Chapter 382: The Birth of the Snow Queen

The scream, the scream that can almost penetrate anyone's eardrum, centered on Seyle, spread throughout the room.

Before turning on the audio, Xie Er followed the intimate reminder from the person who spread the fire, and directly adjusted the volume of the magic net's external speaker to the maximum.

The 'onomatopoeia' inscription attached to the magic net absorbed Sheyer's magic power at this moment, completely releasing the audio.

The wail of the banshee?

The moment Xie Er heard the first wave of sound, he understood where the harsh sound came from.

Only those banshees who have turned into undead can make such terrifying sounds.

The 'golden finger' given to her by the fire passer quickly took effect, and the catastrophic wailing made the tentacles binding Xie Er's left wrist disappear instantly.

The first thing she did when she regained control of her left hand was to hold the ear.

it works! And the effect is outstanding!

The Frost Spirit had already stopped attacking, and Sheil saw the eight generals in the hall disguised by the judges all fell to the ground with their heads covered.

There were extremely painful expressions on their faces, and the original changed appearance could not be maintained. With the gray mist, they changed into their original postures.

"No, that's not what I'm supposed to hear."

Three of the inquisitors lost control and directly found the sharp daggers and pierced their eardrums, but it didn't seem to have any effect at all.

They still covered their foreheads and fell to the ground, their expressions gradually becoming distorted.

Although the banshee's wailing is dangerous, it is impossible for humans to cause such great damage in a short period of time.

Maybe these guys aren't human.

Xie Er didn't want to think so much anymore, her heart was already filled with anger, whether it was the prince of the Frost Kingdom or her personal position.

What the Kingdom of the Holy Order has done has reached a level that Xie Er cannot forgive.

Anger made Sheil directly raise the long sword in his hand, and pierced through the chest of the judge closest to her.

Blood gushed out from the judge's chest, staining Shayer's blade.

After Sheyer pulled out the blade, the azure blue inscription surrounded her body, and a large number of ice cones emerged in midair, stabbing at another judge suddenly.

The judges who were affected by the banshee's wail also fell into a frenzy, but their resistance was totally random, just like the angry attack of a wild beast when it was dying.

At the cost of being scratched by the long sword on his left arm holding the sword, Shayer and Frost Spirit killed the other five judges.

A large amount of blood splattered on the walls of the hall, forming a terrifying picture, and Shayer's blade was pulled out from the chest of the seventh living judge again.

Hot blood pumped from the fallen corpse and began to spread on the ground.

The eighth judge was the one who was disguised as Marshal Amt. He could still maintain the appearance of Marshal Amt. Since he was closest to the door, he was preparing to escape here.

But the blood flowing on the ground turned into a deadly trap. When he stepped on the puddle of blood, frost began to spread from the soles of his feet, and when the opponent came back to his senses, he had already turned into an ice sculpture.

And Sheyer stepped on the corpse and walked slowly towards the priest who ran to the corner.

"Devil... you devil!" The priest looked at the blood-stained prince in horror.

"You used the wrong adjective." A large number of magical inscriptions appeared around Sheil again, and the temperature in the entire hall dropped again. "You should say, you despicable missionary."

Sheil did not give the other party too many opportunities to refute, and directly cast the magic of the frost system to turn the priest into another ice sculpture.

After doing all this, Seyle took a few steps back, losing his strength and falling to the ground.

The prince of the Frost Kingdom looked around.

The meeting hall of the fortress has long been covered in blood, and a strong smell of blood can be smelled both on the walls and on the ground.

This should have been a scene that would only be available after the Frost Kingdom was breached.

what to do? This question appeared in Sheil's mind.

Those eight generals are equivalent to the rulers of the highest level of the fortress. Even if they have been replaced by judges, the other generals of the fortress may have died long ago.

The entire fortress has long been ruled by the Kingdom of the Holy Order.

What's even worse is in the country of Frost. Sheyer doesn't know how many nobles in the country of Frost have been replaced by those guys. What's worse is that even the king may...

Everyone she knew in the Frostlands no longer seemed trustworthy.

This idea rose in Sheil's heart, and when the cold and helpless sense of despair invaded Sheil's heart, she suddenly saw the latest news from the fireman in the text message.

At this moment, Xie Er was so happy that she was about to cry. She didn't understand where this emotion came from. It was like walking in a blizzard and running out of ammunition and food. After exhausting her energy, she saw lights in the distance. the light of the torches.

Sheyer immediately clicked on the text message of the fire spreader.

'How are your friends reacting? Do they trust you? '

This piece of news made Xie Er unhappy, her left hand was injured, even if the bleeding was temporarily stopped by freezing, she still couldn't move.

Sheil raised his right hand and responded to the fire bearer.

'No, all my friends are the judges in disguise...'

After sending the message, Sheyer added an emoji of an owl holding its head and crying.

'...'

The person who spread the fire first replied with an ellipsis, and then replied with an emoji stroking the owl's forehead.

Sheyer had never seen this emoji in the meme marked 'owl'.

'Maybe you can go make some new friends. '

‘What if those new friends might also be the Inquisitor in disguise? ’ asked Sheil.

'Uh... I will kill them all, if you find one, kill one until all the judges disappear, or until the country of the Holy Church is destroyed. '

Shayle read the new message sent by the fireman, and felt something throbbing in his heart.

She didn't want to start a war with the Kingdom of the Holy Order, but this time the Kingdom of the Holy Order really did something wrong, and she would never allow those judges to appear on the territory of the Kingdom of Frost again.

It can't be tolerated...Since those guys in the Kingdom of the Holy Order don't know how to restrain themselves, Prince Sheil of the Frost Kingdom must teach them a bloody lesson instead of staying here and falling into despair alone.

"His Royal Highness Prince!"

At this moment, a voice came from outside the door. A two-meter-tall man pushed open the door. He was slightly shocked when he saw the scenery in the meeting room, but he smiled pleasantly when he saw Seyle sitting in the hall.

"Marshal Amut? No..." Sheil played the "Goldfinger" sent by the fireman again.

The other party just felt that the voice was very unpleasant, and after showing no signs of madness, Seyle completely relaxed. This is the real Marshal Amt! He is not dead!

"Your Highness, I'm here to warn you that someone in the fortress has rebelled, and there may be spies from the demon race in the fortress! I was imprisoned in a dungeon by a group of guys during my rest, but they underestimated the physique of our southerners. "

Marshal Ammut walked into the hall, looked at the meeting hall full of blood, and glanced at the ice sculpture not far away, an ice sculpture that looked exactly like himself.

"Marshal Amut, I regret to tell you that it was not the Demon Race that threw you into the dungeon, but the Kingdom of the Holy Order."

Sheil stood up and walked slowly to the seat where the president of the fortress should sit. After a moment of silence, he sat in that seat.

"Our country is not only threatened by the demons, but also from the kingdom of the holy religion."

"The Kingdom of the Holy Religion?"

Marshal Amt seemed to have seen something abnormal from the statue and the corpse on the ground.

"Perhaps, what we should really eliminate now is not the demons outside the fortress." Xie Er clenched the hilt of the long sword in his hand, and his blood-stained cheeks were as cold as if they were covered with frost. It is those traitors from the country of the holy religion in the country."