Chapter 290: The King of the Barbarians

Jian Wu looked at the king of the barbarians, and it was difficult to find the shadow in his memory. "I see that you are no longer cowardly, king of the barbarians, and I see that you have ruled over all the tribes. ”

The king of the barbarians smiled and said, "Yes, my teacher and friend, to become a king you must embark on the path of strength, and because of this, you will also pay the price for your sin of killing at the feet of the gods." ”

"Blood and fire. "Ken Wu doesn't know what the punishment is.

"Yes, Bloodfire. ”

"Is it necessary? I experienced it once with your father. ”

"Oh, old friend, I'm afraid you won't experience the sweet fruit wine until you're in pain. ”

"On my wolf?" said the Barbarian King.

Jian Wu looked at the white wolf and shook his head. "No, I'll follow you. ”

"Don't you can't keep up!" the barbarian king raised his arms and led the giant wolf cavalry towards the Heavenly God Mountain.

Ken Wu followed behind the galloping wolves, leisurely as if he were walking, and with each step, his body flickered and disappeared in place.

When it reappeared, the foothold was a hundred meters away from the position just now.

Follow the steep winding mountain road to the top of Mt. Tenjin, and the wind is cold.

At the top of the mountain is a depression with a lake of lava, half-sunken in the mountain.

The steam produced by the convection of cold and color is constantly rising, and is dispersed by the wind, turning into a white mist, and mixing with the clouds.

The barbarians believe that the mountain of the gods is a sacred mountain, this is the head of the gods, and this lake of magma is the thoughts of the gods, and the guilty are judged by the gods, and if they are safe and sound, it means that they are forgiven.

It's an incredible tradition, because no one can climb out of the lava, it's all fished out.

The king of the barbarian clan said, "You will be ashamed when you come out, and I hope you have prepared your clothes." ”

The Barbarian King nodded. "Of course. ”

Ken Wu strode down the depression and walked towards the lake of hot magma.

As he stepped into one of his feet, the flame burned down the leg of his trousers, like a piece of paper being ignited from below.

The ignited sword walked into the lava at no normal speed until it was headless.

The barbarian giants waiting on the shore all held their breath.

A barbarian said to the king: "Great king, he is definitely not saved, even those who are in the seventh realm will be reduced to ashes." ”

"He won't. The Barbarian King said calmly.

After a while.

Someone shouted, "He's out." ”

I saw the sword rise from the magma and walk ashore, its clothes burned by the lava.

The lava ran down his face, down his shoulders, and dripped on the snow, and there was no damage on his body except for his clothes.

All the barbarian giants looked at him with horror in their eyes.

The king of the barbarians personally put a fur coat on Jian Wu, the coat was very large, but when he put it on, the excess part was cut out by the sword qi, and it fit a little.

The king of the barbarians smiled and said, "I know that these can't help you, blood and fire are like a bath to you, but I just want to see it, and my people want to see it, the respected sword." ”

After the king of the barbarians finished speaking, he made a salute, and thousands of wolf cavalry dismounted from the wolf together and performed the highest courtesy.

Anyone who passes the trial of blood and fire can be washed away from their sins and become a person respected by the barbarians.

Ken Wu was wearing a fur coat, like a child wearing adult clothes, and he smiled, "I still remember what you were like when you were a child, you became the last person you wanted to be. ”

The king of barbarians waved his hand. "We're all the same, no one can make their wishes come true, before we discuss, come back with me, you have to take a good shower. ”

The giant wolf cavalry descended the mountain in a mighty way, rushed for dozens of miles, and came to the commanding heights of the plain.

You can see the hills under the valley, lined up to the end of the horizon.

The most conspicuous thing is that there is a behemoth standing in the middle, looking from afar, like a lonely mountain in autumn and summer, mottled with colors.

"We have arrived, my kingdom. The Barbarian King said.

The magic of the barbarian giants' tents is that they are large and can be quickly assembled and disassembled.

Barbarian armies are often followed by a large logistical force, and the tents are made of countless animal skins stitched together by skilled craftsmen among them, and a layer of sheepskin is sewn on the inside, and there is not even the sound of the wind outside, only silence.

Of course, if the giants were drinking and having fun, the sound would not be even stoppable by the sheepskin tent.

The tent of the king of the barbarians was even larger and indescribable, with tens of thousands of intact animal skins spliced together into a large tent, and the huge door curtain was shown off with a white roaring wolf.

Every year, the damaged defective products will be replaced and sewn with new ones, and these tens of thousands of animal skins include almost all the creatures in the Western Barbarian Continent.

Among them were the human caravans that poured in from the Giant's Causeway, and perhaps one or two skins on them, but it was not known.

From the outside, the Barbarian King's Great Tent looks like a colorful sacred mountain.

It is worth mentioning that there is no wolf skin among the skins of these large tents, and even the white roaring wolf is made of the furs of other beasts.

The Barbarian Giants worship the wolf as a sacred object, the embodiment of the Father of the World, and the friends who accompany them in battle, and each mount is buried with the same dignity as its master after death.

In the Western Barbarians, only the king of the barbarians can wear a wolfskin hat, which is the crown and the strongest symbol.

Jian Wu exclaimed: "Breathtaking, every time I see the Great Tent of Ten Thousand Beasts, it will change, update, and become more spectacular." ”

Large armies poured into the tent country, handing out wild beasts and other booty along the way.

Before coming to the largest tent, the curtain of the white wolf's head was six meters high.

Ken Wu seemed to come to the waterfall, and the king of the barbarians single-handedly divided the water into two.

The moment he rolled the curtain in, a gust of wind appeared out of thin air, showing the heaviness of the curtain.

Jian Wu followed the king of the barbarians into the big tent.

"It reminds me of a proverb. ”

The Barbarian King smiled, "Hahahaha, I know what you want to say. ”

The two spoke in unison. "The barbarian's sewing needle is comparable to a sword. ”

Entering the tent, the wind howling outside was isolated, as if entering another world, full of the smell of mutton, and the oil lamps burned steadily in a few fixed positions, barely able to illuminate the huge space and fight against the shadows.

"I'm sorry I can't take you to my Great Axe City, it's hunting season, and as the king of the barbarians, you must follow the tent. The Barbarian King poured Jian Wu a glass of wine and asked. "My teacher, my friend, who did you kill at the feet of the gods? ”

The barbarian king flashed wisdom in his deep eye sockets, he knew how much power the man in front of him was "smaller" than the barbarian child, and the person he killed must be extraordinary.

Ken Wu said: "A character who is good at escaping, I think he deliberately lured me here, and the one who died is just an outcast, it doesn't matter." ”

Seeing the expression of the barbarian king, Ken Wu raised his wine glass in greeting. "It's not my hands, I'm following your traditions. ”。

The Barbarian King nodded. "It doesn't matter, what matters is, do you still have people you can't keep up with?"