I, Wang Ha, the Assassin of Three Red Warriors

"Wait a little longer, the time is not yet ripe, and the planning for more than ten years is not far behind the past few years."

At the same time, the northern border of the empire.

The weather was gloomy, the sky was covered with thick black and turbid clouds, and the whole area was covered in heavy snow with goose feathers. The north wind roared and ran wildly in the wilderness.

In a certain leeward mountain depression, dozens of tents made of animal skins are close together, as if they are huddling together to keep warm.

A tall and burly figure was patrolling among the tents, his body was wrapped in several layers of thick animal skins, he was holding a kerosene lamp in his hand, and his face hidden under the fur cap was full of sorrow.

His name is Bartos, and he is the current patriarch of the Barutus tribe, who is currently worrying about the shortage of food.

The Baluts, who live by hunting dangerous species, do not do farming. Except for dried meat, most of the food is obtained through trading with merchants.

With the bad weather right now, it doesn't look like there will be a caravan passing by.

After walking through all the tents, Bartos returned to the largest tent in the center of the garrison, carefully opened the curtain and got in to prevent too much cold wind from entering the tent.

As soon as he entered the room, a girl who was sharpening a knife stood up and greeted him. While reaching out to help wipe off the snow on his clothes, she asked:

"Father, how is the situation in the clan?"

After taking off several layers of animal fur coat, Bartos sat down by the brazier, stretched out his hand to hold his daughter in his arms, and sighed:

"The clan is running out of food, Estes."

Chapter 299 Esther

"Nearly half of the newborn babies died, and some of the sick clansmen couldn't bear it anymore."

"All the elderly people chose to leave on their own, taking nothing with them except a pair of warm clothes."

Hearing Bartos's deep voice, the 13-year-old Esdesi realized the seriousness of the matter, and the little hand holding the hem of his clothes couldn't help but tighten tightly.

Summer was supposed to be a good season for hunting, but now it was impossible to find prey at all. The bad weather was one reason, and the other was the arrival of super dangerous species.

The sudden ice and snow subverted all the order on this land, not only human beings, but also many dangerous species living here were also wiped out.

Estes glanced at the curtain of the tent, and the cold air poured into the tent frequently, making her subconsciously wrap her clothes tighter, and murmured:

"This blizzard is getting more and more violent. I really don't know when this disaster will pass."

Feeling the cold, Bartos filled some fuel into the brazier, picked up the long sword that was set aside and put it on the whetstone to polish it, and responded:

"When Blazerde leaves, the blizzard will naturally dissipate, but we don't have that much time to wait, because we will starve to death before then."

The atmosphere in the tent fell into silence, only the sound of the friction between the sword and the whetstone was rattling.

Estes sat back in his seat again, picked up a short knife and began to sharpen it, because maintaining weapons is a daily homework for the Baluts.

"Then Dad, what should we do? If we go out and look for it, we may meet prey."

Hearing this, Bartos stopped what he was doing, and looked up at Esdeth with a look of determination in his eyes.

"No, there is a more thorough method, and that is to kill the super-dangerous Brezed."

Although he has never really seen the appearance of a super dangerous species, Esdeth can also see the strength of the opponent through the severe blizzard in front of him.

"But···"

She was about to speak to persuade her father to give up such a dangerous idea, but she was interrupted by Bartos just after she said a few words:

"The Balutus tribe is a tribe that hunts dangerous species for a living. No matter what level of dangerous species it is, they are just prey in our eyes."

He put his hands on Estes' young shoulders, stared into his daughter's eyes, and reiterated:

"Esdes, you have to remember! This is a world where the weak prey on the strong. Only the strong can survive, and only the strong can live better."

Looking away from his beloved daughter, Bartos sharpened his long sword vigorously again, with a serious and pious expression, as if he was doing a ceremony before the expedition.

Estes stood beside his father, quietly watching the other's every move, and felt a sense of determination from him.

"Even if we, the Baluts, die, we will die in a vigorous battle, instead of huddling in a tent like a coward and waiting to be starved to death!"

And while Bartos was sharpening his sword, the Barutus warriors in the other tents were also doing the same thing in unison.

Although they knew that the chances of winning were very small, they had to choose this way in order to survive.

Even if it fails, it can reduce the population of the clan to a certain extent, and leave the little food for others, making this small clan more likely to continue.

When the long sword in his hand was sharpened, Bartos slowly inserted it into the scabbard, put on the leather armor placed in the corner, and gave Esdeth a hug.

Feeling the warmth from her father, Estes also reached out and hugged Bartos, with reluctance in her eyes, but she knew that it was impossible to keep him.

"Father, can I go with you? I also have the strength to hunt dangerous species alone."

