Savage wilderness, some kind of highland.The Ranger, clad in a wide cloak, stands tall and tall from a rock, and at this point he has lowered his hood, revealing an indescribable face.He had skin as white as jade, a straight nose, and eyes as blue as the sky.When he laughed, he should look good, but he never smiled, but held his head slightly high, and had an indescribable cold nobility, as if the queen was looking down on her territory and subjects.That's right, he is not him, but her.This ranger is a woman.At this time, on the lonely rock, I saw her looking up at the sky, her arms outstretched, making an encirclement shape, but her mouth let out a strange whistle.The chirping whistle was like a birdsong, but it was strangely clear, echoing in the vast wasteland sky, and in a very short time it was transmitted to the distance, while the female ranger kept her movements unchanged, whistling again and again every five minutes.She seemed to be calling for something, and waiting for something.It's just that half an hourglass has passed, and she still hasn't waited for what she wants, but she is not restless, just whistling over and over again.After another half hourglass, the female ranger's voice was already a little hoarse, and just when she narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly, and her gaze wandered, the horizon finally responded.While the long roaring eagle's cry was still echoing in the sky, a black shadow swooped down quickly, and the ranger did not move, but stretched out his left arm, and the black shadow also landed steadily on her arm.This is a crowned snow eagle, it is snow-white, only the forehead has a circle of fiery red feathers just like a crown, although the size is not very large, but it is extremely fast, and when it catches, it is even more ferocious, and likes to feed on snakes.They are also the ranger's favorite pets, and none of them can be extremely useful in tracking or searching for people.Of course, there are very few rangers who can raise them, after all, they are eagles soaring in the sky, which are not so easy to catch.The snow eagle was very affectionate, it kept rubbing the female ranger's arm with its head, and the female ranger, although her expression was still cold, she couldn't help but reach out and stroke the snow eagle's head.Cooing and cooing the snow eagle chirping, and the female ranger also recited the secret mantra, the murmuring words were like the tinkling of spring water, fine and difficult to distinguish, an invisible force began to rise, fluctuate, with the eyes of the female ranger like a storm rolling the ocean, deep and turbulent, and endless.Snow Eagle stood up straight involuntarily, and a pair of eagle eyes also met the eyes of the female ranger, reflecting the sea, and there was also light and shadow floating in the eagle's eyes.There there was a man who traveled in the wasteland, he advanced, observed, rested, fought.He also collided with a ferocious wolf leopard, fought, and cut off the head of the wolf leopard with another axe, and after he left, two more figures appeared, they patrolled, wandered, observed, and finally followed in a certain direction, tracking and when the secret spell was over, the snow eagle was already pecking at the side with a piece of bloody flesh, and the female ranger rubbed her eyebrows, her expression seemed to bring some tiredness.It's just that her thoughts are racing like electricity."
Seems certain that it was a mistake in judgment?!
This time, Manson and Sergei really didn't go on a mission for the upcoming war, just for this kid who performed the rite of passage?
”"It's just that, although I'm not sure who he is, I can let Simba calculate, and I can let two high-level warriors escort him, hehe, the identity is definitely not simple.So, should I go home empty-handed?
Or, will it be counted?
What the enemy wants to do, is what I have to destroy?
