In just three days.

The Barbarian tribes of the Far North gathered outside the fortress.

Inside the main tent of the camp.

Sura wore a blood-colored priest robe, holding a Blood Fang Necklace in her hand, meditating with closed eyes.

She was the High Priest of the Barbarian Race in the Far North, and also labeled a Devil Believer, a Demon henchman by the Church.

But she didn't care about that.

Be it Demon or Devil, she just wanted to lead the Barbarian tribe out of the Far North.

Suddenly, a commotion sounded outside the tent.

A Barbarian Warrior entered, saying in a deep voice, "High Priest, all the tribes have assembled."

Sura opened her eyes, which gradually became deep as if they could see through everything.

She stood up and said in a deep voice, "Have everyone prepare to launch the attack."

The warriors received the order and left, while Sura sat back in front of the altar and closed her eyes again to continue chanting the spell.

A low incantation came from Sura's throat, every word carrying ancient and mystical power.

The Blood Fang Necklace in her hand emitted a faint red light, seemingly responding to her call, as if even the air was distorted by the blood light.

She intended to rely on her mastery of Wizard Power to change the fate of the Barbarians.

Outside, the Barbarian Warriors moved quickly, ready to go, their eyes firm and filled with fighting spirit.

For them, this was not just a war but a duel for survival and the future.

They knew that if they couldn't break through the fortress, they would be forever trapped in that cold, barren land, without hope.

The Barbarian Warriors lined up neatly, advancing toward the fortress at the command of High Priest Sura.

...

Northern Fortress.

David stood atop the city wall, activating the Eye of Magic Power.

At this moment, in his perception, strands of blood qi were continuously spreading.

This made his expression gradually become more solemn.

The High Priest of the Far North indeed wielded Wizard Power.

Moreover, it seemed related to the power of blood qi.

The Barbarians by nature possessed the Barbarian Bloodline.

The Barbarian Bloodline inherently had the ability to strengthen themselves using blood qi.

Now, combined with this Wizard who controlled Blood Qi Power, their strength must be even more terrifying.

However, using Wizard power so recklessly on the battlefield could only be done so boldly by these Barbarians.

"Although the Far North is harsh."

"It is nonetheless a place difficult for the Church to reach."

David thought silently.

Every year, numerous Witches venture to the Far North, and it's not without reason.

If these Wizards lingered in the Far North struggling for survival, the Church would not risk entering the Far North.

But if these Wizards dared to step into the continent, the Church would definitely not allow them to exist.

It seems this Barbarian High Priest intends to sacrifice herself to help the Barbarian tribe to successfully invade the Silver Moon Kingdom.

Woo——

Just then, the horn of the Barbarian tribe echoed.

A large number of Barbarians began their assault on the Northern Fortress, surging like a tide.

The Barbarian Warriors charged towards the fortress walls like a flood, wielding heavy weapons and crude shields, each strike laden with destructive power.

Their eyes burned with fervent belief, ignited by the hope of survival and a brighter future.

With the powerful spiritual guidance of High Priest Sura, each warrior transformed into a fearless battlefield hero, eyes solely fixed on the towering fortress!

In the sky, a large number of birds spread their wings, controlled by Sura, they were the Blood Eagles.

They hovered in the air, diving occasionally to launch storm-like attacks on the defenders, trying to create chaos within the fortress.

On the side of the Northern Fortress, the sound of horns also resounded, a significant number of soldiers nocking arrows and continuously repelling the attacking Barbarians below.

Experienced veterans quickly organized defensive formations, using long spears and arrows to deal with the airborne Blood Eagles while employing catapults to retaliate against the approaching enemy forces.

Though the Barbarian numbers were vast, breaking through the Northern Fortress seemed almost impossible.

Yet even so, the Barbarian tide kept surging forward, as if moths drawn to a flame, undaunted by death.

And the fact was indeed so.

The bodies of these Barbarians were imbued with Blood Energy.

This Blood Energy formed eerie runes on the Barbarians' bodies.

Under the blessing of these runes, all aspects of the Barbarians' physical attributes received a considerable boost.

Even when arrows pierced their bodies, these Barbarians seemed unfazed, continuing their attacks!

This greatly enhanced the power of the Barbarians.

Even an ordinary soldier possessed the strength of a Knight's Squire Level.

And the stronger ones among the Barbarians became even more formidable.

Using their power to breach the walls, they inflicted significant casualties on the soldiers.

This is war.

Even with the protection of the Northern Fortress, casualties were inevitable.

With the onset of casualties, David suddenly noticed that Blood Energy was continuously gathering on the battlefield.

David, using the Eye of Magic Power, observed this scene, his eyes slightly narrowing.

He found that after the appearance of this Blood Energy, it was being drawn by a force, converging towards a distant tent.

And in his Eye of Magic Power, that tent was emitting a strong magical fluctuation, vaguely forming the shape of an altar.

Altar!

Among the Barbarians, there indeed existed a power similar to the Ice Barrier.

Moreover, this power appeared clearly more suited for war, endlessly strengthening these Barbarian soldiers!

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