Chapter 152: The Lynx Tribe!

"Snow wolf, you don't need to worry about anything!" As soon as Aaron's voice fell, the corpses of the two undead servants were mighty, and the strong corpse qi collapsed the already dilapidated wooden house in an instant, and the dead clouds were shrouded in a radius of dozens of meters, and the sunlight could not penetrate the slightest, and even the white ice and snow were instantly covered by a layer of black dead air, dim.

"Although the power of my servants cannot fight against the snow wolf pack, it is not a problem to protect your safety!" Alun said coldly,

The boundless corpse might, the dead qi rolling in the sky, this is by no means the power that ordinary undead creatures can unleash, the Pigs and the old fox people were completely shocked by the monstrous momentum in front of them, and their eyes were glazed.

Aaron said in a displeased tone: "But if your group is really powerless, I won't force it." It must not be a problem to find a stockade like yours in this vast grassland!

As soon as the cold snort fell, two servant corpses more than three meters tall came to the side of the Pigs robbers, and the dangerous aura of death made their hearts chill.

Ben, as the leader of the thief group, his IQ in the Pigs is indeed the one with a higher IQ, and he immediately heard the threat behind Aaron's words, although he was shocked and angry in his heart, but under the strength shown by the other party, he could only swallow the bitter water.

Ben and Sharna glanced at each other, and they both saw a trace of helplessness in each other's eyes!

Ben Qiang couldn't bear his anger, and said with a far-fetched smile: "No, no, no, you misunderstood what I meant, helping others has always been a fine tradition of our Pigs, especially serving Your Excellency, this is simply our honor!"

Aaron smiled slightly, and with a wave of his hand, the corpses of the servants were full of power, and the white-armored earth broke free from the shroud of death and reappeared in the sky. The Burundi Empire, the strong are like clouds, Aaron naturally will not easily leak his traces, and he does not dare to guarantee that the corpse qi just now will not be detected by a powerful existence.

"Hey, brave heroes, if you're really inconvenienced, then ......"

"No, no, no, please rest assured, the Rainbow Lake will appear in front of you soon, hehe!" Ben said with a smile on his face.

"That's so grateful!" his gloomy face returned to his original look of respect and joy, "Of course, I also know that it is indeed a bad job to let you accompany me on this hellish weather, and in order to show my gratitude, I am willing to pay you another 10,000 pieces of gold in advance! As long as I arrive at the Rainbow Lake, the reward will definitely not be disadvantaged to all the warriors!"

As soon as he touched it, the originally angry Pigman was immediately attracted by the objects in front of him that shimmered with golden light, and his face was full of greed.

"So, I wonder when we're better off on our journey?" asked Aaron, duly speaking.

"Everything is as you go!" said Ben, playing with the gold in his hand. And the fox man next to him, Sharna, looked suspicious and worried.

Perhaps it was because the blizzard had been raging for so long that it was tired of itself, but on the eighth day of Aaron and the bandits on the road, the blizzard that ravaged the steppe had gradually weakened a lot, and the speed of its march had increased significantly.

More than fifty figures were walking quietly on the snow, and none of them said a word, not even a snort. Of course, it's not that these Pigs are disciplined, it's that they're so hungry that they barely have the strength to speak.

"Hey, Scharna, where are the lynx tribes you are talking about? If we don't find this damned tribe again, it won't be long before we're all lying here. Ben cursed with wide, round eyes.

Ben didn't dare to find the guy who had put them in this terrible environment, so he could only vent his anger on the fox man Sharna.

If the Pigs are hungry and weak, then the old fox is even more unbearable, and the belly in front of him is almost attached to his vertebrae.

Ben shouted a few times, and Scharner squinted his eyes to observe through the whistling wind and snow, but the surroundings were white, and he couldn't distinguish between east and west, north and south.

After roughly estimating the direction, Scharner replied deadly: "Keep going, it's not far!"

"Oh~" Although he was skeptical of Scharna's words, he could only hope that what he said was true at this moment, otherwise, even if that bastard ranger really fulfilled his promise and paid a large bounty, he and his brothers would not have a small life to be chic.

"Cheer up, you class only know the rice bucket for eating and drinking, the lynx tribe is not far ahead, cheer up Lao Tzu, and we will have food and drink when we get there." Ben shouted.

"It's really true that my nature hasn't changed, it's all this time, and I still care about eating and drinking. The fox Sharna and Aaron were secretly worried.

