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Chapter 128

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The closer they got to the Amos Icefield, the colder the weather became. The ice and snow here wouldn't melt throughout the year. It was located in the northernmost part of the Alen Continent, and the further north they went, the colder it got. Further north was a vast ocean. In winter, even the ocean would freeze.

This was the northern end of the Alen Continent. Legend had it that further north, there was a continent made entirely of ice and snow. From there, one could see the end and edge of the world. However, this was only a legend. No one had ever crossed the sea of death to reach the legendary world.

At the edge of Amos, there were some orc tribes that made a living at the edge. They relied on some of the special products of Amos to maintain their basic livelihood. For example, the horns of the Amos White Deer, the fur of the Ice Bear, the special fish and shrimp under the ice, the musk of the Musk Leopard, and the Speed Fox were all special products that were worth thousands of gold coins. These were the most sought-after goods in the orc and human kingdoms.

The Elias Merchant Group would come here a few times a year to trade with the tribes on the Amos Icefield, bringing them food, ironware, clothes, and other necessities of life. Then, they would trade them for a large amount of Amos Northern specialties, earning them a large sum of Gold Royals.

It was already late autumn, but winter had already arrived on the Amos Icefield. Even the edge of the Amos Icefield was covered in a layer of ice and snow. The howling wind was like a knife, cutting people's faces painfully. The people of the Elias Merchant Group braved the wind and snow as they advanced. The wheels and horses left a trail in the thin layer of snow, revealing the soil underneath.

Lu Zhiyu and Verthandi both wore thick fur cloaks and wrapped themselves tightly. At the beginning, the shadows of some buildings finally appeared in front of them. The closer they got, the more they saw a tribe made of round stone castles.

These round forts rose and fell at the foot of the snowy mountain, covering the entire valley. Black trees could be seen on top of the snowy mountain, but at this moment, they were also stained with white spots. This was the orc tribe that lived in this area.

Elias waved his hand to stop. He saw two young men running out from the guard tower in front of them. Not long after, he saw a dozen hunters clustered together as they walked in front of Elias.

"Oh! Elias, I knew it was you. I told you that you should be here. Why are you only here now? " A tall, golden-haired lion-man hugged Elias and heavily patted his back twice. The enormous force was enough to make an ordinary person faint. However, Elias was a knight, so he also fiercely hammered the lion-man twice. The sound of his hammering rang out like that of an iron hammer.

"Heh, Ibu, I haven't seen you for a few months and you seem to have lost a lot of strength. I've brought quite a few good things for you this time."

"Haha, then I'll take a good look later. Our young hunter also has a good harvest, but compared to last year, it's much worse. Also, the other tribes and that evil dragon on the ice plains, ai!"

"Fortunately, we have you. Otherwise, it would be very difficult for our tribe to survive this winter."

The lion-man Ibu sighed, but immediately waved his hand generously. "Let's not talk about these troublesome things. Let's go in and welcome our friends."

This was a large orc tribe, with close to ten thousand members. As the caravan entered the tribe at the foot of the mountain, they could see many orc children looking at them. Many women, children, and the elderly also came out to look at them, as well as the goods they had brought with them. Their eyes shone with hope.

Some of the young people were injured. It seemed that a fierce battle had broken out in this tribe not long ago, which caused all the young and strong people in the tribe to be injured. The children in the tribe looked thin and malnourished, as if they hadn't eaten for a long time.

The members of the tribe were different from the orc tribes that Lu Zhiyu had seen before. This tribe was made up of many orc races, including lion-men, minotaurs, sheep-men, and some pig-men.

There were so many races living in harmony in this tribe, and they seemed to be on good terms with each other. After all, this was not the central region that had been ruled by the various kingdoms for many years. The competition between tribes was usually very fierce, and many of them were enemies. Most of them still relied on race and bloodline to maintain the unity of the tribe.

Verthandi seemed to like this place very much. She even walked down to lead her horse. She took out two biscuits from her bag and handed them to a skinny lion-man boy beside her. After receiving the biscuits, the lion-man boy seemed to like her. Perhaps it was because they were the same species.

"Where are your parents?"

The lion-man boy's hand that was holding the biscuits suddenly stopped, and his eyes turned red. Verthandi knew the answer.

After the caravan settled down, Lu Zhiyu and Verthandi followed Elias into the largest round fort in the tribe. Each of these forts looked like a small bunker, and when the entire village was connected together, it looked like a crisscrossed base.

If an enemy broke in, they could easily be surrounded and attacked. They could use the sturdiness of the round fort and the windows left behind to defend and attack. They could shoot their enemies from the roofs or windows. This was a common tribal arrangement among the orc tribes.

When they entered, they saw that food had already been prepared. After Elias and Ibu finished chatting, he immediately introduced Lu Zhiyu to Chief Ibu. "This is Baron Randhir Eranbell, and this is his son, Will, who is also an old friend of mine. Can you guess what they are here for?"

Lu Zhiyu and Verthandi nodded slightly at Ibu. Chief Ibu immediately frowned and looked at Elias. "Don't tell me they're here to deal with that dragon again?"

Elias shrugged and nodded. Chief Ibu stood up. His two-meter-tall body was so strong that he could kill a cow with one punch. "Just the two of you? How could you defeat the evil dragon? Have you seen that evil dragon? Do you know how powerful and terrifying it is? "

Lu Zhiyu smiled and said, "We would love to see it!"

Ibu slammed the table angrily. "I'm afraid that you will die on the ice fields before you see it. You don't know how terrifying the ice fields are, and how cunning that evil dragon is. It is very smart, even smarter than most of us. We have tried countless times to find its lair, but in the end, we could only return in failure.

"A few times, we have set up traps to deal with it, but in the end, we could only fail and pay a cruel price. It will take revenge on us. I have seen many idiots like you. All of you have charged into the ice fields, and none of you have come back alive."

Finally, Ibu stared into Lu Zhiyu's eyes. "I advise you to hurry back and take your son with you. Don't do such stupid things."

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