Barron took Dia and four of his cronies on his journey to the royal city, but Moore did not follow them, and he was to defend the fortress of Angojebni on behalf of Marshal Barron and arrange for the "bandits".

Among the other continents, the northern continent is the highest, covered with snow all year round, and the sunny and snowy days are half open throughout the year, so the people here rarely grow crops, and the food sources are mainly breeding and hunting.

The fourth day of the journey.

The five of them rode a majestic gray-haired horse, walking among the sheep intestines in the canyon, although Dia is not good at riding, but has the advantage of the druid profession, the grumpy horse is unusually stable under his crotch, and the hooves will be dominated by his rhythm when stepping, which reduces the bumpy feeling to the greatest extent, and the horseshoe is made of special alchemy products, when touching the snow surface, it will have a good anti-skid effect, which is not much different from walking on the dirt.

Such horseshoes are expensive, and they are very cost-effective in terms of money and function, but the Northern Kingdom has to produce them in large quantities, because only by relying on cavalry can they effectively fight against the orcs who have the upper hand in strength and physique.

"Unless it is a rain of arrows of a certain scale, or if it hits the point, the impact of a single bow and arrow on the orcs is almost negligible. ”

"The orc only needs to pull out the bow and arrow on his chest, and then open his mouth wide and roar, and then he can continue to fight with a stone axe bigger than a horse calf, and even the orc will fight even more crazy after being enraged. ”

Barron chattered to Dia about his previous combat experience, and Dia's ears were calloused, but he had to make an interested look, patiently continue to listen, and had to echo a few words from time to time.

Seeing that Dia cooperated with him so much and was willing to listen to his nagging, Barron became more and more energetic the more he talked, and he had a good impression of Dia in his heart.

Dia reluctantly thought: Barron loves to nagging and recalling, which vividly shows the common characteristics of an ordinary old man.

Barron's expression suddenly moved, and he turned his head to look at the canyon wall in front of him, his eyes seemed to pass through the thick stone wall, and he saw something, and his brow slowly furrowed.

"I heard the dragon's cry. ”

"It's the White Dragon, those damn brutes attacking the village. Barron's expression grew cold, and he said in a cold voice: "Speed up, let's eat dragon meat tonight." “

After he finished speaking, his legs clamped the horse's belly, and the first soldier rushed to the front, Dia glanced at the gray horse under him, and said, "You go by yourself, don't worry about me." “

He then rolled and dismounted, summoned the Oak Sage, and then performed a slow fall on himself.

Dia sat on top of the Oak Sage, and after thinking about it, he stood up again, straightening his back and clasping his hands behind his back.

It looks more personable this way.

As for whether the wind will blow him down due to the effect of the slow fall technique's reduced gravity, there is no need to worry about it. After all, the wind is also part of the forces of nature.

He urged: "Take off, and fly to the right front." “

The Oak Wise Man carried his grumbling ascent into the air, and Dia saw the white dragon hovering low in the distance from afar.

Five white dragons, all in their youth.

Dia's eyes narrowed slightly, and he spotted a familiar figure on the ground.

A man in a black robe, holding a staff wrapped in a white cloth in his hand.

It was the 'rookie' he met by chance in the snowfield.

At this moment, he was fighting the white dragon in order to protect the villagers, only to see him spout the esoteric dragon language, and one after another fireballs flew towards the hovering white dragon.

Spell-like abilities, or 'race magic', are innate, and they don't need to touch the magic web, so there is no spell bit limit, and as long as the magic power is sufficient, you can release it to your heart's content.

"His dragon vein bloodline is a red dragon. Dia judged.

But there is more than one white dragon, and that strange man can't suppress all the white dragons with fireballs alone, but he seems to only have this move, and he has never released any other spells from beginning to end.

A white dragon dodged the fireball spell and slid towards the black-robed man, its bloody mouth wide open, revealing its sharp fangs.

The black-robed man stood in place without hiding or dodging.

He raised his staff high, let out a low shout, and swung it at the head of the white dragon.

Bang!

The ground shook three times.

In the snow and mist, the white dragon could be vaguely seen paralyzed on the ground and twitching, and the dragon's pupils rolled their eyes.

Dia's face was stunned, although the white dragon was stupid, compared to other five-colored dragons, it was small in size, and its combat power was touching, and it was called a shame in the dragon clan, but it was also a dragon, so he was stunned by his staff?

The qi wave lifted the hood of the black-robed man, with short red hair, wolf ears and green eyes, he turned out to be a werewolf!

Dia looked at him curiously, holding a staff and pretending to be a spellcaster, but her true identity was an out-and-out warrior, and she was really hidden deep enough.

"Fly to the White Dragon. ”

The Oak Wise Man suddenly exploded in fright.

"What are you afraid of with me, and I don't want you to die, hurry up, don't rub it off. ”

The Oak Wise Man secretly slandered: I am afraid of you even if I have you.

Diya paused, and then said: "Anyway, you can be resurrected when you die, as for being so afraid of death." ”

Oak Sage: "......"

Then its tragic light lit up, and it flew towards the white dragon as if it were dead.

The distance was getting closer and closer, and the white dragon found Diya, an uninvited guest, and the two white dragons flapped their wings and flew out, rushing head-on.

Dia activates the Wizard form, kicking away the Oak Sage, and at the same time, with the help of the reaction force, her body flies towards the white dragon like an arrow off the string.

Two rays of frost dragon breath spewed cross, stopping in front of Dia, and then quickly engulfing his figure, and before the white dragon could be happy, he suddenly felt a sinking on his back, and something was riding on it.

The hammer was superimposed on the triple, and with a wave of his palm, the white dragon's eyeballs suddenly bulged outward, and fell to the ground with a wail.

Rumble!... The snow danced and flew, and the white dragon fell heavily on the ground, breaking four or five trees on the way, pulling out a ravine more than ten meters long in the snow.

Dia jumped off the dragon's back and pointed at the other white dragon that pounced.

- Iron Bondage: Powerful and instantaneous.

More than a dozen steel chains instantly drilled out of the ground, firmly tying the white dragon's head, claws, and wings, and imprisoning it in place.

Barron's four people also rushed here, only to see Barron pull out the big sword on the Cato on his back, and slash the two swords away, and the only two white dragons left in the sky were cut in half in an instant, like chopping melons and vegetables, blood was thrown, and the corpse fell to the ground.

Barron looked at the orc, frowning slightly.

"The werewolves in the depths of the Angojebni Snow Mountain?"

The four entourages who accompanied him drew their weapons one after another, looked at the orcs warily, Barron waved his hand, and said, "Put down your weapons and let him go." ”

When the rescued villagers saw that the black-robed man turned out to be an orc, their faces flashed with horror, and they leaned towards Dia and them in fear.

Seeing this scene, the half-orc's expression was complicated, and he slowly clenched his fists and said nothing.

Then he glanced at the crowd, put on his hood in silence, bowed his head and turned away.

Barron commanded the four retinue.

"You cut the dragon meat and give it to the villagers, then borrow a few rooms, and we'll rest for the night before leaving. ”

With that, he looked in the direction of the orc's departure and fell silent, thinking about something.

Dia walked over, glanced at him, and said curiously: "Aren't you having a feud with the orcs, why did you let him go just now." “

"The werewolves in the depths of the Angojebuni Snow Mountain are different from the orcs, they live deep in the snow mountains and never show their faces, they have no quarrel with the world, although they also reject other races, but they do not have the crazy desire for destruction of the orcs. ”

"He doesn't have any fluff on his face, he is supposed to be a half-orc with only part of the werewolf blood, and he saved the villagers. ”