Section 13: Trolls!The Unbeatable Saint Seiya ()

The rice pot of stewed meat made a bubbling sound of "goo" and "goo", Chen Jinyang lifted the lid of the pot, and there was a burst of tempting aroma of meat, he cut the washed and peeled potatoes into the pot one by one, and the pale yellow potato pieces fell into the oily broth, splashing ripples.

Millet Sha'er obediently lay on the winter wolf skin spread on the hay, brushing the soft white wolf hair one by one, squinting her eyes and small chin and chanting little by little, her fiery red curls were full of infinite sparks of life against the backdrop of the silver-white wolf skin.

Chen Jinyang looked at the leisurely and carefree little girl, who was accustomed to fighting and betrayal in her materialistic previous life, and her gradually aging heart regained the vitality and vitality of a teenager, and a special sense of warmth and intimacy surged from her heart. Practicing boxing needs to be moved, in the previous life, he didn't understand this truth and went the wrong way, so that he failed;

When night fell, Phinea and Alos returned, a mighty bison as the spoils of the hunt, and almost half of its body was split by Phineah's great axe. The warm fire and the boiling broth drove away the cold and exhaustion of the hunter's body, and the little Alos, whose nose was red from the cold, drank the hot soup with a sweaty sigh and snorted while telling his curious sister about his thrilling hunting adventures, although he knew that most of his so-called adventures were made up, which still caused the little girl to exclaim again and again.

Phinea took a big bite of meat contentedly, took a sip of the broth handed over by Chen Jinyang from time to time, and occasionally looked at him with a simple and stiff smile. The giantess was very satisfied with her present life, and she was subservient to a gentle and forgiving good and strong man (at least she thought so), a warm nest, plenty of delicious food, kind and lively companions, and a happy and exciting exercise with the mighty conqueror every day, and after wandering alone and confused in the wilderness for countless years, she felt that this was the greatest reward that the gods had given her, although she did not believe in any gods.

When the sky was slightly dark, Chen Jinyang, who dreamed that he was crushed by a boulder, woke up, gently pushed away Phinea who was lying on him, and stood up with his aching body. When the fire in the fireplace was dying, he added wood to turn it up, added some water to the pot that had been simmering all night, baked large pieces of hard bread by the fireplace, and turned to walk out of the cellar. Chen Jinyang finished washing up by the well, took a cold cold shower, started his morning exercise bare-chested, moved his body after a boxing fight, and began to play with a big gun with a giant pole. Because this big gun is too thick and too long to be grasped with one hand, and the tremors before and after dancing cannot be fixed, Chen Jinyang uses the elastic confrontation with the giant big pole to train the body's explosive reaction and coordination, which looks like playing.

After a lot of practice, Chen Jinyang's body sweated slightly, his muscles and bones were full of tension, and he was full of energy. Today it was his turn to go out hunting, and he needed to deal with yesterday's prey before leaving, Chen Jinyang held a dagger and walked to the wooden house where the prey was stored. As he approached the hut, he saw a strange trail of drag on the snow, and a faint strange sweet stench lingering in the air, like rotten humus and rotten wood, and then realized that the carcass of the bison in the house was gone. Chen Jinyang carefully inspected the drag marks on the snow, and found the deliberately concealed footprints under the drag marks, a huge humanoid footprint but only three toes, this unknown creature didn't seem to want others to know its origin, but it didn't care about the leakage.

Chen Jinyang didn't care about the lost bison, as long as he wanted, he could catch more prey at any time, he was worried that this peeper of unknown origin, just like the winter wolf last time, was no big problem for him and Phinea, but it was different for the two children, if there was any omission, it would be too late to regret it. Chen Jinyang turned around and woke up Phinea to look at the little ones, and he carried two short javelins and chased after the traces, and the trails extended directly to the root of the wall in the north, and he climbed over the wall and walked away.

Looking at the snow marks on the top of the wall, the nearly four-meter-high wall came and went freely, and Chen Jinyang, who had a great sense of crisis in his heart, became even more determined to get rid of the peepers. Chen Jinyang jumped directly off the fence and followed the traces all the way. The trail slots became shallower and slower and gradually tilted, and there were several twists and turns along the way, trying to confuse the tracker, but it was difficult to deceive him, and when he chased out several miles, the trail turned and turned back, and turned back to the back of the village in a large circle, and went south along the fence.

