Chapter 150: Berserk Battle Pig Thieves

Although only the female elf Haiya knew that she was going to Xinghong Lake, who would dare to guarantee that she would definitely not leak out? Not to mention that although the terrain of Xinghong Lake was not as complex and changeable as that of the Alps, it was more dangerous than that, and he could get enough hiding space from it.

Although the dark left hand mentioned by Haiya is famous, and the legend is that there are many masters in the organization and has a huge power, Aaron does not have much sense of steadfastness and trust at all. In this world, as long as you pay enough benefits, a strong Sacred Domain powerhouse like Alex Magister can take action for a mere ninth-level person, could it be that the power of the dark left hand is stronger than that of a Sanctuary powerhouse? Not necessarily......

Even the crossing of the Alps took Arun half a month, and it was with the help of a manticore. If you just rely on your feet to cross it, I'm afraid it will take three or four months.

Crossing the Alps, the desolate desert rushes to the face, and the journey is hundreds of miles away from the uninhabited. It took Arun four or five days to fly out of the desert and into a savannah teeming with life.

Although it is spring at the moment, the grassland is still in the middle of winter, and only the green branches and leaves that emerge under the thick snowdrifts tell passers-by that spring has come.

The blizzard blowing from the blue ice field has covered the grassland with a thick white sweater, and except for the occasional verdant greenery on the ground, the ground in front of it is still in the cold of winter. The warm current of winter slowly spreads with the sun, but as soon as this insignificant heat touches the vast ice field, it is immediately dispersed by the violent wind and snow.

In Burundi, where the cold reigns supreme, anything that goes against the will of the wind and snow is ruthlessly destroyed, like a warm current.

Resisting the blizzard that kept whistling overhead, Aaron led two servants and a manticore lion to walk on the ice field for most of the day, and only then did a snow-covered mountain gradually appear in front of him.

"It's just the right time to take a break and escape the blizzard. Aaron was overjoyed.

Although he escaped from the killers sent by the Empire of Light, he and the corpse were injured to varying degrees. Above the vast ice field, this small hill covered in snow is as timely as charcoal in the wind and snow. I just took advantage of the gap in the mountains to take shelter from the wind and snow to deal with my injuries.

The hills are not high and occupy very small areas, with most of the trees and vegetation covered in snow. Aaron got closer to some dishes and found a very simple and dilapidated cottage on the hill.

"Orcs?" Aaron immediately thought of the orcs that might appear in front of him at any time, and hurriedly searched with powerful spiritual power, only to find that a large group of energy bodies with weak power fluctuations had gathered in the cottage.

I don't know if my escape in the past few days is too lonely, or if the territory of the Burundi Empire is too desolate, let alone the shadow of a human, even half an orc. At this moment, when the traces of the orcs were found, the heart that was as cold as iron fluctuated slightly.

One man and two undead, plus a manticore lion walking alone on the land of the Burundian Empire, is too ostentatious. Even if you pick some remote trails to cover your whereabouts, you will be noticed by some people with a heart. There's no better cover than a horde of orcs who can drown themselves and their servants. Of course, the number of these orcs can neither be too small, nor too powerful, and the orcs gathered in this cottage in front of him just meet their own conditions.

But what should I do to get the orcs inside to stretch out their enthusiastic hands to give him a ride?' Aaron's eyes slowly narrowed into a slit, and he walked towards the snow-covered cottage without hurrying.

To put it nicely, it is called a cottage, but in fact, it is dozens of messy and dilapidated old wooden houses scattered together, surrounded by some old fences, and these most primitive and simple defenses are the lair of the rampaging war pigs.

The Berserk War Pig is a small group of thieves on the Ice and Snow Grassland, with a total of fifty Pigg warriors, and their leader is a War Pig Knight named Ben. The origin of the name of the bandit is simple, it is originally named after their own mount, a fanged war pig with berserk attributes.

The ground was covered in a blizzard and bitterly cold, and dozens of Pigs in the wooden house gathered around a campfire to keep warm.

At the top, a Pigman who was obviously much more burly and strong than his people, dressed in black, if not somewhat tattered armor, was Ben, the leader of the Berserk Pig Thieves. A round pig-like pig was lying listlessly at his feet, sneezing once in a while and then lazily closing its eyes to recuperate.

