From Pyroxene Town to Dragon-roar Town, it took civilians about ten days to walk. Adventurers on horseback also needed about the same time. That was because the distance between the villages where he could stay was about a day's walk. Unless you were not afraid of death and camped near the dangerous barren mountains, or traveled for two days at a time, no one could go fast.
Sui Xiong and Gerrard were not in a hurry. They followed the group of merchants and walked toward Dragon-roar Town.
The dragon, known as "Arctic Tyrant", had been raging in the deep mountains near Dragon-roar Town for more than 50 years. It would not be so anxious to move.
Moreover, they were not in a hurry. The key to fighting against the dragon was Sui Xiong's real body, "Void Mask" Oscar. Now, Sui Xiong was doing closed-door training in an underground cave near Pyroxene Town, adjusting his body structure in order to better adapt to land activities. It was a huge job to modify and transform such a huge body, and it could not be completed so quickly. Therefore, even if they arrived at Dragon-roar Town early, they could only temporarily live in the town and collect some information. It was impossible for Gerrard to go into the mountain alone to challenge the dragon.
"Brother White, did you live on the mountain before? Is life on the mountain very hard? " In a caravan with them, a 12 or 13-year-old boy curiously pestered Gerrard, who was under the pseudonym White, and asked him questions, which annoyed him.
"… Life in the mountain is generally like this. It is very simple and boring, and there is nothing to say."
"But …"
In order to move conveniently, Gerrard chose to go with the caravan. The caravan was composed of caravans. When danger came, they could help each other. When the danger was too great, it was easy to find a scapegoat.
The scale of the caravan was very large, consisting of seven or eight caravans, and the one they chose to go with was the strongest of these caravans.
This caravan was called "Lucky Gold Coin", and the president of the caravan was a half-dwarf named Soth. As a hybrid between a dwarf and a human, he was slightly shorter than the average person. His reddish and rather tough skin, his big eyes that could see at night, his slender and agile body, as well as one or two gifted spells, all of which made him like a fish in water in his life as an adventurer, and he had accumulated a good amount of wealth. Later, as he grew older, he stopped being an adventurer. Instead, he formed a caravan and became a traveling merchant.
The members of Uncle Sovann's caravan were all his old acquaintances. Interestingly enough, although this caravan mainly did business with humans, none of the members were pure humans. The boss was a Half-Gnome, the bodyguards were Half-Beastmen, and the two business partners were a Half-Elf and a Dwarf. Even the employees were mixed or of different races. For example, the one who liked to chat with Gerrard was the young wizard, Palin, who was the accountant. He was a gnome, a purebred gnome.
In this world, there were many intelligent lifeforms. Among them, there were quite a few that resembled humans. Gnomes, dwarves, elves, and orcs were all relatively common types.
Gnomes and dwarves were not tall. They were about one-third shorter than humans. However, no one would confuse the two, because gnomes were a race of agility and intelligence, while dwarves were a race of strength and physique. The former was thin and flexible, with red skin, big eyes, and long hands and feet. The latter was stout and strong, with small eyes and big beards, and their voices were as loud as ordinary people's shouts.
Generally speaking, gnomes and mixed-blood gnomes tended to choose to be wizards, or rely on their innate bloodline to become Jianghu entertainers, bards, or merchants — of course, they often worked part-time as pickpockets. What about dwarves? They rarely engaged in other professions besides being warriors. Perhaps some dwarves were miners, blacksmiths, winemakers, or cooks, but they must first be good warriors, almost without exception.
Elves were a race that was about the same height as humans, but more slender than humans. Their characteristics were that they had a high affinity with magic and nature, and were almost born to cast spells. However, they were not used to living in an unnatural environment. If they could not live in a natural environment, they would slowly become weak, sick, and finally die.
Because of this, the elves made the forest and the wilderness their own country. They were considered one of the most powerful races in this world. During the several periods of human development, the two races, which had a brilliant history and powerful military strength, fought fiercely. The elves, who had conquered many races, including dwarves and gnomes, and the humans, who had expelled many races such as orcs and murlocs, fought like Mars hitting Earth, but no one could do anything to the other. In the end, everyone had to compromise with each other and seek equal coexistence and common development.
Of course, it had been almost five hundred years since the most recent great development. Except for those long-lived legendary masters, both sides who had participated in the war had long died of old age, and the hatred had slowly faded. Now was a period when the relationship between elves and humans was relatively good. The elves envied the versatile potential and abundant vitality of humans, while humans envied the elves' quiet hearts and natural talents. As time went by, many mixed-blood people appeared, commonly known as half-elves.
As for the orcs, they were a somewhat unlucky and even pitiful race. They had many origins, but because they lost to the humans in the war, they were constantly expelled, and finally mixed together to form a somewhat messy race. The ancestors of the orcs also had a good history of civilization, but the war with the humans interrupted the progress of their civilization, drove them away from the land where their ancestors lived, and also caused the inheritance of their civilization to be cut off. Gradually, they became a symbol of barbarism and backwardness.
