Not only that, Lin Luo also received some not-so-good bad news.
[Tip: You are at the top of the endless snowy mountain. Your health and energy are slowly falling. If your health is zero, you will die on the spot and be resurrected at the resurrection point at the foot of the snowy mountain. If your energy is
If it is zero, you will completely lose the ability to move, and your energy recovery rate will be negative in the current state.】
This reminder immediately woke Lin Luo from overlooking the world.
He himself is not worried about losing health points, it is mainly about energy.
Nowadays, there is still not much progress in the potion of energy value in the game. This attribute seems to be the key attribute in the game, and there are few ways to restore it.
However, Long Bao and Shen Lan have great connections, and Lin Luo still has a lot of potions to restore energy, but they cannot be wasted here.
"Let's go down the mountain first!"
Silas also cheered up:
"The Avarosa tribe you are going to is in the middle of the Freljord further north. That place is called Rakstak Sanctuary. It will take us at least a week to walk there, and that's without encountering any danger.
"
Lin Luo nodded. According to his current knowledge, Freljord cannot use flying mounts.
This area is a frozen plateau further north of the Snowy Mountains. The terrain is extremely high. Very few flying birds can survive here, and the few that are left are extremely small and cannot be used as mounts at all.
But this does not mean that there are no mounts in Freljord. Of course, there are land-based mounts, including huge mammoth beasts, and a beast of burden that is even larger than the mammoth beast.
The beast of burden is a mount exclusive to the Freljord.
It has extremely strong cold resistance, and its size is staggeringly huge. An adult beast of burden is more than two hundred meters long and fifty meters tall.
It is a mount unique to the Winter's Claw tribe.
After all, this tribe has no fixed residence. Under the guidance of tribal sacrifices, they migrate every year according to the strength of the wind and snow, looking for the most suitable residence in the summer, rebuilding tents there, and then living there.
Survive the harshest winter of the year.
After surviving this year's cold winter, the sacrifice of the Winter's Claw will once again guide the migration of the tribe. The tribesmen will dismantle the buildings, put these buildings on the backs of the beasts of burden, and let them drag the tents and houses to migrate to find the next destination.
A suitable place for survival.
At the same time, during the migration process, Winter's Claw will continue to plunder, conquer, and invade endlessly.
In this regard, they are very similar to Noxus, but there are also fundamental differences.
Noxus advocates strength. From the people to the leaders, they all like to conquer, fight, and invade. This is the blood war factor in their bones.
But Winter's Claws are different. They don't like to plunder and conquer at all. It's just that the environment forces them to do so, otherwise they will freeze to death and starve to death. The long winter is very long, and they need enough food and resources.
Get through the winter.
Therefore, they must invade crazily to snatch food and resources in the summer, so that they can hoard them and survive the terrible winter.
It is worth mentioning that the snowstorms in Freljord are moody.
The degree of plunder is different in each region every year, so Winter's Claws cannot stay in one place for a long time. Maybe the place where they stay is safe this winter, but there will be a heavy snowstorm next winter.
Human power is powerless in the face of nature. The endless snowstorm that covers the sky will fall. No matter who you are, the legendary heroes will be drowned and buried alive by me.
This is why the Winter's Claw tribe needs to migrate every year.
Therefore, the status of the sacrifice of this tribe is very high, because the priest is the witch of heaven and earth. He can communicate with the will of nature and predict the natural trends next year. The status of an excellent tribal priest is not even lower than that of the war mother of the tribe.
But having said that, the three major tribes of Freljord are all in different situations.
Winter's Claw is the weakest in strength, but the strongest in toughness, and the most familiar with the entire snowfield.
The Avarosan Tribe is of medium strength and they live in the Rakstark Sanctuary.
This place was the ancient holy land of the Freljord thousands of years ago. At that time, the three major tribes were still allies. Avarosa, the strongest of the three ice sisters, designated this place as a sanctuary, which is equivalent to the capital of a country.
This place is the middlemost part of the Freljord and has the mildest climate.
The Avarosa tribe living here did not migrate every year.
They live in slightly warmer areas, and many villages make a living from farming.
With farming civilization, there is no need to go out to hunt and fight, so the people of the Avarosa tribe are generally gentle, but it does not mean that they are weak. Their strength is stronger than the Winter Claws today, but they just don't like fighting.
It is worth mentioning that Avarosa is now developing better and better under the leadership of the Ice Queen Ashe.
Many small tribes in the Freljord Icefields have taken refuge under her command. A large part of the reason is because this place is warm and reliable, and can develop peacefully.
And unlike the violence and bellicosity of Winter's Claw, the Ice Queen advocates freedom and unity, and is wise and gentle, making people like her, so more and more people surrender.
