The battle still raged on, with many Tieflings frozen into ice sculptures, torn apart, and devoured, yet many snowmen also fell under the Tieflings' onslaught, their bodies disappearing into the thick snow.
"Awooo——"
Suddenly, a tremendous roar came from afar.
The sound was chilling, sweeping across the entire hillside with the cold wind.
Immediately, all the snowmen howled in response, their voices echoed endlessly, traveling across the undulating mountains, sending shivers down everyone's spine.
"This is..."
Mezulash slowly looked up.
At the edge of the hillside, a towering snowman beat its chest, raising its head high.
Its size was far greater than an ordinary snowman, towering over three men combined, standing like a snow-covered hill in the snowfield.
It had large, curved horns on either side of its head, teeth sharp enough to pierce a human skull, and its ghostly blue eyes exuded an arctic chill, intensifying the blizzard around it.
"The Giant Yeti."