"This is impossible, my little Estes, you are the most proud daughter of my Bartos, and you will continue to lead the tribe to survive better in the future."

About half a minute later, Bartos strode out of the tent and shouted loudly in the blizzard:

"Hey, warriors of the Baluts tribe! Are you all ready with your swords?"

Responding to the patriarch's call, men in full armor came out of the tent one after another. Everyone's face was filled with excitement, bloodthirsty light shone in their eyes, and they shouted loudly.

"Ulla! Ulla! Ulla! Ulla! Ulla!"

Looking at the imposing clansmen, Bartos selected some of the strongest and most powerful fighters to stay in order to protect the safety of women, children and children.

Then, he led the team out of the fence of the station, and embarked on a journey of no return in the wind and snow.

After confirming that the team had gone far, Estes, holding a dagger, quietly slipped out of the tent, took advantage of the gap between patrols to get out of the station, and followed after following the footprints on the snow.

The petite girl was running on the vast snow field, her azure blue eyes glowed with a chill that was colder than solid ice.

"Brazed? Just let me remember your appearance, and I will kill you myself in the future!"

And just as the Baluts came after the traces of the super-dangerous species, Brezed, who had just woken up from sleep, started wandering like a lord patrolling his territory.

Blazed, who looks like a crocodile, is ice blue all over and the size of a hill. His thick limbs support his huge body, and his whole body is covered with hard scales.

It originally lived on the glaciers in the extreme north, but no one knows why it came here so far.

Brazed, who was walking on the snow field, flicked his tail leisurely, his brass-colored eyes the size of wheels scanned the surroundings, as if looking for prey to fill his stomach.

Suddenly, a pitch-black door appeared on its way forward, attracting Brezed's attention.

Behind the space door, Anastasia pushed the two doors open forcefully, saw the white scenery behind the door, and felt extremely familiar.

"It's snowing so much, it seems to be bigger than the snow in my hometown."

The princess who was born in Tsarist Russia stepped into the snow, and the cold wind like a sword was blowing on her body, but she herself didn't notice it.

The Old Man of the Mountain walked out of the space door right after him. In order not to frighten the innocent outsiders, he took off his skull mask and put on the Lich King's attire.

The harsh wind and snow hit the armor, and the mountain man who stayed on the ice valley and snow field all year round also didn't feel how bad the weather was, and he was obviously used to it for a long time.

Seeing two humans appearing in front of his eyes, although Blazerde felt a little disgusted, he was still not ready to let the prey go, and ran over.

Sensing the shaking of the ground, the old man of the mountain looked into the distance, and after seeing the crocodile monster galloping towards him, he raised his hand and drew out the ice-blue sword at his waist.

"Anna, come behind the old man. I didn't expect to encounter wild game as soon as I came here. It's really lucky."

And just as Anastasia hid behind the old man on the mountain, Brezard also ran in front of the two, opened his mouth and let out a deafening roar.

"Ow, ooh, ooh—"

Chapter 300 Find the area of ​​​​Brizard's psychological shadow

Blazerde's high-pitched roar sounded far away, and the turbulent power on his body caused strong winds, and the already bad snowstorm completely deteriorated into a natural disaster.

Bartos in the distance heard Brezed's roar, subconsciously stopped, and raised his hand to signal to the team behind him.

The Baluts warriors who cooperated tacitly dispersed immediately, each found a place to hide, and slowly moved towards the direction of the super dangerous species.

But Estes, who was following behind, was not so cautious. She detoured and ran over directly, but years of hunting experience prevented the girl from acting recklessly and concealed her whereabouts.

Looking at the giant ice-blue crocodile that opened its mouth and roared in front of it, Anastasia raised her hand to cover her mouth and nose, frowned and complained:

"Okay, it stinks, how long has this guy not cleaned his mouth?"

Holding Frostmourne in his hand, the Mountain Man stood there calmly looking at the prey delivered to his door. The void behind him rippled with beautiful ice-blue ripples, connecting to the location of the Scourge.

"Hoohoho-"

Accompanied by the dragon's roar that could shake the world, the huge head of the bone dragon protruded from the void, and the blue soul fire was burning in the hollow eye sockets, exuding the rolling dragon power.

Looking at the Frost Dragon that suddenly sprang out in front of him, Brezed's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he quietly moved back.

Sindragosa, who was awakened from his slumber, stared at the crocodile in front of him, stretched out a big paw and pressed it on the crocodile's back, with a look of 'little brother, what's the matter with you'.

Blazed, who hadn't taken a few steps back, paused, and no longer had the mighty and domineering posture he had before. He blinked a few times, revealing an innocent look, obviously knowing that he had hit the iron plate.

