327: Only a miracle can happen

Chapter 326: Only a Divine Miracle Can Save Us

Several hours later, the blizzard was still raging.

At the entrance of Asam Village, Ata held a three-meter-high wooden shield, his expression resolute as he looked forward.

Behind him were dozens of strong male villagers, wearing simple rattan armor. Most of them carried various farm tools, with only a few having iron swords or spears.

"Uncle Ata," a young boy, his voice still childish, asked nervously, "Can, can we really withstand the Snow Wolf's attack?"

Hearing this, Ata turned around in silence.

It wasn't just the boy; the other villagers also looked nervous. There was no confidence in their eyes, only fear and unease.

Ata was fifty years old this year. When he was young, he had been a mercenary. His talent wasn't high, and he was now just a level 39 Holy Knight.

Ata had received systematic training and knew a lot about marching and fighting. He also understood the power gap between them and the Snow Wolf.

Numbers, combat power, morale... This temporaryformed resistance force was completely inferior to the Snow Wolf in every aspect.

Withstand the attack?

Hehe, probably any level 40 Old Snow Wolf could easily break through their defenses and slaughter them!

When Ata was chopping wood not long ago, he used a vision enhancement spell and saw clearly that there were at least nearly a thousand Snow Wolf figures moving in the distance.

This scale was no less than a wolf tide, something only the regular army of a large city could resist.

Apart from himself, these villagers of Asam Village were all laymen in combat.

Despite the dire situation, Ata refused to sit and wait for death. He didn't want to wait for his end in a warm house.

Pray to the gods?

Forget it, the gods were very busy. How could those legendary divine miracles possibly descend upon a small village?

Ata had just gotten married last year. His wife was a widow in her thirties. Although not beautiful, she had large hips and breasts and was very fertile.

And now, Ata's wife was in a house behind him, with a big belly carrying twins.

Although there was still some time until the birth, Ata had already thought of names for the children. His longing for the future was incredibly strong.

This was also why Ata, knowing he was no match, still held the giant shield and guarded the village entrance.

"I believe in the Snow Goddess," Ata scanned the people behind him and said in a deep voice, "But we are not the old, weak, women, or children. Compared to praying, fighting is what we should do."

"The Snow Goddess does not like believers with weak wills!"

Although he had been a mercenary, Ata was not skilled at leadership and could only say a few simple words to boost morale.

And more importantly, in the face of an absolute power gap, morale... was actually not important.

This world was cruel. It wasn't about how loudly you roared that determined how strong you were.

Ata knew he would die soon, his belly pierced by the Snow Wolf's fangs, torn to pieces by their sharp claws, and Asam Village would cease to exist.

Snow Goddess, please save your believers...

Ata closed his eyes and prayed, his heart more devout than ever before, even though he usually couldn't be bothered with daily prayers.

Rustle, rustle...

A chilling sound of footsteps on snow echoed, dense and heavy.

Experienced hunters could instantly determine that this was caused by the stomping of Beasts weighing over a thousand catties!

"They're here, they're here, hold the line!"

Ata suddenly opened his eyes, gripping the shield handle tightly, and cast the Holy Knight's exclusive body enhancement magic.

Soon, dozens of Snow Wolves appeared in everyone's sight.

Although this was just the vanguard, used for scouting and relaying information, it was enough to slaughter the entire Asam Village.

"Ah, ah, ah... My Snow Goddess, these Snow Wolves are bigger than houses!!"

"Th-they're carrying severed limbs in their mouths. Some villages have already been attacked..."

"Eeek—Mom, save me..."

Except for Ata, who remained calm, the rest of the villagers were completely terrified, their will to fight instantly collapsing.

Because these Snow Wolves were covered in blood, many of them were still chewing. One Snow Wolf even spat out a young girl's head.

This was the reward for the vanguard, allowing them to enjoy a small amount of high-quality food to some extent.

And those who could become the vanguard were all Snow Wolves with strong combat power. They were responsible for the first wave of attack.

"Ah! That's Jenny from Billy Village, she visited my house last week!!"

Villages generally knew each other. The young girl's head spat out by the Snow Wolf was quickly recognized by the villagers.

This was a very simple psychological tactic. Many villagers' wills had already collapsed, and the weapons in their hands had dropped to the ground.

Ata's carefully arranged formation was immediately in disarray.

"Damn it, pick up your weapons..."

Before Ata could finish speaking, a Snow Wolf fiercely lunged and heavily crashed into his giant shield.

This was a level 47 Snow Wolf, its size comparable to an elephant. Ata was directly sent flying by the huge impact, and the wooden shield in his hand shattered.

Boom—

Ata's burly figure crashed through a thick wall, and he was buried directly in the rubble.

Seeing their leader, Ata, disappear in a single encounter, the remaining villagers became even more panicked and immediately broke ranks, turning and running.

"Ah, ah, ah—My leg, my leg!!"

"No, don't, let me go, ah, ah!!"

"Help, help..."

However, the villagers' speed was clearly no match for these elite Snow Wolves. They were soon caught one by one and were bitten and devoured.

For a moment, blood splattered, staining the white snow at the village entrance red.

These dozens of Snow Wolves were very disciplined. They did not eat the villagers whole, only gnawing off one of the five limbs.

This was the rule set by the Wolf Mother. The Snow Wolves of the vanguard could get "one limb" as a reward, while the rest of the bodies would be centrally distributed.

Due to their size, Snow Wolves had a large appetite. Although humans were delicious and nutritious, they couldn't fill their stomachs.

Therefore, the Wolf Mother had to manage the food centrally, distributing it according to need and contribution. Otherwise, even if they attacked human villages, it would be difficult to survive the snow disaster.

Ata struggled out of the rubble, enduring the severe pain, looking at the apocalyptic scene around him, his heart filled with despair.

He gave up on the unrealistic fight, dragged the giant shield, and turned to run. He wanted to go home and escape with his wife.

Although... leaving the village was also a dead end.

This fierce blizzard, how easy it was to kill a frail pregnant woman.

Without decent resistance, the Snow Wolf's attack was swift and almost unopposed.

Soon, one house after another suffered, screams of villagers constantly rang out, and the smell of blood in the air grew stronger.

When Ata reached home, a level 30-something Snow Wolf was already tearing down the door. With a few swipes of its claws, the fragile wooden door immediately shattered.

Ignoring his fear, Ata directly threw the giant shield in his hand at the Snow Wolf, and a battle was imminent.

Holy Knights had never been a profession skilled in combat. They were more often team support, and their solo combat power was not high.

Fortunately, this Snow Wolf's level was lower than Ata's, and it was very old, so it was barely repelled.

"Go! Go from the back of the village!"

Ata directly picked up his wife and ran towards the back of the village. Adrenaline and a tenacious will made him temporarily forget the pain and fear.

However, regrettably, Ata was eventually surrounded by three Snow Wolves, one of which was a level 40 Snow Wolf.

It's over!

Ata had only one thought in his mind: everything was over!

At this moment, only a divine miracle could save them.