Soul of Burning Steel

"only one person."

You don’t need to look at it with your eyes. Just relying on the vibration from the dragon cart, the smell in the air, and the temperature changes in the surrounding environment, Joshua knew the reason for the dragon cart to stop. It was because a person hit the front and pulled it. The powerful vibrating force on the vehicle's earth travel dragon caused the dragon beast to faint temporarily.

The earth travel dragons that are generally used to pull dragon carts are the mixed descendants of Triceratops and Stone Rhinoceros. After thousands of years of blood selection by many races on the Mykrov continent, this kind of mixed blood is generally more than ten meters high. The dragon has almost become a new race. It has strong physique, docile temperament, long endurance, huge size and heavy armor so that it is not afraid of ordinary monster attacks.

The strength of the earth travel dragon actually exceeds that of many natural primitive dragons, and the powerful and powerful nations will train the earth travel dragon knight as a forward attack. However, due to the dragon disaster in the previous life, many docile earth-traveling dragons returned to their barbaric nature. In addition, they lived in the periphery of the city, so they caused great destruction after going crazy. Since then, there has been no power anymore. If you dare to cultivate the dragon, even the caravans of dragon cars are much less.

In this life, because Joshua developed a vaccine for crazy dragon disease very early, the damage caused by crazy dragon disease is far less than that of the previous life, so that the earth travel dragon is still an indispensable part of the Mykrov tribe.

The earth travel dragon cultivated by this dragon cart caravan named Baiya has grown into an adult. It has high-level silver strength based on its size and carapace alone. A human who can knock it stunned by a collision must be in the middle of gold. about.

"how."

Patting the ash on the sleeves, Joshua stood up a little puzzled, ready to go out to see the situation. He had noticed the man on the roadside a long time ago, but he didn't expect that this man would attack the caravan: "Golden mid-level robbery caravan, what is the idea?"

You know, the Golden Intermediate can already be regarded as the leader of a place, this kind of existence to rob the caravan is almost the commander of the local legion who has fallen into the grass.

However, Joshua soon knew what the other party thought.

Because it was winter, the caravan’s guard and owner were all wearing thick long clothes. Joshua was no exception. He was too lazy to use magic to change his appearance, so he wore a hooded robe with a mask, but stood at this time. The man who confronted the guards in front of the unconscious Earth Xinglong was dressed very shabbyly.

This rough-looking, scar-faced man has a wild black short leather armour on his upper body, two sharp scimitars slung around his waist, and animal teeth of various sizes hung around his neck. His necklace, with a roaring bear head tattoo painted on his forehead, proves his identity as a barbarian warrior.

The caravan’s guards tremblingly confronted the barbarian warrior because of professional ethics, but no one knows that the existence of being able to stun the earth travel dragon with one blow is definitely not something they can handle, the owner of the caravan. Shi Zheng tried to communicate with the other party, and he was willing to spend money and some goods in exchange for the safety of the caravan.

Generally speaking, as long as they are willing to surrender money, most robbers and robbers will not deliberately kill people. After all, killing people indiscriminately has no advantage other than putting themselves on a wanted order, but the barbarian warrior just shook his head silently. Do not communicate with the caravan leader at all.

But suddenly, he turned his head and looked at Joshua, who had just walked out of the rear cabin of the dragon cart, his blue eyes were hot.

It turned out to be for me.

Looking at each other, the soldier immediately understood this.

But this was even more strange, and Joshua frowned. If the opponent is a five-color dragon clan or a killer sent by a cult after he learned that he had traveled alone, then his strength must be at least about the highest rank of Jiyi, in other words, at least a few high priests must be dispatched. No matter how many gold ranks exist, there is no way to stop him from shooting with all his strength. No one should be unclear about this after World War I.

Just a golden mid-level... This is almost an insult, and there is no fluctuation in Qiao Xiu's heart, and even a little want to laugh.

"grown ups!"

