As Olaf, a man with extrely rich adventure experience, the leeward snow recess he chose at this mont could almost perfectly withstand the frequent blizzards of the Lankote Snowfield.
Even though he was an extraordinary strong person, he was also unwilling to move forward in the blizzard.
After all, resisting the blizzard was also extrely exhausting, and he had just experienced two battles and then hurriedly chased after Raine, who flew in the sky. So even for him, he felt rather fatigued at this mont.
Olaf rested while recalling the cold and glamorous Drow Elf and the mysterious young man he had just t in his mind.
Indeed!
In Olaf’s heart, the label on Raine was ’mysterious’.
On one hand, it was because of Raine’s exaggerated power, and on the other, it was due to his speculation about Raine’s identity.
"Could he be a descendant of the Soladin kingdom’s royal family, or is he the offspring of a duke from the Urein Empire?"
"Otherwise, how could he have a level 9 classes Drow Elf as a female guard?"
"If I wasn’t mistaken, that Drow Elf should be a rare Gloomy Maiden believer, a special class ’Sword Dancer’." Olaf thought, his eyebrow, as thick as a pinky finger, furrowed in thought.
Normally, Olaf’s speculations were not without reason.
Because on the Valzeg Continent, whether it was the Urein Empire, the strongest human force, or a common kingdom like Soladin, nobles loved to recruit beautiful female guards to protect themselves or family mbers.
As for the appearance of female guards, the more beautiful, the better.
And in terms of their race, the more rare, the better!
Obviously, this was no longer just about protection.
After all, it was reasonable to assign female guards for female family mbers, and it could make sense for younger male mbers, but arranging female guards for adult male mbers revealed so impure intentions.
Besides so reasons known to the public, it was more of a symbol and manifestation of power and wealth.
Olaf knew a typical example—the third prince of the Urein Empire had a female dwarf mage of extraordinary level as a personal guard.
Indeed!
A female dwarf mage, no taller than 1.2 ters, yet the third prince of the Urein Empire was already eighteen years old and reportedly strong and tall.
When Olaf first heard about this, surreal images of mismatched sizes imdiately floated in his mind.
’Could this young man be the sa...’
Just as he was thinking this, Olaf suddenly felt a warning in his heart, an instinctive sense of crisis.
Swiftly!
He abruptly looked up at the sky!
In the whistling north wind and the snowy sky as white as large goose feathers, a rapidly descending gray shadow suddenly appeared.
Caught off guard, even as a transcendent, he only had ti to lift his shield to block it.
"Clang!!!"
A sound like a grand bell resounded, accompanied by blinding sparks.
Olaf only felt a trendous force transmitted from his shield-bearing left hand, swiftly transferring to his arm and body, forcing him to imdiately shift his weight down to his legs to counteract, and the hard frozen soil, like tofu, instantly swallowed half of his body.
At the sa ti.
The intense collision caused the shield to vibrate at high frequency, and temporarily, the shield and his left palm entered an unusual state of separation.
To know that for a transcendent level shield warrior, to not be able to hold onto the shield?
This was simply unimaginable.
Yet it really happened right now!
It showed the incredible power of that strike he had borne.
"Smack!"
After the opponent kicked his shield away, Olaf saw clearly that the attacker was indeed that mysterious young man.
"It’s you!"
Olaf slightly opened his mouth, with a complex look of surprise, confusion, and shock directed at Raine, as if saying—
’You actually dare to appear again?’
’How did you find ?’
’How could the power of that hamr just now possibly be so strong?’
...
Yet Raine, opposite him, remained silent and once again swung down a hamr with full force at Olaf, as it sped up by 40% due to advancing to level 4 classes and the ’savage’ buff that was still in effect at this mont.
This hamr, fast as lightning!
Even Olaf, facing this hamr, didn’t have ti to free his body from the frozen soil, and could only imdiately use his sword to block.
"Ding!" A crisp sound, in a hair’s breadth, Olaf deflected it, but his body once again sank several inches downward.
The frozen soil initially buried to his waist now almost reached his chest.
’Vibration wave!’
’Stomp!’
’Earth Binding Spell!’
.....
A series of control moves were executed by Raine, while the hamrs continued to swing like the wind. Although they still couldn’t kill Olaf, they left him temporarily exhausted in defense, rather disheveled.
For instance, although Olaf’s head avoided a direct hamr blow, his helt got scraped, leaving a dent;
Besides being deeply stuck in the frozen soil, his abdon got kicked twice by Raine.
If Olaf could hear Raine’s inner voice at this mont, he would hear a continuous countdown.
"3!"
"2!"
"1!"
As the ti ran out, in Olaf’s astonished gaze, the mysterious young man suddenly decisively turned around, kicked off the ground with his war boots, and instantly dashed into the blizzard.
Raine didn’t retreat directly but rushed towards where redith was located.
At this mont, entering Raine’s view was redith bending over to pick up Olaf’s shield.
The shield had been kicked towards redith earlier.
Although Raine was a bit puzzled about why redith would pick up Olaf’s shield, he didn’t hesitate, imdiately lifted redith into his arms, and once more cast the Flying Spell to soar into the sky.
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