Han Sen stared at the black bird and the giant snow spider that looked like they were about to die. He was ready to find an opportunity to attack them. Perhaps he could get a sacred-blood beast soul.
However, before Han Sen could find an opportunity, he suddenly heard a beast roar from the other end of the ice valley, followed by the rumbling of hooves.
"Is there another sacred-blood creature?" Han Sen was shocked.
But soon, Han Sen found that he was wrong. It was not a sacred-blood creature. He saw a group of ice-armored beasts running toward him like well-trained soldiers. Looking at the formation, there were at least three or four hundred of them.
The group of ice-armored beasts rushed toward the tentacle monster without fear of death. They bit the tentacles desperately. The tentacle monster waved its tentacles and swept away a few ice-armored beasts. However, more ice-armored beasts rushed up and bit the tentacle monster without fear of death.
After the group of ice-armored beasts, Han Sen saw a giant ice bear, a snow wolf with a horn, and a snow monster that was as white as snow. Each of them looked very intimidating.
At the very back of the group was a white tiger with a snow-white body and blood-red patterns on its body.
On the back of the white tiger sat a cold and elegant woman wearing a gorgeous priest robe.
The woman had purple eyes and purple hair.
She held a scepter that seemed to be condensed from ice crystals in her hand.
She was staring at the tentacle monster, the strange black bird and the Snow Jade Spider with a burning gaze.
The priest-like woman pointed her scepter at the tentacle monster. The Ice Bears, Snow Wolves, and Snow Monsters all let out heaven-shaking roars and charged at the tentacle monster as if they didn't care for their lives.
According to the law of survival, low-level creatures had a natural fear of high-level creatures and did not dare to fight them.
However, whether it was the mutant ice bear, snow monster, or the primitive ice-armored beasts, they were not afraid of the sacred-blood tentacle monster at all. Under the command of the cold-looking woman, they fought the tentacle monster without fear of death.
"Spirits!"
Han Sen hid behind an ice wall and looked at the cold woman in shock. Her skin was sparkling like snow, and her purple eyes were like a cat's vertical pupils. Her ears were pointed, and it was obvious that she was not a human.
Han Sen only knew that there was an aristocrat spirit in the spirit shelter on Snow Mountain. Now, it seemed that it was this cold woman.
The creatures she led were similar to the ones Han Sen had heard about.
Han Sen did not know what the aristocrat spirit wanted to do. Looking at the situation, she must have mobilized all the forces in the spirit shelter.
However, although the ice-armored beasts and other creatures were numerous, they were not a match for the tentacle monster. The ice-armored beasts could not even bite through the tentacle monster's skin. The attacks of the mutant creatures could only leave some shallow scars on the tentacles of the tentacle monster. They did not seem to have much effect.
On the other hand, the tentacles of the tentacle monster could smash several ice-armored beasts away and break their bones. Even if the beasts were not killed, they would at least be half dead.
When Han Sen was wondering what the aristocrat spirit wanted to do, she suddenly raised the crystal scepter in her hand.
The crystal scepter began to emit an icy light. It wrapped around the Aristocrat Spirit's body, and suddenly, the runes on her robe began to shine. It was as if they had come alive, and they wrapped the Aristocrat Spirit in a blinding light.
When the light faded, Han Sen saw what the aristocrat spirit looked like and suddenly opened his eyes wide.
At this point, the Aristocrat Spirit was clad in a set of armor that looked like ice and jade. There were many blood-red patterns engraved on the armor. The entire armor was mysterious and beautiful, and it made the Aristocrat Spirit look even more noble and cold.
The crystal scepter in her hand had turned into an ice crystal spear with bloody patterns. The aristocrat spirit held the spear by her side, staring at the tentacle monster with sharp eyes.
"Kill!"
The aristocrat spirit shouted coldly, and the blood-striped white tiger she was riding ran wildly toward the tentacle monster. After a few leaps, it had already jumped onto the tentacle monster.
The tentacle monster was entangled with the two sacred-blood creatures and was besieged by so many ice-armored beasts and mutant beasts. Although they could not do much damage to it, they made it unable to focus. It did not notice that the blood-striped white tiger had already jumped on top of its head.
The blood-striped white tiger was in the air, and the aristocrat spirit riding on its back stared coldly at the top of the tentacle monster's head. The moment the blood-striped white tiger and the tentacle monster passed by, the aristocrat spirit's ice crystal spear finally moved.
Like a cold flash of lightning, the ice crystal spear instantly pierced into the tentacle monster's narrowed eyes. Suddenly, there was a scream. The tentacle monster shook violently, and a dozen huge tentacles waved wildly. Suddenly, all the creatures on its body, including the two sacred-blood creatures, were blown away.
The noble spirit's expression didn't change. The blood-striped white tiger's four hooves kicked off the tentacle monster's body and carried the noble spirit to the top of the tentacle monster's head.
Boom!
However, this time, the tentacle monster, which was not distracted by anything else, noticed the movement of the blood-striped white tiger in time. One of its tentacles whipped the blood-striped white tiger away.
At the moment when the red-striped white tiger was sent flying, the noble female spirit moved her slender legs that were wrapped in armor almost at the same time. Her toes touched the back of the tiger, and her curvaceous body jumped up high. She held the ice crystal spear with both hands and stabbed at the other eye of the tentacle monster fiercely.
Howl!
The other eye of the tentacle monster was also pierced, and it howled again. This time, it did not wave its tentacles. Instead, it shrank its body and directly retreated into the cold pool. Together with the aristocrat spirit, who was still on its body, the pool water splashed dozens of feet high.
Han Sen was dumbfounded. The aristocrat spirit was stronger than he had imagined. Her fitness should be about eighty, which could be said to be the best among aristocrat spirits.
Most importantly, the aristocrat spirit was proficient in martial arts. When she was fighting, her movements and marksmanship were top-notch. She was no worse than human evolvers.
After a while, the cold pond gradually calmed down. However, there was a splash of water again, and the noble female spirit rushed out of the cold pond. Her body was dripping with cold water, and her long purple hair was all wet. It stuck to the ice crystal armor, which made her look quite attractive.
However, Han Sen understood that the aristocrat spirit had only damaged the tentacle monster's eyes, which was its weakness. She had made the tentacle monster retreat into the depths of the cold pool. She did not have the ability to kill the tentacle monster.