According to Sharna, fifty miles north of the Berserk Pig Thieves, there are large and small orc tribes scattered among them, the weakest of which is this lynx tribe.

Compared to the Pygs, the Lynx is obviously much weaker. Therefore, as the leader of a group of thieves with ideals and ambitions, Ben naturally wants to lead his gang of brothers to continue the glorious tradition of bullying the weak.

Contrary to the weary state of the thieves, Aaron was now sitting comfortably on a simple stretcher, the thick blanket of wrecked cotton folded into a makeshift cushion of soft cotton, on which Aaron was reclining with a rudimentary snow canopy made of animal skins over his head.

Two tall undead servants carried stretchers in the snow one after the other, and marched towards the north with the Pygs. For the undead, they were never tired, let alone two ninth-level undead creatures, and the deep snow and the still vicious fury could not have much effect on their body shape and speed.

On the stretcher, there was enough smoked venison for Aaron to nibble on for three to five days, but he never had the idea of giving it to the Pigs.

In these days, although Aaron avoided many powerful tribal settlements under the guidance of the Pygs, he still encountered some orcs who came out to hunt and rob, and there were dozens of battles, which also accumulated some experience in fighting against orcs for Aaron.

At this moment, Aaron was pondering these experiences with his eyes closed, and through repeated exploration, he now had a new understanding of the mastery and nature of power. Especially in terms of spiritual strength, there has been a lot of progress.

Quantitative changes eventually lead to qualitative changes, and Aaron gradually excavated something surprising from what he realized on the Ice Spirit Sword of the Hayes Great Swordsman.

The Ice Spirit Sword snatched from the hands of the Great Swordsman Hayes actually had an attribute trait similar to energy transformation, and any power input into the sword body would automatically transform into cold cold air and be released through the blade.

Just as he was about to continue his research and sharpen the Ice Spirit Sword thoroughly, the stretcher under his buttocks suddenly stopped shaking, and when he looked up, dozens of tents appeared in front of him, and some petite figures of lynx occasionally appeared between the tents, and then disappeared.

The lynx tribe is not large, and through the search of spiritual power, Aaron can clearly perceive that there are about a hundred lynx girls. However, what surprised him was that there were several powerful souls inside, and one of them seemed to be aware of Aaron's spiritual power and reacted.

"Is this also called the weakest tribe?" Alun chuckled in his heart, and subconsciously glanced at the old fox man who provided information, Sharna, only to find that Sharna had a strange smile on his face.

"Something is wrong!" Alun muttered. Thinking of the strange performance of Sharna in the past few days, Alun secretly felt that the so-called weak tribe in front of him was not as simple as it seemed on the surface.

Maybe these Pigs are going to suffer, right? But isn't this fox man their senior brainchild? Aaron was thinking quickly about the cause and effect, and secretly raised his vigilance, but he didn't stop these hungry and red-eyed Pigs from swarming them.

Indeed, the arrival of the Berserk Pig Thieves caused panic and riot among the lynx in the settlement.

In the panic, dozens of black-clothed masked lynx women rushed out of several of the tents, and Aaron immediately felt that those powerful spiritual powers were among them.

Hungry and cold, the red-eyed Pigs shouted the slogan of paying for food and not killing, brandished swords and wooden sticks, and pounced fiercely and frantically at those petite figures, and the action was quite like bandits.

These Pickle robbers were originally good citizens of the Pige clan, but because they couldn't solve the problem of food and clothing for many years, they joined the thieves group of the War Pig Knight Ben. The perennial raids and robberies have made them realize a truth: the key to raiding homes and robbing houses is momentum. Because of this thing, the Berserk War Pig Thieves can often achieve the supreme realm of surrendering without a fight.

However, in the eyes of the strong, this bravado was nothing short of a rabble! Several of the lynx had a hint of contempt on their faces, and there was a playful mockery in the eyes of one of the young lynxes, who had apparently taken these well-done Pige thieves as a bunch of slapstick performers!

However, it was not these lynx girls who ignored the Pigs that caught Aaron's attention, but a few lynx women standing next to the little lynx, their expressions and mental fluctuations did not change in the slightest, and they were cold all the time, as if these shouting Pigs did not exist at all.

Led by the Pig Knight, the robbers soon rushed to the Lynx's tribe and began to work on the demolition of the fences, and the Lynx began to make moves.

At the piercing command of the lynx leader, the lynx instantly turned into black shadows and swept towards the Pigs......