From the town of Pyroxene to the town of Dragonroar, it takes about ten days for civilians to walk. If you www.biquge.info adventurer rides a horse, it will take about this time. This is because the distance between each of the villages where you can stay is almost a day's walk. Unless you are not afraid of dying in the open near this dangerous barren mountain range, or if you are traveling for two days at any cost, no one will want to go anywhere.

Sui Xiong and Gerald were not in a hurry, and followed the group formed by the merchants, walking towards Dragon Roar Town like a walk.

The evil dragon, known as the "Tyrant of the Extreme Cold", had been wreaking havoc in the mountains near Dragonroar for more than fifty years, and it would not be in such a hurry to move.

Besides, they can't rush to come, the key to fighting the evil dragon is Sui Xiong's body, the "Void Mask" His Majesty Oscar. Now, Sui Xiong is in retreat in an underground cavern near the town of Pyroxene, adjusting his body structure to be more adapted to land movements. It was a huge job to modify and transform the entire body of such a huge body, and it was not completed so quickly. So even if they arrived in Dragonroar Town early, they could only stay in the town temporarily and collect some information, and it was impossible for Gerald to go into the mountains alone to challenge the dragon.

"Brother White, did you live in the mountains before, and was life on the mountains very hard?" In one of the caravans with them, a young man of twelve or thirteen curiously pestered Gerald, who was known as White, to ask this and that, and he was overwhelmed.

“...... Life in the mountains is roughly like this, very simple and boring, there is not much to say. ”

"But ......"

In order to facilitate his actions, Gerald chose to travel with the caravans, which are made up of caravans that can help each other when danger strikes - and when the danger is too great, it is easy to find a back.

The caravan was large, consisting of seven or eight caravans, and the one they chose to accompany was the strongest of these caravans.

The caravan is called "Lucky Gold", and the president of the chamber of commerce is a half-dwarf named Soth, as a hybrid of dwarf and human, he is slightly shorter than the average person, reddish and quite tough skin, large eyes capable of night vision, slender and agile body, and one or two gifted spells, which made him a fish in water in his adventurer career, and saved a good fortune. Later, when he got older, he stopped being an adventurer, but formed a caravan and turned into a trader.

Uncle Soth's caravan members are all old acquaintances, and it's interesting to say that although this caravan mainly does business with humans, none of the caravan members are pure humans. The boss is a half-dwarf, the bodyguards are half-orcs, two companions who work together in business, one is a half-elf and the other is a dwarf, and even the employees are some aliens or half-breeds. For example, the one who likes to chat with Gerald is the young mage Parin, who works as an accountant, a dwarf, a purebred dwarf.

In this world, there are many races of intelligent life. Among them, there are many that resemble humans. Gnomes, dwarves, elves, orcs, are all relatively common types.

Gnomes and dwarves are not tall, about a third shorter than humans. However, one should never confuse the two, for the gnomes are an agile and intelligent race, while the dwarves are a race of strength and physique, the former being thin and flexible, with red skin, big eyes, and long hands and feet, and the latter being stout, with small eyes and a large beard, and a voice as loud as a normal shout.

Generally speaking, gnomes and half-breed gnomes tend to choose to be mages, or rely on their innate blood to become charlatans, or bards, or businessmen or something - and of course often part-time pickpockets. And the dwarves, who have very few professions other than warriors. There may have been some dwarves who worked as miners, blacksmiths, brewers, or cooks, but they were necessarily good warriors first and foremost, with few exceptions.

Elves are a race of people who are about the same height as humans, but are a little more slender than humans. They are characterized by possessing a high affinity for spells and nature, and are almost naturally capable of casting spells. However, they are not adapted to living in an unnatural environment, and if they cannot live in the natural environment, they will slowly become weak, sick, and eventually die.

Because of this, the elves have made the forests and wilderness their kingdom, and they are considered one of the most powerful races in this world. The elves who have conquered many races, including dwarves and gnomes, and the humans who have expelled many races, such as orcs and mermaids, have been beaten like Mars hitting the earth, but no one can help anyone, and in the end everyone has to compromise with each other and seek equal coexistence and common development.

Of course, nearly 500 years have passed since the most recent great development. Except for those long-lived legendary powerhouses, the two sides that participated in the war have long since died of old age, and the hatred has long since faded. Now is a period of relatively good relations between elves and humans, elves envy the versatile potential and abundant vitality of humans, and humans envy the elves' quiet hearts and natural talents. As soon as they came and went, there were a lot of half-breeds, commonly known as half-elves.

As for the orcs, they were a somewhat unlucky and even pitiful race. They come from a variety of origins, but because they lost to humans in wars, they were constantly expelled and eventually mixed together to form a somewhat chaotic race. The ancestors of the orcs also had a good history of civilization, but the war with humans interrupted their civilization process, drove them away from the land where their ancestors lived, and also made their civilization pass on from generation to generation, gradually becoming a symbol of barbarism and backwardness.