Chen Jinyang sneered and looked at the row of huge footprints on the snow, and his heart suddenly became murderous, this peep took so much trouble to hide his figure and approach the village, the purpose is self-evident, and his heart can be punished. He quickened his track, rounding the backwall and finally spotting the cunning target.

What kind of monster was that! Nearly six feet tall just sitting on the ground, its rotten gray rubber-like skin was covered with sarcomas and scars, the gray-green thick hairs on its head, and its slightly hunched back looked slender and thin, but the thick arms that grew almost half of its body completely revealed its formidable nature, and the broad and powerful palms were full of sharp claws.

The monster was only a few dozen yards from the wall, crouching under a boulder and pulling out the bison's internal organs and stuffing them into its mouth and munching on them, its gray palms covered in brutal blood. Chen Jinyang shouted not far behind him and shot a javelin, the javelin sliced through the space with the burning sensation of rubbing against the air, and pierced through the back of the monster like a piece of rotten wood, passing through his chest. The monster paused for a moment, and continued to stuff the internal organs in his hand into his mouth, before slowly turning around and standing up.

This monster is nearly ten feet tall, with long hands and long feet, its arms are almost above its knees and almost dragged on the ground, its nose is almost above its chin, its earthy yellow eyes are cold and without any fluctuations, and it looks at Chen Jinyang not far away cruelly, and what surprises Chen Jinyang the most is that the penetrating wound on the monster's chest does not flow any blood, and it heals quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The monster swung its arm, which was sometimes dragged to the ground, and staggered and slumped at it with great speed. Chen Jinyang was slightly stunned, looked at the approaching monster and thought, you can recover the wounds on your body, I don't believe that you can recover if your head is rotten. He shot another javelin head-on, this time through the running monster's left eye, hovering three feet through the skull. Chen Jinyang, who sighed that his projection skills had not regressed, was ruthless in his heart: "Look at you, you're not dead!"

The thing that made Chen Jinyang's jaw almost fall to the ground happened, only to see that the monster easily pulled out the javelin inserted in his head and broke it and threw it on the ground, rushing over without stopping, opening his hands to grab Chen Jinyang who was in a state of extreme shock, Chen Jinyang instinctively rolled several times in a row to quickly dodge the grab, and saw that the wound on the monster's head also recovered quickly at the same speed.

Chen Jinyang was ruthless in his heart, I really don't believe it, are you more perverted than the legendary vampire. Without flinching, he rushed forward, grabbed the monster's wrist, and slammed it on the ground with a fierce "thud", causing the snow to fall off the surrounding trees. Chen Jinyang dragged the monster back and forth dozens of times like a broken sack, and the whole earth trembled as if it was cracking, and he pulled off one of the monster's arms, grabbed the head of the dizzy monster with both hands, kicked the monster's shoulders with both feet, and exerted his whole body to fight with his two arms, instantly twisting the monster's neck and pulling his head off.

Chen Jinyang threw away the dirty and ugly monster head, pointed to the monster's body and said with a small smug face: "I don't believe that you can grow back and come back to life if your head falls off!" Before his words fell, he saw the monster get up and pick up the arm that fell off next to him and press it on the broken arm, which was connected together in an instant, and then staggered to pick up Chen Jinyang's head on the ground, and pressed it on his shoulder in his dull gaze!

The monster shook its head, roared at Chen Jinyang and rushed up again, Chen Jinyang gritted his teeth and shouted with hatred: "Lao Tzu doesn't believe that you don't have weaknesses!" rushed up to put down the monster, smashed his fist and smashed it down, from his toes to his armpits, every inch was not spared. If it had been beaten by another person, it would have been smashed into a meat paste that was finer than ground meat filling, but this monster was still alive and entangled.

"I don't believe that you can recover if I shave you into ribs?!" Chen Jinyang made tiger claws with five fingers, tearing off the flesh and blood on the monster's body one by one, and the monster had to pick up the meat pieces one by one and make up for them.

"I ......"