"only one person."
He didn't need to use his eyes to see. Just relying on the vibrations from the dragon car, the smell in the air, and the temperature changes in the surrounding environment, Joshua knew the reason why the dragon car stopped. It was because a person hit the front puller. The powerful force shook the dragon's body, causing the dragon to faint temporarily.
The ground dragons generally used to pull dragon carts are the hybrid descendants of Stegosaurus Triceratops and Stone Rhinoceros. After thousands of years of blood selection by many races on the Mycroft continent, this kind of hybrid is generally more than ten meters tall. The dragon has almost become a new race. It has a strong physique, a gentle temperament, and long endurance. Its huge size and thick armor make it not afraid of ordinary monster attacks.
The strength of earthly dragons actually exceeds that of many natural original dragons. Powerful countries will train earthly dragon knights as vanguards to attack the enemy. However, due to the dragon disaster in the previous life, many docile earth dragons returned to their savage nature. In addition, their residences were located around the city, so they caused great damage when they went crazy. Since then, they have no power. If you dare to cultivate earthly dragons, even the dragon caravans will be much smaller.
In this life, because Joshua developed a vaccine for the mad dragon disease very early, the harm caused by the mad dragon disease is far less than that in the previous life, so that the earth dragon is still an indispensable part of the Mycroft clan.
This earthly dragon named Bai Ya, cultivated by the Dragon Caravan, has reached adulthood. It has the strength of a high-level silver based on its size and carapace alone. A human who can knock it out with a single collision must be in the middle-level of gold. about.
"how."
After patting the dust on his sleeves, Joshua stood up in confusion, preparing to go out to see the situation. He had noticed the man on the roadside for a long time, but he did not expect that this man would actually attack the caravan: "What is the idea of intermediate gold-level people robbing the caravan?"
You know, the middle-level gold can already be regarded as the leader of a place. If such a person robs a caravan, it is almost like the commander of the local legion has turned into a bandit. It is simply unbelievable.
However, Joshua soon knew what the other party was thinking.
Since it was winter, the guards and owners of the caravan were all wearing thick long clothes, and 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 at this time he stood The man confronting the guards in front of the unconscious Di Xing Long was dressed very simply.
This rough-looking man with a scar on his face wears a wild short black leather armor on his upper body. He carries two sharp scimitars at his waist, and around his neck are various animal teeth of different sizes. necklace and a tattoo of a roaring bear's head on his forehead, proving his identity as a barbarian warrior.
Because of their professional ethics, the guards of the caravan trembled and confronted the barbarian warrior, but everyone knew that a being who could knock out an earthly dragon with one blow was definitely not something they could handle. The owner of the caravan was here. Shi Zheng tried to communicate with the other party, and he was willing to give up money and some goods in exchange for the safety of the caravan.
Generally speaking, as long as they are willing to hand over money, most robbers and robbers will not deliberately kill people. After all, killing people indiscriminately has no benefits except getting themselves wanted. But this barbarian warrior just shook his head silently. No communication with the caravan leader at all.
But suddenly, he turned his head and looked at Joshua, who had just walked out of the rear compartment of the dragon carriage, his green eyes filled with fire.
Turns out it was for me.
Looking at each other, the warrior understood this immediately.
But this was even more strange, and Joshua frowned. If the opponent is a five-color dragon tribe or a killer sent by a cultist after learning that he is traveling alone, then his strength must be at least around the highest level of Jiyi. In other words, at least a few high priests must be dispatched. No matter how many gold-level people there are, they can't stop him from attacking with all his strength. This should be clear to everyone after the battle on the Holy Mountain.
Just a gold mid-level... This was almost an insult. Joshua had no emotion in his heart and even wanted to laugh a little.
"grown ups!"
However, the reality is always beyond the warrior's expectations. After seeing Joshua, this barbarian warrior not only did not step forward to attack, but immediately knelt down on one knee, and then respectfully saluted the warrior in the barbarian tradition. He said enthusiastically in common language that he was not very proficient in: "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 Northlander with gray hair, and his guards all turned to look at Joshua, and then immediately He lowered his eyes, not daring to look at the soldier.
Although this middle-aged man had long known that the identity of this guest who always covered his face and always gave people a sense of inexplicable fear would definitely not be simple, but he did not expect that his identity was actually as high as a gold middle-level All the barbarian warriors would be so respectful. For a moment, he didn't know what to do. He could only tremble and step aside 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 to retreat. The soldier looked at each other amusedly: "You Are you sure you know who I am?"
"Of course, sir!" the barbarian said loudly, with full fanaticism in his tone: "It is precisely because I know it is you that I waited here specially!"
"That's fine."
