

"I'm sure you know this better than anyone.

"From the beginning of commanding 1,000 people, then commanding 500 people, and now commanding 100 people, you have lost three games in a row.

"Even if you rely on personal force to win a round, what's the point? Does this prove that you are qualified to be a general?"

Ice Storm gritted his teeth, speechless.

Anger, shame, ashamed, annoyance, all kinds of emotions ran wildly in her body, making her body like an ice sculpture tremble violently.

"I don't understand, why are you so obsessed with becoming a general?"

Seeing her speechless, Kasava put his hands on her shoulders, using the heat of his palms to slowly melt the chill on her shoulders, and lowered his voice, "The ancestors have given you very generously. What does it matter if you are not good at commanding an army with extremely strong force and sacred totem?

"There is more than one way for Turan warriors to win glory. Those heroes who can shine in the 'Five Races' and turn the 'Land of Holy Light' upside down with their own strength, are even more respected by all Turan warriors." commemoration and reverence.

"You should seriously consider my suggestion.

"Give up the things you're not good at.

"I will preside over the 'Blood Giving Ceremony' for you, let our blood blend together, officially join the 'Bloodhoof Clan', become my deputy, and serve as the best vanguard and the most powerful fighter in my army. Will.

"I promise you that.

"In this five-clan battle, our Bloodhoof Clan will definitely defeat the Gold Clan and become the main force in the Glory Era.

"And my father will definitely become the 'War Chief', commanding the largest army that Turanze has never seen before.

"Join the Bloodhoof Clan and become my deputy. You will have many opportunities to avenge the Golden Clan and those who insulted you and wanted to kill you. You will also have many opportunities to participate in the most tragic battle and break the most Build a solid city wall, destroy the largest fortress, loot the most glorious city, and let your name and footprints be forever imprinted on the so-called 'Land of Eternal Shining of the Holy Light'!"

The hot palm of the tauren made the muscles on the female leopard's shoulders slightly red.

But soon, the muscles softened by the heat were armed with sharp ice picks and hardened again.

"No, there are problems in these gladiatorial fights. There were too many people in the first few fights, and I didn't notice it, but this time there are only a hundred soldiers on both sides, and I can clearly feel it!"

Ice Storm took half a step back, stared at Kasava and said, "Wildhammer soldiers and I both came from the same dungeon, rested for the same length of days, and could eat the same amount of food. My soldiers are that much stronger?

"Even if our training content is somewhat different, but we have only trained for ten days, the strength and speed of the two sides should not be so different at all.

"On the arena, I saw two soldiers collide with each other without skill, and most of the soldiers who got knocked away were my soldiers.

"If they block each other with swords, the ones who are cut off and killed are often my soldiers.

"My soldiers who had their arms cut off, or their stomachs pierced with spears, often held their wounds and screamed.

"Wildhammer soldiers, even with their bowels pouring out, can still grit their teeth and fight.

"This is not normal!

"Could it be that the Wildhammer has mastered the magic passed down from the 'Land of the Holy Light', or was it a priest who bestowed on him magical witchcraft? How could he have trained a group of timid rats to be death-defying people in just ten days? warrior?"