In the world of The Elder Scrolls, the Snow Troll is a special beast that is very cunning, extremely ferocious, and has few predators. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

They haunt the cold and snowy mountains, and their favorite temperature is extremely cold, even in the midst of violent snowstorms, they still live quite nourishingly.

On top of that, the biggest headache for hunters and passers-by is that snow trolls have a ability to heal themselves quickly in the snow, and basically as long as you can't kill them in a short period of time, no matter how badly injured they are, at most, their health will be safely restored, and it will definitely disgust you to death.

Ordinary snow trolls are still like this, let alone the king of snow trolls with B-rank peak strength?

What's more, dozens of ordinary snow trolls under the leadership of the king of snow trolls?

It's definitely a nightmare difficulty for the average person.

"Hurry up, I won't wait too long for you!"

Mu Shaoan shouted, by the way, he was still in a state of partial confusion until now.

Delphine gave him an inexplicable task, he came to Labrincian inexplicably, and then inexplicably came into contact with the virus here, and everything seemed to be confused by the second monk.

The only thing he can be sure of is that Claire will not harm herself, and she is holding this task released by Delphine is by no means untargeted, there must be a reason, but he doesn't know it yet.

"Roar"

The king of the snow trolls seemed to know the art of war very well, and with a roar, he had firmly blocked the two exits to the north and south of Labrinsian, and it itself was sitting on a high platform in the west, indifferently watching Mu Shao'an and the four of them climb towards the steep mountain peak to the east.

There seems to be only one way out for them.

If the hidden enemy doesn't make trouble, that's basically impossible.

Mu Shao'an's gaze quickly glanced around, and then fell on the three people in the rear, two of the caravan guards looked frightened, and even lost their weapons, only knowing that they were trembling, running up with their hands and feet, this is a very normal ordinary person, and their behavior is logical.

But the third young caravan escort surprised Mu Shao'an.

It was a Nord man, very young, about eighteen or nineteen years old, tall but not stupid, in fact, this guy easily reminded Mu Shaoan of the unjust ghost David, that was a flexible hunter with great growth potential, but died in his hands before it could bloom.

So Mu Shaoan had to marvel that there were such characters in a caravan?

That young man's strength should not be high, around D-level, not even at the peak, but he has a characteristic, that is, stable, very stable, so that Mu Shaoan can determine that this son is definitely not a thing in the pool with just one glance.

That may be an exaggeration.

But that's exactly what it is.

Obviously, there is a snow troll chasing after him, and his teammates and companions are so frightened that they have lost their weapons, but he can still maintain a steady and brisk pace, and every few steps forward, he will quickly open his bow and shoot an arrow backwards, his bow and arrow are not a good thing, it is simply a hunting bow, and the feather arrows seem to be homemade, such a shabby bow and arrow, to be honest, even the snow troll's defense cannot be broken.

But the magic was here, not a miracle, but the young man's ability to repeatedly attack the third eye on the forehead of the snow trolls behind him with his archery skills, although this would not hurt either, but it could force those snow trolls to subconsciously raise their arms to block, and then slow down their pursuit.

Just such a small detail is enough to prove that this young man is better at navigating the battlefield of life and death than most old birds.

Look at his calm and stable mentality, bold and careful, and decisive, what he is missing now is tempering and heat.

"Boss Mu, we are surrounded, what should we do? A middle-aged caravan guard pleaded with a sad face, they were already running down the mountain peak out of breath at the moment, but this steep cliff was not something anyone could climb, and it was good that they couldn't scare their pants in the face of the snow trolls approaching from three sides.

"What else can I do?

Mu Shaoan laughed, bent down and pulled out two daggers from the trouser legs of his legs, then jumped five or six meters high, and stabbed the two daggers into the hard rock.

Then he took out a bundle of rope from the realm stone warehouse and threw it down, and the snow trolls were fine, they couldn't climb it.

The two caravan guards below climbed up tremblingly, unable to even use fifty percent of their usual strength.

And the king of the snow trolls on the other side obviously didn't want to slip away like this, roared angrily, and all the snow trolls accelerated and rushed over, and it itself rumbled after it, this guy is seven or eight meters high, but it is very dangerous.

"Hold on!"

Mu Shao'an shouted, and with a slam of the rope, he threw the two people below up like swings, but at this time, one of the caravan guards may have been scared stupid, or maybe he was blindfolded, he actually let go of his hands in mid-air, and suddenly threw out, and fell dozens of meters away with a snap, and before he could get up, he was directly split by the snow troll who rushed over in an instant.

"You let go!"

Mu Shao'an didn't care, and after throwing the second caravan guard up, he quickly threw the rope down, and at this time, the nearest snow troll had already rushed within ten meters.

But the young man at the bottom still didn't panic, he grabbed the rope steadily, and then the whole person borrowed a little strength, bounced twice, and jumped up, which is actually a very simple thing, the premise is to be calm and not panic.

Mu Shaoan is becoming more and more optimistic about this kid.

"Boom"

The unwilling snow trolls under the mountain peak kept howling and hitting the mountain, but they were basically helpless, Mu Shao'an and the three of them had quickly climbed a protruding boulder at a height of more than ten meters.

"This place is still not safe, we still have to keep going, and, thank you, my name is Abigail, the junior mercenary of the Pine Moon Mercenary Regiment, uh, of course, the Pine Moon Mercenary Regiment no longer exists. ”

The first thing the young man said after jumping on the boulder, and at the same time showed a sunny smile, eight small white teeth, to put it mildly, that is, personable, humble and polite.

"Maba, I hate the little white face. ”

Mu Shaoan scolded in his heart, and at the same time, he suddenly thought in his heart, could this be the real reason why Claire forced Delphine to give her the inexplicable task?

It doesn't matter if you kill the Snow Troll King or not, what matters is that there will be a caravan passing by today, and there is a good chance that the future pig-foot dragonborn of this world will exist in the midst of this caravan?

Yes, now Mu Shaoan has a 70% chance of believing that if one person is selected from the aboriginal NPCs in this world to be the protagonist Dragonborn, he will completely vote for the little white face in front of him, Ma Dan, and look at everything the system has set for him.

He is not a pig's foot, who else could he be? (To be continued.) )