Richard smiled, took out a small bag containing five high-purity magic crystals, stuffed it into the old man's hand, and said, "This is the teleportation fee, round trip." ”

The old man took the pocket, threw it to his entourage without paying attention, and then said to Richard seriously: "This time your journey may be more arduous than you imagined. ”

"I know!"

The old man laughed, as if to a young junior, casually with intimacy, slapped Richard on the back, and said, "Then go, I hope to have the opportunity to earn 250,000 yuan for nothing!"

"You don't have a chance, old man!" Richard snapped his middle finger and strode into the teleportation array.

Magical light flickered, and Richard had appeared on an island tens of thousands of kilometers away.

It is a small island of considerable size, inhabited by thousands of people, a small half of whom are barbarians. After Richard walked out of the teleportation array, someone walked up and led Richard to the docks. A small sailboat was ready, carrying food and water for Richard, as well as a few things that might be needed on a trip to the continent of Callando.

As soon as Richard boarded the ship, the little sailboat set sail. After a brief conversation with the captain, and after clearly understanding his next trip, Richard immediately seized the time to drink and eat, then closed his eyes and rested, gradually adjusting his state to the best, and at the same time enumerating all his hole cards one by one in his heart.

The two great talents of wisdom and truth, ruining Miè's real name, the bloodline ability of Akmund and the Silver Moon Elves, the magic weapon construction, and even the Destiny Twins, the Elven Long Knife, the Extermination Long Knife, and finally the Book of Bearing. With these hole cards in his body, although Richard only has fourteen levels of magic power, he is not afraid. Of course, it is impossible to fight over the mountains and the sea, but he feels that he has the strength to fight.

An hour later, the schooner finally reached the continent of Callando, and the wind blowing from the mainland became strong and desolate, whistling by, rolling up and down the waves, and making the boat rise and fall. The closer I got to the mainland, the more violent the waves became, and I finally sailed into the breakwater and landed on the pier.

It's a barbarian village, with tall totem poles tied with brightly colored fabric banners everywhere, hunting and flying in the wind.

The pier here is not as elaborate as Norland, but the log is broken into two or three pieces and nailed to the log support, which is turned into a rough floating approach bridge. The sailboat threw the two cables onto the dock, and two barbarian men, who were obviously much stronger than the Norland humans, took the cables, and with a strong pull, the sailboat was firmly close to the embankment.

Richard jumped ashore, his heart beating uncontrollably, his eyes from the distant mountains, the sky higher than Noland, the huge eagle with wings in the sky, and even the barbarian villages with a rich desolate and energetic style in front of him, his heart seemed to widen a little.

The captain said to Richard, "All right, Mr. Richard, I can only send you here." For the rest of the journey, you need to be careful. ”

Richard nodded, gave the captain a small bag of gold coins, and walked towards the barbarian village on the docks.

"Thank you for your generosity, Mr. Richard!" said the captain, overjoyed, and yelled vigorously into Richard's background.

Richard walked through the barbarian village.

Clearly influenced by Norland, the Twindwalk tribe had learned to build multi-storey houses out of brick, wood and stone, and the village's council hall was a three-story building. In addition to the sacred places of the Treading Wind Tribe and the Treading Wind Tribe, it is still dominated by wooden frames covered with leather tents.

However, the architectural style may be different, but the various decorations that can be seen still retain the strong traditional tribal style, the exterior walls of the houses are painted white, decorated with thick light red stripes, and the roofs of the houses are erected with huge totems in the shape of eagle wings, and a cluster of brightly colored cloth is tied to the top.

Many barbarian women are packing up the fish and seafood, and stacking the washed and peeled fresh fish in layers in baskets. A group of children ran barefoot and chased after him, giggling and running past Richard. The pavement is stone-paved and rugged, with the occasional sharp corner and thorn. But the barbarian child stepped on it barefoot, but he was not hurt at all.

Occasionally, a few barbarian men strode to the dock carrying a complete log thicker than their waists, ready to drive a few more piles in the sea to strengthen the dock.

Outside the village, a majestic battle song sounded, and it turned out that the hunting party had just returned. More than a dozen barbarian men, shirtless and carrying a mountain-like monster, appeared on the avenue outside the village, and were rushing towards this side on foot. Every hunter has shiny skin, throbbing muscles, and no shortage of manly medals: scars.

The harvest of the hunting team was obviously very rich, and the village suddenly resounded with cheers, and men, women, and children flocked outside the village to welcome the returning warriors.

This is a picture of living and working in peace and contentment, but it makes people feel the determination and courage of the barbarians to resist the harsh environment. The barbarians who grew and grew in such a land are all born warriors.

