Chapter 455

The barbarian's camp is not far from Raven Town, but the mountain road is rugged and winding. Half a meter thick snow covers the mountain road. If you don't pay attention, you will step into the air and roll into the valley and deep ditch.

Fortunately, Victor, pastor Kent and several of his entourages are not ordinary people. The legendary priest, with two ruling warriors, four middle-level paladins, popular archers and two elite guards, is enough to cope with most dangerous environments. The performance of Caligula is even more amazing.

The silly man, carrying hundreds of pounds of metal ingots, walked at the front of the line. He seemed to regard shoveling snow as a game. The long stick used to explore the snow had long disappeared. As long as pastor Kent pointed out a direction, he took two strong long legs and plowed the snow out of a road. Then, with a giggle on his face, he stood 100 meters away and waited for the team to approach.

The legendary battle priest stepped on the snow path opened by Caligula and said with emotion: "Sir, your entourage is not an ordinary person."

With this strength and physical fitness alone, Caligula can be compared with barbarian soldiers. He chose the path very accurately, as if he knew by nature that there was a road and there was a pit.

The maximum radius of Victor's blind sense is 2.2M, but it can't penetrate the real object shielding air. The air in the snow is thin, and Victor can feel the road conditions half a meter below the snow layer. If he doesn't inspire his popular talent and lose weight, he can't run on the mountain snow like Caligula.

It can only be said that Caligula's spiritual intuition is extremely sharp. Described by the theory of Golden Toad's secret form, that is the realm of "reflecting the scenery with the heart".

Victor shook his head with half jealousy and half concealment and said, "it's a pity that he is a timid fool. He doesn't dare to kill cattle. He hasn't learned to pray yet."

Pastor Kent really lost interest in Caligula, and the youngest Paladin even showed a look of contempt and disgust.

In the eyes of the clergy, an idiot who can't pray is equal to a lamb forgotten by the Lord. If the clergy can't redeem him, he must bear the original sin. The church should let these people live and die. Viscount Randall took in the big fool mostly because he valued his strength and advertised the kindness and virtue of the nobility.

Victor actually has high expectations for Caligula. His intelligence is developing with his teeth. If Caligula was enlightened that day, maybe even Nelson was not his opponent.

Of course, it doesn't matter if Caligula can't overcome his cowardly character in the end. After so many days together, Victor has established a master servant friendship with this kind and simple fool. At least he has a brute force and intuition comparable to the ogre, and his ability to explore and avoid danger is also valuable.

Caligula opened the way ahead, and Viktor and his party arrived at the barbarian gathering place in only two quarters of an hour.

The camp is located at the top of the highest hill. There is no fence. Log huts are like snow bags, located on a thick snow blanket. The two barbarians saw the procession from a distance and greeted it. They all wore only a pair of animal leather pants, naked with a strong chest full of tattoos and scars, the Qiu knot's muscles seemed to contain infinite power, and a string of animal tooth necklace was hung on their thick neck, most of which were the teeth of jackals.

Since the barbarians lived in Skylark mountain on the west side of Raven Town, the surrounding jackals have fallen into blood mold. The paladin led the barbarians to test the jackals. Viscount Negus easily occupied 2000 square kilometers of wilderness. In a sense, this is the result of the alliance and cooperation between mankind and barbarians.

Reverend Kent was clearly familiar with the two barbarian sentinels. He left the line alone and spoke kindly to them in barbarian language. Caligula shrank behind Renault and seemed to want to hide his 2.3-meter-high bulk with Renault's 1.9-meter-high body.

When this guy saw a barbarian bigger and stronger than himself, he immediately counseled.

There, two barbarian soldiers communicated with pastor Kent for a moment, turned and led victor and others into the camp.

In the camp, the sound of hammers hitting the chopping board was heard all the time. Most barbarians were busy forging weapons. Only some barbarian women moved outside the house. They gathered in small groups to wipe the newborn's body with snow.

Compared with human babies, barbarian newborns are super large. There are obvious muscle lines on the small arms and legs. The cold and piercing snow touches the red skin and arouses bursts of white fog. Such a cold environment is too harsh for barbarian babies. When a baby's cry is no longer loud, the female barbarian will pull a panting red haired bison, knock the 3000 pound beast to the ground with one punch, take out the sharp axe, cut open its belly, and stuff the dying baby into the blood hot abdominal cavity, leaving only her head outside.

At this time, an older barbarian woman whispered to the baby in the cow's belly. It was a syllable that did not express meaning, but full of mysterious power. It was not until the baby snored steadily that she turned to the next target.

Victor noticed that singing vibrated the baby's heartbeat and the blood of bison, realized the continuous resonance between them, and formed an all-round stimulation inside and outside the baby's body.

