Heimarian Odyssey Chapter 207: True Beast
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In July, on the avenue in the northwestern province of Munster, a group of four knights rode on their horses.
"Bend, you didn't say you were going to talk to Lit Meadows." Locke, who was at the front of the four, said weakly.
"If you want to get something like blood essence, don't even think about it in the empire." Bender paid no attention to Locke's complaints.
"Yes, it's a holiday." Raphael said on one side.
"It just happens to see the scenery of the Little Prairie." This is Gauss.
The only people who planned to get the blood essence were Locke and Bender. Unexpectedly, when the two agreed to meet, they met Raphael and Gauss one after another on the road.
Raphael and Gauss, the two wealthy children, didn't join them for the sake of blood essence at all, just like the trial missions they participated in before, simply for understanding.
The four of them have cultivated a good friendship during their several months in the kingdom of Osdale, so after meeting halfway, they decided to go to the Lit prairie together.
The Genlit Prairie is located outside the northwestern frontier of the Omor Empire. It was originally a barren land, but from what age, a group of nomads began to settle there. After captivity and farming, it gradually developed into A prairie.
Now on the Great Prairie, apart from two or three nomadic kingdoms, most areas are dominated by countless barbarian tribes.
The destination of their trip was a barbarian tribe on the Little Prairie who had some friendship with Bend's family.
"Are you really sure that the barbarian tribe has blood essence?" It was Raphael who was speaking. He was the best of the four in the family. The blood essence is nothing for him, but if he can get it , Is also a good thing.
No one complains about the money.
"Well, my father is Chief Sapele's lifesaver, and a little blood essence can still be traded." Bender smiled.
Raphael nodded. Indeed, there are some powerful tribes on the prairie that will raise giant beasts, and blood essence is produced by these giant beasts.
"Would you like to call some guards to accompany you?" Gauss asked. His home is in a province in the northwest of the Omor Empire. With an order, it is easy to draw two or three hundred guards.
"Forget it, it's not good to cause people's suspicion." Locke said. Although he doesn't know how the Bend family is related to the barbarian tribe, bringing the soldiers forward will definitely cause the tribe leader. Dread, especially if the tribe is not big.
The four knights are all the strength of the mid-level attendants. Going out is not weak. So just going to trade with a certain tribe on the Little Prairie will not be very dangerous.
A group of four people crossed the Northwest Gobi and walked out of the imperial border military station. An emerald green prairie appeared in their sight.
"Hey, it's more beautiful than the grasslands in the empire." Raphael exclaimed. He has traveled to many places, but it was the first time he came to the Little Prairie. The main reason for trading blood sperm squads.
"Let's go, Chief Sapele and their tribe are two weeks away from the border of the grassland!" Bender took a crude map in his hand and rode ahead on horseback.
Two days later, dozens of yurts appeared on both sides of an emerald green river valley.
This kind of life style of the prairie people, Locke has seen a lot in the past two weeks, but as soon as the tribe approached, Locke looked at the giant shadow by the river and was stunned.
"That's it?" Locke pointed to the bizarre creature that looked like a non-elephant, looked like a deer or a deer, was huge and had a one-horned creature.
The seven-eight-meter yurt has only reached the neck of the giant beast. In terms of body length, this giant beast is probably close to ten meters.
This is the physique that Locke has seen so far is second only to the existence of the two-headed Warcraft Scorpion in Morphy Forest.
"Truebeast, haven't you seen it!" Bender grinned and patted Locke's shoulder. He was very satisfied with Locke's expression, which was exactly the same as his first time seeing Trube.
Raphael and Goss also had their faces in amazement. Truly beasts, such advanced beasts, have only been seen in the book books of the Imperial College Library. This is the first time they have faced each other in person.
In the afternoon, four knights from the Omor Empire received a warm welcome from the people of this tribe. Bend should have been there a few times before. These barbarians are no strangers to him, and they also welcomed them with their special etiquette. The arrival of Bender.
When the chief of the tribe appeared, the brawny man, who was close to 2.5 meters tall, surprised Locke again. This is probably the strongest man Locke has ever seen. There is no one.
The arm alone is already about the thickness of the thigh, and the whole is a one-person monster.
The personality of the Chief Sapele, just like his appearance, is extremely rough.
"Thank you for coming, our tribe will host a bonfire party tonight!" Chief Sapele said to Bend with a smile.
