Two hundred and sixty-sixth all the way to the north
266 Zhang all the way north
The barbarians often use their own totems as their name. The totem of the Canglang tribe is a giant wolf that has always been white, while the totem of the Eagle tribe is a giant eagle that has spread its wings and flying high.
It was not just a separate primitive worship, but their belief that the souls of their ancestors would enter the tribal totem and be with their tribe members forever.
Therefore, many barbarians have various totem tattoos on them, which are not only a decoration and symbol, but also a supernatural pattern.
The shaman carries miniature totem poles with him and is fighting, so he can use this as a medium to summon the power of his ancestors and control the power of elements and souls.
The skilled barbarian warrior can use simple and effective supernatural abilities to fight against wizards and powerful monsters with totem tattoos. Kuka in front of him is obviously a veteran and powerful totem warrior.
This is a man of two or seven meters. His eyes are as big as a copper bell, and his hair is tied into a small braid and dragged behind his head, forehead, arms, chest, and back. He is like a big tiger.
"This is a legendary barbarian."
The number of tattoos a strong barbarian can bear is limited. Lin En, who has a lot of research on carvings, even if he does not look at the energy that has already flowed over his body, just from the quantity and quality of the totem, he can tell the absolute outstanding strength of the man in front of him.
When he saw Lin Neng, Kuka was generous. He swung his right hand and hit Lin Neng's shoulder. "You are not bad boy, you must do it."
The strength was really great, and the entire tent was shocked. Lin En felt that the right shoulder was hit by the Beth beast, and even the dragon leather armor was pressed down.
"If it were an ordinary person, he wouldn't have been beaten to death at once." Lin En couldn't laugh or cry.
Seeing Kuka, a great warrior who is famous in Mount Olympus, Baden quickly ordered hello. The three of them sat down and saw Kuka kill half a barrel of ale in one breath before starting to talk about the main thing.
While chewing on the case, Kuka also squeezed out a voice from his teeth, "Do you take what you just said seriously? Don't fool us, let me be happy."
The meaning of this is that the Eagle Tribe can also join the first batch of migration, and Lin En was immediately overjoyed.
"Of course not. How can you do this kind of big trouble?"
"Okay!" A loud shout scared Lin En.
Kuka stood up all of a sudden, pulled Lynn over, and planned to leave. "Let's go."
This is too stupid. "What? Go there?"
"The old boy from Campos sent a message some time ago that you were going to the tribe to hold a ceremony to change race talents. I have been waiting here for half a month. If you don't come, I will go back."
He finally knew the difference between his fake barbarian and his real barbarian. Even if the difference in appearance was not big, the style of doing things was huge. The barbarian acted directly and was definitely an activist who would do whatever he wanted.
Then, Lin Neng had no time to say hello to Chief Bai Ye, and was pulled out of the tent.
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The plan did not change quickly, and it would be better to be able to take Lao Ma with him as a guide than to break in by himself. The original plan to go to Michelle's tribe was only temporarily stranded.
Just the Northern War God like Quidos and the strength of the legendary barbarian Kuka in front of him is enough to prove the foundation of the Eagle Tribe. It would be a great thing to use his prestige in the tribe to promote the migration of the Eagle Department, let alone the terrifying devil talent on Lin Neng.
Kuka was also impatient and left the tent and ran out directly.
So, under Kuka's leadership, Lynn led Qilier and Michelle straight towards the depths of Mount Olympus.
There are so many powerful monsters in Mount Olympus, and the natural environment is extremely harsh and dangerous. An ordinary team of strong men, even a team of gold, is here, and is also slowly advancing under the leadership of the guide, tremblingly exploring the way, and cautiously facing the enemy, fearing that the monster would be pulled out once, so they came directly to destroy the group.
But when Lynn's four legendary combat powers are combined, even Mount Olympus is extremely rare.