"Karakin, the singer, is a female barbarian who holds the mysterious power. It is said that this ritual can help barbarian children absorb the vitality of wild animals and make them stronger and more tenacious. It is equivalent to the reconstruction of the body of human secret law warriors." Reverend Kent introduced victor.

Animal tooth necklace and newborn ceremony represent the tradition of barbarians, and iron forging represents the innovation of barbarians. With a faint guess in his mind, Victor nodded and followed pastor Kent to the largest wooden house in the center of the camp.

"You stay outside."

Pastor Kent gave an order and opened the reindeer skin curtain. Victor nodded to Renault and shack, motioned them to obey the priest's arrangement and turned into the house. The barbarian sentry took the big wooden box in Caligula's hand and followed in. The alchemist militia and Caligula were led away by the paladin.

The orange flame jumped in the fire pond, illuminating the scarred and muscular body of the barbarian elder. He sat on a rough, ugly, but absolutely durable oak stool, holding a bright obsidian and polishing his giant axe. He raised his head, the cornflower blue pupils looked at the visitors, and a heavy sense of oppression like a mountain was about to come out.

Victor runs the x-3 to disintegrate the pressure on the mind, and the dark pupils become deep and cold, like a bottomless abyss that can absorb all light.

Harald's pupils narrowed slightly, restrained his momentum and said in human common language: "young elf, I can feel the sharp and ruthless power in your body. You are qualified to be my enemy or friend."

Pastor Kent's eyes flashed like flames. He stepped forward and said in barbarian language, "elder Harald, this is Sophia urusa's husband. He is not your enemy."

"I'm not an elf either."

Victor said in fluent barbarian language, "Harald gorsa, you seem hostile to the elves?"

Pastor Kent was stunned, turned his head and asked in surprise, "Lord Randall, can you speak barbarian language?"

"I only learned it in the last three months." Replied Victor blandly.

Kent was speechless. He came from a vassal family of Teutonic principality. As a teenager, he began to deal with the barbarians at the foot of the mountain. It took him five years to master the barbarian language. Victor could speak fluent barbarian language in only three months.

Why is there such a big gap between natural extraordinary and ordinary people?

With the powerful memory, analysis and induction functions of x-3, Victor can easily master any language of human language family as long as the vocal cord structure is similar. In fact, he specialized in learning barbarian language for only three afternoons. The classroom was in the carriage, and the teachers were Sophia and Natalia.

"I know you, but I'm not sure if you're Sophia urusa's spouse or Ms. Sylvia's spouse?" As the barbarian elder polished his axe blade, he said in confusion, "I have never understood the complex family relationship of your human beings."

Victor looked embarrassed and didn't know what to say. Pastor Kent calmed down and explained dryly, "er... Knights are not ordinary humans, especially female knights. They have the responsibility to improve the knight blood of their children, so as to avoid the decline of Knight blood, so they will share a powerful partner of blood."

"So do the barbarians. The strong have multiple female barbarian spouses, and the weak are not qualified to reproduce."

Harald looked up and said, "however, in Raven Town, I see many fat, weak men and aging men have multiple wives, and those strong young humans have no spouse... Ordinary human men seem to decide who has the right to have children according to different clothes... Will such human babies be strong?"

Pastor Kent was stunned and choked for a long time before he said, "er... I think gorsa made a lot of sense."

"What a strange race." The barbarian elder shook his head and continued his work.

Victor coughed and asked, "Harald gorsa, why are you hostile to the elves?"

"The elves recruited the mountain dwarves and forced me to leave the great and harsh harlottes mountain."

"Can you be specific?"

Harald devoted himself to polishing his weapons. Obsidian and axe blades constantly rubbed sparks, and the harsh sound echoed alone in the house.

"I brought gifts to the barbarians."

Victor turned to open the wooden box. There were piles of lavender metal ingots. "Here are 500 pounds of refined iron ingots doped with refined gold, which can make strong and sharp refined gold weapons."

Harald stood up, his tall figure covered half of the wall. He said, "what do you need the son of arete to do for you?"

"I want to help my barbarian friend." Victor shook his head and said with a smile, "the natural environment of the southern continent is different from that of the arete plateau. I think elder Harald asked his people to learn human production technology in order to enable them to survive and reproduce in the southern continent. You are not sure about finding sacred objects. It may take hundreds of years, or even longer... Or you may never find them."

"I am willing to help barbarians find holy things. Although it may not be successful, there are a large number of human beings. With your help, you have a better chance of finding holy things. Maybe you can return to ARITE's hometown in your lifetime."

Harald looked at pastor Kent and asked, "your king has promised to help me find the holy thing. Will he break his promise?"

