"Catch up with the beast, and the bull's head!"

The ogre leader shouted, and the fat ogre warriors behind him began to gallop.

Although ogres may look fat and bloated in size, in fact, these behemoths are not as clumsy as they seem. Even faster than orcs and bullheads.

On the steppe, the barbarians intercepted in front, the ogres pursued behind, and Jabbar and Bloodhoof couldn't get out for a while. Until the orc uncle came up with the stupidest way - the soldiers were divided into two ways......

"Bloodhoof, there's the woods ahead, we'll run separately later, you run into the forest, I'll run to the lake. There are not many ogres, and after they are separated, we will have the possibility of survival. ”

Jabbar shouted as he gasped.

Last time, Uncle Orc defeated the Ogre Legion, in fact, only one Ogre was defeated, and the rest were all low-level barbarian soldiers, and this time, more than a dozen Ogre came to chase and kill with great fanfare, and if they were on the same page, Abdul-Jabbar was not completely sure that he could torture and kill them. Heroes don't suffer immediate losses, and thirty-six plans are the best plans.

The autumn wind whistled in his ears, the grass was trampled by orcs, minotaurs, and ogres, making a clattering trampling sound, and the bloody hooves had already rushed into the woods in advance, and the dense leaves and tall bushes hid the minotaur chief well, and there were not many ogres chasing him. But Abdul-Jabbar was so sad that more than a dozen ogres came together and drove the orc uncle to a dead end.

There is a deserted ice lake ahead, jump into it, the ogre can't swim, can't catch up, but there are so many people in this lake, maybe you haven't swam to the other side and you're already exhausted and dead?

But there was not much time left for Abdul-Jabbar to think and hesitate, and more than a dozen ogres ran wildly behind him, their huge bodies running over the grass, and even some small branches were directly broken. The situation is critical.

"Gan! ”

In desperation, Jabbar jumped into the icy water.

Not......

This time it was really cold, the lake water seemed to have condensed the cold air between heaven and earth for many years, and in an instant, all the cold qi was involved in the orc uncle's body, like the frozen stone of the icecrown glacier, after sliding hard for a while, Jabbar even felt a burst of prostration and powerlessness.

Behind them, the ogre's figure was getting farther and farther away, and although the behemoths were shouting and spitting on the shore, none of them dared to go into the water to catch Jabbar.

The weight of the Storm Warhammer makes it more difficult for Abdul-Jabbar to swim, so imagine the difference between swimming with a hammer about the same weight as your own body and being in prison in an iron armor.

As he breathes, he even exhales a cloud of warm air from Abdul-Jabbar's mouth, and it is clear that the temperature here is unbearably low.

But why is it so cold on a lake in the fall?

It was already impossible to turn back, and the ogre must still be on the shore waiting for him to turn back. But if you continue to swim forward, if you don't make a small life, you will lose it, how can it be death, I wipe, I haven't avenged Rafael in this life, and I don't know where to travel in the next life?

Holding back the icy water, Abdul-Jabbar continued to glide forward.

The temperature was getting colder, and the lake was much, much bigger than Abdul-Jabbar had imagined, and the lake ahead was calm, but it seemed like there was no end in sight, and there was nothing on the surface of the lake, except the orcs sliding on the water, rippling in circles. What kind of lake is this? The more Jabbar thought about it, the more wrong it became, but he was already exhausted.

The cold gradually forced into his body, and several times, the icy lake water choked on the orc uncle's mouth and nose, and after choking on the lake water, Jabbar woke up again, but soon, choked on the second and third mouthfuls......

Until there is no strength at all, the instinct to survive is useless, because the hands and feet have completely lost sensation, until the lake water is instantly poured into the body......

Heart of the Frozen Lake.

When he woke up again, Jabbar even suspected that he was already in heaven.

In front of you is a crystal clear scene, with stone pillars made of crystal rising from the ground to the top of the palace, and dense huts spread over the palace, surrounding the central large square. It's like the home of elves in fairy tales.

However, this is not the homeland of elves, because there are no elves in Kars at all. Ogres, minotaurs, are all rude races, and magic doesn't apply here.

So, where could this be?

There was a sharp pain in his chest, and Jabbar knew that he had not recovered from the previous drowning and choking, as if his lungs had been severely wounded, and he didn't know if it was freezing cold or a frictional injury. But the water in the lungs must have come out. Otherwise, I wouldn't have lived until now. It's just that who saved himself? Abdul-Jabbar has no idea now.

Two ladies came up to him...... Oh, two water serpents, to be exact.

The face and body are top-notch and charming, but if you look closely at their tails, it's simply amazing.

It was a long tail with the figure of a monster in legend. Isn't it? I wonder if what I encountered was the Na Demon Sea Monster?

A terrible thought suddenly flooded into the orc uncle's brain.

Why are they saving themselves? Could it be that there are no men here? Do you want to breed for them yourself? Uncle Lewd Zuo's idea is good, but let's see what the other party wants to do.

“*****”

In short, after a series of words blurted out, Jabbar found that he didn't understand a word. The water snake speaks as if playing a piece of music, although it sounds good, but the Martian language is difficult to understand.

Fortunately, these water snakes don't seem to have any ill will towards themselves, after all, they are the ones who saved themselves.

Jabbar suddenly thought of this scene, maybe there is a long pipe passage that can connect to the outside of the world above this mysterious underground palace at the bottom of the lake? So how deep is this palace at the bottom of the lake? Uncle Orc suddenly became curious.

“*****”

There was another gurgling water demon whisper. As if playing another tune, the water demons seemed to be discussing something with each other, and soon the lead water demon slipped in front of Jabbar. Yes, they were slippery, they didn't have feet at all, Jabbar could see it very clearly, maybe they had been swimming in the water for many years, and even their feet had degraded, and it seemed that they had never left the water at all.

It's okay to stay with this creature for a day or two, if you want to stay for a long time, the orc uncle can't stand it, but at the moment, he lives under the fence, whether he can go out can only depend on the mood of this group of water demons...... (To be continued.) )