Looking sideways at the frightened caravan members around him, there were many women and children inside. Although Joshua was a little confused, he also knew that now was not the time to ask questions. He shook his head and said: "We can't do it here, go to the woods next to it. "
After speaking, the warrior's figure disappeared, and the barbarian warrior was overjoyed after hearing the words. He immediately stood up, turned into a black 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 border of Moldova and Moldavia.
Putting down his hood, Joshua looked at the barbarian warrior in front of him who still looked excited and his expression had not changed at all. He asked directly: "How did you know that I took this car to Moldova."
It was obvious that 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 Lando, and I come from the Colva Swamp in the southwest of the mainland." Because he saw the warrior's face, the barbarian warrior's attitude became more respectful. He pulled out the two swords from his waist, and then inserted them in front of him. On the snow, showing that he had no evil intentions, the barbarian named Lando said loudly: "Sir, I was fortunate enough to witness your fighting posture on the Holy Mountain..."
Since Lando's lingua franca was not very good, Joshua only understood a rough idea, but the meaning was conveyed.
For this reason, the warrior sighed deeply.
The barbarian warrior in front of him was, in a sense, his admirer.
Due to its proximity to the Holy Mountain in the Far Sea, almost all creatures in the Far South believe in the Seven Gods. The barbarian tribe in the Korva Swamp is no exception. Lando, one of the most powerful warriors in the tribe, responded to the call very early. , went to the Holy Mountain to defend against the mad dragon, and he witnessed Joshua's series of battles on the Holy Mountain with his own eyes.
The barbarians who worshiped strength were impressed by the strength of the warrior almost instantly, and there is no need to say what happened next. Lando set out for the North with full action, preparing to follow the strong man in his heart.
The reason why he knew Joshua's itinerary was a coincidence. He had just arrived in the main city of Moldavia and happened to see the dragon chariot riding on the warrior heading towards Moldova. Although Joshua restrained his Momentum and strength, but the barbarian warrior can easily distinguish the unique smell of any person, so he chased him along the car tracks, then went around to the front while the dragon caravan was resting, stopped the car and challenged Qiao Shuya.
Most of the barbarian customs are very simple. To follow a person, you must challenge that person with all your strength. Lando wanted to experience the power of a warrior personally.
"He is also a straightforward person..."
Joshua sighed. He stared at the barbarian warrior in front of him who had picked up his two swords and was ready to attack. He said seriously: "I accept your challenge, but you are too weak."
"It doesn't matter, Lord Count!"
Landukong waved his hands and hit both knives. The two iron-gray weapons slashed through the atmosphere, leaving a red mark in the air. This was the fire caused by the rapid friction of steel. The harsh buzzing made the snow on the branches hundreds of meters away tremble. Falling, the barbarian warrior's muscles tensed up and he was eager to try: "Please use all your strength!"
The warrior blinked and clenched his fists.
"OK."
In the distance, the Dixinglong had awakened and was about to leave in a hurry. The Baiya Chamber of Commerce suddenly heard a loud noise.
The sound was so loud that it was incomparable to thunder. It spread easily toward the woods several kilometers away without any sign of attenuation.
All kinds of beasts that were lurking in the forest, waiting for the winter to pass, were awakened by the sound, and then fled their lairs in terror. Invisible fluctuations spread in all directions, shaking off the snow on the pine trees.
Suddenly, centered on a point in the middle of the forest, all the pine trees within a few kilometers shook off their snow and returned to green, making a perfect green circle appear on the originally pale ground.
…
When Lando woke up from his coma, he saw Joshua sitting by the campfire, roasting some boar legs.
The skin of the barbecue has been browned, and it is sizzling and oily under the flames. Joshua pours in the spices, and the aroma suddenly fills up.
"Are you awake?"
Without looking back, Joshua knew that the barbarian had woken up. He said calmly: "Put your weapons under the tree on the left."
Hearing this, Lando twisted his extremely 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 out his weapons. Back.
Compared with the previous enthusiasm, Lando has calmed down a lot now. Although he still looks at Joshua with admiration, there is an unconcealable fear in his eyes.
No matter who it is, they will feel scared after being almost punched to death.
Joshua didn't care so much. He didn't have time to care about Lando'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 when the barbarian was unconscious, the warrior had already thought of how to deal with him.
"After all, you are also a golden intermediate."
He casually picked up and threw a 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 war group because of his fame and strength, but this is the first time in this life. Although the barbarians in the far south swamp are indeed the kind of people who will worship the other party because of their strength. But no matter how he looked at it, Lando's decision was too hasty, and he wanted to know the reason.
"That is natural, my lord."
After taking the barbecue, the barbarian warrior didn't think there was anything wrong with his idea. He said carelessly: "As for why, it is only natural to follow the strong, not to mention you are such a strong dragon slayer. I want to learn the secret of dragon slaying from you!"
