"Do you see clearly?"

"Oh, no. ”

"What's that?"

"Snow monsters? ”

At the foot of the snow-capped mountains, a dense jungle area. Jabbar and Gelman hid in the bushes, and there was a conversation without a word, and not far away, a group of monsters with huge bodies but human appearance. Their average height has reached two and a half meters, and they wear **** upper bodies, even if it is early winter, they have not seen the slightest sign of fear of the cold.

The leader looked like an experienced hunter, and he was covered in a huge beast fur, but Abdul-Jabbar couldn't see what it was, the distance was a bit far, and the view was obscured by the grass, so all he could see was this.

“*****”

As Jabbar and Gelman struggled to look at the unknown tribe ahead, a beast-like roar came from behind them.

Abdul-Jabbar and Gelman turn around and see two legendary snow monsters...... Great snow monster.

The snow monster held a giant spear in its hand, so close that it was already against Jabbar and Gelman's throats, and the rough tip of the spear almost cut through the skin.

The strange tribal snow monsters roared at Jabbar in a language they couldn't understand, but the orc uncle couldn't understand what they were saying. Gelman, too, was held to his throat and didn't even have a chance to transform.

However, at such a close distance, Abdul-Jabbar could see the other party's face clearly. It's very simple, it's just a group of humans, but their body and strength seem to be much stronger than ordinary humans, and they do reach a height of 2.4 or 2.5 meters. Yo yellow skin is full of wrinkles and scars, obviously this is the traces of a long struggle against the cruel natural environment in the wild, but why do they not live in the city, but run away to live in this cold and barren place by themselves?

But now, the Yeti doesn't seem to be friendly to Jabbar and Gelman, and after a long time of grunting and not being able to communicate, the clan elder appears.

Jabbar discovered that the snowman's head was the one they had just seen hiding in the grass. A man in the fur of a giant beast.

Communication was still impossible due to the language barrier, and the clan leader simply communicated with the guard next to him, and the guard clenched his spear, as if ready to stab the two invaders to death.

"Wait. ”

At the critical moment, Asarevan rushed out of the woods, and then Abdul-Jabbar remembered that he had just asked Asalivan to go to the jungle to hunt some prey and come back, but Asalivan had been gone for too long, so that when the danger occurred, Abdul-Jabbar had forgotten that the female mage had not returned, but now, the three of them fell into the hands of these savages at the same time.

Abdul-Jabbar and Gelman are okay, they are male, but they can be killed. But Asalivan ...... Oh, beauty...... Now it's troublesome, in case these savages get into a big deal.

Jabbar was still held by the guard by the throat and could not move. Now, it's all up to Essalivan's three-inch incorruptible tongue.

However, it seems that Essalivan understands the tribal language.

“*****”

“***”

A completely incomprehensible foreign language was exchanged between the two races, and both Jabbar and Gelman looked confused. When did Asalivan understand the special language of the snow monsters?

"They said they could let us go as long as we lay down our arms and leave their territory. ”

After a few minutes, Axalivan turned to Abdul-Jabbar. Her face was filled with hesitation, and Abdul-Jabbar guessed that the snowman might have made some unusual request, but Esalivan didn't say it. Jabbar, the female mage, knows that she always keeps the danger to herself and the safety to everyone.

"That's all?"

Jabbar didn't want to believe it and asked more.

"That's it. You go first, and I'll come later. ”

Esalivan replied with a smile, and Jabbar wanted to be relieved after the first half of the sentence, but as soon as the second half came out, the orc uncle knew what these barbarians wanted to do, even if he was a fool.

"What if I don't say yes? ”

With the spear against his throat, Jabbar still said righteously, after being reborn in too many dangerous situations, the scene in front of him is nothing to the orc uncle, just like a person who has been chased by a wild beast will no longer tremble and his legs will be weak when he stands in front of a wild dog again. Even Skeletron and demons and dragons have been there, and this little barbarian is nothing.

"Abdul-Jabbar, don't make a fuss, you go first, I'll bring you your weapons later. Believe me. ”

Esalivan still coaxed and hoped that Abdul-Jabbar would go away and get out of danger first, after all, the barbarian's spear was on Abdul-Jabbar's neck, and Uncle Orc was in danger of dying at any time.

"Tell them to go, let's go together. Otherwise, Lao Tzu will stay and play with them. ”

Abdul-Jabbar said this, and suddenly felt a burst of relief. It's like the black boss in the movie, domineering and leaky.

Resalivan reluctantly turned her head and translated to the barbarian tribal chieftain.

However, in the next second, to Jabbar's surprise, the Barbarian Hunter's spear was actually lowered, and it seemed that they really had no ill will towards Abdul-Jabbar and Gelman, and they didn't have any special thoughts about Asalivan. It's just that they don't like others to disturb, they don't like others to break into their territory, just like the werewolves in the night forest before, but Jabbar is not looking for something to break into this snowy mountain, if it weren't for chasing and killing demons, the orc uncle would not have put aside a comfortable life and ran to this deep mountain and old forest to find the snowman.

"What do they want to do?"

Seeing that the conversations between Asalivan and the tribal elders were very frequent, in this short period of time, they must have communicated a lot, but Abdul-Jabbar didn't know, so he was also very anxious, what did these snowmen want to know about it, and they were so interested in Asalivan?

It is said that although Essarlivan is not her own woman, this female mage has helped her many times and even has the grace to save her life, so for Esalivan, Abdul-Jabbar still has more or less emotions in it.

"They want to know what kind of demons we're hunting?"

Esalivan replied, turning her head.

"Do they know anything about demons?"

Abdul-Jabbar asked curiously.

"Well, at least better than we know, their ancestors used to be witchers. ”

Asalivan's answer now hits the crux of the question.

The legendary ancient hunters had a lifetime of hatred for demons, and legend has it that countless demons died at their hands. This is what the Elf King Arthur told Jabbar during the Battle of the Zerg that if the legend is true, then these mysterious witchers still have descendants, and there are survivors, and their bloodlines are still proudly inherited, just these burly barbarians with rudimentary weapons in front of them? )