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Chapter 105: The Descendants of Iron Blood

The Death General slowly turned around, and the undead could finally see the deep, smoking sword wound on his abdomen, corroded by purification power.

In contrast, the young boy’s arm was still spurting blood, but now there wasn’t a scratch on him, and he still firmly held onto his twin swords.

The Death General raised his sword again, his stance even more refined than before, this time devoid of any contempt: “Human, what is your name?”

Roy replied indifferently, “Roy Ainbrad.”

“The descendant of Iron Blood, no wonder…”

“I can see that you’ve crossed battlefields far beyond your peers. Your courage rivals that of veterans who’ve fought for ages, and with that special bloodline ability, your achievements in the future will surpass any Iron Blood warrior I know.”

The bravery of a knight was something the Death General had respected long ago when he was still human.

Even now, tainted by demonic energy, his heart, which had long ceased to beat, couldn’t help but be moved.

For a fleeting moment, admiration flashed in the Death General’s gaze, but it was quickly covered by cold killing intent.

“But unfortunately, you won’t have a future.”

“I am one of the Four Monarchs of the Demon Race, the first knight under the Pale Empress Anisas, and the general of the Undead Legion.”

“Today, I grant you death!”

As soon as he finished speaking, the Death General’s aura surged.

A huge, snowy-white figure slowly rose behind him, sending an even colder chill toward Roy than the icy winds.

Under the dim sky, the white mist coalesced into the half-body of a knight, its terrifying might almost shaking the heavens, like ghost fires from the underworld, causing any living being to feel dread.

In the distance, the Golden-Winged Griffin screamed anxiously but could not approach due to the terrifying icy vortex.

Facing this nearly suffocating chill, the black-haired boy finally changed his expression.

“Bloodline awakening?”

No wonder this general could lead the demon advance army; like the demon Diabolus lurking in the Academy City before, this fellow was no ordinary Sequence 5, but a powerhouse standing tall among his peers.

Unlike Diabolus’s hellfire, the elemental awakening was entirely from Fintalon’s own power.

Many mid-tier extraordinary beings might never master bloodline awakening in their entire lives, fully tapping into the original power of their bloodlines. There’s even a saying that elemental awakening is an essential step towards high-tier ranks.

And Fintalon was far stronger than the initial awakening of the Death Knight, far stronger than Diabolus borrowing hellfire!

Leaving aside the Blade of the First King, Roy had no means to counter such a solid form of bloodline awakening!

“This ends here!”

Amidst the thunderous cheers of thousands of undead, the Death General raised a fist.

The undead phantoms in the air followed suit, coming in with a single blow; it was as if the gray sky was falling. Even the bravest knight appeared pitiful and small before a tide full of undead power.

Flames erupted from the black-haired boy, but it couldn’t waver the Death General in the slightest.

No matter what abilities he had, if they weren’t strong enough, they could not resist pure undead power!

However, he never expected the boy did not raise his sword to meet the blow but instead thrust a sword into the ground, turning to give him a provocative smile.

“I said, as long as I’m standing, you will not cross this line.”

Amid screams of support from his subordinates, the Death General’s expression changed drastically.

“You won’t—”

Dragon flames exploded.

Furious flames pierced through the ice, erupting in all directions.

Snow melted instantly, and the ice shattered accordingly.

To the south of Snow Wind Fortress lay a massive icy lake. In autumn and winter, this lake’s solid ice would support thousands of people walking across it.

Unless someone intentionally damaged it to return it to its original state.

Terrifying cracks spread like spider webs, while the undead were still caught up in the delight of their general’s victory, the next second, the ice began to crumble, collapsing, and they fell into the icy water with tragic cries.

Though the Death General’s bloodline phantom had already punched out, swallowing the boy’s figure, it ultimately couldn’t erase the flames that had already surged forth, nor could it stop the ice that had been torn apart.

“Retreat! Retreat…!”

Thousands of troops seemed to sink into a massive quagmire, falling into the lake in droves.

Not to mention saving them, even the Death General’s own ice beneath him began to crack. He jumped up but was a moment too late and still fell into the lake.

From above, the lake resembled a shattered puzzle, with more shallow blue water devouring the undead.

If it were a human army, crashing into the icy lake would likely cause severe casualties.

Only the undead, unafraid of the cold, could still crawl out alive from the water.

However, as the Death General gathered his troops and looked back at the wrecked icy lake, dawn had already arrived.

There was no doubt they had no chance of catching up to Xue Nuo.

As the knight covering their retreat, the boy completed his task perfectly.

The Death General sighed deeply.

“What a pity, I couldn’t find your corpse.”

“Otherwise, converting you to my race would surely add a fierce general to my Demon Race.”

Recalling that moment, the boy’s fearless eyes, as if he didn’t understand what death was, even made the Death General reminisce about his glorious days as a human, profoundly moved by the courage that belonged solely to humanity.

“Rest in peace, Roy Ainbrad. You are truly worthy of the name Iron Blood.”

Meanwhile, in the distant sky.

On the back of the Golden-Winged Griffin, the boy wrapped in a blanket suddenly sneezed.

“Ugh, why do I feel so uncomfortable? Is that guy cursing me?” Roy rubbed his nose, grumbling.

“Big brother, shouldn’t you warm up by the fire first? I’m really afraid you’ll freeze to death!” Cheese couldn’t help but ask.

“No, no, warming by the fire would only tell the enemy I’m still alive, right? Just fly as you wish.”

Facing a Sequence 5 demon powerhouse capable of bloodline awakening and thousands of undead soldiers head-on wasn’t smart, it was practically asking for death.

But dragging them down wasn’t too hard.

One strike from Ashenpurge was enough to blast the entire icy lake, dragging the army down completely.

The only flaw of this method was that he would also fall in.

Unless one was undead or an ice or fire-type extraordinary being able to resist the cold, no matter if they were human or demon, even mid-tier extraordinary beings would lose half their lives if they fell into that frozen lake.

Come on, sure a dip in icy water is okay.

But if you fall in and try to crawl back out in a snowstorm, you’d freeze solid before getting far.

However, with Avoid Chill activated, such life-threatening cold felt no different than just taking a cold water bath.

Honestly, not even as cold as when Xue Nuo’s bloodline was chaotic!

Going one-on-one with the Death General was unforeseen for Roy, but it was a good opportunity to test his depth, so he could find a weakness for the next decisive battle.

[Warning! Progress detected in the Reversal Fate Node! Every choice you make will change your fate, please choose wisely! Keep it up!]

[Current Reversal Fate Node: Snow Wolf]

[Lionheart Reversal Progress]: 30%

[Reward]: Reversal Point +1

Looking toward the outline of the town bathed in morning light, Roy felt a surge of energy.

With the Reversal Fate Node completed, Xue Nuo was free at last.

But it wasn’t enough.

He had to completely change the tragic ending of the silver-haired girl who perished in the snow.

Next step, he needed to take back Snow Wind Fortress.