Ashen Dragon-Chapter 652 - 71 Enslaved Frost Giants_3

Chapter 652: 71 Enslaved Frost Giants_3

Chapter 652: 71 Enslaved Frost Giants_3

“The downfall of the Empire—begins with you!”

This Frost Giant, with full confidence in Everfrost’s strength, refused to back down. He faced a hail of bullets and raised the boulder in his hands, charging at the Great Goblin Supervisor.

His sole purpose was one—to crush this damned overseer into pulp!

Faced with the ferocious Frost Giant, the Great Goblin wasn’t the slightest bit afraid. Instead, he laughed mockingly and even opened his arms wide:

“Truly foolish, despicable beasts, you do not understand the greatness of the Empire! Nor do you understand His Majesty Cassius’s power!

Hahaha, come on, kill me! I am a First-Class Citizen of the Empire! After you kill me, all nearby Frost Giants will have to die with me!”

Hearing the Great Goblin Supervisor’s taunts, Aragon felt an unprecedented rage. He panted heavily, his pale blue eyes filled with fury.

The Frost Giant lifted the boulder high, using all his strength to smash it down on the detestable Great Goblin Supervisor.

Just at that moment, a loud Dragon’s Roar was heard.

“Roar—”

The Frost Giant suddenly felt an indescribable pressure, his body trembling, his actions unwillingly ceasing—could it be that the Emperor of the Crimson Dragon had arrived?

However, the Great Goblin sneered and continued his merciless mockery: “Hehe, it’s the Red Scale Conqueror, looks like your rebellion is about to end here.”

The boulder fell from his hands, and the Frost Giant struggled to lift his head. He saw a Bipedal Wyvern spreading its wings, roaring with its wide maw as it dived towards him.

And on the back of that Wyvern was a knight clad in heavy armor, clenching a spear.

—That was the Dragon’s Roar Charge, the most common offensive tactic used by the Red Scale Conquerors.

Looking up at the diving Wyvern Knight and feeling the Dragon’s Might, Aragon clenched his teeth and thought:

These kin of the Red Dragon can’t hurt me; I am a Totem Warrior protected by ancestral power, the hope of the Everfrost Tribe!

The Frost Giant tensed all the muscles in his body, his mind highly focused, ready to smash the Wyvern alongside the Red Forest Conqueror as soon as they charged.

But at that moment, another even more powerful and incomprehensible force descended, weighing down on the Frost Giant’s shoulders.

Aragon’s totem instantly dimmed, the ice armor covering his body also shattered abruptly, turning into fine powder.

The Frost Giant’s eyes widened, his mouth agape, his face filled with disbelief, he couldn’t help but mutter to himself: “No, this is impossible… this is the power of our ancestors…”

“Thwack—”

Without protection, the spear effortlessly tore through the blue skin, piercing the thick chest of the Frost Giant, and the blood-stained spear tip emerged from his back.

“Dang, this one’s like a mini boss, the Challenge Level is almost at 10, in normal circumstances, this would’ve required a whole team to fight a tough battle!

Tsk tsk, this ‘Dragon Blood Viscount – Sealing’ is so effective, it even cleared all the effects from the Frost Giant’s body, too bad it can only be used here…”

Mantou leaped down from the wyvern’s back, taking off the heavy helmet, browsing the panel information with a face full of surprise.

The Frost Giant, pierced by the spear, knelt before him, without the dignity of a defeated warrior.

This Frost Giant, who proclaims himself the last hope of the Everfrost Tribe and vowed to overthrow the Ashen Empire, died unceremoniously at the hands of a passing player.

And in a foreseeable future, who knows how many Frost Giants will die in the construction of the Empire’s grand blueprint, repaying the sins of the past with their lives.