Mage Joan

Everyone had breakfast and drove to continue on the road. In accordance with the agreement with the Logan family, Joan took the form of a eagleman in Jordenheim and flew into the air to explore the road in front of the caravan.

In the mid-December area of ​​Midgard, it was already the winter season. The North Wind Fury, the snow-capped mountains, and the rugged mountain trails meandering between the valleys, as if there were no end.

Joan flew over the snow mountain for half an hour, and did not notice any abnormal movements. The injured leg bones were sorely stimulated by the high-altitude cold current, making him realize that his current physical condition could not afford long-term flight, especially in this way. In the weather of wind and snow, the injured leg may be sequelae after freezing.

At the speed of the Hawks, half an hour's journey is worth the whole day of the caravan. Since there are no dangerous creatures like snow monsters flying so far, Joan has reason to think that it is still today On a calm day, he turned around and turned back.

The return trip changed from headwind to tailwind, making flying easier and faster, except for the slight soreness and swelling of the legs, everything else is normal. Joan flew more than twenty miles in one breath, and saw a line of ant-like black spots on the horizon at the end of the snowfield. It was the Logan caravan.

Joan adjusted the direction a little bit in the air and was planning to fly back to meet the caravan. He accidentally glanced at a white figure in the corner of his eyes, and suddenly felt alert!

Qiao An was not busy to go back first, turned around and flew towards the mountain valley where the white shadow flashed just now for two minutes. Sure enough, he saw a snow monster flying on the hillside covered with thick snow. If he had not become an eagle, his vision would be sharp. It is difficult to distinguish the white snow monster from the snow.

Joan tracing the snow monsters until he reached a valley near the mountain road. He was surprised to find that a large group of snow monsters gathered in the valley. He glanced roughly, and there were as many as thirty or forty heads!

These days the caravan has also encountered snow monster harassment many times, but at most seven or eight snow monsters attacked at the same time, Joan still saw the double-digit snow monsters together for the first time, and the premonition of uneasiness became stronger.

If the purpose of this large group of snow monsters gathered here is to ambush the passing caravan, Logan and his party are in a disadvantageous position in numbers, the Asa warriors are fighting alone and are not opponents of the snow monsters, plus the sudden unexpectedness of the incident, the consequences Unbearable!

"The news must be sent back as soon as possible!"

Joan levitates above the valley, quickly inspiring two "Sid mana", transforming a 2-ring spell slot for "wind storm", and the distribution of the magic net in front of him changes accordingly.

The invisible magic thread was shaped by Joan into a small pale golden whirlwind, circling and dancing in front of him, as if a living elf, urging him to speak quickly, and don't delay sending a letter.

Joan described the scenes in front of him in concise and precise language. Every syllable in his mouth was absorbed by the golden whirlwind and stored in the wind eye.

Finally, Joan intends to count the number of snow monsters again and provide the Logan family with as accurate information as possible. As he bowed his head to make visual observations, a roar came from the depths of the valley, and a particularly large white-haired monster flew over with his hands and feet.

The appearance of this monster is quite similar to that of the snow monster, with thick white hair all over his body, only one face is dark blue, his eyes are fierce, and his unusually gigantic and strong body, if it stands upright, I am afraid that it has At seventeen or eight feet tall, ordinary snow monsters are like petite children in front of him, all crawling on the snow, looking at the giant snow monster with mixed worship and fear.

The giant snow monster is quite proud of its leadership in the group. It glances at the trembling hordes in front of it, and sends out a string of hoarse and shouting roars, seemingly giving orders.

Joan initially thought it was just a roar of simple communication between the beasts, but soon he heard several familiar words popping from time to time in the mouth of the giant snow monster, clearly using "giant language", and with a heavy contract Donheim frost giants sound.

"I really don't see it. This big monster turned out to be human."

Joan secretly surprised himself while eavesdropping on the giant Snow Monster training.

This monster has limited intelligence, no culture, and does not pay attention to speech. The meaning is very clear. It is nothing more than to encourage the tribe to follow him to do a big deal-down the mountain to rob the Asa caravan that is going here, killing people to eat meat, robbing goods .

What surprised Joan the most was that the big guy also revealed how to deal with the looted goods. He obviously knew that the Logan family escorted the magic crystal rifle, that is, the "ping-pong fire" in his mouth, and he specifically warned the tribe not to destroy the "ping-pong fire" contained in the box.

These dangerous iron pipes are useless by the Snow Monsters, but they can be dedicated to "Adult Trim."

Lord Trim had a word first, successfully won a "ping-pong fire", and rewarded a yak!

There are more than 100 "ping-pong fires" escorted by the caravans, plus the "ping-pong fires" equipped by Asa hunters, how many yaks are worth if they come back from the pot?

It's enough for everyone to open up their belly to eat a happy meal, and still have a lot of beef buried in the ice cave as a reserve grain for winter.

For the greedy snow monster, the **** fresh yak meat is unparalleled in temptation!

A total of 33 snow monsters in the valley were instigated by the leader's words, and all were excitedly wailing, eager to attack the caravan and **** the "ping-pong fire" for yak.

Joan was very angry and funny.

The northern snowfields are rich in yak, a fat bull, and they are sent to the market for sale. The price will never exceed 20 Jinduga; while the market price of a magic crystal rifle is as high as 600 Jinduga!

The "Adult Trim" exchanged a cow for a gun, and made it clear that the two fools were fooling around. The snow monsters also felt that they had made a big bargain, and they could only say that they were really careless.

At this time, the group of snow monsters thinking about yak meat had rushed out of the valley, their leader, the giant snow monster, took a big step to follow the clan. At this running speed, it will hit the caravan head-on in less than half an hour.

Joan no longer delays, hurriedly issued a "windstorm", fluttered his wings and flew over the mountains, and took a short cut to meet the caravan.

Joan flew for about ten minutes, and saw the caravan stop in a more open area from afar. Twenty Asa hunters all dismounted and armed with guns, and surrounded the Highland Los Beast and the caravan carrying the cargo in a defensive formation. They all looked a little nervous, and they seemed to have learned that a large wave of snow monsters was about to strike.

Uncle Logan stood in the car and was shouting loudly, guarding against enemy attacks under the command.

Hakon and Slued were standing behind their fathers. The brothers and sisters held shotguns in their hands, but from time to time they looked up into the sky, their eyes eagerly showing what they were looking for.

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