Arad's crooked savior

Like the dark cloud before a blizzard, EX Dornier was quickly noticed by the patrol guards of the Bantu tribe, and reached the Snowy Land of Ston through wolf smoke and semaphore signals.

"Airship?"

In the tent, Orka, the deputy chief of the Bantu tribe, was very surprised. An airship that could only carry four or five people was seeking death by running to the Snowy Land of Ston.

A random gust of wind can blow you to an unknown mountain peak or bury you in the snow. You will then be unable to wait for rescue and will die in despair.

The only trustworthy companions in the snow-capped mountains are some cold-resistant horses, yaks, and antelopes.

"A giant airship? One that can withstand wind and snow?"

After hearing the report from his subordinates, Orka frowned but still felt that he should go out and take a look. Could it be a spy from the Delos Empire?

The news of the invasion of the giant airship quickly spread throughout the Snowy Land of Stone. Some strong men emerged from tents one after another, grabbing their weapons and looking at a thick black cloud against the snowflakes with fierce eyes.

Friend or foe?

"Director, don't land. Just stay at this location. I'll go down and make contact."

The Bantu are very wary and may be attacked if they land without permission.

If EX Dornier is accidentally damaged, there will really be a place to cry but no place to repair.

"Be careful and stay safe."

A row of snow skaters huddled together, speaking sincerely and worriedly, but none of them followed.

This damn weather is freezing to death.

How did those Bantu people persist? The big man in the lead was actually shirtless. This endurance is really admirable.

Ye Lin jumped off the airship, raised his hands to show that he had no weapons, and said loudly: "We are Linus's friends, not your enemies."

Rather than introducing yourself, quickly recruiting someone familiar to the Bantu people can help them eliminate hostility.

At the same time, he saw the Bantu tribe’s tribal-style tents, colorful totem poles, and various totem symbols, which were particularly unique and beautiful.

Linus?

A friend of Renault, the blacksmith of the clan?

The Bantu warriors were talking a lot. Although they had not let down their guard yet, Ye Lin's operation did make them less hostile.

Orka turned back and signaled a soldier to find Renault. Linus was indeed a guest in the Bantu tribe and had helped the soldiers build a lot of useful equipment these days.

"Ahem..."

Linus, who was hurriedly pulled over, coughed up the kumiss he had just drank and wiped his mouth, looking incredulous.

He actually met Ye Lin in the Snowy Land of Stone?

"What are you doing here, and what is that black shell?"

He hurriedly came over and asked Ye Lin. Looking at the appearance of Deputy Chief Orka, it was obvious that both parties were still vigilant and wary.

"I have some ideas about Scatha."

There happened to be a gust of cold wind, and the thick black windbreaker could not stop the chill. Ye Lin shivered unconsciously.

"Hahahaha, what did I hear?"

"Have you got any ideas about the ice dragon? Your brain must have been eaten by a snow mandrill."

"You can't even defeat an ice dragon or an ice tiger when you're frozen like this."

"Maybe a Frost Goblin can eat him."

The Bantu warrior behind Orka did not hide his contempt and ridicule. He originally thought he was a guest, but turned out to be such an arrogant guy.

The Bantu welcome friends, but dislike weaklings.

"Welcome to visit, but not everyone can climb Mount Kannak."

Because of Linus, Orka's tone was quite polite and she didn't directly drive him away.

It's not that the Bantu people haven't thought of ways to attack Skatha, but no matter how elite the warrior is, they will be annihilated by that terrifying dragon's breath.

A human who does not seem to be an awakened person is not qualified to be used as a tooth sacrifice for Skatha.

Maybe it can be turned into an ice sculpture, decorate the lonely and deserted mountain peak, and be considered a work of art.

"I was serious."

Ye Lin's tone was very sincere. He must be recognized by the Bantu people for attacking Skasa.

Otherwise, their team would not be able to bear it, and the third Snow Battle might happen.

"I brought a team with four awakened ones, and I am the weakest one."

His words made Olka raise his eyebrows slightly in surprise, and the laughter of the Bantu warrior who had been mocking suddenly stopped and was forced back into his throat.

Although awakened people are not rare in the world, those who can reach this level are powerful enough to deserve the respect they deserve.

"Bastulu!"

Orka suddenly shouted.

"exist!"

