Chapter 147: The Barbarian (I)

Salin flew high with Neris. After flying at an altitude of about four or five hundred meters, he did not continue to fly upward, although it was winter, but the north was full of dark clouds and snow.

Salin was afraid of a winter thunder, although the possibility of a winter thunder was unusually small.

The magician has a saying - fly too high, beware of being struck by lightning. This originally meant that if a person climbs too high, he is also prone to fall too badly. However, the root cause of this is the magician's taboo against thunder and lightning.

As long as there are clouds, the magician will control the flight altitude to less than 500 meters. If you fly too high, you will easily attract lightning attacks. The lightning attack was too fast for the mage to react. Besides, the magic shield's defense against thunder and lightning is also pitiful, and so far, out of the secretion of the thunder dragon, the magician has not been able to create magic equipment to defend against thunder and lightning.

The height of 500 meters is not low, and from this height, on the white coast, there is already a rudimentary form of a city. Tens of thousands of undead have been working day and night, the underground part of the city has long been excavated, several wide roads have been paved, and a large number of houses have been built.

The happiest are the pirates, who don't make a fortune as pirates. After the pirate captain, most of the pirates were either caught and hanged, or died of poverty and old age. Saleen captures the pirates, but gives them a home instead of a stronghold on a desert island. Some of the pirates also know how to farm, and the land in the north is extremely fertile, and even if it can only be planted once a year, the harvest will not be too bad.

The magicians of Shrig Island are familiar with managing these pirates, and Saleen estimates that many of the swordsmen on Tryg Island are probably pirates who have been captured by the magicians and become good citizens.

Smoke curled from the pirate ghetto, and Saleen saw some pirates set up steel furnaces and start striking iron. Most swordsmen are reluctant to wear leather armor, unless it is armor made of high-grade magical beast skin. However, most of the pirates did not dare to wear iron armor at sea, and now they had to live on land temporarily, and the pirates were building armor for themselves.

Saleen found that even a group of down-and-out pirates had talent, and it was much more difficult to forge armor than ordinary swords, and there were many people in this ship of pirates who could do advanced forging. If these people don't become pirates, they can go to Holy Rock City well. It's a pity that if you lose your footing, you can't go to the empire to make a living.

Sarin did not stop at the coast, he flew north with Neris. Twenty miles to the north was the river, and most of the turbulent water was frozen, and only near the mouth of the sea was still exposed, and even the sea would freeze if the weather in the north was December. If no magic is applied to this harbor, all ships will be frozen in ice.

All the way north, flying out for more than a hundred miles, Salin saw another river.

"Why is it that there is no one living in such a vast land? I think it is very suitable for Caucasians. Sarin pointed to the earth below and said to Nellis.

This north is indeed very cold, and if it were not shrouded in the Cloud Walk, the icy wind energy would directly freeze Sarin's blood. But for the Caucasians, the Caucasus also has a snow season for several months of the year, and the Caucasus has little land suitable for farming, and it is better than the vast plains here.

There is life in the snow, and Saleen sees a pure white fox jumping in the snow, chasing its prey. This white fox has a petite and cute body, with only a little black on the tip of its tail.

Fourth-level demonic beasts! Salin identified the breed of this fox, which was a relatively rare fourth-level snow fox. Salin had no intention of hunting, his Ring of Blessing and the Demon Ring contained a large number of high-level magic cores, and the fourth-level magic cores would not make him lose his temper.

The fox chased for a moment, and then pressed its prey under its paws, not knowing what kind of rat it was.

The snow fox ran towards the hill with a puff of smoke in its prey, farther north. Saleen heard a wolf howl coming from there.

Demon wolves are the most adaptable magical beasts, from south to north, they can be found everywhere, some demon wolves can also be domesticated by humans, even if they are not magicians, they can command demon wolves to help hunt.

Salin wandered around the vicinity for a long time, and found several places suitable for human habitation. He was selfish, migrating the Caucasians because he didn't want to cheapen the Holy See. But if the Caucasians wanted to live well, it was better to live close to the cities he built. In the vicinity of the city, Saleen certainly gave priority to the village of Schika.

No one knows whether the war will spread here in the future, and although the Caucasian warriors are brave, they are unable to defend themselves against the regular army without the help of magicians. Salin wanted to move the people of Sika to this safe location, rather than having all the Caucasians settle on the inland plains west of the city, as Rex had planned.

It's good that the Holy See can't fight it, but if it does, it will be the first place to bear the brunt.

The Duchy of Phoenix is not a barrier, and the whole of Phoenix does not have too decent talents, otherwise it would be impossible for Saleen to look at this land in the north. The proximity to a powerful principality is not good for his development.

Finding several suitable places to live, Salin took Naris to the east, and to the east of the coast was the mountains, and out of the selected location of the city, this north-south mountain range had no gaps, and was getting higher and higher. Salin flew in mid-air, his senses unleashed, and he probed defiantly into the mountains.