”As if she had made up her mind, the female ranger suddenly let out a whistling, and the snow eagle cried, spread its wings and soared, and flew into the distance in the blink of an eye.And the female ranger also recognized the direction, and suddenly made a vertical leap, the whole person was like a spring, spanning the distance of dozens of blades, and then a few vertical leaps, and the figure had disappeared into the wasteland.In just a short period of time, the female ranger has shown what is the ultimate agility and speed.Amon entered the Savage Wasteland to travel, but it was not an aimless wandering, and when he was in Kelmar City, he had already made a complete plan based on the map of the Savage Wasteland and several trade routes of the Odoyak family.He would start from the east gate of Kelmar, pass through Stone Town, enter the Savage Wasteland, and then head southeast along the trade route to Ordian City, the heart of the Northlands.If the Lion City is the connection point of communication and trade between the Northland and Middle-earth, and is an indispensable trade route city, then the city of Ordian is the most prosperous place in the Northland.Geographically, it is located in the heart of the Northlands, a plain of abundant water and grass, from which roads stretch in all directions to reach almost all the countries of the Northlands.For this reason, it is a transit point for almost all caravans, adventurers, mercenaries and travelers.Here, you can meet all the races of the Northlands and buy any goods you can think of, even if it's a specialty of Middle-earth or Stormhaven.On the other hand, if you can't find any goods here, then there won't be a second city in the whole Northland.Of course, there is a special reason why a city can develop to such a point, and the rulers of the city are called Ordians, who are not a specific branch of humanity like the Gumeng, but a collective term for all intelligent beings who have obtained the status of permanent residence in Ordian City.In other words, even a troll can become an Ordian and enjoy the same rights as long as he can obtain the approval of the god of power and prestige.Of course, the only criterion approved by the gods would only be faith, and all Ordians must believe in Zertus, the god of power and prestige.Zirtus was a deity of money and commerce, his emblem was a hand holding a bag of coins, and he was also the judge and arbiter of agreements, one of the functions of the temple was to assist the two sides of the trade to sign agreements and to adjudicate commercial disputes fairly.But his pastors are also ruthless in the mall, heavily involved in politics and economics, and doing on- and off-stage deals, depending on the arrangement.As long as it is profitable, even if it is a business of smuggling and slave trading, the priests of Ziltus will not object, and they have even had cases of hiring evil five-colored dragons with huge wealth.As a result, behind the prosperity of Ordian City, there is also the same chaos, which is the largest place for pirates in the wasteland, and is filled with countless thieves, assassins and gangs.Of course, as a guarantee of force, there is the only mage tower in the Northlands and the formed mage legion Gray Eagle Legion, whose leader Sakchiiraghan is known as the Mad Archmage, and is the most powerful legendary spellcaster in the entire Northlands, and there is no one.The Mage Tower is also the only academy for spellcasters in the Northlands, accepting people from any country in the Northland to learn spells, and for a high fee, even a kobold will impart its mystical knowledge.Generally speaking, the hunting time for the adult rite is only half a month at most, and no matter how late it is, it is really impossible to go back, but Amon is ready to use two months to complete his trip.Of course, in order not to worry his family, he explained in the letters he left, as for whether his parents agreed?
It doesn't matter, I'll talk about it anyway.People don't take teenagers lightly, young people must always have the impulse of teenagers!
And after experiencing the first battle with the Wind Blade Wolf Leopard, Amon's journey is also on track.He has collected dry wood in the wilderness, raised a bonfire, roasted golden rabbits, blew the evening breeze, watched the clouds fill the sky, and the sun set over the long river, and only felt that life was more than that.He slept in the hollow of the tree, in the fragrance of the grass and the wetness of the earth, listening to the cold wind whistling outside, and could not sleep all night.He had experienced a torrential rain, hid in a tree branch, put on a cloak, curled up to watch the electric light flicker in the sky, and reflected on his past and present lives, for fear that he would do something wrong and be struck by lightning.He insisted on completing a round of dragon breathing every day, unscrupulously absorbing the elements between heaven and earth, turning into a dragon power assimilation body, feeling the increasingly full and strong body, he looked forward to the arrival of the consummation realm, and even more looked forward to the arrival of his own true dragon.He also thought about entering the nightmare world countless times, wanting to see Zorro's condition, he was afraid that if he didn't check, this young king who had finally helped him would be swallowed by the ministers and there would be no bones left.But he held back, well, didn't dare, to be exact.He didn't know if his body was still alert after entering the nightmare, this was the wilderness, there were countless monsters and monsters, if he couldn't find it in time, then he would have a delicious dinner.