Dutton held out an outstretched hand to Scott, with a small piece of gravel in the palm of his hand.

"It's ...... Some kind of gem?" Scott guessed, the translucent gravel taking on a pale pink color, like some kind of crystal.

"Reindeer stone. Dutton explained to him, "When Sao was incinerating the bodies, he found fragments of the stone from the boots of several people. ”

The undead who were struck down by Scott were taken down by the barbarians. Whatever their bodies are driven to do, they themselves are innocent. According to the custom of the barbarians, their corpses were burned to ashes and sprinkled on the earth, never to be disturbed by anyone again. Their power will return to the earth and be inherited by new life, and their souls will join their ancestors, forever guarding their homeland - at least, once upon a time.

As a shaman, Sio is in charge of the ritual of returning those people to the earth. They disappeared into the flames, just as their relics were usually inherited by their families at the time of their birth, but only a few of these people had family members in the camp. When Sio was picking up the relics that had been left unattended, he found these beautiful rubble.

Reindeer stone is a rare gemstone, and women can occasionally pick it up as ornaments in the rivers and streams that flow out of the Giant's Ridge, but the barbarians never go to the mountains of the Giant's Ridge to mine it, they are not dwarves, it is not their hobby to knock stones, and they believe that the Giant's Ridge is made from the fallen corpses of the giants, and they do not knock on the corpses of their ancestors for some kind of stone that can only be used for decoration.

It's winter, all the water has stopped flowing, and the only place where it is possible for this rubble to fall into the boots of the dead is the cave at the foot of the Giant's Ridge, where the barbarians lived thousands of years ago. And Sio had been to those caves in his youth, listening to the voices of his ancestors, and in his memory, from the direction from which the dead had come, there was only one place, and he had seen the pink veins, scattered in two or three caves not far away.

"We'll send someone to investigate. "We know it's all because of the human mages -- though some say they're not actually human, but the devil has become human." ”

"No...... They are human beings. Remembering Tulum's accusations, Scott rubbed his hands uncomfortably, even though he wasn't cold at all, "They are called necromancers, and even among humans, they are never welcome...... That's why I hid here far away. ”

Dutton nodded, "I know that there have always been people hiding in the Giant's Ridge, but they are very cunning and difficult to find, but they have never harmed us. I don't know why they suddenly have such power, but we can't back down - this is our land, our home, and we're going to destroy them, drive them away, and make them never dare to set foot on the ice again. ”

Scott was silent for a moment, he agreed with Dutton's words, but he was worried that Dutton didn't understand what kind of enemy they were facing, and even he didn't know how many undead creatures were hiding in the darkness, and where the necromancers' new powers came from. He pondered for a moment before speaking cautiously, "I have met the leader of the Winter Wolf Tribe, Tulum, in the Castle Forest. He was a young and brave warrior, but he chose to flee his homeland. ”

"Yes, Bamp told me that Tulum lived in the human forest with some survivors of their tribe, and you helped them. "I can't blame the young man, the Winterwolf Tribe is the only tribe that has fought with the devils and monsters so far, I know they suffered heavy casualties, Tulum's father died as a result, and he doesn't even know if the dead have become monsters." There weren't many people left in his clan, and it was a difficult choice for him. I had sent to tell him that the Benlu tribe was willing to help him, but ...... Unfortunately, as neighboring tribes, the relationship between Benlu and Winter Wolf is not friendly, and we all have relatives who died in the battle against each other...... Because of this, he probably didn't believe me much. ”

Feuds are probably the most difficult hatred of any race, and Scott is not at all surprised by this.

"If you're trying to tell me this fight isn't going to be that easy, trust me, kid, I know. For the first time in millennia, barbarians have lost the guidance of their ancestors, imagine that all the gods you believe in are suddenly gone, pastor, and then you may understand our situation. Invisible fears are harder to deal with than visible enemies. Dutton paused, worry making him look old.

"How can I help?" asked Scott bluntly, believing that that was exactly what Dutton had called him here for.

"You have helped us, and I have not thanked you yet. Dutton solemnly bowed his head to Scott, and Scott returned the salute in the same gesture.

"We've never asked humans for help, but you obviously know better about those ...... Necromancer, Bamp said you entered the ice field to find those necromancers and ice dragons, and we want you to tell us everything you know, their abilities, their weaknesses...... I'd love for you to take our warriors and go with them to find their hiding places. Dutton looked directly at Scott earnestly.

