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Chapter 96 The Promised Land and the Bear Cave

Returning to the land promised by God again, Guabulak felt as if he had passed away.

This endless green grass is a precious treasure that can be encountered but cannot be found in the extreme northern white desert.

Guabrak led a team to thoroughly inspect the land bestowed by the gods on the trolls.

Needless to say, the east area where the trolls entered the Promised Land this time is undoubtedly a fertile land.

There is the only river channel extending from the holy lake here.

On both sides of the river is wide and fertile land, where zelkova trees grow densely and luxuriantly.

At a casual glance, you can see brightly colored bugs of all kinds busy among the dense vegetation.

After weeding and cutting down trees, it must be very suitable for human crops.

During the three years of exchanging supplies with Yige, Guabrak not only obtained a large amount of food from Yige, but also asked Yige to bring him many human books.

Of course, since the troll leader was not familiar with human writing, the books that Ig brought at first were all illustrated guides with illustrations, and there were even a few storybooks for human children.

But starting in the second half of last year, at Guabulak's request, more professional books with more complex content began to be sent to the trolls.

The content covers all aspects of the history, culture, church, etc. of the "Kingdom of Spruit".

Among them, the one that Guabula was most interested in and asked Iguet to collect more was books on agriculture and animal husbandry.

After all, a full stomach is always the most important thing.

It is also because of this that he thinks that he is quite familiar with the wheat-based planting industry of human beings, and knows what kind of cultivated land human farmers prefer.

Like the two sides of this "holy river", it is not as hot as the side of the holy lake, the soil is fertile and the structure is not too tight.

Guabraque twisted it with his hands, and he felt that the degree of adhesion is not low, which shows that the soil can better retain nutrients and water.

Coupled with the excellent lighting conditions here, it is undoubtedly a "good place" by human standards.

If it were in the past when trolls were often hungry, I'm afraid the "Da Bang Clan" would also follow the example of humans and open dozens of acres of fertile farmland here.

Unfortunately, times have changed, and trolls now have meat to eat every meal.

It is determined not to eat the bread and wheat, which is difficult for them to swallow.

So it is very likely that this area will still be arranged as a breeding area in the future.

It's just that this time, it's not necessary to breed Xiangyue Rabbit again.

To the south of the Promised Land is the earliest entrance for the trolls of the combat team to enter the Promised Land.

The growth conditions of the beech forest in this area are not the best, but the variety of small animals is no less abundant than in the rich east side.

Guabulak also successfully found the kind of short and strong sheep that the combat team saw when they first entered the God's Promised Land, and they used it when a sheep at the tail of the flock was careless because it was concentrating on gnawing grass. The obsidian stick accurately smashed its two hind legs, capturing a sample alive.

Comparing it with the whole sheep shipped by Ige, it can be seen that the height of this sheep is significantly lower than that of its relatives in the human world, and its back is almost flush with the midline of the body of sheep raised by humans.

It has a dense and soft white undercoat that looks distinct and orderly, forming a natural coat.

The sheep's face looks no different from ordinary lambs raised by humans, except that the mouth is covered with snow-white short fleece, which flutters gently in the breeze.

If you want to roast a whole lamb, you have to clean it with a stone.

In addition, a pair of slender, curved and elegant horns grow from the back of the sheep's head, adding to it a unique and delicate temperament.

Watching this made Leige feel itchy and unbearable, and he felt that his artist cells were rushing back, clamoring to play with the horns.

Considering that it would be too cruel to pull out the horns, Guabrak opened his palm and simply crushed the head of the sheep to save it from the pain of pulling out the horns.

He also gave this kind of sheep a name by the way. Since they have strong muscles and elegant bones and horns, they should be called "dwarf sheep".

The horns were given to Lege, and the remaining mutton was still fresh, so the trolls simply lit a fire and had a meal.

Just like the first roast hare meal in the promised land, it was still the same time and the same place.

The trolls devoured the dwarf sheep with relish.

The dwarf sheep's physique is not big, in fact, sharing it with the seven trolls is just filling the gaps between the teeth, and it is not worth a meal.

However, the trolls were too full in the previous meals, and now they can only eat enough to fill the gaps between their teeth.

Purely to quench my thirst.

After lunch, the trolls went on a tour to the northwest.

The western region of the Promised Land is also full of singing birds and fragrant flowers.

