The wind in Carlando is still as strong as ever, and when you get here, your vision suddenly widens, as if you have come to a wider world. Norland is delicate and changeable, while Carlando is much more primitive and simple. Norland's topography is not natural, but has been transformed over the years to become what it is today. The charm of magic is endless, and there is material support from all planes, so the development of Norland is also accelerating, and the nobles will find ways to beautify their territory, and before the power of magic, people feel that all they lack is imagination.

Richard's mood, however, was different. When he actually set foot on the land of Callando, the restlessness in his heart was gone, replaced by a complete coldness and silence.

He decided to go to the Great Snow Mountain Temple first to see what was going on, and the mountains and seas had said that she would stay there forever. However, Richard knew almost nothing about the Kalando continent, and he didn't know where the Great Snow Mountain Temple was, only the general direction, and he had to find someone to ask. As for the candidates, Richard had already thought about them.

Richard wiped off the beast's teeth, put it in his mouth and blew hard, and the silent shock wave had spread in all directions in an instant. The powerhouse world of the entire Carlando continent was once again alarmed.

After doing this, Richard strode out of town. The barbarians along the way all looked at him silently, their faces full of unwelcome. Although the barbarians did not forbid the Norlanders to enter Calandor, they were not willing to provide any help. In the Carlando's tradition, all Norlanders are liars and thieves. Of course, in Norland's lexicon, Carlando is a place full of bandits and bandits.

As he was about to walk out of the town, a rather tall and arrogant-looking barbarian young man suddenly stood in the middle of the road and asked arrogantly, "Where do you want to go?"

Richard looked him up and down, and said lightly, "Do you want to find fault? is this what you mean or is this the meaning of this town?"

"What I mean in town is what I mean! I'm the best samurai in the area......"

Before the barbarian warrior could finish speaking, he suddenly felt the heavens and the earth begin to spin violently, and then his eyes went black, and his mouth was full of the smell of blood and earth, and then he fainted.

In the eyes of the other barbarian warriors, Richard's movements could not be seen clearly, only Richard stretched out his hand, and then the tall and sturdy barbarian warrior instantly swirled like a windmill in his hand, and then was smashed into the ground. And Richard has long since calmly left. Under a big tree in the corner of the town, an old man who was in his twilight was sitting, just taking in this scene. Beside the old man stood a young barbarian, who looked at Richard's distant figure and said indignantly: "Is it necessary to deal with an ordinary warrior with such a heavy hand?"

The old man smiled and said, "He did it for me." ”

"I'll show you," said the young man, ...... incredulous, "Did he see who you were?"

The old man said slowly, "He doesn't necessarily know who I am, but just warns us in this way that we don't mess with him." ”

The young man's face turned resolute, and he said, "If that's the case, then we can't let him go! I'll try his skills!"

The old man raised his hand, stopped the young man who was about to catch up, and said, "You are no match for him. Plus, now you can't catch up with him. ”

The young man was stunned, looked up outside the town, and sure enough, he could no longer see Richard's figure. After a while, Richard was out of sight? What kind of speed was this? He had to say stupidly, "Elder, we can't just let him enter Carrando, can we? ”

The old man smiled and said, "His identity is indeed not simple, such a young grand constructor, there are not many in the whole of Norland now." Alright, let's go back!"

"Great Constructor, isn't that similar to our Great Totem Shaman, so young!" the young man looked shocked.

"Yes, he is indeed not a simple young man, and he came to Calando this time with a lot of murderous energy. ”

The young man was incredulous and asked, "Even if you are a legendary powerhouse, you don't dare to come to Callando alone to make trouble, right?"

The old man sighed and said, "Leave him alone, it's not our problem anyway." ”

"I hope he doesn't get impulsive. There was a worried look on the young man's face.

The old man was a little interested, and asked, "Why do you say that?"

The young man pondered, and said seriously and slowly: "Such a young Great Constructor, there should be a chance to advance to the rank of Saint Constructor, right? A person like him must have a deep foundation in Norland, and there must be more than one legendary powerhouse behind him. Even if he causes something in Kalando, we can't kill him lightly, otherwise it will anger the legendary powerhouse of Norland, and it may be a protracted war, and many innocent people will die. You said that Callando and Norland should unite and work together against the other main planes. Such a war is not good for anyone. ”

"That's a good point!" the old man nodded approvingly, then stood up and walked into the house, saying to the young man who followed him as he went, "Remember, this idea cannot be said lightly to others. ”

"I see! The warriors of the tribe are stubborn, and they refuse to learn anything new, especially from Norland. ”

The old man suddenly froze when he pushed the door, and then sighed heavily, and said, "That's not stubbornness, but the faith of the tribe, and our faith. I teach you this, take you to Norland, to let you know what the outside world is like, not to make you give up your faith. Ancient traditions and beliefs have left us behind Norland, but without them, the tribe would have lost the spine of its soul. ”

The young man seemed to understand and nodded blankly.

