156: Chapter 156: Fighting with the locals

Naturally, the snow monster wouldn't let someone else's minions of the Yellow Sign be destroyed right in front of it, especially since this one clearly looked like it was here to capture a female.

As it slowly dissipated, the residents of the city angrily turned their gazes over.

"You bastards!"

The polar bear fur robe on the city lord exploded, ripped apart from the inside by his rapidly expanding body.

Beneath his skin and flesh, his bones emitted dense, crisp cracking sounds. His shoulder blades flipped and protruded outward, and his spine arched into an unnatural curve.

Gray-white cold Qi gushed out from the gaps of every joint, condensing into a layer of ice shell.

His face was no longer that of a human; his cheekbones and jaw were pushed outward from the inside, his facial features stretched blurry and ferocious, his entire body grew several feet taller, and his limbs lengthened to a disproportionate length.

That pair of gray-white eyeballs without a trace of human characteristics turned toward Xie Feng on the viewing platform, the depths of his pupils burning with a cold and fierce red light.

The Shaman knelt on the ground, her bone staff broken into two, and her curled fingers were bending backward into claws at an unnatural angle.

The whole person burst into a mass of thick white cold fog, and within the fog, a giant and twisted humanoid outline could be faintly seen slowly standing up.

The traveling merchants in the square finally reacted, screams and cries blending together. A few whose legs had turned to jelly collapsed on the ground, scooting backward with hands and feet, tripping over the ice shell condensed on the frozen earth, and scrambling to escape toward the edge of the square.

Xie Feng pounded the cold crystal blind staff against the frozen earth.

"I knew it."

"Children of the Wind, the hybrid offspring of Ithaqua and human females. Usually they look like ordinary people, but when enraged, they turn into this appearance. They can manipulate storms, thunderstorms, blizzards, and tornadoes."

Compared to the widely known Deep Ones, the kin of the wind are a rarely known lore; if Xie Feng weren't an old-school enthusiast, he really wouldn't have known.

Ithaqua was restricted by the Old Gods, so He is relatively weak, and offspring born with powerful females can help him achieve a Breakthrough this restriction. Presumably, this is why they targeted the Third Princess, right?

Tu Ziguan stood beside him, having already pulled the detonation rune from his waist.

He looked at the dozens of giant human figures transforming in the center of the square, then looked at the few foreign traveling merchants still collapsed on the viewing platform, cursed an extremely filthy phrase, then gripped the detonation rune in his hand, and turned to Xie Feng.

"Can we start?"

"Bomb the square. You don't need to kill them, just blow it upside down." Xie Feng turned around, facing the back row of the viewing platform, "Your Highness, protect those traveling merchants. Save as many as you can!"

Lu Mingyuan had already logged off, and it was estimated that Ithaqua would be coming over soon. The Great Race of Yith wasn't afraid, but right now there was only one person from the Great Race of Yith, so it's better to leave it for the lunatics to handle.

"Don't let them call Dad, destroy the ritual in the square!"

Xie Feng waved his cold crystal blind staff, and a Spell shot out from it.

Tu Ziguan stood at the edge of the viewing platform, gripping the detonation rune in his palm, looking down at the dozens of giant humanoid creatures struggling out of human shells in the square.

"Since everyone already knows, I won't act out this play anymore! I am the renowned dual-role Advanced agent, code-named Pangolin!"

Xie Feng frowned.

"Tu Wu. Do you think you're very humorous?"

"Not bad!"

Tu Ziguan slammed the detonation rune in his hand downward fiercely.

The six totem poles and a dozen booby traps buried under the square's base detonated at the exact same instant.

High-frequency directional shockwaves churned from the depths of the permafrost layer, and the entire square base was violently overturned from below by an invisible giant hand. Chunks of frozen earth, broken ice, and fragments of broken totem poles were thrown into mid-air, exploding into a dense and chaotic gray-white smoke and dust amidst the fine snow remaining from the blizzard.

Xu Liujing squatted in the last row of the viewing platform, holding his head with both hands: "It's a good thing we didn't hire a guide here. If we had hired a guide, now they'd be leading the whole town's relatives to block us—we'd be dead for sure."

The smoke and dust in the square had just settled, and the Imperial Guards had already drawn their blades and rushed out.

The long sabers drew an extremely bright arc in mid-air, and the imperial secret magic runes on the blades shone dazzlingly in the blizzard.

A dozen Imperial Guards simultaneously dispersed to form a saber array, pinning the few giant humanoid creatures that had just stood back up from the explosion impact firmly to the outer perimeter of the square.

The several thousand people in the city were all Children of the Wind.

In every dome-shaped house, transformed bodies smashed through the frozen earth walls and rushed out. Gray-white cold fog condensed into a thick and dense ice cloud above the entire city-state, and the edge of the ice cloud was pressing toward the direction of the square at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The Barrier of Nak-Titer had already spread out just a moment ago.

This time he narrowed the scope of the barrier, protecting most of the traveling merchants and his own people.

A grayish-green light curtain rose from the edge of the square, climbing upward along those blown-over blocks of frozen earth, forming a barrier in front of the viewing platform.

The giant figures of those Children of the Wind in the square were gradually emerging from the flying gray-white dust and mist. They stood with arched backs on the blasted frozen earth, their gray-white fur covered with fine frost, and their eyes burning with a cold red light. Their numbers were only more than before transformation, and they were continuously gathering from all over the city.

Thousands of small-scale Ithaqua were charging angrily.

Xu Liujing stood up from the back row of the viewing platform, slammed the rune stone carved with full rune circuits in his hand viciously into the frozen earth, and bit his thumb to add a bloody streak on the surface of the rune stone.

The Seal array rose silently from the depths of the square's base, and the dark golden rune circuits spread out layer by layer.

The function of the Seal array was to equally suppress all targets not carrying a token.

Xie Feng and his party had already tucked tokens into their pockets long ago.

The Children of the Wind did not have any tokens issued by the Jiuzhou imperial family on them, so the suppression effect of the Seal array on them was real and solid.

The movements of those giant humanoid creatures in the square slowed down at the exact same instant.

Their giant mouths opened, and low, angry hisses came from their throats, but their originally smooth joint turns became stiff, as if every lift of their hands was tightly dragged by countless invisible chains.

Tu Ziguan mounted the maxim on the edge of the viewing platform, aiming the muzzle at the swarm of Children of the Wind being suppressed by the Seal array in the square. Dark golden whips of light gushed out from the muzzle, sweeping the few giant humanoid creatures in the very front row back repeatedly.

Xie Feng stood at the very center of the barrier, spreading the five fingers of his left hand, and silver-white magical threads gushed out from his fingertips, weaving into a dense and fine net in front of him.

He shouted toward behind him.

"Xu Liujing! How long can your Seal array hold out?"

Xu Liujing's voice came from the back row of the viewing platform, sandwiched between the gunfire of the maxim and the ringing of the Imperial Guards' saber array, panting heavily.

"Brother Xie, can you tell me a night in advance next time! Stop notifying me to set up formations temporarily every time? My rune stones are really running out! Rest assured, as long as the array is here, I am here!"

He added another sentence.

"If the array is gone, I'll go find your ancestors to reason with them."

Xie Feng turned his head and gave a smile.

"Then I won't say much more. Is Your Highness ready?!"

"Start already."

Zhou Jinglan took off the women's clothing on his body, threw away his cloak, and the bright yellow robe on his body began to glow.

Xie Feng slowly began to chant.

Song of Hastur!