The zelkova forest is denser than that in the south, and the canopy is lush, glowing with a faint golden light in the sun.

In the forest, beech trees of various sizes intertwine with each other, and the environment is fresh.

From time to time, hares and giant rats can be seen scurrying between the branches.

Except for a few colorful long snakes found in Gurupa, there is not much difference between the overall area and the southern area.

Finally, when we reached the north of the promised land, the landscape changed significantly.

Because it is the farthest away from the hot spring lake, the climate here is relatively dry and the trees are sparse.

The ground was covered with short, tough grass.

There is an austere sense of grit to the grass, swaying in winds far stronger than the rest of the Promised Land.

In this piece of grass, there are not too few animals, but the slightly larger animals that can show their bodies from the grass are dwarf sheep.

Guabulak took a general look and felt that the overall area of ​​the grassland was quite large. If the "Big Stick Clan" wanted to raise dwarf sheep in the future, this might be a good alternative.

Of course, these are all for later.

After some inspections, it was evening.

Amidst the cheers of the trolls, Guabrak decided to take the combat team to build a simple hut on the outskirts of the woods in the south of the Promised Land. Everyone will spend the night in the Promised Land tonight.

It’s hard to find such a warm and comfortable place to stay in the extreme northern white desert, so I have to enjoy it no matter what.

And I am afraid that there will be no such opportunities in a short time, and there should be many vicious battles to be fought in the future.

Guabulaq's hunch was absolutely accurate.

Tracing the Snow Bear tracks was more difficult than he thought.

Because despite the huge size of snowstorm bears, their footprints are always conspicuous potholes.

But potholes in the snow disappear faster than footprints in the warm Promised Land.

With the endless snowflakes as the almost permanent background of the extreme northern white desert, I am afraid that it will take a long time to fill up the snow storm bear's footprints to a large extent.

However, Guabraque did not make this decision with a slap on the forehead.

If the snowstorm bear group wants to drink water from the holy river, the lair must not be too far away from the holy river.

The snow storm bear king has the kind of ability that falls from the sky, and Guablac has never seen it in other snow storm bears.

That being the case, and considering the footprints of the snow storm bears entering the God's Promised Land, the approximate location of their lairs can basically be determined as the southeast of the God's Promised Land.

It is almost south of the water intake point where hundreds of snowstorm bear corpses punished by the gods are located.

It can be said that the range is not too large.

It's just that the trolls may have been unlucky. When the footprints were not easy to judge, they tried to explore in several directions but failed.

Almost four days were wasted going back and forth.

Finally, in the direction of the mountains extending eastward from the Eleventh Peak, we finally found our target.

Looking at the apparently new snowstorm bear footprints on the snow in front of them, the trolls of the entire battle team couldn't help giving each other excited looks.

Guabulak followed the direction of the footprints and looked up the hillside.

I saw a huge ice cave dug out on the steep mountainside.

The entrance to the ice cave is arched as a whole and is made of thick ice. Under the dim sky, you can vaguely see the frost-covered rocks on the inside of the entrance.

The protruding eaves of the ice cave are covered with white snow.

This apparently unnatural lair blends harmoniously with the surrounding white snow.

Even if you stand on the higher No. 11 Peak and look down, you may not be able to discover the unusualness of this land covered by ice and snow.

The troll leader now understood why his group could not find the place after searching for so long.

They all thought that these places that can be directly overlooked from the summit of No. 11 are not likely to be the lairs of snowstorm bears.

But it's clear that the mindset made them ignore one point.

That is, these behemoths that are born to control ice and snow can easily make their lairs a part of ice and snow.

Fortunately, I finally found it.

A hint of coldness flashed in Guabulak's vertical pupils.

At first, he was a little worried that the number of snowstorm bears would exceed expectations, but judging from the series of footprints in front of him, there were only two or three snowstorm bears moving nearby.

There are only such a few footprints near the den, and there will definitely not be a few snowstorm bears in the den.

It can be said that Guabrak is very familiar with Snowstorm Bear.

Maybe it's because they are too big to feel restrained, or because the ability to control ice and snow can only be exercised in the vast snowfields and mountains. In short, these behemoths are born to like to wander around.

This is why their main habitats are in the extreme northern white desert and No.11 peak, but they will appear on the eighth peak at the earliest, and even defeated the hunting team of the previous generation of "Big Stick Clan".