Scott hesitated before cautiously speaking: "I'm glad to have that kind of trust, but it's not an easy task. If the necromancers do hide there, I can't guarantee that I will be able to bring each of them back safely. Especially...... I also understand that not every barbarian is able to trust humans. ”

He was respected by most people here, but he was not without the voices of skepticism - how could a single human destroy so many undead monsters, he might have been sent by a necromancer to gain the trust of the barbarians, and then wait for an opportunity to destroy the camp.

Such rumors were obviously not very pleasant, but he didn't really care about them either. Not so long ago, he had also dismissed barbarians as rampaging and unreasonable, enemies of humanity, and some even said they would eat the corpses of their own enemies. It is not surprising that there is a long-standing misunderstanding between the two races. But to accede to Dutton's request and take a companion on the road who can't trust each other is tantamount to suicide and homicide.

"I understand the dangers, and that's what I want to show impatient and arrogant young people that they need to know what kind of enemy they are facing. And I assure you, everyone...... Including my son Domt, who will obey any of your orders as if they were me. Dutton made a solemn commitment.

"Then I also promise you that I will do my best. Scott said with a smile.

Even if he refuses, Dutton is clearly not going to give up the lead, and it is highly likely that the person he sent will never return.

At this point, he had to solve the necromancer's problem first. This was originally his duty, as well as ...... Make a small compensation for everything that Isis has done.

"I'm afraid there's going to be a blizzard. Hal looked worriedly at the black clouds that were tumbling in the sky.

“...... Isn't this a blizzard now?" asked Naria aloud. The big snowflakes had been falling for a while, and the whining wind had been sounding all morning, and their bodies were covered with snow, almost merging with the earth, and they didn't have to worry about being discovered by the people of the Blackmane Tribe.

"That's far from it. Hal shook his head, "We'll have to find a place to escape...... The camp of the Benlu tribe should be nearby. ”

"Another camp?" Narya was a little skeptical, "we're not going to be locked up for a few more days, are we?"

"It's better than freezing to death or getting lost in a snowstorm. Hal wasn't sure how different the people of the Benlu tribe were from the Blackmane tribe, but the blizzard on the plains was so powerful that he didn't dare to risk it.

"Listen to you. Norway said. He had encountered storms in the desert and knew very well that in the face of the power of nature, it was best not to be lucky or too arrogant, and to listen to the locals obediently to save his life.

Hal discerned the direction and shouted as he let his reindeer gallop in a westerly direction.

But the blizzard still caught up with them. The wind was like a huge wave, as if it could overturn the sleigh at any moment, Hal covered the reindeer with a thick blanket, and their fluff could not withstand the cold in the hurricane, and many animals died in a sudden snowstorm every year when they were about to survive the cold winter.

The snowflakes also seemed to have turned into some kind of weapon, slapping heavily on everyone, and they could only wrap their entire faces and huddle together on the sleigh. Norway squinted his eyes and looked around, now not only could he not tell the direction, but he could not even tell the difference between heaven and earth.

Tess sneered in his arms, trembling and exclaiming, "I finally understand why barbarians have the same long hair and beards as dwarves, so that at least their ears and jaws don't freeze!"

Norway smiled and hugged her tightly, and remained optimistic in such a situation, no frustration, no anxiety, no complaints—the girl he had raised always made him proud.

The sleigh slowed down and stopped, and Hal staggered down against the wind, groping his way in front of the reindeer.

"What's wrong? want to help?" asked Norway aloud.

"The chest strap is broken!" replied Hal with some frustration, he should have checked it when he left the Blackmane Tribe's camp, but he was really not in a good mood at the time, so he forgot about it. Now, this oversight could kill them all here.

Norway handed Tess to Akan and climbed down the sled, where he was even a little unsteady on his feet when a gust of wind blew by, and he had to step his feet deep into the snow to avoid being blown away.

The reindeer's chest strap was apparently slashed by someone, but it was not cut, and after a long pull, it was broken at such a time.

"Probably some kid did it. Hal said helplessly, he unbuckled his belt and measured the length, and now he had to replace it with this for the time being.

Norway helped him soothe the reindeer and keep them where they were, when he suddenly heard a scream and Akan roar.

He turned his head and saw a petite figure suddenly disappear into the wind and snow as if it had been grasped by a large invisible hand.