Two days later, Beowulf and a few cavalrymen hurried to a hiding spot near the Tomahawk tribe to quietly observe the movements of the barbarians in the tribe.

But the strange thing is that after observing for a long time, they did not find that there were old and weak women and children walking around in this tribe, only nearly a thousand young warriors holding torches walking back and forth in the tribe and shouting.

After a busy night, they gradually divided into two waves, and some of the barbarians, numbering about two hundred, gathered outside the tribe's gates with all kinds of weapons and tools.

The rest climbed the Horde's fortifications and began to guard their surroundings.

This seems very abnormal.

The barbarians were busy all night, and Beowulf stayed here with the soldiers for a night.

The night on the ice field was not pleasant, and the cold wind blowing on his face at night was as painful as a knife, so the soldiers who came with him were not in good condition.

"Something isn't right. ”

Seeing this scene after the barbarians were assembled, he frowned and whispered that if they went out to invade other tribes, they shouldn't have sent only such a few people.

Because these barbarians performed a ritual before the tribe at the end of the assembly, a cruel ritual.

A dozen barbarians who looked like captives were pushed to their knees in front of the tribe by ropes, and a tall barbarian stood in front of them and jumped and jumped, his mouth open and closed, not knowing what he was saying.

Then he shouted two words with his hands raised in the air, because the distance was too far Beowulf to hear clearly, but the next scene made him a little frightened.

Several barbarians of the Tomahawk tribe, armed with weapons, actually cut off the heads of the tightly bound captives, and several more barbarians covered them with blood in some rudimentary containers.

Sent to the group of barbarian warriors who were about to leave the tribe and didn't know what to do, they actually took the container and drank the blood inside in full view!

"This ......"

A soldier with iron teeth happened to see this scene, his eyes were full of fear, they were not afraid of battle and death, but the blood after death had to be drunk, this was not something they could accept.

"What a savage, full of wild ugliness. ”

Beowulf snorted coldly, his eyes narrowed, he was very disgusted by this cruel act, which made him think of the two monsters he had killed.

"My lord, they're gone, are we going to keep up?"

By this time, the barbarians had finished their bloody ritual and were slowly moving north.

"It's ...... over there"

Beowulf frowned and looked to the north, there should be no other tribes there.

"Five days in that direction, there's a big canyon, and there's no other special place than that. ”

One of the soldiers stepped forward and whispered that they scouts had long since remembered the nearby terrain and special areas, and that this was their mission.

"Do you want to keep up?" he asked.

"No, back to the camp, let's ask about the barbarian slaves in the mines. Beowulf stared at the tribe for a moment, then withdrew his gaze, turned away, and whispered.

As long as there was some food, the barbarian slaves would surely spit out everything they knew, not to mention that the Tomahawk tribe and the Blackstone tribe had never had a good relationship.

It can even be said to be hostile, if it weren't for the presence of that mage, maybe the Blackstone tribe would have been annexed or even slaughtered a long time ago.

Just by looking at the size of the numbers, you know that they can't resist the tomahawk tribe at all, this is not a human society, it is equipment and tactics, and the only way for the barbarians to win the war in this harsh ice field is to have more people and warriors.

"Yes, sir. ”

The soldier replied respectfully, then turned his head to look at the tomahawk tribe with torches still lit in the distance, and turned to follow Beowulf.

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"It is the Demon God of the Storm, the Child of the North Wind, who dwells on the Endless Sacred Mountain in the far north, guarding the Winter Temple there, and all those who dare to set foot there will be turned into ice sculptures and remain in that forbidden land forever. ”

Willett took the book of northern myths and legends and read it softly to Jason.

The lingua franca of the mainland, which is now set by the Holy See, is actually born from this ancient script, and Jason can recognize a few words, but he cannot read them normally.

"This brute has a lot of names. ”

Jason sneered after hearing this, this should be the title given to it by the ancestors in awe of it, in Jason's opinion, this is a cruel and cunning beast.

"Is it a phantom beast?"

"It's not very clear, it's not recorded in the sources. ”

Willett waved the book in his hand, the biggest feature of the phantom beast is that it can turn into an energy body and disappear or appear instantly, but Babbitt has never shown this behavior.

But no one is sure that it is really not a phantom beast.

"Do you have any information in your book about the phantom beast Rockefeller of the North?"

Jason nodded before asking.

The giant bear left him a huge gem, and a sentence that made him a little confused, which really made him a little worried.

Because he originally thought that his power would not be defeated when he encountered these legendary beasts, but the last disaster made him change this opinion, and he didn't even have the courage to act under the pressure of Rockefeller and Babbitt.

Their own armies and weapons that they consider advanced are of no use at all in the face of them, and they can only increase casualties.

Lancelot and they also said afterwards that this kind of giant beast cannot be defeated by the army, and can only send a large number of masters to surround and kill, and the strength of the person who strikes cannot be lower than that of the earth knights, otherwise they don't even have the strength to hold their weapons in that feeling as if they are under the majesty of nature.

"Yes. ”

Willett nodded immediately, quickly flipped a few pages, and said: "The ancestors of the Northland called it the Child of Nature, and Rockefeller means hope in the ancient Northland language, and they thought that Rockfellow was sent by the God of Winter to save them. ”

And every time Babbitt appears and causes harm, he is accompanied by Rockefeller, and then driven back to the ice field. ”

At this point, Willett paused, thought for a moment, and then said, "It's like Rockefeller is guarding this beast and preventing it from crossing the ice field." ”

Is that so......

Jason touched his chin and fell into deep thought, he felt that he wanted to touch some ancient secret, and that was not a good thing.

The more you know, the more you think, and the more tired you become.