So from the nearby footprints, it can be roughly judged that there are several snowstorm bears here.

Guabulak doesn't think any snowstorm bears will stay in their dens.

That being the case, this time the action can go a little deeper.

In the past, investigation was the main focus, and combat was the second. Now as long as you find a better time, you may be able to change the priority.

The members of the combat team repaired themselves a little and walked straight towards the Snowstorm Bear's lair.

The sound of stepping on the snow was covered by the sound of the wind, but was soon suppressed by a louder sound.

It’s the footsteps of Snowstorm Bear!

Guabulak's eyes were fixed, and he immediately raised his left hand, and then closed it down, signaling everyone to get down.

The team was still two to three hundred meters away from the Snow Bear's den. It was not close or far away. Unexpectedly, they unexpectedly encountered a Snow Bear leaving its den.

Roar--

After a loud roar, a giant snow-white beast nearly five meters high stepped out of the arched ice and snow cave.

Judging from its leisurely posture, it must have been unaware of how many of its own kind had been slaughtered on the banks of the Holy River.

The direction it travels is naturally the slope going down the mountain, which is where the trolls are hiding!
The sound of rumbling footsteps was getting closer and closer, and Guabulak's mind was spinning rapidly.

Should he lie down and try his luck, or fight directly?

He secretly looked up at the entrance to the lair behind the Snowstorm Bear, which seemed to be calm again, and made a decision.

beat!
To lie down is to wait for death.

It's better to fight in the snow than in the ice lair of a snowstorm bear.

"Use magic!"

Guabrak's hasty command was clearly conveyed to every troll's ears.

The combat team members who had been on guard for a long time jumped up immediately, chanting the name of the divine art silently in their hearts.

【Elegant Crushed Skull】!
The field of view changes, the head is attractive!
Without hesitation, the big stick in his hand turned into a rainbow and rushed towards the Snowstorm Bear's head.

Snowstorm Bear, who was just thinking about going out for a stroll, didn't react at all, and the azure blue ice cube that instinctively appeared in front of him hadn't even adjusted its position yet.

Several large sticks penetrated its lower jaw and broke through its skull.

Roar--

A piercing roar made the trolls' eardrums vibrate tightly, but no one felt frightened.

Sure enough, after a few seconds, the roar stopped abruptly, and then there was the sound of a rumbling giant falling to the ground.

Even if it's not mental arithmetic like this time, but face to face.

It is definitely not difficult for the seven trolls of the combat team to deal with such a violent bear together.

It's not time to celebrate, though.

The trolls deftly ran to Snowstorm's skull and pulled out their own clubs.

Afterwards, Guabrak immediately led the trolls back downhill.

This is near the snowstorm bear's lair, and the roar of that snowstorm bear just before death might have attracted the attention of other snowstorm bears in the lair.

Anyway, we have found the right place, so it is better to leave first and think about it for the long term.

It's a pity that Guabulak's thinking went a bit wrong.

It was not so much that the roar alarmed the other Snow Bears, but rather that the roar and the collision of the Snow Bear's body fell to the ground briefly drowned out the sounds of the other Snow Bears approaching.

By the time the trolls reacted, a snowstorm bear was approaching from the left and right directions of Bai Mo at the foot of the mountain.

Roar--

Looking back again, three giant white bears that roared continuously emerged from the lair.

Guabulaq looked gloomy.

Whether he is facing two snowstorm bears blocking the road ahead alone, or three bears chasing after him, he has the confidence to lead his team to victory.

But this five bears, one in front of the other, were attacked from the front and back, which was obviously beyond the capabilities of the combat team.

For the current plan, the only way to survive is to move forward first.

The cold wind was unprecedentedly biting.

Without the leader's order, all the trolls have already entered a tense state.

"Follow me forward!"

Guabulaq gave an order, and all the trolls followed him and rushed to the left.

The target was a snow storm bear standing in the way!

However, the light had flowed on the snowstorm bear's fur for a long time, and a dark blue ice wall that almost completely blocked the sight of the trolls bombarded them in the blink of an eye.

Along with it, there are several dark blue ice slabs that are filled with chill in the right front, and ice crystals that hit the sky from behind.

The trolls have been completely blocked by these five snowstorm bears!

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