Chapter 84: The Minotaurs Are Coming

Chapter 84: Chapter 84: The Minotaurs Are Coming

Another training ground.

The icy aura spread, the surrounding temperature was rapidly dropping, and the ground had already formed a thick layer of frost that extended over a hundred meters.

Steve’s body was frozen at the center.

Anna was startled and quickly dispelled the magic.

The cold quickly receded.

As the cold receded.

"Crack!"

A soft sound emerged, the ice on Steve’s body shattered, and he emerged looking disheveled.

"Steve, hahaha, you lost too!"

At this moment, Pelos’s laughing voice sounded, carrying a hint of schadenfreude.

"Pelos!"

Steve’s mouth twitched slightly; his eyes, however, looked with lingering fear at Anna.

In that instant, he didn’t know what happened, he was completely frozen.

If the other party hadn’t quickly dispelled it, his vitality seemed to have been dissipating.

"Not bad!"

"Anna, this ice magic can actually freeze a Great Knight."

Nearby, Thor appeared pleased.

Anna’s strength seemed even more formidable than he imagined, its range spreading over a hundred meters, making the Great Knight, Steve, completely powerless to resist.

"Master!"

Anna felt a bit embarrassed.

Thor smiled and shook his head, then turned his gaze to Steve and Pelos.

"Alright!"

"Steve, Pelos, you prepare yourselves, tomorrow, the three Barons will gather their Knight Orders here, you must integrate them well!"

"Also, Steve, have you prepared what I asked you to?"

His words carried a sense of seriousness.

"Yes!"

"Everything is ready, the west side of the Maine River Valley can be opened at any time."

"Additionally, all the molten fire oil has been installed."

The two quickly responded, and then Steve solemnly spoke.

"Good!"

"Remember, I hope there won’t be any accidents this time."

Thor nodded with satisfaction.

Knowing that the Minotaurs were about to invade, Thor naturally made some preparations.

Such as selecting an appropriate battlefield.

Also, maximizing his advantages was the best way to handle this crisis.

"Yes!"

Steve and Pelos quickly responded.

Then Thor began the final deployments.

And the arrangement of personnel.

The day passed quickly.

The next day.

Baron Pape Lawrence, Baron Valmy, and Baron Gladon’s knights gathered as promised.

The numbers were greater than Thor had imagined.

Baron Pape Lawrence brought thirteen Official Knights, over seventy Apprentice Knights, and over three hundred Preparatory Knights, while Baron Valmy had seven Official Knights, over thirty Apprentice Knights, and two hundred Preparatory Knights; Baron Gladon had five Official Knights, over twenty Apprentice Knights, and over three hundred Preparatory Knights.

Clearly, the three Barons had hidden quite a bit of their power before.

Now, to deal with this crisis, they had fully mobilized.

Of course, not only the strength of the three Barons was gathered.

Rajos Assad, along with the two remaining Pioneer Lords, also brought some people.

In the meantime, Rajos had developed a considerable force, and the two remaining Pioneer Lords also held significant strength.

The Eagle Territory’s Official Knights now numbered over seventy, Apprentice Knights reached three hundred, and Preparatory Knights fifteen hundred.

In the outside world, such strength was comparable to some powerful Viscounts.

In the entire Northern Province, besides Marquis Reman and those top Pioneer Lords, the power was almost the strongest, capable of sweeping through most of the Northern Province.

Yet even so, the three Barons were somewhat apprehensive.

Especially when they gathered, they found almost all other Pioneer Lords had fled, leaving only two families; their hearts became even more tense.

In the original plan, the whole power of the Maine River Valley was supposed to be united; though only a few Pioneer Lords had fled, collectively, it was a significant loss of power, making them anxious and worried.

But they’ve reached a point where they have no other choices left...

Because today, the Minotaur Tribe was only twenty or thirty miles away from the Maine River Valley, and would arrive by tomorrow morning at the latest.

They couldn’t flee in time.

Moreover, with so many knights gathered, even if they wanted to leave, Thor wouldn’t allow it.

"Those damned bastards actually ran!"

"Do they think escaping will save them from trouble? Losing their territory and unable to pay atonement fees, they’ll just wait for the kingdom’s sanctions!"

Baron Gladon couldn’t help but curse in anger.

"Right now, what we need to consider isn’t that, but how to respond. Let’s hope Thor has a plan!"

Pape Lawrence sighed, his expression also carrying a trace of worry.

"Indeed!"

Baron Valmy nodded in agreement.

At this moment, they were filled with tension and concern.

The only hope rested with Thor and the Eagle Territory.

Time slowly passed.

And amidst their tension, and Eagle Territory’s preparations,

thirty miles away.

Thousands of Minotaurs gathered, rapidly advancing towards the Maine River Valley.

"God of Titans protect us, we are finally going to arrive!"

On the mountain peaks, looking into the distant, hazy horizon, a towering Minotaur spoke with fervor.

"Chief, once we cross the Maine River Valley ahead, we’ll be there!"

"There are many human territories, allowing our children to produce more descendants."

An elderly Minotaur spoke excitedly, looking at the icy world ahead with equal fervor.

There lay the gifts left by their God of Titans.

If they could obtain them, their Minotaur race would become as powerful as the Behemoth.

The allure of such an outcome was immense.

Even if it meant risking danger, they were determined to cross the human territories.

Despite appearing smooth on this journey.

It was merely because the human strongmen were too occupied to deal with them, not because they couldn’t.

If time were allocated, not just their whole tribe at present, even in their peak, the tribe would be easily wiped out.

Upon entering human territory, they were shadowed by the threat of destruction.

They needed to pass through as quickly as possible.

At least before these human strongmen freed up.

"Good!"

"Let’s set out more quickly!"

"Remember, we need more descendants; only then can we receive the God of Titans’ gifts."

"The great God of Titans will watch over us."

The Minotaur chief nodded and swiftly issued orders.

And the tribe of thousands of Minotaurs began rapid advancement towards the Maine River Valley.