In fact, it stands to reason.
Sanctuaries like Rakstak should be a must-win for the Freljord military strategists.
Especially militants like Winter's Claw will definitely launch an attack and plunder the land.
But why do Winter's Claws choose to migrate every year instead of attacking that sanctuary?
First of all, the most important reason is of course that it cannot be defeated. This is the main reason.
There is also a secondary reason, that is, the war mother Sejuani of Winter's Claw and the war mother Ashe of Avarosa are a pair of sisters with different surnames who grew up together.
Although they are not related by blood, they have a valuable friendship, a precious relationship that has experienced the test of life and death.
So at least while Sejuani is still the Warmother of Winter's Claw, she will not attack Avarosa.
Further to the northeast, far north lies the third tribe of Freljord, known as the Frostguard.
This tribe only feels mysterious to people.
The principles they believe in are loyalty and commitment.
The position of this tribe is evil and neutral. They are by no means good men and women. They may kill ordinary people, but they never want to see a large-scale war in Fereljord, and they will never provoke the other two major tribes.
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It is said that the frost witch Lissandra has survived for thousands of years. She guards the terrifying creatures below the Howling Abyss. She is so mysterious that only legends can be said about her.
"Not everyone is eligible to enter the Rakstak Sanctuary. Did you bring your previous token?"
Silas suddenly asked Lin Luo.
Lin Luo nodded, and he took out the 'ancient Iceborn Arrow' he had obtained previously from his backpack.
After all, Rakstak Sanctuary is the ancient holy land of Freljord. Even many tribesmen are not qualified to enter this place, let alone outsiders like Lin Luo.
It was precisely because Lin Luo had this thing that Silas agreed to help him.
"Very good, let's go to the south of Freljord first, prepare some food and water for the journey, and then I will take you to find the Ice Queen."
Silas said as the two of them walked down the snowy mountain and officially entered the realm of Freljord.
[Tip: You have entered the ‘Freljord Icefield’, and you have activated the achievement: ‘Adventurer who travels over the mountains to the snow’]
[You have obtained an achievement reward: your cold resistance attribute has increased by: 10 points.]
This is also a mosquito leg. Lin Luo guessed that some small achievements in the future should increase the cold resistance attribute.
After all, in this place of Freljord, the only one who can keep out the cold is me. This is really not an exaggeration.
No matter how powerful you are when you come here, as long as you cannot survive the cold, you will either freeze to death or suffer frostbite, and your ability to move will be greatly reduced, let alone do other things.
"It's windy and snowy in Freljord. No creature can live in the wind and snow for a long time. This is the first rule of survival in the ice field!"
Silas emphasized to Lin Luo, and then walked forward quickly:
"Come with me and find a place to warm up, otherwise the situation will get worse and worse. Up ahead is the Fords Tavern I know, and I will give you a taste of Freljord's spirits today."
…
Lin Luo crossed the endless snowy mountains and arrived at the southernmost part of Freljord.
Because it is in the southernmost part of the ice sheet, this place is relatively the warmest and the safest.
But similarly, food and resources are relatively scarce here, and it is extremely easy to be robbed.
However, the three major tribes generally do not come here. The tribes living here are all smaller patrilineal tribes, and there are many scattered taverns.
Ford's Tavern is the largest pub here.
To be precise, the people who can open a tavern in this place are about the same as the local snakes here, which is somewhat similar to the situation in Zaun.
Lin Luo, led by Silas, walked towards the maroon tavern in the wind and snow.
The dilapidated flag flying in the strong wind had a flaming logo on it. It should have been the military flag of a certain regiment before. The thick red bricks armed the tavern like a fortress. It was almost airtight. There was melted ice and snow flowing on the opaque glass. It was obvious that
It's very warm inside the pub.
Silas came to the door of the tavern and slammed the door.
The door of the tavern opened immediately, and a strong man with a height of two meters and a curvy figure opened the door. When he saw Silas with his originally fierce and impatient eyes, he was immediately stunned.
"It's you? Sir Silas."
The front door was pushed open forcefully, and Silas and Lin Luo stomped into the tavern, shaking off the snow from their cloaks and feet.
Many people who saw Silas subconsciously dispersed, seeming to be familiar with and afraid of him.
Silas took off his goose down fur cloak and went straight to the bar.
"Old man, do you have any latest red beer or spirits here?"
Silas patted Lin Luo on the shoulder who was looking around:
"This is a good friend of mine. It's his first time coming to Freljord and he needs a strong drink to warm himself up."
The owner of the bar is named Jobs.
On the surface, he was a bar owner, but when Lin Luo took a closer look, he turned out to be a level 50 epic story character with extremely strong fighting power.