Sadly, most of the orcs had forgotten the honor of their own civilization, and chose to accept the civilization of humans or elves. In today's world, the traditional occupations of the orcs such as "Savage Warrior", "Violent Warrior", "Bloody Swordsman", "Soul Shaman", and so on were getting fewer and fewer. Most of the qualified orcs were either warriors or rangers, or warlocks or priests.
Perhaps this was also because the occupations developed by these humans and elves were indeed more powerful than the ancient occupations inherited by the orcs.
The half-orcs in the caravan came from a tribe called "Barbarian Stone", and their leader, Ahan, was a Saint Samurai, the kind of clergyman who was baptized and inherited in the temple, and was inclined to the direction of force rather than magic. The god he believed in was somewhat special. It was the God of Barbarian, who was respected as the "Iron Lion". He was born in the evil orc god system, but with a few subordinates, he became semi-independent and became a good god.
Ahan and his subordinates were all believers of the God of Barbarian. Their armors and shields all had the holy emblem of the God of Barbarian — the golden lion's paw inside the shield-shaped frame. Ahan's shield, in particular, was shining with the light of divine power, which was a magic item blessed in the temple.
Sui Xiong had noticed the shield, and the golden light flashing on the shield from time to time made him feel a little familiar. After carefully recalling for a while, he was sure that the light seemed to be very similar to the god who helped him when he was fighting with the God of Wu Mian.
In order to confirm whether it was true, he specially asked Gerrard to ask Ahan for some knowledge about the God of Barbarian.
The God of Barbarian was a god who liked to travel around and fight against injustice. He often changed into a lion-man (a kind of orc), carrying a shield and a tomahawk, and hanging a hammer on his waist. When he encountered an evil god, he would turn into a golden lightning, tear the sky, and fight against evil. Although he could only be regarded as a middle-level god, his combat power was extremely strong. More than once, he had beaten the well-known powerful evil gods and made them flee. He could be regarded as a first-class strong god among the gods.
As for the doctrine and the detailed structure of this god, Sui Xiong did not bother to remember. In short, he was generally sure that this God of Barbarian was the one who helped him in the past, and he was a good god.
Very good, that was enough.
This was a good leader with good skills, strong awareness, good leadership, and did not cheat. If he had the opportunity to go to the dungeon with him, it would be very good.
Of course, the other party had helped him during the PK, so he had to repay him.
"Gerrard, if there is a fight, pay attention to protect Ahan and others," he said.
Gerrard was a little puzzled. He did not understand why he did not need to protect non-combatants like Old Soth, who had been retired for many years and whose combat power had been significantly reduced, but Ahan, who was obviously very good at fighting. But the god's orders were absolute, and he expressed complete obedience.
But Gerrard could be sure that Ahan did not need to be protected at all. This strong lion-man could fight with a wild bear head-on even without weapons. If he was fully armed, even a two-footed flying dragon could do nothing to him.
Well, the two-footed flying dragon that wanted to attack them this evening was now barbecued meat in the camp. Old Soth's partner and cook, Wrought Iron, was smearing the meat with secret spices and spirits that he was proud of. Some of the meat was almost cooked, and the tempting fragrance was floating in the air.
After a day of trekking, the business group camped next to a small village at night. This was a large open space, enough for hundreds of people to temporarily live in. Because it was adjacent to the Barren Mountains, it was already out of the influence area of the Ashes Woods. In the distance, there were green trees and lush grass nearby. It was a scene full of vitality, which made Sui, who was used to seeing gray-black colors, very satisfied.
At this moment, everyone was busy, but when the smell of barbecued flying dragon floated, almost everyone stopped for a while, and more than one person even drooled.
Old Soth's other partner, a half-elf ranger who called himself "Rhyme", was processing the materials taken from the body of the two-footed flying dragon, such as the sharp hooked claws, the fangs connected to the poisonous glands, the hard scales on the chest, and the tough skin on the body.
The two-footed flying dragon was a very fierce monster. It had a wide range of food, but its favorite prey was "weak two-footed walking beasts", or humans for short. In fact, their favorite thing to do was to attack herdsmen and caravans. Even when there were people to eat, they would turn a blind eye to prey such as cattle and sheep. They could be said to be the great enemy of humans.
If it was on the earth, this kind of guy who openly fought against humans would definitely be killed to the point of extinction. At most, a few dead species would be kept in the zoo for research. However, in this relatively backward and wild world, the human-like races, including humans, only occupied less than one-third of the whole world's land. In the vast wilderness, there were enemies like this everywhere, and everyone was used to it.
Anyway, it was a fight. If they lost, they would be eaten, and if they won — haha, then the relationship between eating and being eaten would be reversed!
Just like at this moment, the two-footed flying dragon, which failed in the PK and was killed, became everyone's dinner.
At this moment, accompanied by the overflowing fragrance, Wrought Iron laughed heartily and rang the small bell, which meant that it was time to eat.
The sound of the bell saved Gerrard, who was being bombarded with questions by the curious Palin. Gerrard quickly put an end to the "ecology of the giant tribe" that almost all came from hearsay. He dragged little Palin, who was still unsatisfied, and hurriedly walked towards the bonfire.
Eating was a good reason, and it could finally get rid of the trouble of being interrogated.
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