Act 136 Breaking Out of the Cocoon III

The latest chapter of "Amber Sword"...

Feeling the monster chasing after her from behind, Freya was filled with nervousness but also a little bit of excitement. It was like the mentality of a tightrope walker. In a desperate situation, one mistake would lead to catastrophe. Often, it is at this moment that she becomes more confident. , the mind is also clear and bursts with extraordinary potential.

Turns out this is what adventure feels like.

However, the monster chased him very quickly, and Freya only ran a few steps and looked back to see that the monster was close at hand. This speed was beyond her imagination. She was a little anxious. She was determined to move forward, but she had to take care of the ambush of the Pale Sons around her. And just as she was distracted, a Pale Son rushed towards her and hit her on the back shoulder. From Silver and Gold The difference in strength made her feel as if she had been hit head-on by a dragon. She jumped out and rolled several times and fell into the snow. The battle flag in her hand also flew several meters away.

"Woo!" Freya groaned. Before she could take into account the pain all over her body, she heard the footsteps of the monster behind her. She quickly got up and rushed over to pick up her battle flag, but the pale son rushed towards her. As if reluctant to let go, he circled behind and followed him again.

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Freya's light brown eyes darkened slightly, she took a deep breath and deliberately slowed down her pace. As expected, the giant wolf seized the opportunity and pounced with a low roar. However, this was the moment she was waiting for. She stepped aside slightly and passed by the Son of Pale. The vortex caused by the giant wolf's sharp claws almost hurt Freya's cheek, and even made a few thin cuts to ooze out blood, but the girl didn't care much. The moment the giant wolf crossed arms with her, she exerted all her strength. With one leap, he pounced on the opponent's broad back.

The pale son immediately felt something strange, roared and swung his back, trying to throw Freya off. But Freya waited so hard for this opportunity, how could she let it go as she wished. She held the flagpole with one hand and strangled the monster's neck tightly, and grabbed the pale son's long silver mane with one hand. She was still swinging her body manically and restlessly, just sticking to the other's back. at every turn.

In anger, the Pale Son let out a low howl and then ran wildly, as if he wanted to knock Freya off her back with the help of the bumps. However it ran away. But he followed the girl's wishes. Although the pale son only had a strength level ranging from gold elementary to gold middle level, which was far inferior to that silver monster, although the strength level determines the physical quality on the one hand, in some aspects But it's not an absolute difference.

Just like an ordinary adult human being cannot outrun an ordinary gray wolf, or the difference between a wizard and a warrior at the same level of strength, this has nothing to do with the level of strength, it is purely a difference caused by emphasis.

The Pale Son is similar to the silver monster. The silver monster is good at melee combat and can cast illusions and many other spells. With excellent strength and dexterity, he is obviously an all-round warrior, and although the four-legged canine like the Pale Son is a dusk species, it still maintains some basic abilities of the beast, and speed is one of them.

Freya doesn't know so much 'knowledge'. If Brando were here, he might be able to analyze it clearly for her. But for a country girl like her who came from the countryside of Butchi and had barely received a period of intensive training. Just understand that this giant wolf can run faster than her.

This is enough.

In the wind and lightning, Freya was almost unable to open her eyes, the hair on her forehead was pulled wildly in front of her eyes, and her eyes seemed to contain tears, which could not stop flowing in the strong wind; So she simply closed her eyes and clutched the Pale Son's mane tightly. This fierce monster became more and more restless. When it was running wild, its limbs were almost off the ground. When the bumps were severe, she almost wanted to cough loudly every time she collided with the breastplate. Several times, she almost lost her grip on the quilt. Throwed away.

But luckily she took the time to look back. The silver monster has been left far behind, although she is a little strange why it hates her so much,

Even so, he still has to hang far behind him.

It seemed to have said something like 'Goddess of War'. Freya also remembered that Brando seemed to have said the same thing to her, but there was no war goddess in Warnd at all, whether it was Cruz or Among the gods respected by the Eruin people and even the wind elves, only the War Dragon exists.

But she soon had no time to think about these details. The pale son had already led her across most of the battlefield, and was about to reach the bottom of the valley. Like a gust of wind, one of them and one wolf passed through several people who were fighting other giant wolves. In the position, Freya narrowed her eyes and barely looked forward under the strong wind.

Ahead is the bottom of this glacier canyon.

She suddenly gritted her teeth, holding the silver mane of the giant wolf tightly with one hand, and finally let go of its neck with the other hand. When passing through a piece of soft snow, Freya gritted her teeth and pushed the battle flag to the ground. Previous insert.

"Knights, come closer to me!"

Freya's shouts surrounded the mountains, and the battle flag stood firmly at the bottom of the valley. However, surrounded by wolves on the battlefield, it was impossible to see what was under the battle flag; at the same time, the battle flag was The moment the flag was lowered, the Son of Pale had already carried the girl from the Butchi countryside into a narrow glacier crevice. Freya subconsciously wanted to touch the horn tied around her waist. She was afraid that her shouting would not be able to Others heard it, but it was at this moment that the Pale Son shook her head suddenly, and the horn flew out spinning directly from her hand.