However, the facts are always beyond the warrior's expectations. After seeing Joshua, the barbarian warrior not only did not come forward to attack, but immediately knelt on one knee, and then respectfully saluted the warrior in the tradition of barbarians. He enthusiastically said in his unskilled common language: "Please give me a chance to challenge you!"

Including the soldiers, the entire caravan was stunned for a moment. The owner of the caravan, a middle-aged northerner with gray hair, and his guard turned their heads to look at Joshua, and then immediately He lowered his eyes and dared not look at the soldier.

Although this middle-aged man had known for a long time that the identity of this guest who had been covering his face and always giving people a sense of inexplicable fear would never be simple, but he did not expect that his identity was actually a golden middle-level. All of the barbarian warriors would be so respectful. For a while, he didn't know what to do, so he could only shiver and retreat to the side with his guards to make room for the two of them.

"You want to challenge me?" Joshua really didn't know what to say at this time. He walked forward slowly, and stretched out his hand to signal the caravan members to continue backing. The soldiers looked at each other amusedly: "You Are you sure you know who I am?"

"Of course, my lord!" the barbarian said loudly, with full enthusiasm in his tone: "It is precisely because I know it is you that I am waiting here specially!"

"Never mind."

Looking sideways at the circle of panicked caravan members, there are still young women and children inside. Although Joshua is a little confused, he also knows that it is not the time to ask questions. He shook his head and said: "This is not possible, go to the woods next to him. "

After the words, the figure of the warrior disappeared, and the barbarian warrior was overjoyed when he heard the words. He immediately got up, turned into a black gust of wind, and ran towards the forest on the right.

Nearly a minute later, two figures appeared in the middle of an ordinary forest at the junction of Moldova and Moldavia.

Putting his hood down, Joshua looked at the barbarian warrior in front of him who was still excited, his expression unchanged, and he asked directly: "How do you know that I took this car to Moldova."

Obviously, the barbarian knew the identity of the warrior, but he was still cautious and did not reveal Joshua's name in front of the caravan.

"My name is Rando and I come from the Colva Marsh in the southwest of the mainland." As he saw the warrior's face, the attitude of the barbarian warrior became more respectful. He pulled out the double knives from his waist and inserted them in front of him. On the snowy ground, expressing that he has no evil intentions, the barbarian named Rando said loudly: "My lord, I was fortunate to have witnessed your fighting posture on the sacred mountain with my own eyes..."

Since Rando's lingua franca is not very good, Joshua can only understand a general idea, but the meaning has been conveyed.

For this, the soldier sighed deeply.

The barbarian warrior in front of him is, in a sense, his admirer.

Due to the proximity to the sacred mountain in the far sea, almost all creatures in the Far South believe in the Seven Gods, and the barbarian tribe in the Colva Marsh is no exception. Lando is one of the most powerful warriors in the tribe, and he responded to the call very early. , Went to the sacred mountain to fend off the mad dragon, he witnessed a series of battles on the sacred mountain by Joshua with his own eyes.

The barbarian who worships power is almost instantly overwhelmed by the strength of the warrior, and the next thing, without saying anything, is full of action, Lando set out to the north, ready to follow the strong in his heart.

And the reason why he knew about Joshua’s itinerary was a coincidence. At that time, he had just arrived in the main city of Moldavia when he saw the warrior’s dragon carriage heading for Moldova, although Joshua had curbed his own. Aura and strength, but the barbarian warrior can easily distinguish the unique smell of any person, so he chased up along the car's traces, and then went to the front while the dragon car caravan was resting, blocking the car and challenging Joe Xiuya.

The customs of barbarians are mostly simple. To follow a person, you must challenge that person with all your strength. Lando wants to experience the power of a warrior firsthand.

"It's also a straightforward temper..."

Joshua sighed. He stared at the barbarian warrior who had already picked up the two swords in front of him and was ready to go, and said seriously: "I accept your challenge, but you are too weak."

"It doesn't matter, Lord Earl!"

