Chapter Twenty-Three: The Northland's Scenery and Winter Claws

The search for Beamon's lair finally set off.

The members of the team include the new Barbarian King Tydamir, the Beast Spirit Walker Udir, the Wasteland Hunter Zubin, the Relentless Stalker Ugert, and the Crusher Zagger.

Of course, this line of work also needs some manpower.

Among them is a squad of Frostwolf Knights, who is responsible for mobile vigilance.

A hunter sentry team composed of elite hunters from the Zubin tribe and hunters from the Urgert tribe.

These barbarian hunters, who often fight the beasts of the Northland, are arguably the best experts in the wilderness.

A small group of elite Tedamir guards and a small group of Barbarian Strikers under Zagar belong to the team's guards.

In addition, there are two small oil bottles that Edward carried, Ebese and Nunu.

Although Edward also hoped that Nunu would not go, the halfling was smarter than a monkey.

Soon after the team set out, the boy came out of a basket, and Edward could only accept the boy with a wry smile.

The scenery of the Northland is always snow-white, and if you look at it at first, it will be better, but if you see it too much, you will feel that it is really torture. The team moved forward silently, and the barbarian hunters always got some prey from time to time along the way.

Edward felt that this ability was really amazing, after all, there was a white expanse everywhere, how could there be so many prey. So Edward also participated in their hunt.

Although this was the first time he had faced this kind of hunting, the barbarian hunters were all experienced hunters, and Edward, a rookie, had managed to hunt a reindeer.

However, in general, Ibesi's superior hearing and perception, as well as Nunu's dexterous prostrate skills, were even more praised by these barbarian hunters.

Edward, on the other hand, was praised for his strength......

The battered Edward was no longer involved in the hunt. Instead, he meditates and practices magic, after all, he has reached the threshold of a high-level mage. Because of the existence of the sage book of chicken wings, Edward can directly advance as long as he strengthens his control over the elements.

At the same time, because it is relatively idle. Edward would also tell stories to the barbarians.

The main story is naturally the story of Journey to the West, although Edward's adaptation of the story is a bit bizarre.

For example, Tang Seng became a mage, Sun Wukong became a barbarian, Zhu Bajie became an ogre, and the goblins of the sand monk dwarves became underground monsters such as dark elves, and as for the Buddha and the Jade Emperor, they were all replaced by dragon gods and angels.

In short, Edward didn't know what he was talking about, but both the barbarians and Nunu listened with relish.

(If anyone can sum up Journey to the West with this kind of character setting, I will kneel on the ground and sing conquest.) ）

Eliminate the boredom of the journey. Time has become less and less long.

And as the journey progressed farther and farther away, the scenery that Edward could see was no longer so singular.

For example, the migrating reindeer herd, the wolf howl in the dark, and most exaggeratedly, Edward saw a herd of huge mammoths drinking water on the shore.

These mammoths are as big as a three-story villa, and they are shaking when they walk, and in short, Edward really saw the scenery of the Northland.

On this day, everyone in the team was tasting the barbecue made by mammoths, but one of the hunters brought strange news that someone was actually following the team, and with the hunters' strong detection ability, they were unable to catch each other.

Although I don't know where the other party is from. But obviously something is going to happen.

To say that the journey was generally smooth, after all, no matter how powerful the beasts in the wild were, they could not be the opponents of Tydamir, a legendary barbarian, and the other four hero-level powerhouses.

Sure enough, three days later, an army appeared at the front of the line.

What is more surprising, however, is that this force is clearly a barbarian tribe as well.

"You're the new Barbarian King?" A female savage riding on a large bear-like boar said condescendingly.

"That's right. I am the new Barbarian King Tydamir Savage, may I ask you? Tedamir was naturally relieved to see that it was a barbarian, after all, this place was already close to the Frozen Mountains. If the Frost Witch's minions were targeting this team, it would undoubtedly make it more difficult for the team to complete the task.

"My name is Sejuani. The patriarch of the Winterclaw clan is also the leader of the Eastern Barbarians in what you call it. "The female savage looks a little bit bad-mouthed. And the female leader seems to have a naturally loud voice. And the voice is very low, and it looks very strong with a huge wild boar.

"Haha, it looks like you're very good at fighting, why don't we two compete with each other?" A barbarian with a horned hat and a long beard with two axes suddenly shouted.

And looking at him in such a cold weather, all the exposed arms are raised high, and you know that this guy does have two hits under his hands.

"Don't mess around! We're here to discuss what to do with the Frost Witch. Another bald savage reprimanded.

Edward had noticed this barbarian for a long time, for the barbarian was not only extremely tall and half-fruity, but also carried a large, exaggerated shield. Although Edward felt that it was more appropriate to call it a gate.

"Master Bron, just let the two of them compare and compare, if they don't have the strength, why should we cooperate with them?" Sejuani, sitting on a wild boar, seemed to be a restless lord.

"I'm sorry, Your Highness, but could I invite you to visit our tribe?" The bald man Bloom seemed to be more authoritative among the three, so after Bloom spoke, the other two didn't say more.

"Of course, senior." Tedamir said humbly, because the bald man in front of him was a legendary powerhouse, and he was also a median legend. The other two are also the strength of the peak of heroes, although there is a gap between them and Tedamir who has just entered the legend, but looking at the confident appearance of the two, it is obvious that they should soon be able to break through the barrier and enter the legend.

In particular, the matriarch who rode the wild boar looked like she was no more than thirty years old, but she was able to reach this level, and this talent was extremely amazing.

Along the way, the Barbarians of the Iceclaw Clan seemed to be defiant of Tydamir's men.

The two sides almost fought, but fortunately, the bigwigs on both sides were present, so they didn't really do it.

The camp of Iceclaw is in a glacial canyon with a small river that has not melted, and a large forest on either side.

The smell of sulfur in the air suggests that there should be a hot spring here.

Here Edward actually met an acquaintance.

"Uh, why are you here?" Edward asked strangely as he looked at the lively elf in front of him.

"What are we going to do with you?" Ash choked Edward.

"Well, when I didn't ask." Edward spread his hands and turned to leave.

Ash hurriedly pulled Edward and said, "Don't go, it's boring here, talk to me for a while." ”

"What do I have to do with you, why should I talk to you?" Edward asked rhetorically.

"Humph, stingy!" Ash said angrily.

"Then tell me why you're here." Edward's curiosity came up again.

"Hmph, you'll know when the time comes anyway, I'll tell you." Ash said reluctantly.

"Our Ice Elf ancestor is actually the inheritor of His Highness Avarosa, one of the three princesses of Freljord." Ash said with some confusion.

"Freljord! Three princesses? Aren't you elves? "Edward is a little strange when the Ice Elves got involved with the Barbarians.

That doesn't seem like a good match, does it? (To be continued.) )