"Kill it, Sindragosa."

As soon as the words fell, the ferocious Frost Dragon bit Brazed's short and thick neck back, and its sharp dragon teeth pierced through the steel-like scales on the super dangerous species without hindrance.

"Ouch-"

The suddenly wounded Blazerd howled, frantically swinging his head and trying to break free from Sindragosa's bite, but the Frost Dragon pressed Blazerd firmly to the ground with only a slight force, and moved no.

The fight between the two shook the ground, and the roar and roar of the fight could not be covered even by a blizzard.

Bartos and the others, who noticed the change, all showed doubts, because in their concept, there really is no monster in the wasteland of the northern border of the empire that can compete with the super dangerous species.

"Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo-"

The dying Blazerde made the last struggle, and the extremely cold air rolled up from it and attacked Sindragosa, trying to freeze him.

The icy power of hundreds of degrees below zero spread to Sindragosa, but it had no effect on it at all. Instead, it further angered the bone dragon, making it open its mouth and reward Brezed with an incomparably pure dragon breath.

Under the absolute crushing of strength, Brezed, who was standing at the top of the food chain, fell powerlessly. stopped.

"The blizzard has stopped? Could it be that Blazerde was killed?"

Bartos looked up at the gradually clearing sky, feeling incredible in his heart, and immediately beckoned to gather the scattered soldiers and rushed to the scene of the incident.

Sindragosa, who had fulfilled the king's order, retreated, retracted from the ripples in the air, and fell into a deep sleep again.

But the old man raised the Frostmourne in his hand, and several vertical and horizontal sword qi slashed out, splitting Brezed into several pieces in an instant, and large pieces of meat were scattered on the snow. The blood-red flesh reflected a little brilliance under the sunlight.

Estes, who had just arrived, stood by the forest. She didn't see the terrifying bone dragon, but just witnessed the scene of the mountain man wielding a sword to process the ingredients.

But even so, she deeply realized the strength of the person in front of her.

The Baluts, who hunt dangerous species for a living, are not only familiar with the living habits of various dangerous species, but also have a good understanding of how to deal with dangerous species.

As for a super-dangerous species as huge as Brezed, it would probably take a month for the Baluts family to deal with it even if they put all their strength into it, and most of the time was wasted on cutting.

Esdeth didn't show up rashly. She was always vigilant when she went out hunting all the year round. If the opponent had the ability to kill the super dangerous species, it would be a breeze if they tried to harm her.

The girls who were hiding their figures jumped up to the tree trunk, stood on the high branches and looked around, but couldn't find any huge footprints on the snow except for Blazerde, and frowned in puzzlement.

"I heard two different roars just now, and the vibration on the ground should also be caused by the battle between two behemoths. Why is it like this now?"

The perplexed Esdeth let go of this question for the time being, and turned his attention to the man on the mountain and Anastasia, trying to determine their identities through their clothes.

"Well, is it a noble lady who is out for fun? And that armored swordsman, presumably, should be the accompanying guard."

While Estes was guessing wildly on his own, Bartos led the warriors of the clan and appeared on the snow, and the mountain man and Anastasia also noticed each other immediately.

Bartos, who was walking in the front, glanced at the snowy ground, and immediately noticed Blazed's body that had been chopped into pieces. He immediately raised his hand and ordered the soldiers behind him to stop and stand by. At the same time, put away the weapons in your hands to show no hostility.

Anastasia looked at the other party curiously, stretched out her hand and tugged on the mantle of the mountain man, and asked in a low voice:

"Grandpa, what should we do later? We may not understand the language."

The old man of the mountain glanced at the little princess, and with his amazing perception, he had already heard the other party's whispered words in his ears. The godslayer's cheating "thousand language" technique was activated, and he had already mastered the current world in the blink of an eye. language.

"Don't worry, I've learned it, basic communication is still not a problem."

Watching his father walk up to communicate with him from a distance, Esdeth turned over and jumped off the tree, landed lightly on the ground, then turned around and ran back quickly towards the tribe's resident.

Although the girl was very curious about those two strangers, and even wanted to ask the swordsman for advice, but right now was obviously not the right time.

You know, she sneaked out by herself, and if she was caught by her father, she would have to be lectured.

"If there are no accidents, Dad should invite him to be a guest in the clan. Hospitality is a consistent tradition of the Baluts clan."

Come 3, drink this cup of oolong tea

At night, the stars twinkle.

Under the moonlight, a strong bonfire was burning in the residence of the Baluts tribe, and a large grill was placed on it. The pieces of meat that had been roasted to a golden color were dripping with translucent fat, and the fragrance was overflowing.