Chapter 240 - Volume 1 Finale - The Queen’s Warrior (Part 1)

Chapter 240: Chapter 222 Volume 1 Finale - The Queen’s Warrior (Part 1)"Ha ha, good! Let us brothers fight side by side once more," Questasa laughed heartily, then joined the fray.

Paxius carried the rigid Lu Hong, fleeing madly with only one goal, to bring his master out of the northern battlefield and safely back to the southern realm.

"Master, why are you so heavy?" he panted after running less than a hundred meters.

Lu Hong’s lips curled into a smile; how could he not be heavy, still under the Heavenly God’s descent? The divine runes activated around him alone weighed hundreds of pounds.

"Put me down, I can’t leave," Lu Hong said solemnly. Sёarch* The Nôvelƒire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

"Don’t, it’s best you retreat with us. We can consider the queen’s remains later. As long as you live, there’s still a chance for everything," Luo Wei followed alongside, clearing the path and fending off the Snow Clan.

"No, today I must take Nono away," Lu Hong said in a low voice, "Put me down!"

"The Great Emperor ordered us to take you away," Paxius charged forward with a stifled hum.

"But I am the master you swore loyalty to!" With the help of Bloodthirst, Lu Hong gradually regained control of his body. As the number of deaths on the battlefield increased, he would recover faster and faster.

With a light press, Lu Hong pushed Paxius to the ground.

Raising his hand to grab, Lu Hong seized a Snow Clan warrior attacking from the flank. With a bang, the unfortunate warrior was crushed by Lu Hong. The blood that flowed out turned into a small blood snake, burrowing into his body.

"Both of you back off, don’t die," Lu Hong glanced at them, turned, and strode away.

"Master!" Luo Wei shouted anxiously from behind, but Lu Hong’s severe gaze stopped her from stepping forward.

"What should we do? You think of something!" Luo Wei hurriedly patted Paxius, but he was still groggy from Lu Hong’s press just now and couldn’t pull himself together.

"Kill!" At that moment, Ximen Shi suddenly appeared behind Lu Hong, stabbing toward his heart with a sharp blade.

"Die!" Lu Hong shouted lowly, his blood and energy forming a fist as large as a sandbag, striking Ximen Shi.

Ximen Shi wasn’t foolish. Unable to succeed, he immediately retreated. He had witnessed Lu Hong’s might; a head-on clash was impossible, not in this lifetime.

After forcing Ximen Shi to retreat, Lu Hong did not pursue him. That person was not his target, nor did he have time to care. Regaining his mobility, Lu Hong fought bloodily in the chaotic battle, the two Blood Holy Swords madly reaping the enemies’ lives. The overwhelming blood energy gathered into a huge blood sphere, hovering above Lu Hong’s head, crucial for breaking through Hanguguan Pass.

The reason the Snow Clan could not conquer Cold Valley for so long was not only because of the powerful Blood Army but also half thanks to Hanguguan Pass’s defenses. This strategic stronghold was fortified by generations of the Xiahe family. The Magic Runes on it were sacred runes brought back by the Xiahe queens of the thirty-fourth generation from ancient ruins deep in the Star Sea. Although damaged, it was extremely sturdy, blocking the Snow Clan for ten thousand years.

Previously, the chance of the Snow Clan breaching Hanguguan Pass would not have exceeded ten percent, had it not been for Nono’s death, which severely impacted the north.

Now, Lu Hong wanted to retrieve Nono’s body, and he must break through the runes in the Snow Clan’s hands to step onto Hanguguan Pass’s walls.

"What to do? What to do?" Bu Sheng stomped anxiously on the wall, looking at Lu Hong’s approaching figure and the destructive blood sphere. Bu Sheng could not think of any solution.

Just then, two teams of sturdy men clad in snow wolf fur emerged from the Snow Clan, advancing to Hanguguan Pass and bowing to Bu Sheng, "Your Majesty, this is Ou Mo paying respects."

"Ou Mo?!" Bu Sheng rejoiced, "You arrived just in time!"

Ou Mo smiled slightly, "The Supreme Poison Master sent a message saying Your Majesty was besieged at Hanguguan Pass, so I came to relieve Your Majesty’s worries."

"Good, good, good!" Bu Sheng clapped continuously, "After this, I will personally bestow land upon your Snow Curse clan, officially acknowledging you as the seventh great clan of the Snow Clan."

Ou Mo was from an ostracized, bizarre family within the Snow Clan. They did not cultivate the mystical powers bestowed by Kefati, their strength entirely drawn from the grievances left by Kefati before their death, which could be considered a curse-related profession.

Ou Mo ascended the walls of Hanguguan Pass, pointing at the ever-closer Lu Hong, and asked, "Your Majesty, is it him?"

"Yes, please, Great Priest Ou Mo, curse this beast and make an unparalleled achievement for the Snow Clan," Bu Sheng desperately hoped for Lu Hong’s death. As long as Lu Hong survived today, without needing further growth, he would become their greatest nightmare.

"Alright." Ou Mo nodded, his clansmen on both sides knelt and murmured silently, uttering unknown incantations.

Ou Mo bit his tongue, dipped his index finger in blood, and pointed it at Lu Hong from afar, chanting continuously.

The curse was strange, not part of the Magic realm. It was one of the few skills that could restrain the Heavenly Descendant professionally.

In the midst of combat, Lu Hong suddenly felt his heart constrict, the surging blood within him stopped abruptly, and a deathly crisis struck his mind.

Cold ice climbed continuously from beneath his feet, encasing him in an instant, transforming him into an ice sculpture.