Pastor Kent winked at Victor, but Victor shook his head and said, "of course the promise of the king and the church is valid. I just came to confirm the appearance of the barbarian holy things." With that, he took a piece of Saron magic iron ore from his waist bag and handed it to the pastor Kent nearby.

Kent looked at the ore in his hand and asked in surprise, "this is black iron ore? Sir, where did you find it?"

Victor shook his head as if nothing had happened and said, "I don't know what ore it is... My swamp scouts found this mineral in the lizard swamp. I think its color is close to the runes on the barbarian sacred painting book provided by Lord Constantine, so take it to elder Harald to identify it."

"It's called black iron ore? But I've never heard of black iron."

Kent weighed the Saron magic iron ore, threw it to Harald, smiled and explained to Victor: "Black iron only existed in the era of the chosen one. It has the characteristic of conducting void elements. The equipment made by ancient knights with black iron, secret silver and refined gold is better than the current secret silver equipment. However, smelting black iron ore requires extremely high temperature, and our current furnace can not meet that requirement. The forging method of black iron equipment has been lost. The 'dawn light' of the nahtigar family can be used Can be the only existing black iron long sword. "

Harald looked at the ore in his hand and nodded, "this is indeed the favorite black iron ore of the mountain dwarves."

Victor added relevant information to x-3 and asked, "I heard that Harald gorsa has a sacred imitation in his hand. Can you show it to me?"

The barbarian elder lifted the animal skin carpet, took out the imitation from the underground dark grid and threw it to victor.

This is a semi-circular metal creation, completely made of secret silver, and the black runes on the front and back are carved with Saron magic iron seal.

"Seems to be a part of a device?" Victor made a tentative remark, walked forward and returned the imitation to Harald.

"The style, size, material and pattern are the same as the holy thing, but it is not a holy thing." Harald put the imitation back to the dark grid, sat down and said, "the mountain dwarf made an imitation of the holy thing. We always thought it was a holy thing. Until the mountain dwarf asked harlottes for the holy thing, we and the dwarf knew it was false."

"The dwarves ask for holy things from you? Aren't the holy things the barbarians?" Victor asked mistily.

"No." Harald shook his head and said, "the barbarians have no holy things and no prophecy... The holy things and prophecy are the dwarves... The son of the mountain owes a promise, and the mountain dwarves leave us."

Victor settled down, sat down on the box and asked, "what happened to arete more than 80 years ago? Why did the mountain dwarves migrate?"

"More than eighty years ago, I was not born." The barbarian elder brushed the axe blade with his rough thumb and said faintly.

“……”

"The elder said that more than 80 years ago, several elves came to arete. They asked the mountain dwarf king to abide by the ancient covenant and hand over the source of power. The dwarf king asked harlottes to hand over the holy thing kept by the barbarians for generations. But the holy thing was false. The dwarf king could not hand over the source of power. He had to abide by the ancient covenant and lead millions of mountain dwarves to migrate with the elf messengers. ”

Harald dropped his axe and continued: "before leaving, the dwarf King accused harlottes of failing to keep his oath and keep the holy things for the dwarves. He asked the son of Gaoshan to go to the south continent to retrieve the lost holy things, otherwise the barbarians will bear the consequences of breaking his oath."

Victor touched his nose and asked pastor Kent, "what the hell is going on?"

Pastor Kent hesitated and finally said, "according to the historical documents of the church and the narration of elder Harald, we speculate on the process of the event..."

"More than 9000 years ago, the Pantheon organized troops to invade the forbidden land, the arete plateau, in an attempt to seize the sacred objects handed over by the dwarves to the barbarians. Almost all the expeditionary troops of the Pantheon were destroyed, but their legendary knight defeated the barbarian elder of harotes in a duel and won the sacred objects. The legendary Knight handed the sacred objects to the paladin family to honor eno "Your Majesty has surrendered."

"We don't know the meaning of the holy thing to the dwarves and barbarians, but we guess that a dwarf craftsman at that time made a fake and gave it to the barbarians for safekeeping. The real holy thing, or the" source of power "of the dwarves, was in the treasure house of the church, and finally stolen by the wizard... There are signs that the holy thing finally disappeared to the southern continent. This coincides with the prophecy of the dwarf king 。”

"Now the mountain dwarves and barbarians don't know the truth... The elves may be in trouble. They sent messengers to ask the mountain dwarves to abide by any ancient covenant and hand over the holy things. The dwarf king can't hand them over. He can only lead his people to help the elves fight."