Ben opened his mouth and tore a large piece of meat from the charred roasted meat, and chewed it in a big gulp as he said to an old fox next to him: "Hey my old fellow, when did you say this damn weather will pass? ”

The old fox man Sharna was squinting his eyes and pretending to be asleep, and was shocked by Ben's sudden high-decibel shout, and after glaring at Ben angrily, he complained: "What use can you use looking for me now? I asked you to stock up on some food to survive this long ghost weather a few days ago, but what are you all doing? When there is a lot of food, you eat desperately and don't do anything, what is there to shout now, the Pigs are Pigs......"

Ben, who was reprimanded by the old fox man in front of his subordinates, did not have the slightest anger or displeasure, and looked at Sharna with a smirk, but the movements of his hands did not pause in the slightest, and he still kept sending pieces of charred roast meat to his mouth.

If a Pige is not greedy, he is not a Pig!

When the fox man Sharna saw his useless appearance, and was about to scold a few more words to vent his anger, he suddenly heard the sound of the fence falling outside.

The faces of everyone in the room all showed a trace of surprise, secretly wondering if there would be people who would come to the door to find themselves uncomfortable in this kind of ghost weather?

As the leader, Ben was definitely qualified, he stood up suddenly, picked up a huge mace next to him, and yelled at the Pigs in the house: "Get up for Lao Tzu, shake it up, and you guys go out to see if any fool has brought us food."

As soon as Ben stood up, the raging war pig that was originally crawling at his feet also jumped up, shook his body a few times, and his round body didn't even show a trace of bulkiness. I saw that he exhaled a few puffs of reddish gas, his eyes were round and round, and a few blood-colored cold lights flashed on his long fangs from time to time, and the atmosphere in the room gradually changed from calm and lazy to excited and furious.

The Pig thieves of the Berserk War Pig Thieves scrambled to their feet under the shouting of the leader Ben, and the one with the stick took the stick, and the one with the sword took the sword, and the one who rushed out of the door collided with the one who was lying on the door before he had time to stand up, and cursed each other and continued to rush out......

The Pig Knight Ben and his wise man Sharna also rushed out in the constant cursing, and in the chaos, the Pigs running in front of them suddenly stopped, and the chaotic crowd quickly quieted down, and there seemed to be a strange and dangerous aura floating in the air.

A scaling lion the size of a buffalo was spreading a pair of huge dark purple fleshy wings in anger, and under the snowstorm, its wingspan of nearly ten meters made it terrifying, and even the war pig knight couldn't help but tremble at the first time.

The Pygs are a weaker race among the orcs, but they have a high fighting spirit that surpasses most races. However, at this moment, in front of the manticore, even the war pig thieves with high fighting spirit did not dare to act rashly.

"Abyss Manticore!" when Ben came to his senses, he couldn't help but exclaim the origin of the monster in front of him.

Such a powerful abyssal creature certainly wouldn't have appeared in the cold Far North for no reason.

After the most experienced old fox man Sharna tore it off and looked around, he suddenly shouted loudly: "I don't know which strong man is driving to the ice and snow grassland, it's cold outside the house, it's better to come into the house and drink a sip of hot wine and eat some hot food!"

Hiding in the shadows, Aaron wondered in surprise: Who said that the Pigs were short-sighted and irritable? Even the mercenaries who traveled on the mainland might not be able to recognize the Manticore, but they didn't expect a Pigs to recognize it at a glance.

After a moment's hesitation, Aaron stepped out of his hiding place, followed closely behind him by two undead servants wrapped in huge black robes.

As he walked past the frightened Pigs, his gloomy gaze swept over the Pigs on either side, the danger of the Pigs feared the Pigs, who were known for their courage.

When Aaron saw the old fox man in the Pig crowd, it dawned on Aaron: no wonder the Pigs recognized the origin of the manticore, it turned out that there was a fox man here. The fox man is one of the most intelligent races in the beast race, and the fox man in front of him looks quite old, so it is not uncommon to have this knowledge.

However, the appearance of the old fox man ruined Aaron's plan. Originally, he wanted the manticore lion to attack these brave and unscrupulous Pigs, and then he played the role of a warrior who drew his sword to help him and surrender the manticore. In the end, Enwei and Shi pulled these dozens of Pigs together and marched westward.

Although the plan is simple and even full of loopholes, there should be no surprises with the pig's brains of the Pigs.

But now it is obvious that the plan will not work, I didn't expect such a small group of thieves, and it is also a Pig, there is a fox man as a brainstorm.

Aaron's expression didn't change much on the surface, but he had already made a decision in his heart, if these Pigs were not interesting, hmph, then don't blame himself for being vicious.