The Bizarre Adventure of the Warhammer Elves

Chapter 273 The Thenns

"Ha... ha... is that monster catching up?"

Feeling the throbbing pain coming from his lungs, Hawke slowly slowed down his movement speed and looked back nervously.

Fortunately, the expected powerful 'white ghost' did not catch up, and even Pamir and his companions disappeared.

Seeing this, Hawke's tense nerves slowly relaxed, and the ensuing sense of exhaustion made him find a rock and sit down.

As early as when the 'White Ghost' killed the second savage, he had already picked up the rabbit on the ground with quick eyesight and hands, and rushed towards the clan in a wild manner.

Now he has climbed over two hills in a row. With his familiarity with the Hunter's Trail, he must have managed to get rid of that monster, right?

Thinking of this, Hawke grabbed a handful of snow from the snowdrift beside him and stuffed it into his mouth, got up again tiredly but firmly, and ran towards the farther [Frost Fang Mountains].

"No matter what, the news of the appearance of the 'White Ghost' must be reported to other people in the clan to prevent the legendary story from coming true!"

———Land of Eternal Winter, Frozen Coast
On the sea covered with ice and snow, a thousand-year-old ice sheet several meters thick is covering this lifeless sea, making the entire coast look like a world of snow.

However, even in such a harsh environment, it still couldn't stop the conquerors' pace of conquest full of blood and flames:

Kacha Kacha~
On the surface of the sea, a black ark was using its huge angle of attack to easily break through all the reefs and solid ice along the way, heading straight towards the coast.

"It's so cold. On such a cold day, you are still wearing such revealing clothes. Aren't you sorceresses afraid of catching a cold?"

On the deck of the Black Ark, Rohan looked curiously at Mekasha, who was wearing a magic robe with her navel exposed, and couldn't help but ask curiously.

After all, even in the cold Naggaros region, Rohan had never seen these sorceresses wear even a kind of clothing that could be used to protect against the cold, and almost all of them were three-point robes that were naked like bikinis.

Although this kind of outfit is really eye-catching, as the supreme commander of the army, Luo Han believes that he still has an obligation to care about the life of his female subordinates.

After all, neither the Drucci elves nor the Pendor Auxiliary Army would mind that the sorceress wore too little.

Those lsp, at best, can only hope that the sorceresses can wear less!
What, do I want it too?
That's fine.

"Yeah? That's a really good question. I thought you men would only pay attention to our figure, and you don't care about our clothes."

Mekasha looked at Luohan in surprise, and then walked slowly with her water snake waist twisted, and took the initiative to embrace Luohan's arm and introduced:

"Don't worry, our warlock robes will all have a small magic spell, which can keep our body temperature from being affected by the external environment... If you don't believe me, would you like to touch it?"

"Really, then I have to give it a try~"

Feeling the two big lumps of hot meat buns attached to his arms, under the watchful gaze of Mekasha's expectant eyes, Luohan slowly penetrated his hands into the other's robe.

Indeed, Mekasha's skin did not become cold due to the surrounding ice and snow, but was extraordinarily warm and smooth.

Do other sorceresses also use this method to avoid the cold snap?
Looks like I have to give it a try~
Thinking of this, Luohan squeezed his palm tightly, and under the gaze of Mekasha's eyes full of spring, he used magic and growled:

"The Destruction of Vaal!"

slap~
A figure like shattered glass suddenly came from Mekasa's robe, and immediately after that, Rohan noticed that Mekasa's delicate body could not stop trembling.

Immediately afterwards, Mekasha took the initiative to stick her plump body on Rohan's lion fur coat, and asked in a trembling voice:

"My lord...you are...?"

"It's nothing, just to see if you lied just now, but I didn't expect it to be really useful?"

Luo Han's face was full of smirks, and then he gently pushed away the beauty in his arms, and walked towards the distant deck.

[Vaal's Destruction] is the most special type of magic among the high-level spells. This kind of single-body magic does not have any offensive or defensive properties, so even mages in Ulthuan rarely use it.

