After flying two or three hundred miles to the west, he officially entered the world mountain range.

As the temperature gets colder and the air thinner, Wren and the Ultramarines have the fire dragon lower its altitude and skim through the gaps between the mountains.

As far as the eye can see, there are tall mountain peaks everywhere.

In this harsh environment, more powerful monsters and beasts live, and Wren has avoided danger many times with his superhuman eyesight and alertness.

Once, they encountered a group of white dragons.

The White Dragon is the least intelligent branch of the Color Dragon, fierce and savage, acting on instinct and indistinguishable from beasts, known as the Shame of the Dragon, and they appear in groups as family units.

There were five of them, more than the number of fiery dragons.

The two prime-headed white dragons are in the middle of the Legend, and the other three should be their descendants, and they are also close to adulthood.

Fortunately, Wren discovered them in advance more than a dozen miles away.

He landed as soon as possible, put all the fire dragons into the taming space, and took the extreme warriors to hide under the cave in time, so that he did not meet the white dragon head-on.

Traveling all the way around and dodging powerful monsters, he finally reached Karl Peak after two days.

Wren landed more than thirty miles away.

"What a mountain!"

He sighed deeply.

A huge mountain peak reaching into the sky stood in front of him, like a huge wall, blocking most of the view. The clouds only reach its waist, and through the clouds, you can vaguely see that the peaks are like pyramids, covered with glaciers and snow, reflecting a dazzling white light, making it difficult to look directly for a long time.

Its mountain is extremely steep, with many ridges like knives and axes, and ice cliffs, with an average slope of more than 45 degrees, which is impossible for ordinary people to climb.

There are more than a dozen high mountains around Karl Peak, any of which is higher than King Kong Peak, but they are so mediocre at the foot of Karvon that they resemble small slopes.

The Karl Peaks between these high mountains stand out from the crowd and are set off even more majestic.

Wren remembered that in the dwarven language, Karl Peak was called "Lonely Peak", a fitting name that anyone would feel lonely when they first saw it.

The Soul Eye measures height, but does not get an accurate value.

Wren guessed by feeling that Karl Peak was at least 15,000 meters away, about twice the size of Mount Everest, the highest peak on Earth in the previous life.

And that's just the second highest peak in the world.

I really don't know how many meters the world's largest "Supreme Mountain" will reach!

After admiring the magnificent peak for a moment, Wren jumped on the fire dragon and flew past against the ground.

Hab's message was brief, he had seen the Storm Giant in the northern part of Karl Peak. Karl Peak covers such a vast area, with the surrounding mountains, almost 2,000 square miles.

Even if it's just the north, it's still very difficult to find a colony of storm giants from it.

In addition, Karl Peak is located in the middle of the world's mountain ranges, which are the turning point of the entire vast mountain range, with the Tyrren Plateau, the home of the Minotaurs, on the west side and the Death Forest Sea on the east side.

Between the Terren Plateau and the Sea of Death Forest, there is a narrow ravine, low terrain, like a corridor carved out of the mountains, and the only route that can be passed without crossing the mountains of the world, called Sokrod.

Sokorod is the gateway between the East and the West of the Old World.

In the new era when maritime transport is developed today, this route is still in use, with many caravans and adventurers coming and going, and the Minotaurs traveling to the empire also set off from here.

Wren rode the fiery dragon and searched north from Karl Peak to the Sokrod Corridor.

In three days, he traveled back and forth to this area many times, the soul eye was open all the time, and even the outer perimeter of the Death Forest to the northeast of Karl Peak was also circled, and he encountered many powerful monsters and monsters, but he did not find any trace of the storm giant at all.

In the Sokrod Corridor, Wren also asked some overland caravans, and the answers he got were all unknown.

An old mercenary told Wren in awe that he had walked the road hundreds of times, was familiar with the world's mountains and Karl Peak, but had never said that there were storm giants.

Wren was silent.

He continued to search for two days, but found nothing.

"Damn, the five hundred gold guilders have been deceived. Wren's mind conjured up the loyal and honest face of Habu the Minotaur, "This profiteer ......"

"I'll settle accounts with you when I get back to Modu!"

Wren decided to give up, it has been more than ten days since he came out this time, and Sicarius and they are still waiting in Astarte, and they will build the base of Fort Vajra first.

He did not return the same way, but flew east for half a day, entering the border between the Sain Plateau and the World Mountain Range, away from the dangers in the mountains, so as not to run into the group of white dragons again.

The fiery dragon flies along the border between the plateau and the mountains.

Karl Peak is getting farther and farther behind him.

Wren glanced back and couldn't help but sigh, is the thunder and lightning affinity element really so hard to find?

For Thor's hammer, he has been stuck in a seventh-level wizard for more than half a year.

Although it is not a delay, the strength in other aspects has improved, but it is still a little depressing to delay for so long when it is clear that it can be upgraded at any time.

Why don't you fuse other demon souls first, and when you reach level ninth, then find a thunderbolt affinity?

The three thunderbolt affinities, when promoted to the legend, should be enough to advance to the thunderbolt form!

"Boom ......"

Just as Wren was considering other options, a violent movement was heard.

"What sound?"

