‘Woooo…’

‘KaKaKa…’

‘wala Ulala…’

A group of White Walkers, who were shaking their teeth and claws, rusty axes, broken blades, broken swords, blood-stained maces and other weapons, shouted various syllables of unknown significance, or their mouths that could not make any sounds were just opened and closed in vain, making some slight impact sounds, but the attack in their hands was not slow at all, and they also cut at the two humans rushing towards them on the snowy road, with the attitude of not giving up until they cut these two living people to death!

However, before their attacks fell on the tall living person in charge, the other party suddenly accelerated and rushed over.

"Get out!"

A fatal blow!!

A few undead zombies and skeletons, such low-level monsters, obviously cannot stop Garen from any!

So, a golden light flashed on the blade of the long knight sword that had begun to have a gap in his hand. The sword light swept across the sword in a gorgeous posture. Then, it easily cut the several White Walkers who blocked the road into two sections, and made it fall to the ground wail because the holy light corrodes the wound and die soon. It can no longer continue to move and resist like being cut by ordinary weapons.

However……

Those White Walkers, they are so many...

More monsters appeared in the distance, and the shadows and vague footsteps were extremely conspicuous in this white snowfield!

“!!”

"Quick! Arya, keep up!!"

With just one sword, after killing the overestimating White Walkers blocking the road, Garen didn't bother to check the surrounding situation, but just pulled Arya, whose physical strength had gradually reached its limit, and wanted to drag the other party away from this dangerous area first.

Now, even himself is almost unable to walk...

But in order to survive, he had to cheer up again and tried his best to call for the response of Demacia's power of justice, constantly squeezing his physical strength and potential so that he could live away from this increasingly dangerous snowfield!

To be honest, this is the first time Garen feels that in such a primitive and ignorant backward planet, it is so dangerous!

Before, after being suddenly attacked by the White Walker Dragon that was swooping and breathing, he and Arya were lucky enough to survive the blue White Walker Dragon Fire with their courage. Not long after they continued to run south, they were caught up by these scattered White Walkers!

So, a small-scale battle like the current one, which took them half a day to barely get here. It is still a long way from Winterfell, and it will definitely not be able to reach the safe area before dark.

Of course, it is very likely that they will never be able to reach Winterfell again...

Because more and more White Walkers, those monsters with bloodthirsty light flashing in their eyes, were approaching them from all directions.

And what is certain is: there are more and more in the north...

Those monsters not only have special abilities, but also have the kind of White Walker dragon that can fly and blew fire, the huge giants, a large number of ordinary White Walkers, the powerful death knights outside, etc. Especially the White Walker Legion that was attacking the sky in the north, in the case of individual combat, Garen felt that even if he left behind a team of fully armed Marines, he might be overwhelmed by the enemy, right?

Anyway, he now has no hope for whether Winterfell can hold on! Even if there is no targeted way to fight against those White Walkers, he even feels that the Westeros and even the planet are beyond salvation!

In terms of the grassroots force and development speed, those White Walkers are no worse than the natural disasters they encountered in the Stantamme dungeon that would infect living people.

“…”

"You, you'd better leave me alone...I...I really have no strength anymore, I can't walk..."

"You...you go first by yourself, use your power of justice to fight out, they will definitely not stop you..."

After sitting dejectedly on a rock beside the road, Arya broke away from the other party's hand.

Because, now she clearly felt that she herself seemed to have a terrible phenomenon of temperature loss...

At this moment, she only felt her whole body start to feel chills from the inside out, trembling, and shiver unconsciously, her eyes became confused, unable to concentrate, and could not distinguish the direction... Also, her heartbeats were sometimes fast and sometimes slow, and even breathing became difficult, her throat was sometimes burning, sometimes cold, like a needle prick, etc.

Obviously, this symptom is a sign that she was about to be frozen to death! So, Arya knew that she might not be able to escape!

Although she grew up in the northern border and had long been used to this cold climate... but she has not eaten or drunk for almost a day now. In addition, the cold winds that are colder outside than before, the exhaustion of running and fighting with the enemy, and the energy consumed by a lot of energy... In this harsh environment, it is already considered talented that Arya can persist without eating or drinking until now.

“…”

Feeling that the short-legged girl's vitality was gradually weakening, Galen opened her mouth and exhaled a breath of white breath, and only sighed heavily.

Because he had no particularly good way. The strength in his body, whether it was physical strength or the power of Demacia's justice, was now on the verge of exhaustion...

For him, a battle like today is full of close combat, and he has not eaten and drunk water in time all day, and has no advanced equipment and armor to assist him. The burden is also a little too high for him. After all, no Marine has ever dared to go to the battlefield to fight the enemy without wearing cmc armor!

I am afraid……

Only those who are good at melee combat can fully adapt to this kind of battle, right?

but……

Even if he really wants to leave Arya and fight out alone now, it may not work!

