Mysterious Catastrophe

Aaron rubbed his chin: "It's the one that's the one that's the one to blame? Interesting...interesting..."

"Wait, why did I just think about it in my heart, and after a little comprehension, the secret mantra surfaced? So I should be born to devote myself to secret teaching?"

"No, no, no, if this continues... One day when I wake up, my job might become [Red Priest]..."

Chapter 1046 Twins

The kingdom of ice and snow, the north.

Wendy was wearing a simple set of leather armor and clutched the long sword in her hand.

He is a caravan guard, and he is escorting the goods of the 'Nutcracker' Chamber of Commerce to the largest city in the country of ice and snow, 'Karn'.

There are more than 30 people in this caravan, and there are fifteen guards alone. The defense force is quite strong.

Their captain was a former adventurer and later retired high-ranking warrior with rich experience in guarding, so he didn't encounter too many problems along the way.

just feel...

"There are goblins ahead, who will clean them up?"

A scout in front shouted, making Wendy shrink back.

Goblins are highly reproductive creatures, and they can be found everywhere in deserts, forests, and islands.

They are also the most ferocious and evil creatures, generally not high in strength, short in stature, green-skinned, with pointed noses and ears.

As omnivores, they can eat anything, including humans and their own kind!

At the same time, the fertility is also very strong, and they are a litter for a lifetime. Although the combat effectiveness is not high, it is a headache.

As the target of most adventurers' first missions, they also have the title of 'rookie killer'.

Yes!

Even a goblin, if you don't respond properly, you will die!

"Wendy, come and see with me... Something is wrong with these goblins. They are the best at bullying the weak and fearing the strong. Seeing so many people in the caravan, they dare to rob... There is a problem!"

The captain of the guard casually pointed to Wendy.

Goblins stink, and it's hard to wash off the smell. The key is that there are no loot.

Wendy reluctantly agreed, walked to the front of the caravan, and saw a group of goblins.

Most of them didn't have any clothes on them, at most they had a rag around their waists, and they were holding wooden spears and other weapons.

Occasionally, those who wear iron helmets or broken iron swords from unknown corpses are already the elite of the goblins.

"There are more than 100 of them..."

The captain of the guard glanced at it, and his bearded face had a solemn expression. Too many ants can kill people.

"This trade route is becoming more and more unsafe, and the city guards of Karn City do not come out regularly to clean it up..."

A fat businessman complained.

"The most important thing now is the defense line of the Great Frozen Rift Valley in the south! Once it falls there, the whole country will be over..."

Another merchant replied: "Alas... get ready to fight!"

The wild has never been the home of human beings. As long as you relax a little, goblins, gnolls, ogres... All kinds of beasts and humanoid creatures will emerge from nowhere and occupy more living space .

"Oh!"

At this moment, those green-skinned dwarves suddenly yelled and made way for a passage.

Two rows of obviously stronger goblins came out, and behind them was a group of spear throwers carrying wooden spears.

Finally, there was an old goblin riding a warg, carrying a rough flag on his back, with mysterious sacrificial symbols painted on it with unknown dark brown blood.

"Goblin warrior? Goblin elite spear thrower... and Goblin warlord? Damn it, which Goblin kingdom's army is this?"

The guard captain's expression became extremely solemn: "Everyone...ready to fight!"

"Oh!"

Accompanied by the high-pitched roar of the goblin warlord, the goblin spear throwers first threw wooden spears at the caravan.

Boom!

The shoddy wooden spear was easily blocked by the shield, but one unlucky guy was pierced through his thigh and fell down screaming.

"Oh!"

The other goblins, led by the goblin warriors, began to charge like a tide.

Wendy kept her sword steady and chopped down one goblin, but then there was a second, and a third.

He calmly followed the teacher's teachings when he was training, paying attention to breathing and conserving energy...

At this moment, the captain of the guard roared and rushed into the goblin.

--charge!

He roared fiercely, and the two-handed sword in his hand swept across the goblin like a whirlwind, causing the surrounding monsters to fall like cutting wheat.

—— Roundabout cut!

The elite goblin thrower aimed at him and threw his spear, but he dodged it, even if it was an attack from a blind spot.

—— Intuitive dodge!

Even if a goblin's weapon hit him, it couldn't do him much damage.

This is the core ability of the warrior profession - damage reduction!

The captain of the guard knew that the caravan could not last long, so he wanted to make a charge and take away the Goblin Warlord.

He was moving fast, but the old goblin riding a warg was just as cunning, and he waited until the captain of the guard approached before yelling out a note.

The guard captain's movements suddenly became slow.

——Slow technique!

This Goblin Warlord is actually a born Goblin Warlock!