Although this team is small, it is quite comprehensive in profession. There are thieves, warriors, and mages, but they are all good at fighting. It will be fine if placed alone on the periphery of Mount Olympus. Adding together, it will be a disaster for the monster.
So, they completely ignored the conventional practices of ordinary adventure teams and even swaggered and set up a straight path in Mount Olympus.
Along the way, I met a tiger fighting a tiger, a snake catching a snake, a bear hunting a bear, and a dragon eating a dragon. This tiger is the quasi-super-level monster with super wisdom. This snake is the one-eyed dragon dragon standing up to twenty meters high. This bear is the super monster roaring ice bear, and this dragon is a large group of swamp hydra gathered together.
The surrounding tribes used to set up a forbidden area for dangerous monsters, and they were very happy to fight. The sound of killing sounds shook the sky and the beasts roared continuously. Several tribes along the way were already considering whether they had built a main road on the road they had walked. After all, this powerful monster sweeper was extremely rare.
Lynn also looked at Mount Olympus with admiration. This is a World Expo of Warcraft. The terrain conditions are diverse and the types of Warcraft are diverse. From the roaring ice bears in the Arctic Ice and Snow Kingdom's specialty, to the silver-backed lurking ants waiting to eat people in the desert, to the unique flame trolls in the volcanic area, there are everything.
Lin En once again expressed his admiration for the strong vitality of the two tribes, and even expressed his sincere admiration for the fact that the two tribes have lived here for thousands of years and their population can still grow slowly.
He was happy to do something that was very powerful and powerful, and he was not aware of it. On the one hand, he accumulated some combat experience, and on the other hand, he also collected more precious monster materials, and he could do more good deeds and accumulate some virtue.
But finally, their sweeping plan encountered obstacles, not because they encountered some powerful super-level monsters. Along the way, these four legendary combat powers fought smoothly, and they also directly killed a black demon shadow lurker and a three-headed poisonous swallow who were also considered in the super-level. The ordinary super-level monsters were not taken seriously by them.
It was a swamp, and the one who blocked these four legendary combat powers was a group of dead bulls who lived leisurely.
This Death Man Bull with thick snake pattern, snake tail, red eyes, is only rated as a high-level monster. When fighting, the basic ability can only be regarded as an intermediate monster. If these more than 400 Death Man Bulls come, if the Xun Dragon Cavalry comes, two teams of thirty cavalry can guerrillaly and encroach.
But their racial abilities stopped four powerful men who could kill the Shuang Dragoon in seconds.
The god of death stared at this reason why they were obviously not immortal creatures, but were named death. This ability that can only be activated randomly has a short range and a low probability of activation. It should not be worth mentioning at all, but once activated, even a quasi-god will be a terrible effect of death in percentage, allowing them to walk sideways among advanced monsters.
Even if you are as strong as a black dragon, you dare not try to see if you are lucky enough. You can survive the gaze of the god of death brought by hundreds of barbarian bulls. Maybe you kill hundreds of them, but you don’t even have that kind of racial power, but maybe, the first one comes out of the god of death gaze, so you can just go to the god of the underworld to complain to the god of the underworld.
After thinking about the tragic luck value of his gunman, Lin Neng finally hesitated to say his proposal. "Let's take a detour, this thing is too weird."
This time, even Kuka nodded like this. The legendary barbarian is not a fool. Such an obviously thankless opponent cannot make a trick. Along the way, the task of testing the strength of the Son of Quidos has been completed. There is no need to joke about his life.
"What a pity. After passing this swamp, it's Longyue Cliff. If you take a detour, it will take at least two days."
Mi Xue sighed like this, but from the glittering eyes she stared at the green mountain snake skin on the back of the mangul, she could see that her pity was more regretful for the fact that the top-level anti-death magic material - Mangul snake skin was unable to get it.
"Master. I need the blood and soul of these monsters, which can promote the power of my Blood Wing Scythe form." The sudden sound of Falcho's voice in my mind made Lin Neng smile bitterly immediately. It seems that this is really not a detour.
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