"Ah" Freya was almost stunned. It was a token of the Folding Sword Knights. Little Pello and the others had repeatedly told her to keep it safe. Unexpectedly, she accidentally lost it at this time. She looked at it dumbfounded. The horn flew out and hit a piece of ice and broke into several pieces. Not to mention how frustrated I was.

"You disgusting beast!" The girl couldn't help but yelled anxiously.

But the giant wolf was even more dissatisfied than she was now. No one would be happy when a little mouse was lying on its head and it ran for several miles without getting rid of it. At this time, it finally felt that it was on its back. The woman loosened her hand a little, and it suddenly stopped from galloping. At the same time, the whole body was thrown to the side, from extreme movement to extreme stillness. The huge power generated by the instantaneous change of state was almost completely reflected in Freya. body.

Before she could finish her sentence, she was lifted off the Pale Son's back by inertia. Freya didn't foresee this change at all at that moment. When she felt herself rising into the sky, her heart almost jumped out of her throat. But even under such circumstances, the girl's mind was still clear, and she still didn't let go of her left hand, tightly holding on to the silver mane of the Son of Pale.

Although for a moment she almost felt like her hand was going to break. But in the end, this move saved her life. She pulled her mane and flew around in the air, and then landed heavily on the back of the Pale Son. The impact of the landing made her burst into tears.

Even the Son of Pale couldn't help but snorted in a low voice. It was obvious that he was not feeling well this time. Of course, the voice was more anxious and restless. The little mouse on his head seemed to be stuck to it. I can't get down either.

After running for several miles, the monster was also out of breath. It's like inheriting the common features of this type of beast, full of explosive power, but lacking the necessary endurance. It had to slow down and even had a tendency to roll on the ground, trying to see if it could get Freya off its back.

But Freya was so tortured by it, how could she possibly slow it down at this time? This monster just showed signs of rolling to one side, and she was shocked. As if he was blessed, he subconsciously pulled out a dagger from his boot with his hand, and stabbed the pale son in the buttocks with the dagger.

It's a completely subconscious move. It comes from several special methods of stimulating war horses learned in riding classes. Although war horses are the closest partners of cavalry, on the battlefield, under various needs, especially without spurs, all knights must learn Some special tricks.

It can be said that Freya learns and uses it flexibly. He directly used it on the pale son who was sitting down, and this move worked as expected. The giant wolf almost let out a cry. This long howl was full of unwillingness and anger, but it was in pain. As expected, it took another step, as if trying to escape the terrifying woman on its back, and ran forward wildly.

As soon as the giant wolf started running wildly, Freya immediately started to press her chest against her back. The little girl couldn't help but feel filled with pain, and she didn't know if she was doing it herself.

This run lasted for a long time. Freya, who was on the back of the wolf, felt that the scenery around her was flowing backwards rapidly, getting faster and faster. Finally, the ice walls on both sides were almost connected as they receded, as if Like a light blue light curtain.

She was simply amazed. She didn't expect these terrifying monsters to be so fast. No wonder they could be tracked easily in the forest. You must know that most of the knights of the Broken Sword Knights have the strength in the golden field. Ordinary people should not say that. Tracking, even keeping up with such a group of people is difficult.

When she was sighing like this, suddenly, the vision ahead was empty. After the glacier crack, there was an open valley. The cliffs stretched on both sides of the valley bottom, and the rock walls were covered with thick ice and snow.

It was at this time that Freya suddenly felt the giant wolf under her dwarfed, and fell to its knees in the snow. After losing its center of gravity, it rolled forward and flew out, and behind the Pale Son Naturally, the young girl knight was not immune. This time, the silver wolf's mane that had always brought her good luck could not save her. After Freya spun around in the air for several times, she finally screamed and flew out, hitting her head first. Into the snowdrift.

"Ah" the girl suddenly let out a cry of pain.

After a long while, she crawled out from under the snowdrift in a daze. She lay on the ground, barely able to stand up, and it felt as if her whole body was falling apart.

Looking back on the experience of the previous moment, she was really scared. She never dreamed that she would have such an experience one day. It was really crazy. Freya herself didn't know how she made this decision at that time, it seemed like she was not rational.

'If this continues, I will become just like that guy...'

She gritted her teeth and persisted in sitting up from the snow. She glanced subconsciously into the canyon and saw the silver human-shaped shadow in the distance, approaching rapidly in this direction.

Freya couldn't help but be slightly startled. She didn't expect that guy was still chasing her. How much resentment there was. She looked at the pale son who fell on the ground again. He had completely lost his voice. She thought he died suddenly because he ran for too long.

"Ah, how could this happen..."

She was taken aback. She probably didn't expect that she would actually kill a pale son like this. If she was still in Buqi, she would definitely be the bragging rights of those guys. But now it was nothing. She gritted her teeth and stood up. When she was still on the back of the giant wolf, she wanted to kill him with a sword, but now that the temporary mount was dead, she became a little worried again.

The monster was about to arrive, and it was impossible for her to outrun him. She looked around and must think of a way as soon as possible.

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