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Chapter 89 The Hometown of Trolls (1)

After returning from the Troll Mountains, Rhodes has been transformed.

He felt that the muscles and bones all over his body were harder than before, and there was endless power surging in his blood, and it seemed that he could use up inexhaustible strength every day.

More importantly, he gained a loyal and powerful partner - Spirit Bear, the King of White Bears.

Unlike ordinary white giant bears, the spirit bear has a body and sharp claws that are stronger than that of a manticore. Its strength exceeds all creatures in the forest. One claw can break an adult tree, and its sharp teeth can bite through a lion.

The bones of the eagle, the low roar is enough to make all creatures in the forest tremble.

Rhodes hunted with it, leaving the Troll Mountains covered with snow all year round, passing through the rarely visited highland tundra and the frozen forest covered with ice crystals. Along the way, whether it was woolly rhino, alpine snow leopard, dire wolf, or beastman

They all walked around, no one dared to mess with them, and at the same time, all the animals in the forest were afraid of falling into their prey...

"Thunder Roar, Frost Fang, White Spirit, Ice Wind, Terror Claw, Pat Bear..."

Sitting next to the fire, Rhodes kept mumbling all kinds of weird names. He wanted to name the spirit bear and his new partner. However, the white bear didn't seem interested in this. He sat across from the fire.

, devouring the prey caught during the day - an ice rock pig.

The skin of the ice rock pig living in extremely cold areas is as hard as a rock, but in the mouth of the bear spirit, it is like bread, casually tearing off a piece of meat and swallowing it in the belly.

Rhodes skewered the other half with his long sword and burned it.

"It is necessary to fill your stomach, but before that, you must have a name so that I can call you every time I need you."

As Rhodes spoke, he cut off a piece of cooked meat and put it into his mouth to chew. The spirit bear on the side remained indifferent. Rhodes knew that it understood. As a spirit bear, its IQ sometimes even exceeded that of humans. Not only did it listen

He can understand common language, understand the languages ​​of other races, and even understand Elvish and Dwarf languages. It can be said that in some aspects, Spirit Bear surpasses himself.

But it just sat there, indifferent, tearing apart its prey.

"Why don't you just call me Teddy Bear? Well... that's a good name..."

Roar……

As soon as Rhodes finished speaking, the bear spirit roared loudly, and the snowflakes on the leaves above his head kept shaking off.

"Okay, okay, not teddy bear, not teddy bear."

Rhodes said with a smile.

Then Spirit Bear lazily returned to his seat and continued to chew the meat on the ground. Rhodes gave it all the internal organs of the Bingyan Pig, while he enjoyed the meat from the back, thighs, and waist. For the bear,

, offal is the best thing. For Rhodes, tender meat is the best. Everyone takes what they need.

"Then, you should still have a name."

Rhodes thought for a while and then said——

"I understand, let's call him Ursok."

Roar~~~

After Rhodes finished speaking, Spirit Bear put down the food on hand and turned to stare at Rhodes. He was stunned for a while, and then let out a roar of satisfaction.

He put his head on Rhodes and made a purring sound, which meant he was satisfied. He had eaten enough and had a pretentious name. It was almost done and he could sleep well. The huge bear head was very casual.

He leaned on Rhodes' thigh. His fat body lay on the snow, with a satisfied look on his face.

In the next few days, Rhodes and Spirit Bear Ursock went all the way south to their own territory. Sometimes Spirit Bear would take him to find a cave to rest, drive out the cats and dogs inside, and then spend the night with Rhodes in the cave. Well, for

To the combination of Lord and White Bear, all the beasts in the forest are like cats and dogs. No beast dares to compete with Spirit Bear and Rhodes for territory.

As the Chosen Bear God, communicating with the Bear Spirit is not a difficult task, but sometimes there are disagreements and conflicts. For example, after leaving the Frozen Forest, Rhodes planned to return from the original route, enter the Dark Forest, and then return

Blackhammer Castle. What Spirit Bear meant was that he wanted to go directly through the Troll Country and return directly to Blackhammer Castle from the vast plain area.

Rhodes disagreed at first, but Spirit Bear insisted. Thinking that this friend might take him to see something new, Rhodes finally agreed to him. Although it would be dangerous to leave the land of trolls, it would indeed be safe.

Much closer.

This land is covered with barren mountains, dead trees and cracks. Calling it a troll country is actually not that accurate. Because this land has never had a real owner. Trolls once raged on this land, but that was a long time ago

It happened in the past, and it has never been a country. It may be more appropriate to call it "homeland".

Today, this land is one of the most chaotic areas in the north of Kislev. Creatures such as greenskins, beastmen, ratmen, and wyverns are entrenched here and fight with each other. There are even a small number of humans who have settled here and are fighting.

Conflicts are common. Compared with other parts of the world, Rhodes admires the humans living here the most. They are real tough guys, braver than the people living in the northern part of Kislev.

Survival in the borderlands overrun with beasts has been almost forgotten by the world. Although living in Blackhammer Castle is pitiful, it is still a castle and a territory recognized by the Kingdom of Kislev, and living here is almost equivalent to being isolated from the world.

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The human tribe here is said to have been formed by the sentinels of the Great Wall who wandered to the north.

The Great Wall sentinels were a symbol of bravery in distant times. In the era when the Great Wall was not yet abandoned, these people were ordered by the king to guard their country. They were the shields of the kingdom and the people. They were few in number, but they were all equipped with bows and arrows.

Masters and Ranger Masters are able to survive in this dangerous land. No one knows their specific number. Rhodes guessed that it may be less than the population of Black Hammer Castle...

Despite the dangers, Rhodes and White Bear still walked on this land. Finally, on the fourth day after entering the land of trolls, Rhodes saw the terrifying fissure in the ground.

The vast land seemed to have been split open by a creation giant. The deep crack extended from south to north until it was beyond the reach of sight.

Standing on the edge of the crack and looking down, the rock wall is as flat and steep as a knife. Except for the light shining in near the surface, there is endless darkness deeper. For people with a fear of heights, even a second

I don't want to stay here any longer.

Legend has it that this is the place where demons appear. And Rhodes thought more pragmatically of a famous ratman stronghold - the Pit of Hell. Legend has it that this most important ratman base is located in the north of the troll country. It's just that this is the place in front of him.

Rhodes didn't know whether this gap led to that mysterious and terrifying country. And now, it was not the time to explore. He had been away from Black Hammer Castle for too long. A lord had been away from his territory for too long. After all, it was not

What a good thing. People's hearts are unpredictable. Even the knights who have sworn allegiance to you may not be so loyal one day.

Looking at the bottomless abyss beneath his feet, Rhodes patted White Bear on the shoulder and signaled him to continue on his way.


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