There is a sizable bazaar in the village, and the number of shops of all kinds is extraordinarily large. From time to time, Norlanders dressed in barbarian uniforms can be seen coming and going in the village. This village, which was one of the strongholds of trading between the Tafeng tribe and the Saxon family, if you carefully distinguish the types of buildings around it, you will find that the number of warehouses is almost the same as that of the dwellings, and a large amount of goods are distributed from this humble small village.

Richard walked out of the barbarian village, made a name for himself, and headed northeast. According to Saelseon's map, it was the direction to the center of the continent of Carlando.

After walking for a while, the village of the barbarians behind has long disappeared on the horizon. At this moment, Richard looked around, and all he could see was the vast wilderness.

It's the dry season on the continent of Calando, and the land is covered with sparse dead grass, and a few tall giant trees can be seen scattered alone in the field. The sky is fine, the field of vision is extraordinarily broad, you can see high in the sky, there is a lone eagle hovering alone, and a herd of takin on the distant land is walking in a queue without hurrying, hundreds of meters behind the herd, a group of wasteland coyotes are following without abandoning, waiting for the opportunity to appear at some point.

Just a few hundred meters away, under a giant tree, several Gobi bloodthirsty tyrannosaurs were lazily crouching in the shade, completely oblivious to the food at their fingertips. The bloodthirsty tyrannosaurus, which can reach up to three meters tall when it reaches adulthood, is the overlord of the wilderness in this area, but once it is full, it will not bother to move for a few days. The rite of passage for a barbarian boy to become a true warrior is to hunt a bloodthirsty tyrannosaurus.

This is Carlando, the land of heroes.

Standing on this land, the girl's words seemed to linger in Richard's ears that day: "Blow it when you set foot on the continent of Carlando...... All you have to do is blow the whistle between the fangs of this beast, and I'll know......"

Richard didn't know if he had decided to be her man, but he wanted to come and see her. So Richard took off the beast tooth necklace on his wrist, looked at the largest beast tooth in the middle, put the tip in his mouth, mustered the greatest courage, and blew hard!

The whistle made of the animal's teeth vibrated slightly, without making any sound. But Richard could feel that some kind of silent and invisible shock was spreading far away. A moment later, the beast tooth bracelet in Richard's hand suddenly shook slightly, and Richard felt a silent cry echoing in the distance.

That should be in the direction of the mountains and the sea.

Richard put the tooth bracelet back on his wrist and strode into the distance. In this vast land, although a very rough laterite road has been built, which is only ploughed and piled high, as long as you have enough strength and courage, you can go straight to your destination.

However, what Richard didn't know was that the moment he blew the whistle, the large drums made of ancient beast skins that hung in dozens of temples and temples on the entire Carlando continent suddenly sounded on their own, and a low drum sound with mysterious power spread out layer by layer, hitting the depths of the souls of those who were qualified to hear it, no matter how far away.

In an instant, the whole of Carlando was boiling!

Behind the temple of Daisetsuzan is the Mt. Jiklama, which is covered in snow all year round. Jiklama, in the barbarian language, means the pinnacle of the earth, and this snow-capped peak is indeed the highest peak in the entire Carlando continent. When you stand at the top of Jikrama Peak, the sky you see when you look up is no longer blue, but a deep, inky blue with a black bias. The sky in view is also endless, far away to the point where even the most powerful sacrifice cannot feel the end.

Legend has it that at a certain time of the year, it is possible to see the Land of the Gods passing by in the dark sky. In the legends of the barbarians, those who can see the land of the gods with their own eyes are the darlings of the beast gods, and there will be great achievements in the future. In the entire continent of Kalando, only the peak of Jiklama can see the dark sky, and only here can you have the opportunity to witness the appearance of the land of the gods.

Therefore, Jiklama has become a sacred place for all barbarians in the entire Kalando Continent, and the status of the Great Snow Mountain Temple is also above all the temples. Only those who are recognized by the beast god can use Jiklama as a place of cultivation, otherwise, without the protection of the power of the beast god, even if a strong person in the holy realm ascends Jiklama Peak, he will be turned into ice powder by the cold wind on the peak.

When Richard blew the beast's fangs, the animal skin war drums hanging in the temple of the Great Snow Mountain also made a low roar, and it was even lower than the other war drums, and it was more soul-shaking.

There was an exclamation of surprise in the majestic temple, and then there was a sudden silence. The sorcerers, priests, and divine warriors who had been speeding in the temple all stopped and looked at each other, and the expressions on their faces were very intriguing.

On the peak of Jikrama Mountain, there are several barbarian powerhouses who are doing penance here, and some of them have dug a cave in the mountain wall that can only accommodate one person, and they sit in it and practice penance. It's a cave, but it's a shallow pit. In the pit lay a few pieces of jerky, which they could hold on for months by drinking snow water and nibbling on the occasional bite of jerky. ~