บท 93: 089, Space Wolf: There is no wolf on Fenris (3)
[The azure energy field pierced through the thick snow.]
[Accompanied by the deafening roar of the icefield demon, its terrifying five-meter-tall form overturned large patches of snow, revealing its hidden tracks.]
[Wolf Priest Ulrik's black power armor emitted a low hum, and his towering figure had already charged towards the icefield demon.]
[Your eyes can barely catch his movements and steps.]
[In the blink of an eye, the monstrous icefield demon was struck violently on its fragile knee by the humming power staff.]
[With the icefield demon's agonizing scream once again resounding,]
[The power staff, emitting an azure energy field, relentlessly struck the demon's weak spots all over its body.]
["Hunting and combat have never been simple skills. You need to make a complete plan in your mind, understand the nature of your prey, and control your impulsive desire to attack…" Ulrik's deep, powerful voice cut through the demon's howls and reached your ears.]
[With each swing of his power staff, Ulrik prevented the icefield demon from making its next move.]
[Every attack by Ulrik was as easy and skillful as a butcher carving a piece of meat.]
[That was the battle experience and accumulation earned over countless years.]
[Until the terrifying body of the icefield demon crashed heavily to the ground, it didn't manage to make a single powerful counterattack against Ulrik.]
["Mortal boy… did you remember?" Ulrik, wearing a wolf skull helmet, swung his power staff one final time, striking the icefield demon's massive head.]
[A burst of hot brain matter splattered deep into the surrounding snow, sizzling with an eerie corrosive sound.]
[You stared in awe at the Wolf Priest Ulrik, who had effortlessly ended the battle, and with a helpless expression, you spread your hands.]
[In the fourth week, you followed Ulrik across the white wasteland and came to the base of a cliff.]
[You were given several tightly bound wooden knives and throwing spears.]
[Your sole target for attack was none other than Wolf Priest Ulrik.]
[Ulrik, having removed the wolf skull helmet, set up a large campfire and began roasting a drakth beast resembling a flying dragon.]
[You could only earn the right to taste the food by striking Ulrik's black power armor with your wooden knives or throwing spears.]
[Without hesitation, you launched your attack.]
[Ulrik, focused on roasting the drakth beast, didn't even turn his head, dodging the flying spear with just a slight movement.]
[You chose to engage in close combat and swung your wooden knife.]
[Your attempts were always unsuccessful, as Ulrik casually lifted a wooden stick to easily block your strikes from tricky angles.]
[Hungry and desperate, you had to think on your feet.]
[You launched another attack.]
[You dodged the blow of the wooden stick and successfully entered the range of Ulrik's position.]
[You forcefully broke the wooden knife.]
[The shattered wooden shards flew through the air and collided with Ulrik's black power armor.]
["Clever mortal boy, your actions remind me of a disgraceful little whelp…" Wolf Priest Ulrik looked down at you, sitting exhausted on the ground, and let out a low chuckle.]
[You barely earned the right to enjoy the food.]
[After you devoured the food hungrily, Ulrik suddenly pointed towards the nearby cliff.]
["Now, you need to climb that cliff… If you manage to reach the top alive, I will take you through the next trial. If you die, I won't bury your body. You will return to Fenris as nourishment for everything…"]
[Wolf Priest Ulrik's deep, powerful voice was filled with solemnity.]
[Silent, you looked up at the cliff and slowly nodded to Ulrik.]
[You gathered all your gear.]
[You began climbing towards the top of the cliff.]
[The first few hundred meters were no problem for you.]
[But as the cold wind howled and loose stones posed a threat, you had to slow down your pace.]
[Every movement became more cautious.]
[Your thoughts gradually emptied, and the only proof of your existence were the sensations in your fingertips and the increasingly labored breath.]
[You seemed to have adapted to the stimulating and dangerous cliff.]
[Slowly and steadily, you climbed upward.]
[As the sky darkened and the temperature dropped, your fingers began to stiffen.]
[You slowed your climbing even further.]
[For every half-meter you climbed, you had to alternate warming each of your ten fingers.]
[At that moment, your fingers grasped a loose stone.]
[Your entire body jolted in shock.]
[With the sound of the stone falling and rolling, you swiftly drew the sea monster tooth dagger from your waist and drove it into the cliff face.]
[You barely stopped your body from falling.]
[You took a deep breath of the icy air and steadied your shaking nerves.]
[Cautiously, you resumed climbing the cliff.]
[Out of the corner of your eye, you saw the deep abyss below, and your heart involuntarily skipped several beats.]
[You steadied your nerves and looked upward towards the unreachable top.]
[You slowly closed your eyes.]
[You chose to trust your strong, battle-hardened body and the Emperor's blessing.]
[Without hesitation, you climbed toward the top of the cliff.]
[It seemed like you had lost all sense of time; your only goal was to reach the summit of the cliff.]
[When you opened your eyes again,]
[You were less than a meter from the top.]
[The cold, biting winds continued to pour into your bear hide suit.]
[You cracked your dry lips and gathered all your remaining strength to charge toward the summit of the cliff.]
[You successfully reached the top.]
[You didn't have time to enjoy the thrill of your success.]
[Exhausted and starving, you collapsed onto the cold cliff, desperate to fall into sleep.]
["Congratulations, mortal boy, you have succeeded… You didn't have the help of any companions, nor the proper training, yet you accomplished this feat solely with your will!"]
[Wolf Priest Ulrik, who had already appeared at the top of the cliff, slowly walked into your inverted line of sight.]
["However… enjoy this moment of peace, for this is only the beginning of the trial. The road to becoming a Son of Russ is still long…"]
[You groggily noticed Ulrik pulling out a communications device.]
[Soon, a black-painted Thunderhawk transport ship appeared above the cliff, its engines roaring loudly.]
["What's so surprising about this? The road ahead is not one to be measured by feet. We are not primitives… We are Space Wolves!"]
[Wolf Priest Ulrik, seemingly noticing your confusion, picked up your body with one hand and laughed loudly.]
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