FATE: Target of Grand Master

Xia Yan and the others watched the Lostbelt wall gradually thinning, quietly waiting for the moment when it would completely merge.

The earth began to tremble slightly, as if a high-speed engine was buried beneath everyone's feet.

Boom!

With a deafening roar like two continents colliding, the whole world trembled violently, and Xia Yan and the others almost lost their balance. Fortunately, the tremor only lasted for a moment.

When everyone looked back towards the Lostbelt Wall, the previously semi-transparent and ambiguous light barrier had disappeared, and before them was another strange world covered in silver frost, yet burning with blue flames.

The landscape of the Nordic Lostbelt was revealed to everyone.

However, contrary to Xia Yan's expectations that a major battle would immediately break out after the two Lostbelts came into contact, the group did not see any large-scale troops in the Norse Lostbelt, which puzzled the five Masters, including Xia Yan.

"Xia Yan, are we going over there?" Craig asked.

"roar--!"

Before Xia Yan could answer, a deep roar reached everyone's ears.

Looking in the direction from which the sound came, they saw three frost giants wielding spears running towards Xia Yan and the others.

"Charge!"

Craig, as the commander-in-chief of all forces, immediately ordered Yaga's troops into battle.

"Ranged units, load! Aim! Fire!"

Zenjubo Sugitani, as the commander of the ranged forces, immediately issued the attack order.

"Melee units should spread out and attack when the enemy is 50 meters away."

Beowulf also took command of the melee forces.

Bang bang bang bang!

After a volley of fire, each of the three frost giants was riddled with dozens of bullet holes.

Boom boom boom!

The three frost giants fell to the ground.

Just as the Yaga were celebrating their victory in their first encounter, the three frost giants actually crawled towards them on all fours.

The frost giants were already enormous, and combined with their bizarre, aberrant appearance, a sense of fear immediately arose in the eyes of the Yaga.

"Melee troops, follow us!"

Beowulf, Martha, Sigurd, and Brunhilde were the first to rush forward.

Despite some fear, the 10 days of grueling training greatly improved the Yaga's skills. They immediately drew their swords and charged forward with their respective commanders.

The sounds of fighting, shouts, and the pained cries of the giant and Yaga were all mixed together.

Although the Norse Lostbelt is the weakest Lostbelt besides the Russian Lostbelt, it still maintains an environment where the Age of Gods has not declined, compared to the Russian Lostbelt. Therefore, the mystery of these giants is far greater than that of the Russian Lostbelt. This is manifested in the fact that their individual combat power is far superior to that of the Yaga. Even with the mass-produced swords made by Morgan that target the mysterious characteristics, the Yaga only have the means to harm these giants, without any improvement in their defense.

However, the 10 days of grueling training were not in vain. The Yaga forces, led by four Servants, still managed to defeat three Frost Giants. During this process, the four Servants received orders from their Masters to deliberately hold back their strength and protect the Yaga from death as much as possible, rarely launching any attacks on the giants.

Such opportunities for real combat training are rare, so Craig naturally wanted the Yaga troops to hone their skills. Moreover, such battles would help the Yaga, who had been intimidated by the giants' size, regain their confidence.

Finally, the three frost giants were defeated. After the last giant let out a roar of resentment, the Yaga could no longer contain their excitement and cheered loudly.

Although there were only three enemies this time, and although the outcome of this battle had no impact on the subsequent clashes between the two Lostbelts, it was still their first battle, and the confidence gained from this great victory was unparalleled.

"All troops, listen up! Begin Level II combat readiness immediately, with patrols conducted in three shifts around the clock. Wounded personnel will be transported to the rear for treatment, and lost personnel will be replaced from the reserves."

Although Craig had only commanded small-scale operations with a maximum of a hundred men before, he still handled the Yaga forces, which totaled less than four figures, with ease.

"Scouts, step forward in pairs to scout ahead. The maximum distance is five kilometers. Regardless of whether you find anything, one of you must return to report. The other will stay in place and wait for the main force to fire the signal flare."

Cecilia was also assisting in issuing the orders, and the two worked together very well.

Of course, what the Yaga can do is ultimately limited; the outcome of this battle is still determined by the Master and the Servant.

"I'll go check out the situation up ahead."

The other four initially thought it was risky for Xia Yan to go alone, but after looking at the Servants around Xia Yan, they felt that the real danger might be the guy Xia Yan encountered on the other side, so they all shut up.

Frenata and Villeneuve, unlike Craig and Cecilia, did not need to command troops and wanted to go with Xia Yan, but Xia Yan ultimately declined the offer.

At this point, there was no longer any conflict of interest between him and the four people, so he had no need to use those two as a test.

Although it wasn't that Xia Yan looked down on the two men's strength, he felt that adding them wouldn't significantly increase their overall combat power. Instead, it would increase the risk of their presence being exposed. Moreover, since Xia Yan was investigating alone, much of his personal information wouldn't be leaked to others.

Well, actually, Xia Yan did look down on the strength of these two's Servants.

If we were to rank the four Servants' strength, Craig and Cecilia would definitely be in the top two, Frenitta in third, and Villeneuve in last.

Villeneuve aside, Freynet's Servants, while generally weak, have the advantage of being able to mass-produce troops. If they encounter an accident while on an expedition, all the preparations Xia Yan made for the mechanical army will be wasted.

"While I'm gone, I'll leave the rear to you. If we encounter a large-scale attack, you can contact me using communication magic."

After leaving those words, Xia Yan set off with all his followers.

The three frost giants gave him a strange feeling, but Xia Yan couldn't quite put his finger on what was so strange about them.

In terms of combat strength, the three giants were all at an extremely reasonable level, and their behavior was consistent with the fact that giants prey on humans but are not very intelligent.

Just as Xia Yan and the others crossed the boundary between the two Lostbelts and ventured a considerable distance into the interior of the Nordic Lostbelt, a wave of heat rushed towards them as they flew through the air.

Xia Yan looked down and saw that half of the world of the Nordic Lostbelt had been reduced to scorched earth. The reddish-black land and the silvery-white snow drew a dividing line across the entire Lostbelt.

Although it was very slow, Xia Yan, who was suspended in mid-air, could still see that the dark red scorched earth was gradually encroaching on the silvery white snow, as if there were two forces competing behind the two, and the force behind the snow was gradually losing out to the force behind the scorched earth.