There are no people here. Maybe there will be a powerful Warcraft life. Saleen now has the Cloud Walker and is no longer afraid of the monsters on land. In addition to dragons, there are no too powerful beings in the flying monsters.

Hundreds of miles deep into the mountains, Salin did not go any further. There are indeed demonic beasts living in this mountain, but these demonic beasts did not respond to his provocation, and Salen judged from his breath that the level of demonic beasts here will not be too high, and the highest will not exceed level five.

Among the Caucasians, although warriors as powerful as Sika are not common, there are a few warriors in each village, which is enough to deal with demonic beasts below level five.

It's just that there are too many demon wolves here, and most of these demon wolves are in groups of three or five, running tirelessly in the snow. If it weren't for the Demonic Beast, ordinary beasts wouldn't have wasted their physical strength like this. The success rate of Warcraft hunting is extremely high, and he is not afraid of wasting his physical strength.

Saleen had been flying for hours and was a little tired, so he dropped with Neris and, with an ice arrow, shot a pheasant.

After spending a long time with Rex, Saleen has developed a habit of bringing spices and cutlery with him. These things are the easiest to be poisoned, and Rex is not hypocritical. Rather, he was instilled with an extremely strict concept of security from an early age. Salin also knew that some poisons were so poisonous that they could kill people in a few minutes after the middle capital, and it was too late to rescue them without a magician or magician by his side.

Neris grabbed the pheasant and peeled it, and Saleen picked up some dry branches and built a bonfire.

This ordinary pheasant is unusually fat and tender, and it has only been in winter for a short time, and the meat of the pheasant still has the aroma of fat. When it was roasted on the fire, it immediately attracted several demon wolves.

This northern demon wolf is slightly larger. The tail is nearly three meters long. Salin and Neris lit a bonfire in the col with the snow on their backs, and pheasants set up on the bonfire, and the fragrance was overflowing. The two groups of demon wolves came to the edge of the col and peeked in.

Salin and Neris didn't take these demon wolves to heart, the level of the demon wolves is very different, some mutated varieties can reach level six, and the general ones are only one or two levels. There were nine demon wolves in these two groups, only one was a three-pole demonic beast, and the rest were two-level demonic beasts.

Low-level demonic beasts don't release magic at all when hunting, and the two groups of wolves peep outside, as if they sense that two strange creatures are difficult to deal with, and hesitate to enter the mountain col. But the temptation of the pheasant is also great, and these demon wolves do not retreat, as if waiting for Salin and Naris to finish eating, and see if there is anything cheap to choose.

Salin laughed when he saw it, he was in a very good mood today, seeing the reluctance of a few demon wolves, Salin even forgot that this was a dangerous demonic beast. He told Neris to take out the jerky and throw it to the wolf.

"Master, such a low-level demonic beast, do you also want to accept it? It's not as useful as the snow fox. Neris was reluctant.

Salin laughed: "These demon wolves are quite cunning, they must be used to the presence of humans, otherwise they will cause trouble for the Caucasian village in the future." ”

"What's the trouble, like Sika, such a magical beast, she can kill hundreds of them alone. I think she's like a monster. Nellis muttered, but she took the jerky from her bracelet and threw it at the demon wolf in the distance. After she absorbed the power of the giant dragon Tiago, her explosive power was almost the same as that of Sika, and this throw was more than a hundred meters away, and the demon wolves retreated one after another, allowing the jerky to fall on the snow.

"Warriors like Shika are rare among the Caucasians. There are too many demon wolves here, but fortunately, they are not the kind of violent monsters, as long as they understand the power of humans, they will not attack the village. ”

"You feed them meat, and they think you're weak. How can you understand the power of human beings. ”

"Feed them, it's to make the demon wolves familiar with the existence of people, and it's not easy to make them afraid? Take out Thiago's skin, that little dragon breath can make them run a hundred miles away. ”

Of course, the demon wolf didn't understand what Saleen was saying, a young demon wolf first tried to smell the jerky, licked it with his tongue, and a larger demon wolf slapped it aside with one paw, sniffing the jerky suspiciously.

Saleen grabbed a handful of magic powder and threw it into the campfire. The bonfire burst into flames four or five meters high. Several demon wolves were frightened and retreated.

"Look, aren't they scared?" Salin smiled proudly, the demonic beasts were also afraid of fire, and the cost of his own powder was less than a silver coin, which could make the hearts of the nine demon wolves tremble. Warcraft will always be easier to deal with than humans, and there are no humans living in this vicinity, which is what Saleen is most satisfied with.

A thousand years ago, the mainland was in turmoil, and countless nobles and their people were exiled for thousands of miles, and no one could say where the nobles of the Fourth Dynasty still lived. The last thing Salin wanted was to find a human colony in a place like this.