Lan Dukong waved two knives in his hands, two iron-gray weapons slashed through the atmosphere, leaving a red mark in the air. This was the light from the rapid friction of steel, and the harsh buzzing made the snow on the branches within hundreds of meters tremble. After falling, the barbarian warrior tensed his muscles, eager to try: "Please use your strength!"

The soldier blinked and clenched his fists.

"Ok."

In the distance, the Earth Xinglong had been awakened at this time, and he was about to rush on the road. The Baiya Chamber of Commerce who had hurriedly left suddenly heard a loud noise.

The sound is so loud that even thunder is incomparable. It easily spreads towards the woods a few kilometers away, but there is no trace of attenuation.

All kinds of beasts who were originally lurking in the forest, waiting for the winter to pass, were awakened by this sound, and then fled their lair in horror. The invisible fluctuations spread in all directions, causing the snow on the pine trees to shake off.

Suddenly, with a point in the center of the forest as the center, all the pine trees within a few kilometers of the area shook off the snow and returned to green, making a green circle appear on the originally pale ground.

...

When Rando woke up from his coma, he was seeing Joshua sitting by the campfire, roasting some wild boar legs.

The skin of the barbecue was browned, and the oil was simmering under the flames. Joshua poured the spices, and the fragrance suddenly overflowed.

"Wake up?"

Without looking back, Joshua knew that the barbarian had awakened, and he said lightly: "Your weapon is under the tree on the left."

Hearing this, Rando twisted his sore neck with difficulty and looked to the left. The two swords were indeed placed there. The barbarian stood up respectfully and saluted, and then dragged his body that was about to fall apart to take his weapon. Back.

Compared with the previous enthusiasm, Rando is now a lot calmer. Although his gaze towards Joshua still admires, there is more fear that cannot be concealed.

No matter who it is, after being nearly beaten to death by someone, he will feel terrified.

Joshua didn't care so much, he didn't have time to care about Rando's thoughts. Although the barbarian in front of him was his admirer, he was also the culprit who disturbed his vacation trip. During the few hours that the other party was in a coma, the soldier had already figured out how to deal with him.

"You are also a golden mid-level after all."

Picking it casually, throwing a wild boar leg stuck on a wooden stick to the opponent, Joshua asked calmly: "Are you sure you want to be my follower? Why?"

In the warrior’s previous life, many people planned to join his warband because of his fame and strength, but it was the first time in this life. Although the barbarians in the Far South Swamp are indeed the kind of people who will worship because of the strength of the opponent. But no matter how you look at it, Rando's decision is too rash, he wants to know the reason.

"That's natural, my lord."

After receiving the barbecue, the barbarian warrior didn't think there was anything wrong with his idea. He said with a grin, "As for why, it is only natural to follow the strong, not to mention that you are such a strong dragon slayer. I want to learn from you the profound meaning of slaying dragons!"

While eating barbecue, Rando explained the reasons. The Colva Marsh has always been a habitat for barbarians in the far south. There are hundreds of barbarian tribes living in that vast area, and where Rando is located The tribe is one of the most powerful.

Swamp barbarians rarely communicate with others. They live by tame zergs and all kinds of magical creatures. Although Rando’s tribal life is not rich, it is peaceful enough, but the dragon calamity sweeping the entire Far South Continent is in their expectation. Outside.

There are several powerful black dragons living in the Colva Marsh. They were originally respected by the barbarian tribes and never disturbed each other. There were even several barbarian tribes who would offer sacrifices to them. But when the dragon's calamity comes, these black dragons will Showing their nature, they launched a surprise attack on the barbarians in the entire swamp in the middle of the night, killing tens of thousands of barbarians, women and children.

Most of Rando's family are safe, but his sister has lost both legs. If the pastor of the Church of the Seven Gods hadn't arrived and expelled the girl's negative energy, it would be hard to say whether she could save her life.