The prairie language always has a twist of a serious dialect. Locke has experienced it these days. Fortunately, Chief Sapele’s voice is loud, and Locke is not worried about not understanding what it means. He just felt it. , Bender seems to be very important to the tribe of Chief Sapele.
Before the bonfire party started, Locke took a chance to call out Bender alone to ask.
"Oh, the tribe of Chief Sapele has experienced three wars last year. They urgently need new supplies to appease the people and deter other tribes. This time I represent our family and the tribe of Chief Sapele. Deal!" Bender said directly.
"I asked you to bring Kim Moore, did you bring it?" Bender asked.
Locke remembered now that Bender had asked him to bring enough money.
"There are many." Locke hesitated and agreed. He didn't have much money, but there are many things in the space ring that are very valuable, whether it is the blood of Warcraft, some potions, or from The one-time magic items purchased by Bi Li's family are very popular in this tribe.
"Then rest assured, I will definitely give you a satisfactory amount of blood essence!" Bender squeezed a smile at Locke.
"Our top priority now is to enjoy the party tonight!" He had been to Chief Sapele's tribe many times before, and the exotic evening party always made him an imperial knight addicted.
The bonfire party at night did not disappoint Bender. This guy was missing when it was dark. Locke noticed that he had been mixing with two tall female barbarians before.
In fact, it is a bit discriminatory to call these prairie savages, because these people are a little taller than ordinary people in the Omor Empire, and their skin is slightly yellow. There is no other difference overall. Even from Locke’s aesthetic point of view, women Prairie people are healthier and more beautiful than most Omor women.
This is probably the main reason why Bender is addicted to it.
Raphael and Goss are not much different from Bend. Perhaps people in this tribe see that they are with Bend and their attitudes are extremely enthusiastic. Three or four grassland women have already voted. Hussong hugged up.
The two aristocratic guys didn't refuse either. Raphael, who was anxious, had already acted on one.
"Hello!" A crappy greeting from the Omor Empire appeared in Locke's ear. Locke turned his head and saw that a prairie woman who was not much worse than the others was standing in front of him.
"Hello!" Locke replied in imperial language. He hadn't learned a few prairie dialects, so he wouldn't be ugly.
This woman knows a little Omor Empire language, and after a few casual chats, Locke already knew that she was sent by people in the tribe to befriend his imperial nobleman, but Locke was not interested in being the same as Raphael and others. Fool around here.
"Can you tell me about that big guy?" Locke pointed to the giant shadow in the night.
"Oh, that is Trumon, the guardian of our Amida tribe." The woman introduced, her voice was a little more solemn than before. It seems that Trumon is really important to their tribe.
"Is the blood essence provided by it?" Locke asked bluntly, pointing to the big guy.
Why did the four of them come here? I believe the people in this tribe knew everything well, so Locke asked directly.
The woman gritted her teeth and said with difficulty "Yes!"
The production of blood essence must be a creature with powerful blood. Locke looked at the hundreds of people in this small tribe in one afternoon, except for the chief Sapele. There is only the Trube.
He had never heard that humans can produce blood essence, so it must be Trumon. But this woman also called Trumon as the guardian, and Locke was curious.
Because blood essence contains the blood essence of a creature, the more it loses, the creature is not far from death. Normally, it kills powerful creatures and then seizes blood essence in its atrium, like this It's really rare to be raised.
"Our Trumon is about to reach the other shore." The woman sighed and stopped speaking.
After staying in the grassland for half a month, Locke knew that people in this place are used to calling the place where people go after death as the other shore. It can be seen that the Truu beast is probably not good.
Judging from the daytime, although it is far away, Locke did not notice any signs of weakness of the Trumon. If this is the state that is about to reach the other shore, then the heyday of this Trumon, in the end Locke was speechless at how strong he was.
I don’t know if I felt the surprise in Locke’s heart. In the darkness, the Trumon lying on the river bank suddenly raised its long neck and said "Yi Wu~" with a long cry. The water fluctuates too.
The people on the prairie playing around the bonfire stopped laughing and talking, and prostrated on the ground religiously.
Careful Locke found that there seemed to be a tear in the corner of the eyes of these grassland people.
Looking thoughtfully at the huge figure not far away, he lowered his head again and curled up into a ball.
It was a long time before the bonfire around the yurt reignited laughter.
Locke touched the space ring in his hand and made a decision.