You and me under the world tree

Therefore, Huo De will not waste any more words here, he just glanced at his task bar:

[Mission Objective: Escort Siegfried and Lakin to leave the Netherlands (1/1)]

Probably when he really stepped out of the camp range of the Kingdom of the Netherlands, the objective of this mission was completed, but the mission scene did not end here, which made Huo De secretly sigh.

This scene is too long...

Thinking about the drop rate of the quest item 'broken hilt' as the source, Huo De suddenly felt a headache.

This dog planned because he thought that few people would be patient, so he poured all his malice into this scene, right?

Thinking of this, Huo De couldn't help looking up at the sun in the sky. The time flow in the game is the same as in reality, and the 13:10 in the horizon can also prove the current time.

so what to do...

"Uncle! It's a small town, and it looks like we won't be camping out tonight."

"Small town, where is it?! I'm really fed up with this basket!"

[Mission objective: enter the town (0/1)]

"Um……"

Sure enough, this scene task is too TM anti-human...

Chapter 83: Gothic Warrior

A tall war horse is heading towards the small town like this, with two people riding on it, and another dwarf staying in the basket, and not only that, besides these three people, this tall war horse is also carrying a lot of burdens. Other things - such as pots and pans and some weapons, goods.

Of course, this is not because of the storage of magic or the storage of subordinates in the item bar. These are actually used for camouflage. After all, a horse and three people, this combination is really not ordinary, so compared to just breaking into the brother In the border territory of the Kingdom of Te, Lai Jin finally made a disguise.

This camouflage has nothing to do with magic, just some cosmetic 'modifications':

First is Hodder, he is still wearing a battle armor and carrying a rune sword, he looks like a very capable bodyguard

Next is Siegfried, who has Volsung blood flowing in his body. He has inherited the appearance of both parents, and he looks extremely handsome, and he can pretend to be a child from a rich family who is traveling by changing a little more delicate clothes.

Finally there was Lakin, but the old dwarf didn't really matter, because no matter what he wore, his old face didn't change the impression of people-although it might accentuate a boldness when he laughed out loud, But judging from his face, his meanness and humbleness can't be changed no matter what.

So from a distance, it looks like a young master traveling with his own armor guards and dwarf slaves. The young master is sitting on a horse, the guard is leading the horse, and the dwarf is following humblely at the end. Except for this horse It seems that there is nothing suspicious except that it looks a little big.

Yes, this is basically a fixed thinking in Midgard. As long as you have money or status, or even look strong, things like mounts can be completely ignored.

This was Lakin's idea. He didn't like to be conspicuous after all, so it was very suitable for him to pretend to be a slave.

What?dignity?

That stuff is long gone...

Although he was once a noble prince in the kingdom of dwarves, inheriting the blacksmithing and craftsman skills that are regarded as racial traditions, but accompanied by fighting and turning against each other, the royal family of Gurnita Heide was torn apart, and he was the last one left. He rushed out of his country and left the mountains in the face of the danger of being petrified anytime, anywhere, and thus saved his life.

During his wandering life, he worked as a coolie, mingled with human blacksmiths, and was even taken away by giants as a slave for a long time. Under such circumstances, the subtle dignity he originally possessed has long been wiped away. .

Then, the perfectly disguised person walked into the border town like this, but when he walked into the town.

[Mission objective: enter the town (1/1)]

They felt that something was wrong. Although the town looked quite ordinary from a distance, they realized that something was wrong when they actually walked in.

There was no one in the town, there were traces of pasture fences around it, but there were no animals, and the streets were empty.

It's clearly still noon, but the whole town is eerily silent...

Originally, during the mid-afternoon period, there should be pedestrians walking around in a traditional Midgard town, no matter how small the tavern is, there will be pleasant noises, and there must be blacksmiths on the side of the street in the blacksmith shop Weapons are sharpened while someone chops wood at the mill.

Maybe mills and ranches are not available in every small town, but for Midgard, where the overall atmosphere has gone towards 'plundering' and 'war' forever, blacksmith shops and taverns are absolutely essential , and like the most lively royal city among the various kingdoms, the taverns in this kind of place are almost always closed, and the taverns are supported by a family in turn, so it can be said to be very lively.

And like now, this extremely weird silence is definitely not normal...

"What happened here?" Looking at the straight and empty streets of the town, Siegfried couldn't help asking, his sight just extended along the road of the town.

This border town is actually not small. No matter how you say it, there are more than 200 people living in it. There are many houses, and sometimes you can’t see the end at a glance. But on the avenue, Siegfried saw a figure .

