Lord: I have built a witch's sanctuary.

Chapter 138 First Battle Against the Frigid Winter

Chapter 137 First Battle Against Winter (Part 2)

The Winter Lord's command struck like a thunderbolt.

"Attack the city with all your might!"

Tens of thousands of monsters let out mournful howls at the same time, like a dark wave, and rushed madly towards the city wall under the protection of the Winter Shield.

Ice Wolf, Frost Beetle, Snow Giant —

A diverse array of monsters trampled over the corpses of their companions, traversing the blood-soaked snowfield, and crashed into the Titan Alloy-forged city wall in an almost frenzied manner.

The 120 Witch Towers on the city wall are still firing incessantly.

Lightning tore through the snow, cannonballs exploded into a sea of ​​fire, and thorny vines sprouted from the ground, binding the monster's legs. Ripples of misfortune caused the charging ranks to be trampled and thrown into chaos.

However, the Winter Shield still covered the monster army, blocking most of the attacks from the fourth-tier Witch Tower.

Only a few attacks managed to penetrate the gaps at the edge of the shield, killing some low-level monsters near the edge.

A drop in the ocean.

The advance of the monster army visibly accelerated.

Catherine's Storm Tower, spanning 100 meters, 80 meters, and 50 meters, relentlessly unleashed lightning. Each volley of lightning caused countless cracks to appear on the surface of the shield, but those cracks were always repaired by the Winter Lord's inexhaustible magic in the next second.

"The shield is weakening!" Catherine said in a deep voice, "but not fast enough. At the current rate of depletion, by the time we break this shield, the monster army will already be at the foot of the city walls."

Lorraine did not respond.

His gaze pierced through the swirling snowflakes, past the icy blue shield, and landed on the back of the frost behemoth behind it.

The Winter Lord had risen from the back of the behemoth, his massive body appearing and disappearing in the blizzard, following the demon army step by step toward the city walls.

He's not in a hurry.

He is waiting.

The cannon fodder will take him to the city wall.

The vanguard of the 40-meter, 20-meter, and 10-meter-tall monster army has already crashed into the city wall.

The ice wolf frantically clawed at the surface of the Titan alloy, producing a piercing metallic scraping sound.

The snow giant swung its thick fists and slammed them against the city wall. Each punch carried the power of a third-tier warrior, making the wall vibrate.

But the Titan Alloy walls remained completely still.

How could these low-level monsters easily shake a material of the fourth tier?

However, the defenders on the city wall did not breathe a sigh of relief.

Because the Lord of Winter has arrived.

The oppressive force emanating from the depths of winter suddenly surged to a new level, like an invisible mountain descending from the sky, pressing down on the shoulders of everyone on the city wall.

Several militiamen collapsed to the ground, blood seeping from their mouths and noses.

Victor frowned, unleashing his full power as a fourth-tier Grand Knight, creating a protective barrier of battle aura within a radius of several meters, shielding the nearby militia and soldiers.

"Everyone, retreat to the back!" Victor shouted sternly. "All non-high-level professionals, evacuate the city walls!"

The soldiers, as if granted a pardon, scrambled down the stone steps from the city wall.

On the city wall, only Lorraine, the five witches, and Victor remained.

The figure of the Winter Lord emerged from the blizzard.

His figure was much taller than that of an ordinary human, reaching the height of a three-story building. His entire body was covered with a thick layer of ice-blue armor, with sharp, angular ice crystals at his joints that reflected a cold luster in the snow.

His steps were slow and heavy; with each step, the snow beneath his feet would freeze into solid ice, spreading outwards.

Within a three-meter radius around him, a nearly transparent, ice-blue film clung tightly to his body, like a second skin.

A personal shield.

Unlike the Winter Shield that enveloped the army, this close-fitting defense was noticeably more solid and dense because all the energy was concentrated on his body alone.

"Fire."

Lorraine's orders were concise and decisive.

On the city wall, all 120 Witch Towers simultaneously turned around, concentrating all their firepower on the Winter Lord alone.

Twenty-four beams of lightning struck first.

boom!

Blinding lightning exploded on the Winter Lord's personal shield, purple-white arcs of electricity leaping wildly along the ice-blue membrane, crackling and popping.

Immediately afterwards, Ohm's twenty-four magic energy projectiles struck the shield, and the fiery red explosions burst into sparks on the ice-blue membrane.

Olivia's thorny vines sprouted from the ground and wrapped around the legs of the Winter Lord.

—But as soon as the vines touched the surface of the shield, they were frozen solid by the extreme cold, becoming as brittle as thin ice.

Lyra's Tower of Doom emitted a low hum, and invisible ripples spread toward the Winter Lord.

However-

The Winter Lord didn't even stop walking.

He glanced down at the vine fragments frozen solid at his feet, then looked up at the crackling lightning and cannonballs on his personal shield, and a slow grin spread across his face.

There were indeed some tiny cracks on the surface of the shield.

But those cracks were so minute that they didn't even need to be repaired; they were naturally mended by the chill emanating from the Winter Lord himself.

A fourth-tier attack cannot penetrate a fifth-tier personal shield.

"this one?"

The voice of the Winter Lord, laced with blatant mockery, echoed through the blizzard.

He stood less than twenty meters from the city wall, without a single wound on his body, and his personal shield still gleamed with an icy blue light amidst the dense artillery fire.

It seems that all the attacks are merely polishing this shield to a shine.

On the city wall, Ohm's mouth opened into a small "0" shape.

"After all that—it was completely useless?"

Catherine's expression was extremely solemn, her arms crossed over her chest, her fingertips slightly clenched.

Her Storm Tower had fired three volleys in succession, each one hitting Winter Lord's personal shield, but causing no real damage other than creating some fleeting ripples on the surface.

The gap between fourth and fifth order is like an insurmountable chasm.

Beneath the walls of Frostwolf City, the Winter Lord burst into laughter once more.

The laughter was unrestrained, filled with the arrogance and cruelty of a victor.

"Hahaha, Frostwolf City, nothing special!"

"I gave you a chance, young lord."

A mocking light flickered in the Winter Lord's blue eyes. "You didn't seize the chance to surrender, the chance to save your life."

His smile suddenly turned ferocious.

"Then the only outcome will be death."

There was a two-second silence on the city wall.

Then-

"The Lord of Winter"

Lorraine's voice rang out, calm and unhurried.

The Winter Lord raised an eyebrow, waiting for the human lord to utter some desperate pleas for mercy.

You said I didn't seize the opportunity you gave me.

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Lorraine stood behind the battlements, looking down at the massive, ice-blue figure below the city wall, his tone calm, "But now that things have come to this, shouldn't you think about it the other way around?"

"Is it actually because you didn't seize the opportunity?"

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