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Chapter 390 0389: Wind Rock Tribe

Yi Luona explained the reason for coming, and the room fell into silence.

Ken and Mag exchanged glances and showed helpless smiles at the same time. Lorgar and Quema frowned, and the other crossed their arms in a daze...

Lowndes was digging at his feet with firewood, and the blood from the fall made him miserable.

"It's more stupid than I could have imagined."

Ken said such a sentence without emotion.

Elona crouched beside Uncle Sion and the other companions, checked their injuries, and made sure that everyone was still breathing evenly.

She could detect sullenness in the young leader.

The snowstorm at night did not stop, and any strange noise made Elona panic.

She could only stay within a fixed range, pricking up her ears to listen to the discussions of other people in the room.

The hunting attack is sudden, but the unknown is even more frightening.

There were dense footsteps outside the winter house.

Valery pushed the door and entered, shaking off the snow seeds from his shoulders.

He stinks of blood all over his body, and it can be seen that he is indeed fighting the enemy bravely.

"The battlefield has been cleaned up, half of the remaining brothers are grinding bone powder, and preparing to burn the corpses at the same time..." He couldn't help but look at the few more strangers in the room while speaking. "Um, I guess there's still a lot of oil that can be boiled out. If it's made into a potion, it'll last for a long time."

Valery said and presented a sample.

[Item: Smelly Corpse Oil]

[Description: The means of fighting against hunting in the wilderness, using the same smell to cover up the smell of living people, can avoid hunting again for a certain period of time. 】

Ken reached out to take it, and then cleared his hunting state without a trace.

Elona shook her head and stood up.

She saw something jump out of the young man, like a breeze, blowing away the black smoke from the strong man. "Bless the old gods, the great Dufenshus... Can you heal the hunting?"

Valery looked at him suspiciously.

Ken's treatment was silent, so the group didn't realize what was happening.

Kui and Lorja approached the little girl in front of them vigilantly, and if she said anything more, they would immediately knock her unconscious.

Ken signaled the two of them to retreat with his eyes, and then asked Valery to go out to finish the work, while checking whether there was anyone in the team with abnormal emotions.

The sound of conversation in the room awakened the unconscious Sion.

He pretended that he was still in a coma, and looked around to observe the situation.

Lorgar stared at him steadfastly. The gap between the two sides was too large, and this little trick could be easily seen through.

Ken had already walked in front of Elona at this time.

"You have good eyesight." He stared at her pupils, and found that the power of original magic was hidden in them. "You do have good eyes. Tell me, what did you see just now?"

Yi Luona was a little nervous, but she still had the courage to speak out.

Xi'an, who fell to the ground, secretly had a headache, thinking that this child was too innocent, and he didn't know how to guard against it.

Ken folded his arms and watched.

[Character: Irona]

[Influence: Wind Rock Tribe]

[Identity: The Caretaker of Vision]

Elona is a tribe in a remote area in the north, located in the mountainous area at the junction of Ice Marrow Ancient City and Jianyu Ice Bay.

Palotus contains powerful ancient magic, so many aborigines in the north have the original power, such as the [Frost Whisperer] that Ken has mastered, which is a similar original ability.

Ken wanted to continue to get close to observe.

Yi Luona covered her mouth in fear, and Sion who was beside her raised her heart to her throat.

There used to be "slave traders" from the countries in the southern borders who took away the organs of their compatriots through despicable means, and sold them to wealthy aristocrats or witches who studied evil witchcraft.

Ken was so engrossed in observing that he didn't notice Elona's emotions.

He was still pressing on, and Mag next to him was going to remind him that Sion on the ground was going to fight desperately...

"Boss!"

The door of the winter house opened again.

Valery went back and forth, and said a little impatiently: "A group of people came outside, bringing guys with them."

"Oh, what are you going to do?" Langz was about to go out with his giant ax in his hand, "I just haven't had my fill of fun yet. I just ate my last meal, and the next one was brought to my mouth."

There was a loud roar in the cold wind.

Yi Luona cried out as if grabbing a life-saving straw. "Grandma!"

Xion knew this was the best chance.

He turned his body at the fastest speed, like a sharp arrow shooting out, he wanted to take Yi Luona away.

But Xion just made a move...

Kuema stepped on his vigorous back and looked down at him, with a magical and friendly light reflected in her pupils, as if to say——I'm always watching you.

Elona was held in Ken's hands like a snow rabbit.

"It's great, you dare to come to the door." Ken called everyone together and walked out.

As soon as the knife and ax team finished the battle with Shouluo, they immediately set up a line of defense, aiming at the neighbors who came to ask for hostages.

Ken walked into the middle of the snowstorm.

The spacious village road was crowded with people and horses on both sides.

The Fengyan tribe's team was also full of murderous intent, all staring at each other: tooth-breaking knives, leather jackets, feather bone ornaments, dark totems...

There are also many strong beasts, if they break free and charge towards them, it will be a disaster that is difficult to deal with.

Mag also walked out against the wind and snow.

She was wearing a mask and huddled in the padded jacket, like a tulip about to wither in the snow. "Calm down, Mr. Keen, since the two sides have misunderstood, perhaps they should explain clearly..."

McGonagall knew that Ken was a kind-hearted fighter, but he was soft but not hard.

The Fengyan tribe made the worst decision, that is, they wanted to start the negotiation with a war. Perhaps this move would be useful against the mercenary leaders of other southern border countries...

Ken would never give in.

He can challenge the army of thousands of marauders, attacking alienated legendary monsters.

If McGonagall didn't dissuade them, Ken would beat this group of people to pieces, and then tie them into the animal shed to teach them how to respect strangers.

Mag walked tremblingly between the two sides, his lungs were trembling and it was difficult to breathe, and he couldn't even organize a smooth language.

"There is nothing more disgusting than war. Don't you think there is not enough bloodshed tonight?" McGonagall's weak voice was blown away by the cold wind, but everyone could hear her words clearly.

The army of the Wind Rock Tribe seems to have been ordered to stop beating their weapons on shields and to calm the restless beasts.

Ken sends for McGonagall to be brought back.

Since the other party is willing to speak well, there is no need for McGonagall to make any effort.

Elona was carried by Ken's hand.

The team of the Fengyan tribe separated, and a middle-aged woman riding a [Tatbanga Giant Beast] came out from inside.

She is somewhat similar to Irona, the test of time can be seen on her face, the totem tattoo extends from her dry neck to an unusually thick bearskin jacket.

(End of this chapter)