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Chapter 79 0079: Return to Kee

A silver bone bracelet, the length of a finger.

Ken put it on his right wrist without hesitation, he took his battle ax again, and took two steps towards the front of the clearing—the impulse from morning and evening became stronger, and the echo between it and Ken became stronger. It is more concrete, as if there are invisible chains connecting each other.

There was a scream from the valley.

On the snowy and foggy Flynn Ancient Road, the scout troops alarmed the undead under the snow cover. The bobcat corpse was huge and powerful, and several soldiers were injured in an instant.

It wiped out the buffer camp, throwing planks and baggage flying.

The shield soldiers were played by the lynx, and the spear throwers couldn't hit such a flexible monster. The expedition team panicked, screaming and blood began to spread.

【Fear is growing, you have to do something. 】

Heila came after hearing the news, and their fierce attack slightly hindered its action.

The lynx is a dead spirit, its desire for fresh flesh and blood is as strong as a storm, and it even rushed towards the refugees with a spear and sharp arrow.

The frail porter fell on the snow.

He watched the monster approaching, using hands and feet, crying and crawling backwards, fear oozing from every pore in his body.

The lynx jumped up, spreading its tawny tusks.

The porter was completely desperate, his eyes widened, tears welled up trembling, and his hoarse and mournful howl spread far away.

"what--"

The imagined blood did not appear.

From his vantage point, the lynx "broken" suddenly, with a loud shattering sound as its carrion-laden ribs shattered.

The monster's face became hideous and distorted.

When its entire body was knocked open, a section of gray-white handle was exposed, and the ax face had been chopped in from the side.

All the onlookers saw what happened.

The streamer passing by from a high place just now is like the horizon at the junction of morning and evening.

It tore through the defense of the beast, giving people a glimmer of hope to survive.

The mutated core in the bobcat's body was chopped into pieces, and the foul blood wafted out a rancid smell.

The corpse trembled suddenly!

The crowd backed away with a whimper, only to see the battle ax slipping out of the wound and flying back to the high ground at constant speed along a crescent-like arc.

Both refugees and soldiers raised their heads together.

Ken took hold of the ax—one hand, effortlessly, firmly gripping the handle, as if the weapon had stuck itself up, allowing him to fit into the clasp on the back.

[The loyalty of the refugees has increased. 】

"A palpitating blow."

The beast trainer lowered his head and praised with a serious face.

The Heras were stationed at the front of the troops.

Although they were shocked, they didn't stop their hands and feet. They organized several people to deal with the wounded, removed the curse before the hunting felled, and set a big fire to burn the bobcat's body.

Meng stared at the young man in black armor on the hillside.

He felt inexplicable pressure, the tingling pain buried deep in his heart, and the pride used to cover up the scars. All kinds of emotions kept washing away his self-esteem.

Dongge tribe, the third ancient saying:

The heart of a strong man protects brothers and sisters, and cannot surpass and replace the leader, so it becomes the hardest shield and the sharpest blade in his hands.

He moved his gaze to Quema on the hillside.

[Heila, Meng, your loyalty has increased. 】

[The relationship between Meng and Kuima in the team has deteriorated. 】

Ken received the note and glanced around the mountain road.

The young man with bandaged hands is leading the horse away from the group, like a wild animal hunting alone.

"Um……"

He took a deep look at the followers beside him.

Kuima stood up straight with a serious expression, and then he heard Zhan Jing say: "You should stay away from Meng recently, try not to be alone, he is a bit extreme."

"Um, oh good."

He froze for a moment, nodded in agreement, but couldn't figure out the logical relationship inside.

Ken raised his right arm, turned around and said to Arthur with a smile:
"It's a very powerful accessory, and it's quite delicate. Thanks to you, I finally have some northern-style decorations. Hey, during the time I came out, anyone who saw me for the first time would subconsciously think that I came from southern border."

The only decoration on his body that has the characteristics of the northern border is the back buckle sewn from black rock mang leather.

It was inlaid with copper buckles, and there were animal teeth hanging around the waist.

In addition, no matter the armor or the combat boots, they are all in the style of the southern border countries.

"The craftsman respects the utensils and will also meet the needs of customers."

Arthur lifted the corner of his mouth wearily, as if he had laughed, and he looked at [Dawn and Twilight] with complicated eyes, but the noise in his heart calmed down a lot.

"I'm going to sleep till night and then get up and work, hoping for stars."

He murmured and walked to the van.

The porter will drive the cargo horse and carry the sentinel on the night shift forward.

The journey to [Kehe Village] took three full days, and Ken felt tired and relieved that the refugees grew up during the migration.

The wind and snow and the trek made everyone tough.

His most complicated job every day is to assign enough challenging tasks to everyone, so that they have experienced tempering and flesh and blood.

The troops hunted wild beasts, killed ghosts, and occasionally set foot in some dangerous places to collect consumables.

The experience value is unprecedentedly high.

Even though it took a lot to treat injuries, the inventory still exceeded its peak period.

Ken had a vague premonition: returning to Thornton Kaya and handing over the task would open a new stage and usher in even greater challenges.

The evening of the fourth day.

The team came to an open plain, and all the damaged ridges were cleaned up, not even a single seed was left behind.

[Lubeck River] flows quietly, and the cold wind with moisture blows through the tired crowd.

"Camp, stay alert!"

Heila and the lizard rider rushed to inform, and all kinds of tents were set up, and the busy atmosphere infected everyone.

The mighty wolf king marks the leader's position.

It leans lazily on the ground, but it makes every beast that passes by feel scared.

Ken walked along the wide stone bridge, and there were still traces of battles around. The orc leader chopped off the wooden fence with a weapon, and the stone pier smashed by the Parmelo wild boar has not been cleared.

His boots trampled over dried blood.

I don't know if it's my own or which enemy's.

The villagers have been waiting here for a long time, and the ten soldiers who stayed in Ke'e Village are at the front, waiting for the return of the battle flag.

They swallowed, not daring to look Ken in the eyes.

When the sentinel informed everyone that troops were approaching, everyone was too scared to go out. After all, no one could have imagined that the young gentleman could gather a huge crowd in such a short period of time.

The Horde warrior stepped forward, then paused obediently to salute.

He was the first person to accept the reality among all the people. After all, when Ken first arrived in Kee Village at night, he was deeply impressed by what he said and did, and how he acted forcefully.

"Counting all the luggage and personnel, it will take up to two days, and we will immediately set off for Santon Kaya."

(End of this chapter)