The man was wearing a well-made battle armor and a battle helmet. This image that covered his face and even his body inevitably made Siegfried look at his uncle who was leading the horse for him. He also had this look. But because of the different camps, the armor styles of the two sides are also different.

Although Hodder's battle armor is not branded with Volsung's unique wolf pattern, its template is the unique style of the Volsung family, and the one standing on the street of the town is obviously from the Gothic camp. Standard battle armor, and it is by no means ordinary.

His hearing is very sensitive, and just as Hodder and his party approached, the warrior standing alone on the street finally turned his head. As a warrior of the Gothic Kingdom, there is no doubt that the eagle is engraved on his battle armor. tattoo, but the helmet he was wearing was a little different.

Generally speaking, warriors in Midgard generally wear metal helmets, and some warriors with status and excellent fighters will be bestowed with horned helmets by the king. In the tradition of the atrium world, horned helmets symbolize courage.

But the warrior in front of him is different. The helmet he wears is not a traditional horn craft. The horns extending from the helmet are not downward, but diagonally backward.

"Goat horns?" Looking at the Gothic warrior, Huo De only felt his eyelids twitch.

"You guys, what are you doing here!" Then, before Hodder and his party could move on or say anything more, the soldier spoke.

I don't know if it's because of the simple barrier of the helmet or other reasons, but his voice sounds extremely hoarse, even lower than Hodder's voice, and when he walked in front of him, Siegfried suddenly I felt an inexplicable horror.

Even when facing the roaring jungle monster and the most difficult elemental creatures of human beings, he has never felt this kind of horror, and even in it, he felt that he smelled a little blood.

Obviously the opponent's clothes are quite clean, and the silver armor looks like it has been wiped and maintained frequently, and the two big swords on his back even seem to be shining.

gap……

After forcing himself to calm down, Siegfried had such thoughts in his heart.

Perhaps it was because Volsung's blood was boiling in his body, what the fledgling young warrior felt at this moment was not a kind of fear, but an inexplicable fighting spirit, as if this fighting spirit had been buried in him from the very beginning. It seems that the body has only recently been gradually awakened.

At the same time, apart from this fighting spirit, he felt that there was still a gap...

If Siegfried himself is a piece of fine iron that needs to be polished, then the Gothic warrior in the ram helmet is a sharp sword that has already been formed. It may need to be polished, but it is not far from the peak.

uncle……

Almost subconsciously, Siegfried glanced at the warrior holding Grani out of the corner of his eye, but he remained unmoved, while the old dwarf Lakin followed behind without saying a word.

"hiss"

At this time, only Grani was willing to make her own voice. The child probably felt Siegfried's nervousness, and she couldn't help neighing and threatening.

You can't rely on anyone here. If everyone retreats here, then what about heroes?

"We are passing travelers and want to come to this town to buy some supplies." After regaining his composure, Siegfried said.

"There is nothing you need here." In the end, I don't know if there is any doubt about the identities of Siegfried and his party. If you want to go to the capital Ravenna or Beian City, then you should continue to go west."

Although in terms of tone, this Gothic warrior seemed very cold, but he was already very friendly to be able to say these words.

However, this can't help but make people feel puzzled...

"It's not too late now, and a small town of this size shouldn't be so silent. Every household has their doors and windows tightly closed. What happened here?"

Just when Siegfried was asking such questions, he saw that Gothic warrior finally raised his head and glanced at him, and after just one glance, he felt a piercing chill, if he hadn't grown up, if he hadn't Brave, that kind of eyes will definitely become his psychological shadow.

Scarlet like blood, it looks like a ram with blood red eyes from a distance...

Chapter 84: Mists and Giants

He didn't realize what Siegfried had gone through, it was completely different from the sharp-edged killing spirit honed on the battlefield before, when he saw the dark and blood-red eyes of that soldier, he only felt that he Like falling into a quagmire of blood.

hard to breathe...

Even, he always felt that the Gothic warrior in the horn helmet would directly pull out the two big swords behind him and cut himself off. Just when he subconsciously touched the handle of the sword hanging from his waist, he finally Huo De moved, and the sage who was originally like a sculpture took a step directly. He stopped Grani, but at the same time he also blocked in front of the Gothic warrior.

"Huh..." After realizing that his uncle was standing in front of him, Siegfried finally broke free from that inexplicable sense of oppression, and he began to pant heavily.