Among the soldiers behind him, a muscular man with dark skin suddenly emerged. He had decorative horns on his head. He was only wearing a thin short-sleeved shirt even in the cold snowy area of ​​​​Ston.

"He is a brave warrior of our Bantu tribe. If you defeat him, I can give you the courtesy of a guest. As for Skatha, don't mention it again."

Olka gave up his position to Bastulu, who had a grin on his face, and the surrounding warriors also quickly made way for a circle of ground.

"Boy, I am very agile and you can use weapons."

As soon as he finished speaking, the surrounding soldiers frowned slightly, but didn't say anything.

Bastulu was lying. His agility did not refer to his dodge agility, but his signature skill of charging. Using the seemingly decorative horns on his head, he could often catch the enemy off guard.

Linus also stood aside with a strange expression. Orka didn't know how he didn't know.

This guy was a novice at killing goblins two or three months ago!

"No need, I am still very confident in my physical fitness."

Throwing away his windbreaker, Ye Lin clenched his fists and trembled again.

It's so cold.

In order to teach Kaili how to write orthographic characters, he recently went to Feng Zhen a lot to practice orthodox fighting skills.

"hehe……"

Basbaru stepped forward, his right fist carrying strong wind, and a sneer on his lips, directed towards his face.

Shunpo!

He dodged sideways, then kicked the opponent's knee with a lower kick!

However, this combo that could make ordinary people fall to their knees was like kicking on a piece of steel, hard and unyielding.

"The body that has been trained in the land of ice and snow all year round cannot be compared to that of a pretty boy like you."

Basbaru quickly approached, punched and kicked sideways, his moves were sharp and powerful.

One of his punches can make ordinary people lose their fighting ability.

However, what surprised him was that this pretty boy was as slippery as a loach. No matter how hard he pursued, he couldn't get within a certain range.

Ye Lin was actually looking for flaws in the opponent, but in Basbaru's view, this was fooling and provoking!

"Taste this."

He was angry, lowered his head slightly, his legs were like springs, and used the horns on his head to hit Ye Lin's chest directly.

The speed of this blow was three times faster than his punch!

If it hits someone, even a broken sternum is a minor injury.

"Get away!"

Olka was slightly shocked. He didn't expect Ye Lin to be so flexible, nor did he expect Basbaru to lose his composure so quickly.

If Ye Lin is hurt, Linus will not be able to explain it easily.

Blazing whirlwind legs!

Although Ye Lin couldn't cultivate the secret of the Sanda profession and couldn't produce flames, he had specially practiced this gorgeous kick.

He jumped up and kicked Basbaru's shoulders with every blow. Not only did he avoid the terrifying horns, but he also used the force to retreat at the same time.

Finally, he placed his foot on his right shoulder and turned over flexibly to the ground.

He felt a slight numbness in his legs, which shocked him a little. He had such a strong body.

"You're insulting me!"

Basbaru was completely angry. There was no difference between being stepped on on the shoulder and being stepped on. This was a trampling on dignity.

"return!"

Orka shouted angrily.

"Clan leader, today I..."

"You've already lost, don't be embarrassed."

Basbaru was stunned for a moment, and then said dissatisfiedly: "Chief, I suffered a bit, but that doesn't mean I lost!"

"Linus told me that he is a sword soul, and swords are his specialty. In that battle just now, he had no less than a hundred chances to cut off your head."

With a cold snort, the Bantu people have been shrinking in this plain snow all year round, and their eyesight is getting weaker and weaker.

"this……"

Basbaru's face turned pale. Looking back now, although the opponent's movement was flexible, the coherence was obviously a bit jerky. It turned out that he was using a sword!

"If you are the sword soul, then I will indeed lose."

Even though he was extremely unwilling to give in, he still had no choice but to do it. He used horns, but others can also use weapons.

"No, I'm not just a sword spirit, I'm also a mage."

The magic power surged in the palm of his hand, condensing into an increasingly larger ball of flame. The blazing heat wave caused the ice and snow around him to melt rapidly.

A fireball with a diameter of one meter was generated, and a lifelike fire snake appeared in the palm of his hand, spitting out flaming messages.

The Bantu warriors who were accustomed to ice and snow were obviously not used to this heat wave and took a few steps back in horror.

What started as contempt and sarcasm quickly turned into respect.

The Bantu people admire the strong, which is why he showed off his ability as a magician.

Only if you can make them respect you can you get permission to go to Skatha's Nest.