Translated by XephiZ
Edited by Aelryinth
They could not afford to rest in this area. The smell of blood lingering in the air might attract more Ruler-level creatures to them. They had to keep moving, despite the fatigue they were feeling.
The land was littered with dead bodies, adding hints of bright redness and trails of red footsteps to the world of snow.
Ghastly cries kept echoing around them, inflicting a sense of hopelessness on the people on Tianshan Mountain. They were forced to close their eyes because of the extreme cold, yet they did not dare to sleep, as they were afraid they might not wake up again.
They had won the battle, yet they were like cattle trapped inside fences. The predators would lunge at them when the fences fell!
I have to admit, Zhao Manyan has a point. Also, he doesn't have the Will to be a proper pure Support Caster, and he does need some offense...