The setting sun slowly sinks into the mountains, painting the grassland with a strong tribal red with the last afterglow. On the grassland, a group of huge animals are walking leisurely, even walking on the edge of the herd of fierce beasts. Lions, hyenas and even tyrannosaurus rexes mostly lie lazily on the ground, and well-fed predators don't even glance at their prey.

Richard walked in such a grassland, with a brisk pace, a few meters out in one step, in fact, the speed was unusually fast. At such a speed, unless it is the top war horse, it will be a little longer in the middle, and the other war horses will not be able to catch up with Richard at all.

Night is approaching, but the world of the strong in Callando is no longer peaceful.

At the foot of a sea cliff, Baal was standing on one foot on a rock, enduring the impact of the tide. But he was so disappointing, and was slapped into the water by the waves several times in succession, so he simply climbed ashore and looked into the distance with complicated eyes. Some time had passed, and Baal had become stronger and stronger, with muscles like iron tendons that were intertwined. There are several striking scars on his chest and back, all of which are marks left after the battle with Richard.

Baal Baal has suffered a lot of injuries, and the strong physique of the barbarians generally does not leave scars. However, he left these scars to commemorate the battle with Richard. Before that battle, Baal Baal never dreamed that he would lose to a magician of a lower rank than himself! Such a shame that could only be washed away with his own fists, so after that day, Baal Baal practiced hard and went crazy. He was originally going to Norland to challenge Richard a year later, but he didn't expect Richard to come to Calando again and blow the tooth of the beast god again.

Baal Baal did not rush to battle, but first returned to the village, washed himself from head to toe, then changed into the neatest battle clothes, and sat for a moment in front of the ancestral altar before riding his horse and heading off into the distance. The people of the tribe watched Baal Baal go away, and although they did not know who the enemy of the first warrior of the tribe was, they knew that he was not sure in his heart at all when they saw Baal Baal so solemn.

The figure of Baal Baal was far away in the night, and a young girl finally couldn't help it, and tears kept rolling down.

In the deep darkness, in the breath of decay, a rickety figure slowly rose up. He was already a little out of human form, squirming like a beast, and then he made a hoarse voice: "Richard? You're here again? Okay, good, you won't have another chance this time." ”

By the campfire in the grassland, a tall tribal woman raised her head, looked at the towering mountains in the distance, and whispered, "The tooth of the beast god?"

She thought for a moment, and the Void threw a punch to extinguish the raging bonfire, then kicked the sleeping Tyrannosaurus next to her hard, shouting, "Get up!

The tyrannosaurus reluctantly crawled to its feet, roared a few times in protest, and then obediently crouched down and waited for the woman to ride on its back. It even knew how to grab the package on the ground with its small front paws, and then shook off its stride and ran into the distance. It wasn't until it started running that it was actually extraordinarily tall, half taller than an ordinary Tyrannosaurus, and its whole body was covered in black scales, which exuded an oily glow in the night.

And on the top of the snow-capped mountain, several people sitting in the stone wall opened their eyes, and only a little green could be seen in the darkness. They exchanged words in silence, and then they all fell silent.

In another large tribe of more than 10,000 people, the atmosphere was boiling at the moment, and many young warriors were clamoring to go and give the damned Norlander a little color. Some of the young men flocked to an ancient tree outside the tribe, shouting and pleading, "Miro, go and fight, and beat that damn Norlander back!"

In the depths of the canopy, a young man who looked a little lazy lay down, and when he heard the tidal wave of calls under the tree, he simply replied: "I'm not so bored!"

As soon as these words came out, the hot-blooded tribal warriors immediately fell silent, and then retreated stupidly. It was evident that they had great respect for Miro in the tree, even fearful of it.

Miró rolled over and muttered, "Richard is here? Forget it, it's none of my business anyway, naturally some people have headaches, and some people want to teach you a lesson. ”