"What are you looking at, let's go!" The magic sword looked at Ankka after sucking all the remaining souls of the dead and asked.

"Where are you going?" Ankh was a little puzzled, after all, he had killed so many people, if he was discovered, would he have to do more killings to cover up?

"I just want my soul, after saying that now your power is completely unstoppable, where can you go?" After saying that, the magic sword fell asleep again.

Ankh stood on the stone and looked around with the telescope he found on the soldier's body, the only place where there was some smoke and fire was closer to a fortress on the main peak of the Holy Mountain, which seemed to be several kilometers away, and because of the overlapping mountains near the fort, Anka could only see part of it.

Ankh then set his sights on the large forest under the mountain behind him, where only one large road was safe, but it was likely to be discovered by those who transported slaves again, and walking directly from the forest was not only easy to get lost and fall in the swamp, but also likely to be attacked by various monsters and beasts.

Thinking about it, Sananka decided to walk towards the fortress, he wrapped the magic sword with the cloth he took from the deceased, tied it behind his back, and walked in the direction of the fortress.

At this time, he thought to himself, hoping that the inspection of the fortress would not be too strict, or that there would be some simple settlement nearby to fill him up.

After a while, Anka entered a valley very close to the fortress, and for some reason the wind and snow became heavier when he stepped into it, and Anka was covered in a thick layer of snow in a short time, like a walking snowman.

"Da-da." With the sound of horses' hooves nearby, Anka panicked and hid behind a nearby boulder, piling snow on top of himself to make it harder to be spotted in the snow.

A dozen horsemen then came into the valley, generally armed with longbows and scimitars, and relatively protective leather armor with thick fur to ward off the winds.

Ankka was convinced that he must be a soldier and at least an elite unit, after all, he had only seen such a well-equipped system with himself in the rich knights and private soldiers with church offerings.

"Oh, those Sanseca people are really bold enough to steal the mine and steal it from us, it looks like they will build more strongholds next time." One of the leading scarfaces said viciously in his hoarse voice.

"I don't know who killed all those Sanseka people, it's really relieving that they kept teasing us with all their bells and whistles."

Anka heard the conversation and decided that the other party was the legendary Kardara who lived in the Holy Mountain, because most of their cities were built on some of the lower hills of the Holy Mountain, so they took it for granted that the entire Holy Mountain was their own.

"I heard that they are quite unreasonable and have a habit of cannibalism, so I still wait for them to go out before going out, so as to save trouble, although the other party may have a bad personality, I don't want to cause unnecessary casualties." Ankh remembered the legend she had heard before, and decided to do so.

But the other party didn't seem to plan to leave, and kept chatting there, and after a while, Ankka became extremely weak because of the wind and snow, the colder and hungrier and hungrier and the more hungry the stomach, and Ankka began to become more and more blurred, and after being completely unable to hold on, Anka fell to the ground.

"Eh, why is there anyone there?" Scarface said as Ankka was the first to see the fainting.

A soldier stepped forward and picked up Anka, wrapped it in thick fur, and asked around, "Is this someone's child running away?" ”

"It's not like it, he doesn't look like one of us, take it back first and wait for him to wake up and then ask!" The man said as he looked at Anka, who had thin yellow hair.

With that, they rode back to their camp, a small fortress built halfway up the mountain, but the soldiers greeted the guards and took Anka to a room far away from the fortress.

A heavy stone door built against the hill is decorated with animal skulls and furs to form such a simple room.

After Ankka was placed on the bed, the soldiers brought hot soup and slowly poured it down, Ankka gradually became conscious, and slowly opened his eyelids to see several tall soldiers with fierce faces.

Ankka saw that his clothes had been replaced with fur similar to theirs, which was a little ill-fitting but very warm, while his old clothes and magic sword were placed on the other side.

"Where are you from?" The lead Scarface was the first to ask.

Anka couldn't answer, after all, he only knew that he had been doing all kinds of unbearable work in various places since he could remember, and his daily salary was only a piece of moldy bread and a bowl of cold water, and his eyes, hands and feet would be tied every time he was transported, so that he could not know where he was, let alone where he came from and where he was going.

"It may be vagabond, as can be seen from the clothes worn." Scarface whispered to the soldiers around him.

Everyone's eyes then caught a glimpse of Anka's clothes that had been put aside, which was made of a hole in the middle of a thin rag and put directly on his body, barely covering the important parts, and the clothes no longer fit.

"Hmm, but we can't let outsiders stay here for a long time, what should we do if we wait for the wind and snow to send him down!"

Everyone seemed to be worried about the safety of the child in front of them, and they gathered in a circle to discuss how to send the child down.

Suddenly, there was a loud drum beating outside, and it was obvious that it was an enemy attack, and everyone picked up their weapons and ran outside in panic to meet the enemy.

Ankka took back the magic sword and was about to take advantage of the chaos to sneak away, but after looking at the fur on his body and the hot soup he had drunk, he thought to himself: "If I help them, maybe they can keep me here, and I can have a fixed place to live." ”

Ankh stepped out of the door to find that a large group of white-robed wizards and paladins had suddenly appeared in the camp, and their wands in their hands were also spraying fire and venom to attack, and the paladins were guarding them with shields.

The flames melted the snow and arrows that came from the ground, the snow was quickly replaced by magma, the boulders shattered by the spells, the venom spread around the enemy's position like a living viper attacking approaching enemies, and the remaining defenders were almost all forced deeper in front of the fortress and in front of some of the dwellings, but the distance was short and it seemed that it was only a matter of time before they were completely captured.

Ankka saw that the wizard and the paladin thought that they had come to hunt him down because he had attacked those paladins yesterday, and he suddenly felt a little guilty that he had accepted the help of the other party and accidentally lured the enemy.

Thinking of this, Ankh was determined to help, he wielded the magic sword and kept approaching the wizard, although the knight who came to block hit Ankka a few times, but he could still continue to swing the sword to resist, the magic sword spewed flames and began to devour everything around him, although Anka's attack was a little clumsy, but the magic sword was also strong enough, which also made up for Anka's lack of experience.

Ankka quickly made his way through the crowd like lightning again, but this time Ankka tried to suppress himself with little force to avoid accidentally injuring his allies, giving the enemy time to let out his own wails.

The screams echoed throughout the valley, and everyone who heard it stood on end, and Ankka also stopped attacking before hitting the last enemy, this time it was different from yesterday's attack, this time Anka heard the screams of the enemy he killed himself, and also saw the whole process of cutting through the opponent's flesh up close, which made Ankka spit out directly after stopping the attack, and the last enemy was directly frightened and fainted.

Ankka stood in the middle of the battlefield, his fur red from blood, the sky thundering from the high intensity of magic, and the soldiers looked in horror at the child in front of them, who was completely out of strength, and watched as the other man fell to the snow with hunger.

When Ankka woke up again, he looked at the magic sword a little strangely and thought puzzledly: "Why didn't you faint yesterday, and this time you suddenly fainted with so little strength?" ”

The magic sword seemed to hear the other party's doubts and responded: "The magic sword and the contract can only strengthen your body, but you will also be injured and feel hungry and weak, but because of the contract, you will not die easily, so it is very likely that you will be so hungry that you can't move but still can't die in the future, so you still have to pay attention." ”

Ankka responded by leaning against the wall and listening to the sound of reconstruction work outside, although Ankka wanted to help, he was now weak and could only lean against the wall to recover slowly after using up the last bit of energy.

"Well, although I don't know who you are, I still thank you for your righteous deeds, and these should be thanks." Scarface said as he held a plate of roast meat in front of Anka.

He then quietly left the room while Ankahu was eating a heise.