I kissed the statue at the beginning and I vomited all over the floor

Chapter 111 Hega Frostbeard's Final Battle

In the deepest reaches of the Spine of the World, the Frostbeard clan was once the most powerful clan.

Not only does it have an ancient and long history, but its population is also the largest among all frost giant settlements.

While most frost giant clans could only occupy natural caves as their homes, Frostbeard had already built his own stone houses.

Frostbeard hollowed out nearly a mountain to build the magnificent structure known as the Hall of the Aldmeri.

Most of this ancestral hall is hidden within the mountain wall. It is a sacred place used by the frost giants to store food and hold sacrifices.

Of course, when faced with an enemy invasion, this would become the Frostbeard Clan's last defensive fortress.

Before today, the last function of this hall had never been used.

Hejia saw nearly a hundred sturdy wild giants surrounding the ancestral hall, holding huge stones and the tibias of unknown beasts, and frantically knocking on the closed stone door.

Several frost giants, who were thinner but taller than the wild giants, appeared behind the arrow stacks above the stone gate. They used their innate magic to condense some ice balls three feet away and smashed them heavily into the enemies below.

But this could only slightly cause some trouble to the wild giant's attack.

The group of savage giants that were expanding horizontally, under this huge impact, just fell to the ground with stars in their eyes.

After dozens of breaths, these guys sitting on the ground scratching their heads will stand up again, shouting and knocking on the door.

Hejia knew that if he rushed forward now, it would be impossible to achieve any results.

After all, even if they joined forces with the Frost Giants defending the stone gate, the number of wild giants far outnumbered their own.

But the stone door of the ancestral hall looks very bad and may not last long.

If I can kill a few of them first, maybe there is still a chance of survival.

Thinking of this, Hejia did not hesitate any further.

She rushed forward, holding her ice-blade axe in both hands, and the axe blade plowed a straight groove in the ground.

Without any howling before the battle and without any fancy martial arts, Hejia quietly advanced to the end of the wild giant team.

The ice blade axe drew an ice-blue semicircle from bottom to top, directly cutting off the head of a wild giant.

Then, while the opponent had not yet reacted, he struck out with another powerful blow, knocking a wild giant who had just turned around to the ground.

However, this was the best result this brave female frost giant warrior could achieve.

After all, the wild giants were not unintelligent beasts. They immediately sent out some of their men to surround the lone frost giant.

"You maggots! You filthy savages!

Frostbeard is not a place for you to run wild!"

Hejia swung the giant axe quickly, but the wild giant had already reacted and did not give her more chances.

These wild giants are obviously quite powerful, or in other words, when they are prepared, the melee capabilities of the wild giants are far superior to those of the frost giants.

They used those very primitive-looking weapons in their hands, and every attack required Hejia to use all his strength to resist, which consumed Hejia's strength bit by bit.

After a misfired chop, a huge shin hit Hega's temple hard, causing the delicious-looking female frost giant to have her eyes blackened and lose her balance.

Then more shins and rocks fell.

Hejia didn't know how many heavy blows she had endured. The weapon in her hand had fallen into the snow, and her left arm was twisted in a strange posture.

She could hear the anxious cries of her companions on the stone gate in the distance, but the blood on her forehead had blurred her vision.

Behind the stone gate, there are companions who fought side by side with him, and his grandfather who is known as the most powerful frost giant. If he can kill a few more wild giants and relieve their pressure, then Frostbeard will have a greater chance of surviving this crisis...

Thinking of this, Hejia's eyes, which had already dimmed, became fierce again.

She found the right opportunity, dodged the incoming weapon, and used all her strength to bite the throat of a wild giant.

The attack was very successful, but in return it was met with countless attacks that came crashing down on them like a storm.

Hejia bit his opponent tightly, his mouth full of the taste of blood, he didn't know whether it was his own or those dirty wild giants'.

Is this the end?

Recalling the guy named Owen, one of the frost giants he once hated the most.

Although he had always been looking for trouble with her before, either deliberately making her angry or openly declaring that he wanted to have a little frost giant with her in the future, which made Hega extremely angry;

But the last charge in the frost giant's life was to buy himself and other members of his species a chance to retreat.

And there was Sona, the sister who rushed into the group of ice elemental mutants, slashing wildly to attract the enemy's attention.

In the past, Sona was determined to learn the style of an elf lady, and she would learn to wear eyeliner and long skirts like the elves in the settlement every day. But when she died, she was not even in shape.

Maybe today, it's my turn to do the same thing.

A different kind of emotion surged through Hejia's heart, an emotion she had never experienced in her nearly 100 years of life.

She didn't know what kind of feeling this was. It could be the attachment to life, or it could be the reluctance to not resolve the crisis...

The wild giant that he had bitten was no longer moving.

"Heh...heh...heh..."

Hejia let out a roar from her throat. She no longer had the strength to shout.

This tall frost giant female warrior had her arms hanging limply and her face was covered in blood and scars.

She stood up and looked at the remaining wild giants with her scarlet eyes. The group of savage dwarves actually took a few steps back under the glare of the frost giant.

Then, a tremor like a landslide came from behind Hejia, and the wild giants in front of her, who had already been timid, actually showed expressions of extreme fear.

"Ow—"

A roar that could resonate with the heart sounded behind him, and Hejia used the last of his strength to twist his neck.

A dragon.

It was not one of those white dragons that my grandfather raised that were only as big as frost giants, but a frost dragon.

The huge head was hanging above him, blocking out the dazzling sunlight of the Spine of the World.

Two front limbs covered with ice-blue scales stepped on the snow on his side, each of which was thicker than his waist.

Just lying like this, He Jia felt that the other person was twice as tall as her.

"Ow—"

There was another huge roar, and all the wild giants in front turned their heads, shocked by this huge monster.

"Hejia, my sister, I will take over this battle."

From the mouth of the frost dragon came the voice of the half-giant Bol.