In this place, the ice giant's defense was greatly reduced, and the female shooter finally broke through the defense and found an opportunity.

The snake sect poison continued to enter the body and spread throughout the body under the rapid metabolism of the giant. Milva's arrows kept firing, and the sound of piercing the air continued to sound.

Visible to the naked eye, the ice giant's blackened skin was suddenly covered with a layer of bluish-purple poison.

The flames on the ice giant grew stronger and stronger, and finally reached its peak at a certain moment, as if all the combustibles had burned out, turned into flames, sparks, and then finally extinguished.

The giant screamed, but it was far less energetic than before. It was walking in the mountains, but it was staggering and moving slowly, like an old man in his twilight years, which made people worry that it would fall.

The most important thing is that it has its back turned to everyone at the moment and is ready to escape.

Yennefer and Fetov began to chant spells, and the plant seeds among the frozen rocks suddenly came to life and turned into vines; the wind in the mountains seemed to suddenly have consciousness, turning into giant palms to block the cold.

The ice giant's progress; even the mountain road at the giant's feet began to sag irregularly in an instant and turned into a trap, hindering its progress.

Normally, the ice giant could break free from these restraints in one breath and jump out of the trap with a slight bend of the knees. But at this moment, it could only wail and struggle feebly.

"God God!"

It is still alive.

Lann looked at the ice giant in the trap and said in his heart.

【Not enough, it needs to withstand more damage. 】

A sword suddenly appeared in front of Lan En's eyes. It was so simple that there were no patterns on it, and even the engraved runes were almost covered by the bronze sword body.

It is the "Blade of Tyr" forged by the Todaloch family.

"Use it, Lann." East handed the sword to Lann, "I know you have the Sword of the Lake Lady. That sword does have magical power. But this sword unites all the craftsmen and top experts in the archipelago.

The druid's longsword is specially designed to deal with ice giants."

Lan nodded and took it, and together with his fellow demon hunters, he surrounded the ice giant.

He raised his hands above his head and began to accumulate strength without restraint.

One breath, five breaths, ten breaths, twenty breaths.

The magic of the sorceresses and druids continued, constantly imprisoning the ice giant's body; the demon hunters skillfully used various seals to suppress the occasional resistance of the ice giant, preventing these attacks from disturbing Lan.

kindness.

The runes on Tyr's Blade lit up. It was not as shining as Lan's Sword of the Lake Lady. It was a deeper light. Physical strength, adrenaline, and magic power were condensed on this sword as energy, just waiting.

With that last slash.

Finally, at a certain moment, Lann felt that he could hardly hold the sword in his hand. It seemed as if a force gently pushed him from behind, and the Blade of Tyr in his hand naturally swung out with the swing of his arm.

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The wind in the mountains was violently torn apart, and everyone was looking forward to the sword attentively, but at this moment they closed their eyes in unison, frightened by the power of the sword.

It was as if there was a real giant standing behind Lann and wielding the sword for him. When everyone opened their eyes, they saw that the ice giant had been disemboweled from the shoulders to the abdomen, with an arm-long

The sword cut out a wound large enough to split open the city gate, and the smelly blood surged out like a fountain.

A coffin made of oak escaped the sword and rolled out. Fetov's spell immediately acted on it, causing the oak to stretch out, revealing the unconscious head of the Harold family inside.

…

"god……"

The ice giant didn't even have the strength to scream. It stared confusedly at the blond knight in front of it who had given it a fatal blow, as if it felt that its life, which had lasted for thousands of years, was about to end today.

An illusory figure emerged from the body of the ice giant and condensed into the soul in the painting wearing a gothic black dress. Her body could hardly be solidified anymore. Possessing such a creature would only slow down the opponent.

The action consumes a huge amount of money for her.

"It's over." Alice stood beside Lan. The black magic scimitar had returned to the scabbard behind Lan at some point.

"Thank you, Alice." The soul in the painting turned into bright emerald flames and returned to the scimitar, using the same source of dark magic energy to restore its physical strength.

But Lann still stared at the ice giant intently. For him, this matter was not over yet.

The witchers looked at Lann with confusion, East, Yennefer and Fetov also gathered around.

"what are you up to?"

Lann did not look back, but just smiled and said: "I thought of something more honorable than 'killing the ice giant', which will definitely allow the archipelago to spread our songs for thousands of years."

He watched the ice giant's blood flow out, and watched the other party roar again as if it was coming back to his senses. Then the struggle weakened again, and his eyes were closed tightly until only the last weak breath remained.

"god……"

"My god..."

"hiss……"

The ice giant finally uttered a word other than "god".

Kolgrim nodded and commented: "Now I can finally be sure that he is not just shouting, but has really learned to speak."

East and Fetov looked at each other, and they had a bold guess in their minds.

Lan En stared at the ice giant intently, and finally waited until the other person was about to lose his breath and die, and placed his left hand on the other person's forehead.

This is what he has been preparing for.

Consume a skill point to open a new [Follower] panel.

Follower - contract.

The experience that was about to be full was suddenly emptied as if it wanted to be erased with an eraser. Almost enough energy to support Lann's entire level improvement was invested in the contract.

The snowy mountains suddenly glowed with life. In this place covered by ice, the wounds on the giant's body suddenly seemed to be sprouts moistened by the spring rain and began to grow. The wounds across the body seemed to be forcibly wiped away by a big hand, ice blue.

The skin was infected with burnt black and green-purple. In an instant, the ice giant returned to the way he had just seen everyone.

No, it is even healthier. Its muscles and skin are now more rounded. The traces left by various natural disasters, hunting, and battles over thousands of years on the ice giant have also been erased. If the previous giant was like a piece of

The weather-beaten giant rock in the mountain looks like an ice rock sculpture that has just been completed by the sculptor.

The ice giant suddenly opened his eyes, and with a slight effort his body broke away from the shackles of the druid and sorceress. He jumped slightly and escaped from the trap.

"Zheng Zheng Zheng"

Maybe they knew Lann's ability, but everyone who had just gone through the battle still drew their weapons and assumed a fighting stance under the threat of the ice giant.

But Lann knew that the contract was successful, because when the ice giant landed, he made an obvious kneeling motion to cushion it. This was to avoid hurting the people around him - or in other words, not to hurt Lann.

Under everyone's wary eyes, surrounded by a forest of swords and arrows, the ice giant crawled towards Lan En, lowered his head, and shouted——

——"My God."
Chapter completed!