Chương 88: Chapter 87 Mejie Yujiuhua

"Giant foot descending from the sky?"

Russell couldn't help but think of a certain palm technique that falls from the sky, but he knew that when Lord Uterras spoke, there was definitely an element of exaggeration.

However, no one could correct Lord Uterras's statement.

After all, the Battle of the Fallen twenty years ago ended in such grim circumstances: the Shadowflame Dragon was gravely injured, the former Duke fell, and even Russell's grandfather, Rod Glowshroom, died on the snowfield. Many knights who had gone to war were now buried under the snow.

Very few people who knew the truth remained.

The wind and snow never stopped blowing across the white world. Knights scuffled playfully over the other ice crystal weapons that hadn't yet shattered.

Russell, too, curiously snatched up an ice crystal longsword. Its hilt was thicker than the pillars of the castle and had long since lost its dazzling luster, now covered in dense cracks that were still spreading.