Bogur looked up and saw that the mountains went straight up, and the mountain trail completely disappeared at the end of the cliff. The only way to go up was to climb. Facing the almost vertical cliff path, Bogur said that he felt a little bit
Dizzy. Looking at the companions around him, even the Iron Breaker Grondi looked eager to try. Bogul couldn't help but grit his teeth... You must know that as a butcher, he is lightly dressed, and Grondi is a
A warrior is carrying equipment that weighs more than his own weight...
"You can stay here until we kill the dragon tamer and then come back to you."
Celta, the captain of the Norscan Guard, joked while checking whether the climbing rope was strong. In fact, there were originally some iron nails driven into the cliff here as steps for climbing, but in order to ensure safety, the dwarves
The rangers had already climbed up the mountain in advance and dropped the rope.
Seeing the people around him climbing up one by one, Bogul couldn't help but feel anxious below.
I can do it... I can definitely do it... Damn it... what the hell is this!
Bogul yelled and cursed while encouraging himself. He shook his fat body and suddenly heard a crisp female voice——
"Stay down there until we come back to pick you up."
The voice of the elf ranger Alleria.
"Pointy ears!"
Even the elves came up, and now Bogul couldn't bear it anymore.
"Do you believe in the path they lead? I have been a ranger for thirty years and have never walked such a ghost road..."
Bogur turned around and asked Rhodes.
"I don't know if the road is right or wrong, but the direction is right. I can feel its presence, getting closer and closer."
Rhodes said, touching the "Book of Beasts" hanging on his waist. This ancient book obtained from the Troll King's lair records the method of the bear god Esun to control all beasts. At the same time, Rhodes can also
Channel it, sense the location of the giant beast, and even communicate with it when you are close enough.
These days, as the distance approaches, Rhodes can feel its power more and more. Yes, the aerial road pointed by the dwarf ranger Gref is the giant dragon, the ice dragon. As long as you can ride it, you can sweep across it.
The tribe's pursuers.
Of course, no one would think of this trick, because no one knew that Rhodes owned the "Book of Beasts" except the people around him.
Braving the strong wind, the expedition team finally climbed up the mountain before dark. What appeared in front of them was an almost endless plain on the top of the mountain. Looking into the distance, the dragon's lair was vaguely visible. And around the entire cave.
, is a fortification built high with layers of wood. Hundreds of tribal hunters train dragons here for the use of tribal lords.
The frost dragons contaminated by chaotic energy are two-headed dragons. Their bodies have been distorted, their souls have fallen, and they are loyal to Chaos. Only real ice dragons can communicate with them. Their bodies still maintain their original appearance, strong and
Full of power. These dragons are the targets of predator hunters—
This is the answer given by the dwarf ranger Gref. The white-bearded dwarf took out a small book for this purpose, which records his research on frost dragons and various giant beasts on the Norscan continent over the past fifty years.
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When the sun went down, everyone hid in the woods for a night. They did not dare to light a fire for fear of exposing their whereabouts and attracting hunters.
In the freezing cold night of Norsk, the night sky is filled with stars, almost densely packed, and the dark green aurora flows in the sky, which is beautiful. This should be the northernmost zone I have ever been to. If it goes further north, I don’t know.
What kind of scene is it? An endless chaotic wasteland? Is it full of death and darkness? Rhodes can only hold back his imagination. Excessive curiosity is not a good thing...it can sometimes make people crazy...
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"In the name of Esun! Kill them all!"
At dawn, the camp of the dragon-taming hunters remembered the wild war roars of the Kislev warriors. Rhodes took the lead, jumped down from the wooden wall, and pounced on the guards. The Norscan hunters simply
I didn't expect that there would be intruders in such a place... They built the camp just to trap the giant dragons and better tame them. It was not used to guard against foreign enemies at all.
Under the faint light of morning light, the battle ax in Rhodes' hand rose and fell, lightning flashed, and each Norscan hunter fell in a pool of his own blood in horror. A predator warrior rushed towards him, and the blood ax fiercely
When the attack came, Rhodes bent down to dodge, rushed forward, knocked the predator to the ground, and struck the head with an axe, causing blood to splash. Another camp hunter was preparing to draw a bow and shoot an arrow not far away.
Rhodes took the lead and struck him down with a flying axe. His whole body was nailed to the wooden wall by the powerful impact...
The dwarf butcher was even more excited. He chopped off the spear thrust by the tribal hunter with his axe, and knocked down the tribal hunter with only half of his hunting spear with his backhand. He rushed out sideways, knocked over the other one, and smashed down the tomahawk, driving into the hunter.
chest. Step on the enemy's body, pull out the blood ax, and continue to rush to the next one.
Celta held a double-edged axe, and knocked the invading Norscan hunter away with the axe. Then he slashed diagonally and broke the shield of a camp guard. Only a loud sound of the wooden shield breaking was heard, and the camp guard
He struggled to get up, but was stepped on the ground by Celta, and the end of the ax handle slammed into the face of the camp guard. In an instant, the flesh on the guard's face exploded, and the flesh and blood were blurred, and blood spattered everywhere.
A group of people were running rampant in the camp. Now at a close distance, Rhodes could almost feel the heartbeat of the ice dragon. Yes, the "Book of Beasts" had never reacted so violently. It was burning, as hot as coals.
A strange force was rolling in the book, and at the same time, it also urged Rhodes to step forward quickly. Various images of fighting with the dragon could not help but appear in his mind... Could it be? That is? It was too late to think about it. Two people rushed towards him.
The tribal guards were thrown away one by one by Rhodes with an axe. Finally, ten minutes later, the huge camp was filled with the corpses of tribal hunters and guards.
"She is yours, Rhodes, we can only help you so far."
Bogur, the dwarf butcher, stuck his battle ax on the ground and spoke seriously and solemnly.
Indeed, Ranger Gref brought himself here with only one purpose - to ride on the ice dragon. As for what means and methods to use, no one knows. No one has any idea.
Rhodes took a deep breath and was about to walk in, but Alleria held his shoulder with a hand——
"careful."
The elf ranger said softly. Then he nodded knowingly to Rhodes.
Inside the cave, the arrogant roar of the frost dragon sounded...