Kent paused, glanced at the barbarian elder and said with some embarrassment: "Well... The yarret plateau is short of firewood. The mountain dwarves forge weapons and armor and plant cave mushrooms by using underground fire. After the dwarves migrate, the grello sheep monster occupies the dwarf Tunnel... You know, the barbarians are tall and can't enter the dwarf tunnel at all. The sheep monster makes use of the terrain and eats the dwarf's cave mushrooms. It gradually grows and threatens the lives of the barbarians Save. "

"This is the consequence of the barbarian breaking his oath!"

Harald touched the scar between his chest and abdomen and said, "the glory left by the grello sheep monster to me."

Victor looked at the huge and shocking scar of the barbarian elder, and wondered: "it seems that the wound is caused by some large monster... How can they enter the dwarf tunnel?"

Pastor Kent explained: "Grello sheep monsters are divided into short vegetarian sheep monsters and giant carnivorous sheep monsters. Vegetarian sheep monsters have a large number. When they develop to a certain extent, there will be an omnivorous sheep and many carnivorous ram monsters in the population. The sheep queen and ram monsters breed vegetarian sheep monsters' cubs. When the Cubs grow up, they eat some of them. The size of sheep queen and carnivorous ram monsters become larger and larger and produce lambs There are more and more strange things. "

"The large ethnic groups in the tunnel divided into small groups, expanded outside the cave, and new sheep queens and carnivorous ram monsters appeared. Those carnivorous ram monsters are 2.8 meters tall, stronger and brainless than carnivores. They spread everywhere, coincide with the hunting routes of barbarians, even desecrated the cemetery of barbarian warriors, took out the buried weapons and armor, and hunted reindeer and beasts on the yarit plateau."

Harald said, "my people lack prey and weapons. The children of barbarians don't have enough beasts to hold the newborn ceremony. The weak children die of hunger and can't stand the test of the cold wind. Although we have killed countless sheep monsters, it's useless not to kill the sheep in the tunnel!"

Pastor Kent whispered to victor, "the flesh and blood of the grello sheep monster is poisonous... The barbarians who eat the sheep monster will become stupid. In just 80 years, the number of barbarians has decreased by half..."

Victor's expression was very serious at the moment. He was silent for a long time before he asked, "ogres, goblins and jackals all eat the same kind. But they will never use the same kind as food until they have to... Is grello really a monster of natural evolution?"

Harlottes was silent for a few seconds and said, "the son of arete has guarded the holy mountain for generations, and our people hunt around the Great Rift. It is said that there is the entrance to hell, and the grello sheep monster is the descendant of the devil of hell. Without the protection of barbarians, mountain dwarves can't deal with grello. Without mountain dwarves, barbarians can't protect the great harlottes mountain!"

"I must find the source of power of the dwarves!"

Pastor Kent shouted, "brave gorsa, please believe that mankind can help barbarians guard the holy mountain! Grello sheep monster is our common enemy!"

Harlottes showed a rare smile on his broad face, waved a huge Tomahawk and said, "Reverend, I have seen the hope brought by mankind to the barbarians, but the ancestors of the barbarians once betrayed the oath, and I can't escape my obligations."

Victor nodded silently and said, "I will do my best to help the barbarians recover their glory and dignity. Elder Harald, let's leave first."

Leaving the barbarian camp, Victor was heavy hearted and didn't speak all the way. When he was going down the mountain, pastor Kent pulled Victor aside and whispered: "Lord Randall, please don't spread the story about the grello sheep monster. In fact, his highness and Sophia of the human kingdom know the inside story, but everyone has vowed not to disclose it. We are preparing to transfer population to the Principality of Teuton and establish a solid defense line. If the displaced people know that there are millions of demons on the yarret plateau, they are likely to pounce at any time, they will only do it once Coax and disperse. "

Victor shook his head and said in a deep voice, "maybe... It's not just the grello sheep monster that jumped down."

"Yes, maybe more than 300000 barbarians jumped down first." Reverend Kent sighed with emotion.

Victor frowned and asked, "did the Church ever think that there might be an abyss under the big crack?"

Pastor Kent closed his lips, remained silent for a moment, and said firmly, "the Supreme Lord, no matter what's in the Great Rift of arete, we must unite the barbarians!"

"Yes... I swear to the Supreme Lord of glory that I will never spread anything about the grello sheep monster."

Victor drew a triangular gesture representing the holy mountain of light on his chest, raised his head, stared at the battle priest with burning eyes, and asked, "since only his highness of the human kingdom can know the truth, why did your excellency Kent agree to take me to see elder harlottes? What did you show with true vision?"

Pastor Kent smiled and said mysteriously, "I found everything... If you have any questions, you can ask your highness Sylvia."

Looking at the direction of Jinshui City, Victor raised a gentle smile at the corners of his mouth and thought to himself:

"Don't ask, I know. She doesn't allow others to interfere with my choice, whether it's elves or humans."