He looked at the source of the sound, coming from the mountains more than ten miles away in front of him, and suddenly saw a large group of wild horses covered in blue and gold, running quickly between the mountains, with a huge momentum, causing the air to churn violently, like a storm.

There were three or four hundred wild horses in this herd, and they were able to walk through the air, and they were able to walk on the rugged mountains at great speed.

Between the runs, the breath of the huge herd of horses is connected, as if it were a whole.

They are chasing a large bear.

Wren couldn't help but be a little surprised when he saw the appearance of this bear, this was a legendary magical beast "Earth Bear", about eight meters long, round head and fat brain, extremely strong, estimated to weigh more than 100,000 pounds, but running like a fly, thick fur emitted a brown earth element light, forming an indestructible armor.

The Earth Bear is an evolution of the high-level Earth Brown Bear, and the difference in strength is worlds apart.

It is rumored that the Earth Bear has the power to fight dragons.

However, the Earth Bear is being chased by a herd of wild horses and looks rather embarrassed.

Wren saw a dwarven figure on its back, holding a soul gun with a long barrel, and from time to time it turned back to shoot.

When the guns rang out, a wild horse fell, but it could not form an effective interception.

In the middle of the dwarf's head, there was also a pale green illusory bird, with a wingspan of less than two meters, small in size, and an owl in appearance.

Wren was amazed.

A legendary dwarven hunter, whose animal companion is also a legendary monster, was actually chased by a group of wild horses, and many times in danger, it looked a little bad.

He didn't hesitate and let the fire dragon accelerate and fly over.

As he approached, the Earth Bear had already run down from the mountain and was running wild on the flat plateau. Its speed is actually not slow, it can run a few meters with each step, but it is still a little slower than the wild horse behind it, and it can't be thrown away when it runs with all its might.

Just as he was about to catch up, the Earth Bear suddenly stopped and turned around, slamming his forefoot on the ground.

One by one, huge ground pierced the ground and plunged into the sky.

The four hooves of the wild horses are entwined with light, and there are a pair of translucent wind wings on either side of the body, pulling out a faint shimmer of light in the run, which is quite dazzling, and they walk in the air, but they can't really fly, just hang in the air.

Some wild horses, which were running a little shorter, were suddenly stabbed by the ground thorns.

However, their skin and muscles were extremely hard, and the ground thorns failed to pierce, leaving only superficial wounds.

The injury provoked the wild horses into madness, and their mouths neighed, and a gust of wind that seemed to be substantial converged in front of the horses, accelerating the impact and breaking through the stone wall summoned by the Earth Bear.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the Earth Bear turned and fled.

In the roar, the wild horses continued to pursue on the gravel, persevering, as if they had a deep feud in the sea of blood.

Chase, block, break, and continue to chase ...... From time to time, gunshots rang out, or other earth-based spells killed some wild horses, but they could not deal effective damage to the entire herd.

This scene was repeated on the plateau.

As Wren flew closer, the dwarf on the bear's back immediately spotted him and shouted to the sky, "Help, young man, help me, these bronze mustangs are crazy!"

He kept shouting, first in imperial Chinese for help, and then changed to dwarf, barbarian, elven, and even giant languages, shouting in turn, for fear that others would not understand.

Wren took a closer look.

The dwarf wore a straw hat with dark blue eyelids, light leather armor, a thick fiery red beard that covered most of his face, and two thick braids on his chin, which hung down from his chest with brass rings.

The brass rings are engraved with subtle dwarven characters.

With these words, Wren recognized him as a member of Zoltan's clan, probably from the same clan, and decided to make a move.

He thought for a moment and pulled out the Arcane Torrent Staff.

Then let the fire dragon fly with all its might, and flew several angry flames in a row, rushing to the front of the Earth Bear's escape direction in advance, controlling the fire dragon to hover in the air, and opening an arbitrary door.

One end of any door is on the dragon's back and the other end is on the ground.

When the dwarf saw any door, he immediately understood Wren's plan, and his face was immediately overjoyed, and he asked the Earth Bear to speed up to the left towards any door.

When he was less than 100 meters away from any gate, the wild horses chased after him.

Wren shouted, "Close your eyes." ”

The dwarf closed his eyes very cooperatively, and the pupils of the Earth Bear were also covered with a layer of earthy yellow protection.

A ball of light shot out from Wren's staff, flew into the air, and suddenly exploded with a bang, and a strong white light shone, and the eyes of the hundreds of bronze mustangs were suddenly shaken so that they could not see anything, and their running momentum came to a standstill, and they crashed together and let out a cry of pain.

This four-ring light explosion technique has achieved excellent results.

The Earth Bear ran to any door, and when the dwarf jumped off its back, it shrank dramatically, and within seconds it turned into a cute bear and followed the dwarf into any door.

A man and a bear landed on the back of the dragon, and Wren immediately closed the door.

The dwarf's other pet, the owl-like strange bird, also flew up and landed on the dwarf's shoulder.

On the ground, the wild horses regained their sight but could not find their target, and after a few laps, they slowly ran towards the east and disappeared from view.

The dwarf breathed a sigh of relief, and then said gratefully, "Thank you, young man. He glanced at Wren and proudly introduced, "My name is Bremimet, from the Brass Ring clan of Lava Castle, and I am the greatest hunter and archaeologist among the dwarves, maybe you've heard my name." ”