Sadly, most orcs have forgotten the honor of their civilization and have chosen to accept the civilization of humans or elves. In today's world, the traditional orc professions such as "savage warrior", "berserker", "bloody swordsman", and "soul shaman" have become fewer and fewer, and most qualified orcs have either become warriors or rangers, or warlocks or priests.

Perhaps, this is also because the professions that these humans and elves have developed are indeed more powerful than those ancient professions inherited by the orcs.

The orcs in the caravan came from a tribe called "Barbarian Stone", and the leader of the caravan, Han, was a holy warrior, the kind of priest who had been baptized and passed down in the temple, and was inclined to force rather than non-magic. The deity he believes in is somewhat special, a savage god who is revered as the "Iron Lion", a god who was born in the orc god line that tends to be evil, but with a few subordinates, he has become a semi-independent god and turned into the good camp.

Han and his men are all followers of the Savage God, and their armor and shields have the emblem of the Savage God, the golden lion's claw inside the shield frame. In particular, Han's shield, which has a more divine light flashing, is a magical item that has been blessed in the temple.

Sui Xiong had paid attention to the shield, and the golden light that flickered on the shield from time to time made him feel somewhat familiar. After thinking about it for a while, he realized that the light seemed to be very similar to the god he had helped when he had been fighting with the Sleepless God.

In order to determine if this was the case, he sent Gerald to ask Han for some knowledge about the Savage God.

The god of the wilderness is a god who likes to travel and fight grievances. He often takes the form of a lion man (a type of orc) who carries a shield and a battle axe on his back and a hammer around his waist. When he encounters the wreak of evil gods, he will turn into golden lightning to tear through the sky and fight evil. Although he can only be considered at the average level in terms of the rank of the gods, his combat power is extremely powerful, and he has beaten the well-known powerful evil gods more than once, and can be called the strongest among the gods.

As for the teachings and detailed sectarian structure of this deity, Sui Xiong didn't bother to memorize them. In short, he was roughly certain that this savage god was the one who had helped him in the first place, and that he was also a good god.

Well, that's enough.

This is a good leader with good skills, strong awareness, can lead the team, and does not have black equipment, and if you have the opportunity to follow him to the dungeon, it will definitely be very good.

Of course, people helped him when he was PK, and this must be repaid.

"Gerald, if there is a fight, take care to protect Han. He said.

Gerald was a little puzzled, he didn't understand why it was not the old Soth and other non-combatants who had withdrawn from the rivers and lakes for many years and whose combat effectiveness had decreased significantly, but Han, who knew at a glance that he was very capable of fighting. But the command of the gods is absolute, and he expresses complete obedience.

But Gerald was sure that Han didn't need protection at all. This strong lion man can face the wild bear even without weapons, and when he is fully armed, even if he has a bipedal wyvern, he can't help it.

Well, the two-legged wyvern that wanted to attack them this evening was now the camp's roast, and old Soth's partner and chef wrought iron was smearing the meat with his proud secret spices and spirits, some of which was almost cooked, and the enticing aroma wafted through the air.

After a day's trek, the caravan camped in the evening next to a small village. It's a large open space, big enough for hundreds of people to live in temporarily. Because of its proximity to the barren mountain range, it has come out of the area of influence of the ash forest, with green trees in the distance and lush grass nearby, a vibrant scene that greatly satisfies Sui Xiong, who is accustomed to seeing gray and black tones.

Everyone was busy at the moment, but when the smell of roasted bipedal dragon meat wafted, almost everyone stopped for a moment, and more than one person even drooled.

Another of Soth's partners, a half-elven ranger who calls himself "Rhyme", is working on materials removed from the Wyvern's body, sharp hook claws, fangs attached to venom glands, hard scales on his chest, and tough skin.

The Wyvern is a ferocious monster with a wide range of diets, but its favorite prey is the "weak bipedal walker" – humans for short. In fact, their favorite thing to do is to attack herders and caravans, and even turn a blind eye to prey such as cattle and sheep when someone can eat them.

If it were on Earth, this kind of guy who was clearly working against humans would definitely be killed to the end of the house, and at most a few dead leftovers would be kept in the zoo for study. However, in this relatively backward and wild world, the humanoid races, including humans, combined, only occupy less than one-third of the land of the entire world.

Anyway, it's all a fight, if you lose the fight, you will be eaten, and if you win, hehe, the relationship between eating and being eaten will be reversed!

Just like at this moment, the bipedal wyvern that PK is not the opposite of being exploded has become everyone's dinner.

At this moment, accompanied by the overflowing aroma, wrought iron smiled heartily and rang the small bell that meant the start of the meal.

The bell saved Gerald, who was being asked this and that by the curious baby Palin, and he quickly put an end to the "Giant Tribe Ecology", which was almost entirely from hearsay, and dragged little Palin, who was still unfinished, and hurried towards the campfire.

Eating was a good reason to get him out of the trouble of being interrogated.