Jobs pointed at the wine list hanging behind the bar. There were a total of twelve kinds of wine in the store.
This is a dazzling array of things to see in a remote country like southern Freljord.
"Two glasses of Golden Reperbo!"
Silas glanced at the wine list, then grinned at Lin Luo:
"I don't have any money, so I'll leave it to you to pay the bill."
The currency of Freljord is also gold coins and blue essence, but of course gold coins are used for transactions in this place.
Lin Luo is now one of the richest people in the entire Rune Land, not to mention among players. A cup of Golden Leerbo can still be afforded for sixteen gold coins, although sixteen gold coins may cost most people here half a year.
Can't even save any money.
"Okay, I'll treat you."
Lin Luo didn't do much BB, and just put thirty-two gold coins on the bar.
The bar owner was stunned. He had never seen such a generous person in his life.
In fact, the Golden Leerbo is just for show in the wine list. There is no such wine in his store. It is a fine wine only available in the Rakstad Sanctuary. Ordinary people can't even drink it, let alone drink it.
never seen it.
Before this, no one had ever spent money to order this drink, because 99% of people who could afford it would not show up here, let alone drink it in person.
"Why are you standing there, I've already given you the money!"
Silas seems to have a good attitude towards Lin Luo, but is impatient with everyone else. Perhaps this is his deeper character.
"But……"
Jobs was a little excited when he looked at the gold coins on the table, but there was indeed no gold nerbo in his store. This thing was just a random name to prop up the scene, but he didn't expect that someone actually came to drink it in person today.
"But what, this is a pure gold coin! It's not made of mud!!"
Silas raised his voice, held a gold coin in his hand, and it spilled out from his fingers like plasticine, and then he rolled it back into its original shape.
Jobs narrowed his eyes, and something seemed to flash through his mind.
"Well, that kind of wine is in the old cellar and hasn't been opened for a long time. You need to wait for a while."
Jobs put his hand on the bar and pocketed the gold coin.
…
Jobs came to the back hall and tossed a gold coin to his nephew Kisson, who was responsible for bartending and brewing wine:
"Boy, there is a distinguished guest in the tavern. Please make two cups of golden libero immediately."
Nephew Kissen was stunned:
"What?"
Jobs glared and said:
"I'm deaf, two cups of golden libero!"
Kisson's face almost turned green. He opened his hand and waved:
"Are you kidding? I've never been in the store! We can't afford to buy such precious ale. Didn't you tell me that it was only listed on the wine list just for people to take a look at it?"
Jobs shrugged:
"You're right, I've been here for more than ten years, and almost no one orders this kind of wine - it's too expensive! If there are customers who like it, I will just find a few kinds of wine to blend it with! No one can taste it!"
Kejisen swallowed and said:
"Do you know who that guy is? If you dare to lie to him, do you believe he killed both of us?"
Jobs smiled and said,
"So what? My wine isn't poison. I'm in business, kid! Selling one cup of Golden Relpo is worth our store's three months' income."
Jasper tossed him another gold coin,
"Be brave, kid. I know him very well. I guarantee he won't be able to taste it."
Kisson didn't want to do this at first, but his uncle gave him too much.
He quickly took down a beer glass from the hook on the wall, pointed it at the spout of Forsain red beer and drank... then Agen ale... and then Carsten flower brew.
The gloomy mixed wine bubbled and rose to the top of the glass, and Kisson felt like he was on the verge of death, frantically testing himself.
But there is no way, as I said again, my uncle gave me too much.
"Look more natural!"
Jobs ordered.
Kisson was actually panicking, but thinking that he could make money, he risked his life and staggered across the front hall of the pub, trying to raise the beer glass high.
"We need to buy some food here to replenish our strength on the way to Larkstadt. By the way, we need to find a navigator..."
Silas said this to Lin Luo.
Lin Luo was keenly aware of a key word.
...Navigator?
"Wait a minute, I remember that navigators are similar to those found on the sea?" Lin Luo asked doubtfully.
Silas shook his head:
"No, Fereljord in winter is a more dangerous and unknown place than the sea. The overwhelming wind and frost will spread all over the world. Believe me, you have no direction at all in it. A mortal's perspective cannot see through everything.
So we need a leader who can figure out the way forward."
Lin Luo raised his eyebrows:
"A sacrifice similar to Winter's Claw?"
Silas nodded:
"That's right, if we want to go to Larkstadt as soon as possible, we must find a navigator... Of course, if there is not one, it's not impossible, but the time will inevitably be doubled or even tripled. Can you accept it?"
Lin Luo shook his head:
"Of course not."