Speaking of this, the black-haired and blue-eyed barbarian warrior's complexion immediately became savage, and the giant totem tattoo on his forehead also exuded a slight red light, but his emotions calmed down quickly, Rando raised his head and looked at Qiao Xiu. Ya, in a calm tone, he respectfully said to the warrior: "My strength has reached a bottleneck, it is difficult to reach the golden high-level, to fight those adult dragons... So, I want to be your follower, Get your guidance."

"Lord Earl, I saw you and the dragon fighting with my own eyes. I want to learn that way of fighting."

After speaking, he put down the barbecue in his hand, then knelt on his knees, and Joshua offered his double knives.

Handing over weapons to others is a ritual for barbarians to offer their loyalty.

"I want to be strong and want revenge, so I plan to follow me."

Qiao Xiuya also slowly got up. He walked in front of Rando, and simply took the two swords in the hands of the barbarian, and put them back into the opponent's hands, indicating that he recognized the identity of the opponent's follower. The warrior chuckled: "Not a bad idea, at least you are honest."

Being so swiftly and swiftly acknowledged, Rando was immediately ecstatic, with an expression of excitement on his face that could not be concealed, but he did not dare to cheer loudly because he faced Joshua.

There are many reasons why Qiao Xiu simply admitted the identity of the other party's followers. One of them is because of Rando's strength.

A golden mid-level barbarian warrior, even if it is temporarily caught in a bottleneck, his strength can be considered very powerful. After the magic tide, Rando may even have the possibility of impact. If he is guided for a while, his strength may be Continue to rise.

In addition, Winterhold Academy is also short of a few war teachers at this time. Nostradamus has always wanted to make Winterhold Academy a comprehensive professional academy, not just the Mage Academy. , But for him, mages are easy to find, and powerful knights, warriors and rangers are a bit difficult. Lando sent them to the door by himself, which just solved the trouble.

"To be honest, I have a special purpose for going out this time. You can't stay by my side."

Picking up a stone from the ground, the soldier squeezed it, and the black and red vindictiveness surged in his hand. When Joshua opened his hand, the otherwise plain gray rock had turned into a black-red ball, exuding an inexplicable and dangerous aura. He handed it to Rando: "This There is my grudge in the stone. Take it with you and go to the Winter Fort near Nissia Snow Mountain. Someone will arrange your accommodation."

"When I get back from solving this matter, I will give pointers on your strength."

The barbarian warrior was overjoyed, he swallowed, and carefully took the orb from Joshua and put it in his arms. Although Rando lives in the Big Swamp, he is not stupid, and he can see Joshua's meaning, so he immediately put the two swords in his waist, and then decisively left, as if he was afraid that the warrior would change his mind.

Watching Rando disappear into the woods, Joshua sat in place. After a long time, he touched his chin.

"Strange... just walk around, and you can meet the golden powerhouses who take refuge automatically." The soldier murmured to himself: "Although the divinity Ogna gave me contains the power of luck, it shouldn't be there. At this point?"

Having said that, Joshua pondered for a while and frowned.

"Is my charm restored?"

Shook his head~www.novelmtl.com~ The soldier decided to give up this nonsense guess.

He has arrived in Moldova, and Lando’s affairs are just a small episode. What Joshua has to do now is to first go to the main city to find out about the cultists, and then go to visit Bran around Mount Mordes. Couple.

At the same time, Mount Modes, northwest of Moldova.

The handsome swordsman with dazzling blond hair held a report in his hands, his face sinking like water.

"Sure the news is true?"

He frowned and asked the ranger who had sent the news: "Are you sure it's not a rumor spread by cultists?"

"Of course not, Lord Brandon." The ranger looked dusty, his eyebrows and hair were covered with ice and snow, he said in a hasty tone: "My brother saw that scene with his own eyes... the forest withered and the vegetation turned gray. All vitality has been plundered..."

Having said this, he swallowed, and then said with a hint of fear: "'Herras the Withered,' has really come to the Northland!"