With Geno's acquiescence, this showdown happened naturally.

On the one hand, he wanted to see which of these two fierce men is stronger. After all, they are the most powerful soldiers under the command of the two war mothers. They fight with honor and extraordinary blood flowing on their bodies. This must be a bloody and wild struggle.

On the other hand, Sejonni's words made him know that something unusual must have happened to Olaf. After eliminating the influence of the bear spirit, he had to find out as soon as possible what activated the violent blood in Olaf's body so that he could calm him down.

Olaf and Tedamir are both Freljord's most powerful warriors. Their attacks are wild and unruly and have no specific rules, but every blow is to give up life and try their best.

"I want to cut off your head to be a chamber pot!" The failure to cut off the enemy's head made Olaf more and more irritable. He opened his hair and beards, and his two axes swung faster and faster. The lightning flashed and frost shone, and his moves were directly at the critical point.

Tedamir fell a ferocious wound on his chest, but the fierce power of Zhenyi could not freeze his blood, and the pain could not make him surrender. He laughed furiously and swung it out suddenly. The blade swung the blade a little over Olaf's head, and he could feel the coldness emitted by the blade penetrated into his scalp. He took off his helmet, and the two iron horns on it had been cut off, the incision was extremely flat, and the cold air was unobstructed.

Olaf's ambition was unwilling to surrender, and his blood boiled with rage. He shook his body and rushed towards the death he had dreamed of. He jumped high and then slashed heavily. The thunder came as expected, cutting through the dark night sky, and hitting Tedamir's blade at the same time as the two axes, making it charred and smoked.

Tedamir felt his muscles melted. His veins roared violently, and the pain of charred scars torn up was constantly accumulating his anger, and the anger was tangible in every corner of his body. Tedamir, who was trapped in rage, fought back suddenly, and his strength increased suddenly, and every knife could break up rocks. In addition, his body began to heal itself quickly under the uncontrollable burning of anger. The charred dead skin struck by lightning quickly faded away, revealing the new mottled skin, and the lines of the muscles seemed to be about to explode.

Olaf bit through the muscles in his mouth, and scarlet foam appeared on the corner of his mouth. He roared angrily, wielding his axe like a madman. He could not feel the pain at all. His axes were swinging faster and faster, and he was only thinking about killing the enemy before he fell down.

Tedamir also forgot the pain and cut out one after another without any chance. His roar of rage echoed throughout the valley, as if the earth echoed. His thoughts were surprisingly consistent with Olaf, and he also wanted to cut the other person's body before he died.

One is hysterical madness, the other is unique and fury. The desperate struggle between the two evenly matched has attracted many people to watch, including the people of Winter Claws and the people of Avarosa.

They didn't know why this duel was, but their bloody ornamentality made them unable to move away from their feet just by looking at it. Even though the wild sword light demolished the nearby tents, even if watching the battle was equivalent to putting life in danger, the enthusiasm for battle forced these belligerent people to go back and let out warm cheers and cheers from the bottom of their hearts.

As the number of onlookers increased, even Orn could not ignore the battle at the valley entrance, and could not help but turn his scorching eyes to this battlefield.

"Come on, let me sing the funeral song and give you this monster rest in peace!"

The battle was going on fiercely, and it was impossible to tell who would stand to the end for a while, but Olaf suddenly started singing.

This is a ballad he wrote in advance for the moment of his glorious death. Although the lyrics are simple, the momentum is almost the same as the legend written by the minstrels who are strolling on the ice field.

The Frelljods onlookers found nothing strange, even Ash and Sejonni were so, watching the battle with all their attention.

But Geno felt a little abnormality from it.

As Olaf sang the funeral song, his movements became more and more heroic, just like...

It's like fighting a giant beast, not fighting a human!

"He looks like he's sleepwalking!"

"Sleepwalking? You're not kidding." Sarah shook her head without comment when she heard this.

Why is a person sleeping in a dream while fighting such a fierce battle in reality? This is simply impossible. The pain of a knife slashing into the flesh can wake him up.

Unless...unless he has a dual personality. One is sleeping, the other is fighting, and both are going on at the same time.

"If it weren't for sleepwalking, how could we explain the sudden inability of Sejonny to awaken Olaf? It is because he was in a dream that he could not be freed from his mental blackening state without seeing Sejonny's eyes."

"I always feel that your explanation is too far-fetched." Sarah still didn't believe it. After all, the assumptions made by Geno were too unreasonable.

At this moment, the Nunu they had been looking for appeared. He was attracted by the fight in front of Ashe's tent. The huge snowman raised the little boy Nunu and pushed the crowd away and approached the battlefield. Geno also found the Snowfield Gemini stand out from the crowd at a glance.

"Nunu, come here!" His eyes lit up, and he suddenly thought of a way to prove his guess, calling Nunu's name from afar through the crowd.

"Jeno, why did they fight? They fight so fiercely, are there any grudges?" Nunu approached and touched her head in confusion.

"I suspect that the bearded man dreamed of something bad. Use your magic to reveal his dreams, and we can know what happened to him and drive him crazy like this."

"Now!" Nunu enjoyed the feeling of being asked for help from others the most, especially the feeling that was his, which greatly satisfied his vanity. He drove the ice and snow gems in the dark, sprinkled a handful of white exercises, condensed into a crystal clear dream like ice and snow.

The dream gradually became solid, and the scene that Olaf "saw" also appeared before everyone's eyes.

In the dream, Olaf is not in the temporary camp in Lu Township, but a barren sea of ​​ice.

He was the only one on the ice sea.

Surround him were densely packed ice giant insects that were drilling through the ice caps and sleeping vertically on the ice surface, covering almost the entire sea of ​​ice.

It was not Tedamir who was fighting against Olaf, but a steel and iron bone, an extremely terrifying ice insect. Every time it twisted and pulled its thick and long body towards Olaf, it completely coincided with the trajectory of Tedamir's swing of the knife!

By checking the numbers, you can find that every real person, including Geno, corresponds to an ice giant insect in the Ice Sea Dream, and Ashe and Sejonni are the two most conspicuous insect queens.

So it is not difficult to find that Olaf dreamed that he became a warrior who bravely entered the sea of ​​insects. His plan was to sneak into the center of the sea of ​​insects to kill the insects without disturbing the sleeping sea of ​​insects, but was stopped by the guards of the rear of the insects and launched a desperate battle.

Many people in the crowd saw the dream and realized that they had become an evil existence in Olaf's eyes, and immediately shouted and scolded dissatisfied.

The sound of people was buzzing, and when they were reflected in the dream, the sleeping sea of ​​insects was awakened like a tide. The ice giant insects twisted their ugly bodies frantically, making strange and unpleasant sounds. Just like a group of demons dancing, the insects were boiling and filled with the sky.
Chapter completed!