However, 【Destruction of Vaal】is the first powerful magic in history that can directly eliminate the enchantment effect on magic items!
Although Luohan could only temporarily block the runes on Mekasha's robe for a few minutes due to his lack of proficiency, it was already powerful enough.

"Maybe in future duels, it can be used as a surprise trick..."

Looking at Merkasha who was half squatting on the deck and shivering in the cold wind, Rohan nodded in satisfaction. It seems that the effect of this magic is still good.

"Master Rohan, we are already approaching the coast, and we can arrange soldiers to land in a few minutes!"

Just as Rohan was holding a pocket watch to record Merkasha who was blowing cold wind, an attendant suddenly shouted to him, signaling that he was about to arrive at his destination.

Seeing this, Luohan set his eyes on the continent completely covered by snow mountains in the distance, frowned and shouted to the soldiers:

"Send out scout dragoons to check the situation on the mainland carefully, and report back immediately if you find anything unusual!"

"understand!"

As Rohan's order began to be issued, ten ashen dragons with a body length of 40 meters carried the riders on their backs, took off from the flight deck, and flew towards the white continent in the distance.

Looking at the dragoons gradually turning into small black dots and going away, Rohan's mind was full of the zombie who accidentally broke into Pendor's Palace back then.

Being able to control zombies to fight, it seems that our enemy's necromancy skills this time may be comparable to vampires...

If it's just a necromancer who can control dozens of zombies, then even if those zombies can show good fighting power, they are nothing to be afraid of.

But if it is possible to control thousands of zombies, it will be interesting!

I don't know whether the necromancy in this world is stronger or weaker than that in the main world, which is called [the originator of necromancy Nagash]?
However, thinking that there might be countless zombies waiting for him to throw himself into the net on the shore, Luohan shouted to the orderly with some vigilance:

"Notify all crew members to stand by and wait for the scouting dragoons to return before we decide whether to land now."

"As ordered!"

———Land of Eternal Winter, Fang of Frost and Snow
Fang of Frost and Snow is the largest mountain range located in the north of the Impassable Great Wall.

The peaks of this jagged mountain range are covered with ice and snow all the year round. Countless peaks face each other in the distance. It is so huge, lonely, cold and desolate.

According to the legend among the wildlings, a small number of wildlings live in the deepest valley of Frostfang.

But not even the bravest and most fearless wildlings dare to live alone in these desolate mountains under the long and harsh winter that is coming.

But although humans dare not, this does not mean that something other than humans cannot survive in this environment:

"They are coming... Intruders from another world, they must be eliminated!"

A hoarse voice slowly came out from the valley, that voice was like a piercing wind under the extreme cold, enough to make everyone who heard this voice feel terrified.

Seen from a distance, this black valley seems to be integrated with the surrounding environment, making it impossible to detect any strange places.

However, if you zoom in, you will clearly see a scene that is enough to shock the entire continent of Westeros:
Hundreds of thousands of various corpses are piled up in the valley cracks that are several kilometers long, layered together like a layer of puff pastry, but the taste of this puff pastry is probably very memorable.

From the worn furs and old-fashioned rusted copper armor on the corpses, it is not difficult to see that the owners of these corpses were once wildlings from beyond the wall, as well as some ancient remains.

"Wake up, sleeping ancient resentment, use your sharp blades to take away the flames of those intruders!"

The obscure and icy ancient language spread throughout the entire Frostfang, as if possessing some powerful magical power, causing the entire mountain range to vibrate slightly.

As the old saying spread throughout the mountain range, in the depths of the canyon that no one cared about, no creature noticed the terrifying army that was slowly climbing up.

Gaba ~ Gaba ~ Ding Dong ~
The sound of bones and metal rubbing against each other spread throughout the canyon, and the eyeballs shining with blue light lit up like stars all over the sky, covering the entire dark canyon.

With withered bodies and rusty weapons, these bone warriors looked very weak, and it seemed that even a young man could easily deal with them.

