The breach was blown open, and Anna's figure flickered as she landed among the enemy troops, like a tiger among sheep, slaughtering them on all sides.
The ice blades swirled, slaying many scarecrows. Even the fluffy, soft wolf tail, covered in frost, hurled highly penetrating ice bullets, like a shotgun blast, striking in an area.
This is Anna's self-created trump card; as a born werewolf hunter, she possesses extraordinary talent in combat.
Musou mowing mode activated!
The ice blade whirled out, forcing the attacking scarecrow swordsman to retreat. The late-stage Silver rank combat power was actually countered by the opponent.
Anna's pale red eyes flashed with a cold light. She grabbed a scarecrow with one hand, and her small, snow-white hand pierced through its body like an icicle, spreading frost and freezing the scarecrow in place.
Anna then threw it, and it landed in the middle of the gathered scarecrows, exploding with a bang and splashing out a large cloud of ice mist!
Ice Blast!
Caught off guard, more than a dozen scarecrows were blown away. The poor scarecrows retreated while firing arrows at each other.
Anna pursued relentlessly, her momentum unstoppable, routing the "For the Horde" scarecrows and forcing them to flee in disarray.
With her deadly attacks, her frost armor defenses, and her keen combat talent, she patiently endured the initial disadvantage of being surrounded by hundreds of scarecrows, secretly launching attacks and gradually gaining the upper hand.
"For our tribe, we cannot lose! Salted Fish Thrust!"
A scarecrow seized the opportunity to attack, grabbing a stick and charging upwards, but it exploded into a pile of shards halfway there.
The time has come; the scarecrow puppets have all turned into flowing light and disappeared.
“Very good, Anna, you did a good job.”
On the side, in the audience, a composed legion commander clapped his hands, watching with satisfaction the valiant young woman on the battlefield.
He was tall and muscular, clad in heavy armor designed to enhance strength, and carried a giant sword on his back. His eagle-like eyes revealed a sharp edge.
But when he touched Anna, a hint of undisguised smugness flashed in his eyes.
Tyrant Crocodile, a renowned powerhouse of the Tulip Clan and a confidant of the previous patriarch, once traveled with Francis and rose through the ranks, becoming quite famous in the Chaotic Lands.
At this time, at the request of the city lord, he was to teach Anna melee combat skills as her mentor.
"Mastering the power of frost without needing to chant incantations—such a talent is truly enviable."
The great mage, pale and bloodless, nodded.
He awakened his frost potential and became skilled in ice magic; it was he who taught Anna how to master ice magic.
At first, he thought the city lord had changed his tastes, and that this young girl was obviously deliberately participating in the First Legion's training in order to better attract the city lord's attention.
Therefore, while outwardly agreeing enthusiastically, they inwardly harbored considerable disdain.
In the minds of the Norse, orcs were a race with dirty blood, and they were always looked down upon.
Even the elegant fox spirits, sexy catgirls, and aloof snake women, and other beastmen, are only kept as pets by their masters and are not treated as human beings at all.
But after these days of contact, these top combatants from Titan City discovered Anna's terrifying potential.
Like an iceberg floating on the sea, people only see the surface, but a great terror is hidden in the deep sea.
Once unearthed, it will surely amaze the world.
With her three great talents at her disposal, plus Xiao Han's resource supply (experience fruits, milk, and eggs), Anna's growth rate was incredibly astonishing.
Her power surged like a rocket, and according to the calculations of these experts, her combat strength was no less than that of a third-generation human limit user. For a short period of time, she was not afraid of group attacks, and her mid-level magic was as easy as casting fireballs.
"We've both seen Anna's rapid progress; let's report that to the city lord truthfully."
Black Rock, who had been resting with his eyes closed, opened them and made a suggestion.
"Indeed, the city lord has a keen eye, and Anna's talent is even more terrifying than I imagined."
The great mage nodded, satisfied.
By this time, he had already taken Anna as his apprentice.
Although he still cared a little about his lowly status as a werewolf, his remarkable rate of progress was enough to erase that flaw.
After all, the city lord seems to be a fox-person, but he is very powerful. He has embarked on the Golden Road and set up a lightning tribulation battlefield to defeat the allied forces.
Might makes right, so they'll even accept anyone as their father!
Not to mention, the reward for teaching is generous; it's a fine piece of equipment—the Ice Crystal Staff—stolen from a powerful figure in the wasteland by the city lord.
"Well, we can't teach her anything more now. If she wants to improve further, she can only go to the battlefield and face a life-or-death breakthrough."
"I am crocodile," Ba E commented. "The werewolf girl in front of me has removed her frost armor. Her long hair, which was tied with silk in a single ponytail, is now loose, and a faint smile is on her face."
Her blonde hair cascaded down her back, her eyes sparkled like autumn waves, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her delicate pink lips were pursed in a gentle smile.
She has a radiant smile and is a delicate and lovely beauty with amazing potential. She is also a rough gem that has been carefully polished by masters.
"Teacher, I did it!"
Anna couldn't contain her excitement, because every little bit of progress and every step she took was for that towering figure.
Only in this way can I get a little closer to him.
Upon hearing this, the powerful figures smiled, though there was even a hint of bitterness in their expressions.
She learns it after just one lesson, maybe two at most, and her progress is incredibly fast. As her teacher, I have a strange, wonderful feeling of effortless success.
It's like going to the grasslands to herd sheep. The sheep not only learn to eat grass on time, but also come home on time, leaving the shepherd completely bewildered.
"Sir, is it...our turn?"
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