Just when the captain of the guard was feeling a little desperate, he suddenly heard the sound of a flute!

The sound of this flute is bleak, simple and unsophisticated... even has a chilling taste.

But under the sound of the flute, all the guards were shaken, howling and launching a counterattack.

If the captain of the guard has an attribute column, you can see a line of information like this:

[Affected by halo-type skills, morale +1! 】

[You get buff effects: the elegance of a cat, the strength of a cow! 】

……

At this moment, the experienced captain of the guard knew that a spell caster was coming to his side for reinforcements, so he couldn't help but lift up his spirits. He swung his sword with both hands again, and chopped down several goblin warriors in front of him.

The goblin warlord was a little flustered at this time, and was chanting spells quickly. With the power of the fire element gathered, what he cast was probably a 'fireball'!

Once this kind of fireball explodes, it is as powerful as a small grenade, enough to severely damage the captain of the guard!

at this time!

The sound of the flute became high-pitched again.

The elements around the Goblin Warlord were in disorder for a while, and the unformed fireball technique collapsed in an instant.

- Counterspell!

"Go, assist the captain!"

Wendy felt that there was a sudden increase in strength in her body, which seemed to be exhausted like a desert, soaked like water.

He hacked a goblin to death and charged the captain in the lead.

Only then did he see clearly the source of the sound of the flute, it was indeed a bard!

The opponent was wearing a wolf fur cloak, with a wolf scalp pattern on his right shoulder, and was wandering around the battlefield with dexterous steps, playing a white bone flute.

The guards who heard the sound of the flute were full of energy, while the goblin became weak for no reason.

A goblin warrior roared and charged, approaching the bard.

boom!

But the bard directly picked up the bone flute and slammed it on the other's forehead.

At this time, the captain of the guard also took advantage of the heaven-sent opportunity to kill the Goblin Warden, holding the opponent's head and roaring, threatening other Goblins.

The goblins fled in fright. They were not such a united group of creatures.

Some were even running away, grabbing protective gear, weapons, and even corpses from their companions...

The caravan guards did not catch up either. This time they were actually lucky to win, and if they were not careful, they would be wiped out.

"team leader!"

Wendy leaned over and found that the captain also had several hideous wounds on his body.

The captain of the guard ignored him, threw the head of the Goblin Warlord at will, and came to the bard: "I am the captain of the guard of the Nutcracker Chamber of Commerce, thank you for your help!"

He tried to keep his waist straight, with the meaning of demonstration.

After all, the strength of the caravan is weak now, so we have to guard against it.

In the wilderness, the most untestable thing is the human heart!

"My name is Aaron, a bard!"

Aaron smiled back.

While he was speaking, a fluffy head emerged from his arms.

It was a direwolf cub with mutated blue eyes and two black spots on them.

"Ow!"

The little wolf let out a low growl, but Aaron squeezed it hard a few times and stuffed it back.

Recently, he wandered all the way in the extreme northern wasteland. The white dragon and the frost giant didn't see him, but the direwolves killed several litters.

This end was found in a wolf den somewhere.

"I want to go to Karn City, I wonder if I can give a ride along the way?" Aaron looked at the captain of the guard and smiled friendly.

"This...Of course!"

The captain of the guard hesitated for a moment, but he still agreed, asked the convoy to vacate a carriage for Aaron, and asked people to prepare water and food.

Even the little wolf, with curious Wendy, brought a bowl of milk.

"Is it a direwolf? It's so beautiful..."

Wendy had some envy in her eyes: "Adult direwolves are extraordinary creatures. It is said that even white dragons dare not offend easily when they are in groups..."

"Thank you, but puppies can't drink milk, goat's milk is better..."

Aaron said to Wendy: "Dogs are suitable for drinking goat's milk when they are young. It is good for the stomach... Well, this is my experience in raising dogs."

"But……"

Wendy's face was full of doubts.

That's not a dog, but a wolf!It is also an extraordinary creature known as the Ice Hunter!

"But Erha is a direwolf and an extraordinary creature, so his stomach should not be so fragile...Thank you!"

Aaron laughed, took Erha out of his arms, and watched it stick out its little pink tongue to lick the milk.

He looked at Wendy, and there was a gleam in his purple eyes: "Wendy...do you have Kimo blood?"

"yes……"

Wendy replied subconsciously: "My village took in a team of Kimos fleeing a long time ago... It is said that I inherited the talent from my mother, so I am particularly resistant to cold."

He didn't know why, but he just felt that the bard in front of him was very kind, and unconsciously wanted to talk to him, to tell the truth.

"There are still a few people who came with me, unfortunately..."

Wendy looked at the injured guards with a sad look on her face.