Unfortunately, sometimes quantitative changes are enough to cause qualitative changes:
Rumbling--

The deafening footsteps came from the canyon continuously, as if it was enough to make the entire mountain range tremble.

"Go, go and take away those human fires, sacrifice them to the great cold god, and expand our army...for war!"

ancient

The savages living in the mountains raised their heads in horror. They couldn't understand and hear the whispers that spread all over the mountains. They could only feel the howling cold wind and the terrifying earthquake.

How did they know that on the other side of the mountain range, an overwhelming army of ghouls is pouring out of the canyon, like black dragons turning over to the other side of the mountain range!
A catastrophe of extinction for the savages is coming!

——Frostfang, Thenn
(In order for everyone to understand the terrain of Westeros more conveniently, I will put a map of Westeros in the post)
Sorn, a wildling gathering place located at the northernmost tip of Frostfang, can also become the most civilized place for wildlings.

If people from the south of the Great Wall come to Thenn, they will be shocked to find that the savages, who are as savage as animals in their eyes, will actually build a castle on the glacier!
Of course, it is said to be a castle, but it is actually just a simple wooden pile made of wooden piles and ice blocks, and a few arrow towers for shooting.

But even so, this castle is enough to make the Thenns synonymous with 'civilized people' among the wildlings.

After all, compared with the savages who graduated from per capita prenatal education and whose tools were still in the Stone Age, the Thenns who can forge bronze weapons and tools are definitely advanced among the savages.

"Finally... finally here..."

Looking at Sorn Castle not far away, the ruddy Hawk resisted the discomfort in his body, continued to drain his body's potential, and ran towards the castle in the distance.

And the defenders on the castle seemed to have noticed the embarrassed Hawk, so they sent a rider to run towards Hawk.

After the rider approached, Hawke noticed that the rider was actually a 'spear woman', so he hurriedly shouted:

"I'm Hawke, the hunter of the clan. I have something important to tell Magna. It's about everyone's life!"

(Spear woman, similar to the Vikings' shield woman, to the effect of female warrior)

(Magna, the meaning of 'adult' in the ancient language, the Thenns have their own laws and lords)
"...Get on the horse!"

The spearwife holding a bronze lance in her hand looked at the panting young hunter in doubt, not believing the threat he said.

But upholding her duty, the Spearwife finally put Hawk on the horse, and then rode towards the city of Sorn.

After all, no matter how reckless a person is, he should not be so stupid as to make fun of Mag.

After entering the castle, Hawk looked at the thousands of wildling warriors and residents in the castle, and couldn't help hugging the Spearwife in front of him with some fear.

Not long ago, he was eating delicious roasted rabbit meat on a rock in the mountains, ready to recover from the psychological shadow brought about by the 'white ghost'.

However, it didn't take long for him to see Pamir and others walking towards him with their weapons in hand. The blue light in their eyes frightened him.

At that time, Hawk thought that Pamir was going to snatch his rabbit, but he didn't expect that Pamir suddenly raised his head and screamed, and then raised his mace and threw it at him!
Hawke was terrified at the time, so he could only hastily stuff the rabbit into his bag, then hurriedly raised his hunting bow and shot an arrow at the opponent's thigh.

I thought that this would make Pamir lose his combat power, but not only did Pamir not slow down because of the arrow on his leg, but he rushed towards him even more crazily!

Seeing this situation, he couldn't care less about communicating and resting, so he was so frightened that he hurriedly started to flee again.

Fortunately, Pamir's movement speed was not very fast, so Hawke easily escaped from the opponent's pursuit, and finally escaped Frost Fang alive and arrived at Sern City.

"You seem to be very scared? Don't worry, this is Sern City, and there is no safer place outside the Great Wall than here."

Sensing the trembling body of the young man behind her, the spear woman couldn't help comforting her, and proudly introduced:
"Magna is ready to unite with another wildling lord, and then we can cross the Great Wall and occupy the rich southern land!"

Hearing this, instead of stopping, Hawk's trembling body became more violent.

Land of the South?

Hehe... The real threat lies in the north!
(End of this chapter)