Because at this moment, more White Walkers were beginning to surround them from all directions, and the number might be at least a few thousand, so many!

"Okay, even if I want to run, I can't run anymore!"

Looking at the White Walkers who were moving and running faster than the two of them in the snow because of their weight, and watching the skeletons and zombies gradually approaching, Garen could only smile bitterly, throwing down the knight sword in his hand that was not only a little curled blade, but also a large and small gap, allowing it to penetrate directly into the snow, and then stood aside Arya with a little depressed look, not knowing what to say.

I never expected it...

He Garen, the five-star general of the Kopru Star Region, was wise in his life, but he would eventually be drowned by those weak scumbags using human-sea tactics on such a primitive and backward planet?

It is conceivable that he will definitely be the first general to die the worst in federal history, no doubt about it!

Sure enough, the sentence written in the Federal Marine Corps Training Manual: "Never learn the individualism of the Star Spirit to fight, nor do you learn the brainless charge of the insects. Always unite and rely on the collective and rely on the power of technology to defeat the enemy!" It is not completely unreasonable.

Look at now, even if he is as strong as Garen, even if he is so powerful that he can shoot down a mothership of the Star Spirit with bare hands... However, without weapons and equipment and the help of the trustworthy Marines, he is just a creature with a stronger combat power... so that the primitive species on this Westeros can almost easily siege and trap themselves to death.

“Alia…”

"We may really die this time, and the power in my body is almost gone. Are you afraid?"

As he imitated the other party, he sat on the cold rock in vain and pulled his feet out of the thick snow. After Galen asked while looking at the undead and white-headed ghosts stalking around him like a self-deprecating, looking at the little girl Arya's round face that was red and purple by the ice and snow.

This time, they may really die here...

He, Galen's dignified five-star federal general, was completely defeated this time! Moreover, he was the kind of person who was dead and no one knew about it, and even had a tombstone?

so……

If he was lucky enough to survive and could contact the Star Zone, he swore: he would definitely bring a battleship to give the White Walkers on the Westeros continent a good look!

It is also possible that you might as well just get a few tactical fusion bombs and grow mushrooms here in the northern border of Westeros?

Or, you can borrow 300 million or more bugs from the Zerg lords to compete with those damn White Walkers whose people are more?

Of course, this premise is that Garen can survive and return to the star zone!

otherwise……

Everything is over!!

“…”

"Mr. Galen, I'm not afraid of death... I was a faceless person, and I've long since I took my own life and other people's lives!"

"I just..."

"I don't want to become as ugly as them after I die..."

Yes, Arya is really not afraid of death, just like she doesn't take other people's lives seriously, and taking revenge directly poisons and kills hundreds of people! She is not the kind of lady from a delicate big family. She is a devil who kills people without blinking, and a real faceless person!

She is not afraid of killing people, nor is she afraid of being killed...

However, she was afraid that after she died, she would become the White Walkers who were slowly surrounding them in the distance, become one of them, and then go south to attack Winterfell, attack her sister Sansa, and attack the land she grew up in!

Besides that, she was fearless...

"ha!"

"Will we become that kind of undead?"

Looking at the undead white ghosts who had arrived two hundred meters away in the distance, Garen thought about it, and finally stood up again, bent down and pulled up the long-destroyed knight sword, injecting all his last power into the sword, making it emit a powerful and dazzling golden light.

That's right,

He Garen did not intend to sit and wait for death, because he was a five-star general in the Commonwealth of the Heroes of the Kopru Star Zone, a glorious Marine, and a fearless warrior!

As a warrior, he will never be able to stand by the enemy or close his eyes and wait for death. He will try his best to die in the battle against the enemy!

“…”

Justice is with me!

The enemy, the White Walkers, won’t give him too much time to think, or give them enough time to pray before death like some bloody TV series and movies?

No, the enemy won't give them any extra time.

Now, they were pounced on fiercely, and one of them ran the fastest, and had even run not far from Galen.

"Life is endless, battle is endless!"

After shouting a slogan at the end, Galen did not retreat but advanced, and roared directly, using his last power, causing the sword to tremble and emit a dazzling golden light, he suddenly moved forward and cut the undead who had run the fastest and rushed to him with his sword.

At the same time, it may be that the force was too strong, or the quality of the sword was not up to standard and had reached its limit? Anyway, when Garen split the skeleton in half with one sword and completely killed it with his last Demacia's righteous power, his weapon also broke down, and broke directly from the hilt of the sword about three fingers wide, leaving only a half-bad hilt and a small broken blade...

Then,

Countless monsters were getting closer and closer, and the stench and ferocious faces on their bodies that could not be blocked by even the cold were becoming clearer and clearer...

"Come on, I'm ready..."

Garen, who threw away the hilt of the sword and clenched his fists, was ready to meet his last fate.
To be continued...