Man on the ark, forced to become king

A massive halberd, gleaming with a chilling red light, sliced ​​through the darkness and fell like a meteor.

Boom!

The halberd clashed with the saber, and the thin blade naturally broke. The man in the black overcoat crossed his arms in front of him, and the fabric on his sleeves shimmered with a metallic luster, producing a muffled sound like the tolling of a bell.

With a single strike, the halberd plunged diagonally into the frozen earth, and the figure in the black coat was sent flying backward, staggering backward under the immense pressure of the force before barely managing to regain his footing.

"The Emperor's blade."

"It shouldn't have appeared, so why did it come?"

The ground trembled slightly, and a towering figure emerged from the darkness, holding a massive shield in one hand. Wendigo's eyes shone with two crimson points in the night, and a murderous intent as fierce as a storm spread out.

Wendigo, and a pure-blooded Wendigo who possesses ancient witchcraft.

There is only one such person in Ursus today.

Without a second thought, the guards immediately recognized the tall figure.

“I have come to find the daughter of Kosiché, who will inherit the title of Duke.”

Faced with Wendigo's questioning, the center-back calmly answered without the slightest panic.

Behind him, five bodyguards, also dressed in black overcoats and wearing strange masks, appeared, their sabers drawn from their waists.

Six inside guards?

Such a scene would make even patriots, who are used to grand occasions, feel a chill.

Six inner guards... such a force is even enough to conquer a small city!

They operate in the shadows of the empire, representing the emperor's will, and only the emperor can command them.

The emperor will send six imperial guards to this icy plain to search for a duke's daughter.

As a joke, it's not funny.

Bozokasti doesn't believe a single word of such nonsense.

The only explanation is that the Imperial Guards, who were regarded as the emperor's right hands, obeyed orders from outside the emperor's command.

In other words, the empire's blade may no longer be loyal.

This outcome angered Bozokasti even more than Yelena's sudden attack.

“We do not wish to fight you, Captain.”

The guard casually tossed aside the broken sword, his tone sincere.

"You are a legend of the Empire, the strongest spear and the most solid shield of Ursus. Your achievements are evident to all."

“You shouldn’t stay here. Such weak infected people don’t deserve your shelter.”

"Return, Bozokasti, the Empire needs you and your Shieldbearers. On the foundation of the past, we will create new glory, for Ursus."

"roll."

Wendigo's answer was concise; he was angry at the actions of the Internal Guard and even more disappointed with the increasingly corrupt empire.

Even the emperor's blade has begun to obey orders from others. This Ursus is utterly absurd!

"Well, I regret to inform you, but my invitation is valid indefinitely."

"You must know that we will take Koschche's daughter away, and you cannot stop us."

This is a fact, and even someone as powerful as Bozokasti has to admit it.

Six inner guards constitute an extremely powerful force, comparable to a brigade.

Faced with the siege of six inner guards, even he could not escape unscathed; the possibility of him dying here was very high.

Furthermore, the combination of the inner defense is not as simple as one plus one equals two.

Wendigo, who had fought alongside them, knew all too well how terrifying these monsters were.

However, this is not a reason to give up.

Bozokastie has never been afraid of battle, neither in the past nor now.

Even with Originium flowing in his blood, crystals clogging his throat, and Oripathy spreading through his body, his shield remained sturdy, and his halberd remained sharp.

"Yelena, take her away."

The white rabbit received its second request of the evening, and the two requests were almost identical.

The towering figure stood like a mountain, blocking their way. Bozhuokasti pulled out the halberd stuck in the frozen ground, its crimson light shining even brighter.

A massive amount of Originium energy flowed through his body, and bursts of white mist spewed from the gaps in his power armor, which had lost its functionality.

At this moment, Bozokasti is like a volcano awakening from its slumber.

The children are too inexperienced to face someone of the level of the Inner Guard, so the old man has to step up and do something.

The team of six inner guards was comparable to an army, and it was virtually impossible to kill them.

However, it's not impossible to simply leave them here.

There is even a possibility of mutual destruction.

Bozokastie was already prepared to die on the battlefield.

It used to be for Ursus; now it's for the infected.

Chapter 71 Wendigo Stands Tall on the Earth

The arrival of the Inner Guards caused unprecedented chaos in the Reunion camp, and the chaos intensified after Talulah briefly explained what the Inner Guards were.

The strongest enemies the infected, who are at the very bottom of society, have ever encountered are the patrols from Ursus; even ordinary soldiers are enough to fill them with immense fear.

The Imperial Guards were the emperor's direct weapon, capable of single-handedly rivaling the strength of an army. They were on a completely different level from ordinary soldiers, a concept even the most ignorant could understand.

Therefore, they were fearful, panicked, and desperately wanted to escape.

The chaos escalated and became uncontrollable.

Talulah did not hide the presence of the inner guards, but simply watched quietly, her heart sinking to the bottom.

As Yelena said, the current Reunion Movement is indeed a rabble and has no decent fighting power.

However, none of that matters, because once she chose to reveal the truth, she never intended to run away.

What's the point of running away when there's a monster chasing you?

If Mr. Patriot wins, then they won't need to run away; if not, even if they do escape, they'll be caught quickly.

After Yelena forcibly pulled her back, Talulah was ready.

She immediately explained the current situation to everyone and told them that those who wanted to leave could leave now, while those who did not want to leave had to go to the battlefield.

Before this, she had harbored fantasies, but the cruel reality crushed that beautiful hope into pieces.

Talulah gripped her greatsword in one hand and gazed into the distance.

There, the shield guards and yetis, who had been resting in place, had regrouped under Yelena's leadership and were marching towards the battlefield.

No one was unafraid of the presence of the inner guards, yet their convictions outweighed their desire to live.

They marched, they rushed forth.

In comparison, the infected members of the Reunion Movement are far, far behind.

However, Talulah did not blame those people; she simply watched them loot supplies and then flee in panic.

Everyone has the right to choose, and she respects the choices of those infected.

However, disappointment is inevitable.

"Sister Talulah, where...where should we go to fight?"

The innocent voice of a child pulled Talulah back to reality from her depression. Tilting her head, she saw two little boys standing beside her, one holding a worn-out axe tightly in both hands, and the other holding a simple wooden crossbow.

It was clear they were terrified, trembling with fear, barely managing to maintain their composure.

"Ino, Sasha?"

The burning pupils reflected the trembling figures of the two, and the white-haired dragon girl was somewhat taken aback.

These two children were ones she had personally taken in; they were among the few children in the Reunion Movement—in the harsh environment of the frozen tundra, even adults could not guarantee their survival, let alone children.

"You're not planning to leave?"

"Sister Talulah! We're not ungrateful wretches like them!"

The gray-haired boy named Sasha, his face flushed, gripped the axe tightly in both hands and shouted loudly.

"Yes, Lady Talulah, where is Lord Patriot? Let's hurry and go help him!"

"Yeah, I'm not a coward without testicles!"

More and more voices are gradually converging.

It was only then that Talulah realized that a large number of people had gathered behind her without her noticing.

Many of them were dressed in tattered clothes, carried crude tools as weapons, and fear was almost written on their faces.

However, they still gathered together, intending to head to the battlefield.