While eating barbecue, Lando explained the reason. The Colva Swamp has always been the habitat of barbarians in the Far South. There are hundreds of barbarian tribes living in that vast area, and Lando's location The tribe is one of the most powerful.
The swamp barbarians seldom communicate with the outside world. They make a living by taming insects and various magical creatures. Although Lando's tribal life is not rich, it is peaceful enough, but the dragon disaster that swept the entire Far South Continent was beyond their expectations. outside.
There are several powerful black dragons living in the Colva Swamp. They originally respected the barbarian tribes as guests and never disturbed each other. Some barbarian tribes even offered sacrifices to them. However, when the dragon disaster struck, these black dragons Revealing their true nature, they launched a surprise attack on the barbarians throughout the swamp in the middle of the night, killing tens of thousands of barbarian women and children.
Most of Lando's family members were safe, but his sister lost both legs. If the priest from the Church of the Seven Gods hadn't arrived and expelled the negative energy from the girl's body, it would have been hard to say whether she could have saved her life.
Having said this, the black-haired and blue-eyed barbarian warrior's face immediately turned ferocious, and the giant totem tattoo on his forehead also glowed slightly red, but his mood calmed down quickly. Lando raised his head and looked at Qiao Xiu Ya, he said to the warrior respectfully in a calm tone: "My strength has reached a bottleneck. It is difficult to reach the golden level and fight those adult dragons... Therefore, I want to become your follower and get Your guidance.”
"Lord Earl, I saw with my own eyes the battle between you and the dragon, and I want to learn that kind of fighting method."
After he finished speaking, he put down the barbecue in his hand, then knelt on his knees and offered his two knives to Joshua.
Giving weapons to others is a ritual for barbarians to offer their loyalty.
"I long for strength and revenge, so I plan to follow me."
Joshua also stood up slowly. He walked to Lando, simply took the two swords from the barbarian's hands, and put them back into the other's hands, indicating that he recognized the identity of the other's followers. The warrior chuckled: "Not a bad idea, at least you're honest."
Lando was immediately overjoyed to be recognized so straightforwardly. He showed an unconcealable look of excitement on his face, but he did not dare to cheer loudly because he was facing Joshua.
There are many reasons why Joshua recognized the identity of the other party's followers so easily. One of them is because of Lando's strength.
A golden mid-level barbarian warrior, even if he is temporarily stuck in a bottleneck, his strength can be considered very strong. After the demonic tide, Lando even has the possibility of attacking the ultimate intention. If he guides him for a while, his strength may still be able to Keep rising.
In addition, Winterkeep College is also short of several war department teachers at this time. Nostradamus has always wanted to make Winterkeep College a comprehensive professional college, not just a mage college. , but for him, mages are easy to find, but powerful knights, warriors and rangers are a bit difficult. Lando himself came to his door, which just solved this trouble.
"To be honest, I have a special purpose for going out this time. You can't stay with me."
Picking up a stone from the ground, the warrior pinched it, with black and red fighting spirit surging in his hands. When Joshua opened his hand, the plain gray rock had turned into a black-red ball, exuding an inexplicable dangerous aura. He handed it to Lando: "This ball The stone contains my fighting spirit, take it with you to Winter Castle near the Nissii Snow Mountain, and someone will arrange your accommodation."
"When I come back from solving this matter, I will show you your strength."
The barbarian warrior was overjoyed. He swallowed, carefully took the ball handed over by Joshua, and put it into his arms. Although Lando lived in a large swamp, he was not stupid. He could naturally see what Joshua meant, so he immediately put the two swords into his waist, then decisively said goodbye and left, as if he was afraid that the warrior would change his mind.
Joshua sat there as he watched Lando disappear into the woods. After a long time, he touched his chin.
"It's strange... if you just walk around, you can meet a strong golden man who automatically takes refuge." The warrior murmured to himself: "Although the divinity given to me by Organa contains the power of luck, it should not reach this level. That’s the point, right?”
Having said this, Joshua pondered for a while and frowned.
"Has my charm returned?"
Shaking his head, the soldier decided to give up this nonsense speculation.
He has already arrived in Moldova, and Lando's matter is just a small episode. What Joshua needs to do now is to go to the main city to find out about the cultists, and then go to visit Bran around Mount Modes. Mr. and Mrs. Den.
Meanwhile, in northwest Moldova, Mount Modes.
The handsome swordsman with dazzling blond hair held a report in his hand, his face as dark as water.
"Are you sure the news is true?"
He frowned and asked the ranger who 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 hurried tone: "My brother saw that scene with his own eyes... The forest withered, the vegetation turned to ashes, everything All vitality has been robbed..."
Having said this, he swallowed, and then said with a hint of fear: "'Herras the Blighter' has really arrived in the North!"
(End of chapter)