Silas said before that it would take at least a week to get to Larkstadt. If it takes two to three times, wouldn't it be more than half a month?
His time is too precious to be wasted in a hurry.
"So, there must be a navigator, but don't worry, I will use my connections to find one. It may take some time."
He glanced at the bartender standing next to him, tapped the bar with his index finger and said:
"Put it here."
Kisson carefully placed two glasses of 'Golden Reperp' on the bar, wiped the table with some guilt and said:
"You two...please use it with caution. I wish you a happy drinking experience."
Silas nodded, extended his hand to Lin Luo, then boldly picked up the wine glass and drank half of it in one gulp.
Kisson watched with fear, but he saw no strange color on Silas's face. He didn't know whether it was because this guy didn't know much about wine, or because the person who paid for it was Lin Luo, so he didn't feel bad, but anyway
At least Kisson was relieved.
As long as this guy doesn't see through it, it's even less likely that the young-looking boy next to him can see through it.
But what happened was something he couldn't predict.
The moment Lin Luo picked up the wine glass, he felt something was wrong, so that he frowned directly.
This frightened Kisson. Did this guy see something?
Of course not.
Lin Luo has no research on wine. Only unpopular life players who like to drink have research on this.
The reason why he frowned was because he directly received a strange game prompt.
[Tip: You have obtained a ‘strange mixed beer’. Drinking this drink may cause you to have unknown effects (the probability of gain and debuff effects is 50% each)]
As a result, Lin Luo did not start drinking directly, but shook the glass and started thinking.
After only two or three seconds, Lin Luo's thoughtful expression ended, and he quickly understood something.
In fact, this kind of thing is not that complicated. Lin Luo quickly guessed it based on the name of the drink. This thing was obviously not Golden Reel Wave, and it was most likely a fake.
There are only a few reasons why the tavern owner dares to do this. The first is to take a chance and think that he can't drink it. The second is to blatantly deceive and think that their shop is cheating customers. At present, it seems that it is the first type.
"What’s wrong with you?"
Seeing Lin Luo holding the wine glass motionless, Silas suddenly asked.
Lin Luo asked back:
"Silas, have you ever drank Golden Rebo before?"
Silas shrugged and said:
"No, I can't afford to drink, what's wrong?"
Lin Luo looked around, and then his eyes fell lightly on Kisson's face:
"Bartender, I guessed it right, isn't this Golden Reelbo?"
Kisson's expression suddenly turned pale, like a bolt from the blue, and his hands and feet were a little cold.
"I'm asking you something, kid."
Silas also looked at Kisson with a smile, but he didn't even look angry.
How dare Kisson speak? Silas's reputation for evil is very terrifying. Once upon a time, he had done everything here when he was young. No one can forget his evil reputation.
He felt like he was going to faint from fright, but luckily his uncle's voice rang out.
"Of course this is Golden Lieerbo, the innocent Golden Lieerbo!"
Jobs walked out of the back hall, looking as if he was cutting meat with a knife, and looked at Lin Luo without any sign of weakness.
Silas said nothing about this, but watched from the side with a look on his face.
Lin Luo frowned. This Jobs seemed to be the local leader here, and he was indeed very strong. It was difficult to defeat a level 50 epic boss by himself, but with bodyguards by his side, he didn't panic at all.
"But I don't feel like it."
Lin Luo asked with raised eyebrows.
"Haha! What do you know, a young boy? How many drinks have you had? Do you know how many years Foster's Tavern has been open? The wine here is older than you!"
Jobs burst out laughing, and the drinkers around him also burst into laughter.
"You sold counterfeit wine. You might be in trouble if you drink this wine."
Lin Luoke remembered the game prompts that there was a chance of negative status. If he encountered trouble, it would directly delay his efficiency on the road. Moreover, he had paid the money, so he definitely couldn't just let it go.
As soon as the word "fake wine" came out, it caused an uproar in the tavern. Everyone around looked at him with expressions of watching a good show, as if they were waiting to eat something.
Sure enough, Jobs' expression turned livid and he said angrily:
"When you speak, you need evidence! Don't think that because you are Silas's friend, I won't dare to touch you. This is my territory. If you say that I sell fake wine, show me the evidence!!"
Lin Luo frowned, he really couldn't produce any evidence.
After all, it was a game prompt, which meant that he knew what he was doing, but he couldn't tell others.
The surrounding drinkers also blushed and started to boo:
"Evidence! Evidence!"
"Boy, you can eat randomly, but you can't talk nonsense. Are you going to destroy Steve Jobs's sign?"
"Don't you feel sorry for a dozen gold coins? No, no, no?"
"Stop talking nonsense and show him evidence and slap him in the face!!"
This chapter has been completed!