Chapter 227

It took three hours to return to the tundra from the coast to the south, and then to the mountains to the West. Before the sun rose in the morning, it was almost noon when the group of people set out.

A troll walked in front, followed by a group of wolves. From a distance, it looked like a shepherd with sheep.

Walking on the gentle slope and constantly raising, you will see that not far ahead, there are many collapsed stone pillars, which are the remnants of history.

The ancient Nords built countless huge buildings, which were buried by time and wind and frost. In the Quaternary period, these magnificent human creations have become a pile of buried treasures, monsters and historical dust. During this period, the owner has passed away, and there are no sincere worshipers. The people who come here are explorers, grave robbers, road blockers, evil mages and people who have escaped the wind and snow Passers by.

Two buildings stand on the edge of the tundra, quite far away from each other. In the southeast is a large mausoleum complex, while in the northwest is only a stone nest shed embedded in the frozen soil. Compared with safety, Lu Zhengkang plans to go to a small building in the northwest.

This stone shed is the resting place for workers who built the large-scale mausoleum in the southeast at that time. There are many square stone pillars scattered around it. It is almost integrated with the surrounding environment. If you turn your eyes slightly, you will ignore it. Even if you look down from a height, you can't see it at all. Its appearance is like a vault, divided into two layers. The entrance was covered with icicles, and the fire flickered through several stone windows.

Looking out at the door, a Nord man in brown and gray spiked fur armour, thin and numb, kept moving his hands and feet while keeping watch. It's a shame for the Nords.

Lu Zhengkang and his party are from the side of the hillside, which has not been noticed by him.

The troll patted the head of a strong male wolf nearby, pointed to the man, and the male wolf ran out immediately.

This wolf is the most timid. Lu Zhengkang knows his temperament. Once he falls into a bad situation, he will definitely run away.

The Nord man saw an ice wolf coming. He drew out his long iron sword with his right hand and picked up his leather shield with his left hand.

Another man's voice came from the stone shed. After a short communication, Lu Zhengkang didn't understand. He walked quietly up the slope, stood on the top of the stone shed and looked down at the battle. Soon, another Brighton man with a sword in leather armor came out of the hut. They looked at each other and slowly approached the ice wolf.

As expected, the male wolf, who was judged to be timid by Lu Zhengkang, let out a few symbolic howls, then turned his head and looked in the direction of the wolves, which exposed the whole wolf pack. The two adult males were in a panic and kept shouting in the shed.

Inside came a husky old man's voice, which was rather impatient and harsh, just like playing a broken flute.

Lu Zhengkang waved to the wolves. They immediately gathered around and pressed each other step by step.

At this time, a dark green Orc warrior with heavy armor came out of the hut with his head down. He spat on the wolves, but the wind was not good, and the frozen saliva hit the back of the Brighton man's head with a bang.

Instead of apologizing, the orcs slapped each of them in the face and scolded them, which meant to let them get away.

The tall Orc soldiers took out their double swords to charge the wolves. Lu Zhengkang waved his hand hard. The wolves scattered and the orcs chased them.

The two timid swordsmen, rather idle, watched their companions chase around on the snowy hillside.

The orc turned around and saw a small Troll standing on the shed. His face changed and he roared.

"Watch your back!"

Lu Zhengkang leaped lightly, put his hand around the neck of the Brighton man, and gave him an artificial lengthening operation. Now he can insert a travel manual in the middle of each cervical vertebra.

Another noble shame brother saw the shape of the troll, so scared that he threw away his sword and shield and ran away. The troll jumped forward, jumped up, rolled forward and jumped over the deserter's head. With a wave of his arm, his claws tore his throat, and his blood burst out from the main artery of his neck. It was like a red snow in the air.

Lu Zhengkang stands still to meet the impact of the furious orcs.

The orc lifted his sword and split it, as if throwing an iron door. Lu Zhengkang was covered with sword light.

The troll stepped back from the edge of the sword, then burst into the orc's body. The orc raised his leg and kicked forward. Lu Zhengkang jumped up again and pressed on the orc's broad thigh to make him lean forward.

The orc soldier stares at the head of the three eyes in front of him. This fierce beast is not stupid and chaotic. Its ugly face is calm and natural. Every eye reflects bright sunlight.

Trolls wave their claws and tear off their heads.

Outside the shed and nest, the wolves howled, and the cold wind hit the bones.

An old man in a black hooded robe strode out of the shed. He had gray hair, wrinkled face, smelly face, and deep lines. At first sight, he knew that he was mean.

When he saw Lu Zhengkang, his first reaction was surprise. The old man slipped and crawled back into the shed. Lu Zhengkang picked up his shield and sword, waved it gently, grinned, and immediately went to chase the old man.Lu Zhengkang walked into the main entrance. The stone shed has two layers, the outer ring and the inner ring. If you want to enter the inner layer, you can turn over the wide stone windows or walk through the outer ring half a circle.

The troll stood quietly outside the stone window, staring at the old man. There was a bonfire burning inside. There was an air dried corpse on the ground in front of the old man. He raised his hands and lit up a dark blue magic light between his palms.

This is a necromancer.

Lu Zhengkang stepped over the stone window.

The old mage's tone was more urgent. In the face of danger, a corpse recovered and hit the corpse in front of him.

This is the corpse of a gunod soldier. It should have been stolen from the southeast mausoleum. It was hit by the power of magic. The chest with jagged ribs kept emitting blue light, as if there was a core beating in the body. Even this core directly pulled the corpse to fly.

Lu Zhengkang looked at the whole process thoughtfully. He watched the master's expression change from confusion to calmness. Even now, after the corpse came back to life, he was slightly proud.

The blue light from the wrinkled eyes of the ancient Nord soldiers turned in the air, stepped on the ground with both feet, took out the long black and green sword that had been rusty for thousands of years, and knocked the iron armor on the chest with the ridge of the sword, which seemed to invite a strong enemy. The pride of the ancient Nord people was like the iron wall of a long mountain.

Lu Zhengkang, with deep laughter rolling in his throat, raised his sword and stabbed at the head of the resurrection ghost.

Ghost action fast, slightly side head, then toward the troll long arm cut.

The mage cast a wooden armor skill of changing department, and the body surface was covered with a layer of light cyan. Then he rubbed a spell of destruction. His hands were burning. He quietly wanted to attack Lu Zhengkang. But the next second, the troll threw his sword, broke the mage's armor, pierced his chest and nailed it to the wall.

"Ah

The pain made the old man unable to concentrate and dying.

Without the sword, Lu Zhengkang didn't panic. Although the body surface of the ghost was as strong as tough wood, and the movement was fast and the force was infinite, the joints were stiff, and the sword technique was rough, which made it even more flawed.

The troll sees the right time and disarms him. Then he trips over the ghost, presses his chest, and punches him. After a fierce blow, the light in the ghost's eyes slowly darkens. At this time, he only has half a piece of intact bones.