"Maybe we can help, to be honest, we have traveled all the way from the Netherlands to get here, we can say we are thirsty and hungry."

"You could try knocking on their doors to see if they'd be willing to help..."

'Om—'

Although the unknown Gothic warrior was still unwilling to tell the truth, reality seemed to prevent him from making any other choices, because at this moment, a low-pitched horn sounded.

The horn was low and dignified, making the already somewhat cold air even more turbid, and more importantly, this horn was just the beginning!

"Moo!!!"

Then came the palpitating groan of a cow, moreover, this is definitely not the sound that ordinary bison or herding cattle can make, and more importantly, Siegfried knows what this sound is, because in Hengding He had heard this voice before in Wang's ranch.

"The devil cow..."

Then the dizziness hit Siegfried's brain directly, and compared with the magic cow that was raised in the pasture, the sound that sounded now was obviously stronger.

This voice not only has a strong penetrating power, Siegfried even felt that this voice was directly transmitted to his heart.

Then, blood welled up in my throat...

"Hmm..." For a moment, Siegfried covered his mouth, subconsciously wanting to stop himself from spitting out blood, but then he realized that this behavior was too mentally retarded.

"Puff..."

He let the blood gushing up from his throat just spit out like this, that kind of embarrassing posture really made his natural handsomeness a bit less, but he didn't care about it, at the moment when the magic voice of the magic cow kept echoing, he Just put your hands over your ears.

This kind of action can more or less reduce the influence of the magic cow's crooning, but it is in vain. In a daze, Siegfried finally lay powerlessly on Grani's back.

Because there is no good way to defend against the whispering of the magic cow, and because he is inexperienced, Siegfried fell first, and Lakin was the second. He was listening to his ears, and his mouth was opening and closing, obviously saying something, but mixed with the moaning of the demon cow, almost no one could hear his weak words clearly.

"Quick...how to..."

Although he didn't hear clearly, Huode also knew what he wanted to say, it was nothing more than letting him think of a way.

"Help me?" he asked casually.

Although the Gothic warrior didn't respond, he had already raised his right hand, and a series of runes were formed, and a simple magic barrier was formed, directly framing the painful two and Grani together. go in.

Even, Huo De was obviously not satisfied with this, he directly pulled out his rune sword, and then directly inserted it into the ground, when the rune on the sword lit up and began to shine, the Gothic warrior couldn't help but look at it more A few glances, but he didn't say anything inappropriate.

"Come..." he said

The sound quickly dissipated into the murmur of the demon cow, but it was clearly transmitted to Huo De, so involuntarily, the sage in frontier armor also looked at the other side of the town.

I don't know when the visibility of the surrounding environment began to decrease, and the town pattern that could be seen clearly was gradually shrouded in fog, and with the onset of the fog, the voice of the magic cow was getting closer.

But at the same time, another voice echoed:

"Damn humans, where have you all gone!"

This sound is not something that humans can make at all. Although the sound spread in the mist, making it difficult to distinguish the source, Hodder's ears can roughly hear that the sound came from 'above'.

Moreover, this kind of 'above' does not mean that others are flying in the sky, but the size...

"giant?"

"Good observation skills." The Gothic warrior said so casually, and his hand was already on his sword.

'Swish'

The blade was taken off by him directly, and he held the sword with both hands, but instead of holding a hilt with both hands as ordinary people think, the two heavy swords that should have been held with both hands even showed a lightness in his hands feeling.

This man is not small...

Before Huo Dedo could feel anything, he rushed up directly.

Neither the battle armor on his body nor the two heavy swords could slow down his speed, and he rushed over by himself before the fog gradually spread over.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

The voice as cold as ice dissipated in the murmur

'clang'

'clang'

'clang'

Accompanied by the sound of the heavy collision, Hodder could roughly judge the situation of the battle in the mist—the Gothic warrior was much stronger than he thought, because the sound of the collision did not make any retreat , It is completely that the two sides are smashing each other with weapons.

"You damn little bug!" The giant's dissatisfied and annoyed voice was mixed with the howling of the magic bull.

But no matter what, they won't be able to tell the winner in the short term, unless...

"Hmph..." After dragging the ice-breaking torch out of the inventory, Hodder took a deep breath. He looked down at the torch hammer, and then shook it, "Try it for a while and feel good."

'boom'

The flames ignited, and the air that had been icy due to the existence of the mist instantly became hot and dry.

Then, he just rushed up!

"Get out of the way, I don't care if I get hit."

'boom'