Runeland: My Cold Fox Chinese version of the game

The crying of the child made Jincheng a little at a loss at the moment.

"You... are you okay..." The tall Titan lowered his voice as much as possible and expressed his kind attitude.

In order to reduce his sense of oppression, the tall figure even half-knelt down, and the inexplicable impulse made him subconsciously want to touch the baby with his index finger.

Until the mother took three or two steps back with her child in her arms, looking at the suspected friendly unit with a vigilant look.

"Oh, I'm sorry to scare you two~" The armored Titan immediately explained in a low and soft voice.

To be more precise, Jincheng's eyes were shining at the moment, and his eyes stayed on the mother and son, and he couldn't move away for a moment.

Of course, it wasn't the pretty mother...

Yes! Hero!

Facing a guy with his own unique values, world view, outlook on life and great beliefs, Jincheng was completely unsure of raising the other party's favorability to more than 90.

This kind of favorability of 90 points is really too difficult.

Even those couples and brothers who have been together for many years may not have such a love that lasts till death.

But the child! A young and tender life, he is like a blank piece of paper, waiting for people to paint.

Jincheng hopes that he can also paint on it.

Moreover, for some reason, Jincheng instinctively developed a good impression of this crying little guy.

Yes, Nunu! A cute child.

"You... you should go... over there..." Reika's somewhat thin figure held her child and stood in front of the giant. She only felt that she was oppressed.

But the violent killing of the troll who wanted to eat her by this powerful existence before, as well as the cautious attitude afterwards, and the kindness in the suppressed words, all made Reika make her own judgment.

"Brave warrior... I am Reka from the Notai clan. I am really grateful for your help and for saving me and my child, but I think my people may need you more!"

Reka didn't even have time to comfort her crying child. She looked up at Jincheng and reminded him again.

Inexplicably, Jincheng felt that a big [+1] rose above the sky still covered with frost and snow.

Obviously, this symbol did not come from the baby boy in front of her, but from the adult... Her eyes obviously moved to her favorite treasure...

"Oh... no problem! I really, really want to help any Freljord person who needs help!" Hearing Reka's reminder, Jincheng directly showed his belief in the roaring voice.

The tall figure of the armored Titan stood up again, Jincheng held the giant saber behind him, and then turned around and rushed towards a battlefield that was still besieging the trolls.

That troll was the smallest among the five trolls, but for humans and even the Iceborn, it was still an extremely powerful monster.

The ice crystal pattern on the huge saber was flashing blue light at this moment. It was the divine pattern that the Ice Crystal Shaman had engraved on it day and night.

The light of magic was like a small vortex absorbing the ice crystal magic, and Jincheng's magic power was also fading.

The blue light flashed once every period of time, and the power of magic was accumulated once.

Due to the rampage of Nunuka, those who should have left on the road had already run away, and those who could not leave were left with only corpses.

Therefore, Jincheng was still accelerating. Compared with magic, his body and strength were what he relied on more at the moment. After several seconds, the huge body of the armored Titan was activated to the fastest speed.

"Get out of the way!"

During the sprint, Jincheng roared and asked the warriors who were still resisting the trolls to get out of the way.

Those warriors fled naturally when they saw the Titans rushing towards them like chariots.

As for the slightly smaller troll, he had lost his will to fight when he saw the terrifying Titan in black armor rushing towards him.

He didn't even care about the escape of the human warriors beside him.

Fear and inexplicable anger made the troll roar "surrender".

Trolls are really powerful. Even if a troll is reduced to the same size as a human, or even if the strength and physique of this monster are reduced to the same size as a human, they can easily destroy human warriors with brute force.

But on the battlefield, cowards will not have a high survival rate. Only warriors and only by moving forward can they fight for a way out of life.

If a soldier loses his courage on the battlefield, he is no different from a lamb to be slaughtered!

The armored Titan's charge speed has reached its limit, and his strong arms are swinging heavy weapons with all their strength.With a huge saber full of power, he jumped up with his legs, and the huge weight and huge kinetic energy of the saber tilted Jincheng and started to rotate.

The ice crystals on the blade were shining, and began to emit a chilling chill.

Seeing this, the troll who shouted surrender also picked up the mace and roared, and then he raised the mace and fought back fiercely.

But... if the equipment quality of these trolls could be much better, maybe the result would be different.

Unfortunately, the huge equipment gap makes people despair.

Even if the trolls' attacks are effective, [Titan's Determination] will make them despair.

Jincheng, who has accumulated power to the extreme, has a strong body of three meters tall and is lifted off the ground by the extremely fast saber in his hand.

The three sections of the spinning and gorgeous slashing that jumped up one after another hit the mace held by the troll one after another.

Enormous power, top-notch metal material, and sharp blade... The mace forged from tattered metal that the troll treasured was cut in half by this blow.

So much so that the troll stared blankly at his treasure being cut off.

Heavy breathing sounded in the mouths and noses of both sides.

The armored Titan still jumped up again, holding up the saber and slashing down.

And the troll who had been facing tiny humans for many years, after his weapon was cut off, faced an existence that was a few points taller than himself and whose equipment was much better than his own...

The troll subconsciously stopped fighting.

He just stared blankly at the gorgeous blue slash in the air. The last heavy blade, after the armored Titan jumped up, chopped down heavily and slashed fiercely on the troll's shoulder blade.

The trolls' extremely shrill screams resounded through the sky, and then stopped abruptly

...

The last troll fled here with its broken body under the madness of its companions.

But the people here were not angry or panicked because of the troll's escape.

Trolls generally rarely attack the same clan.

The strong prey on the weak! After proving that this was a hard bone to chew, the trolls' customs would make them relatively pick softer persimmons.

After the war, the team of the Notai clan also began to slowly restore order with the cooperation of the war mother and other warriors.

The battlefield began to be cleaned up, the injured warriors were resettled, and the dead were memorialized and thrown into the arms of the wolf spirit.

And many of the fleeing outsiders also returned to the team of the Notai clan.

Some people of the Notai clan sneered at these outsiders, and some simply put on an attitude of looking down on cowards...

But the gentle Notai clan still did not refuse to give shelter to these fleeing outsiders.

Even the honest people of the Notai clan did not collect protection fees from those who escaped and came back again!

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"What are you doing! You actually robbed me of my old man's Erniuk sweater. Do you really want to freeze me to death? We agreed that this is just a loan!"

Old Noka held his hands together. He was wearing thin clothes in the snow and ice. He brought the two Yukars back to the mobile tent.

And the person he complained about had already put on the coat that he had taken off from him.

At the entrance of the mobile tent, the guy who could be called a strong man anywhere was even cautiously putting on the heavy armor again.

The man's coat was taken off from him by Old Noka half-heartedly, but this could not cover up the old guy's dissatisfaction.

"Okay, Old Noka, what do you want to wear? I've already gone into the house to get it for you!" Grandel's excited voice came from the tent.

Old Grandel didn't seem to be sad about the bravery of the tribal warriors.

Soon, the black-haired old man with a full beard came out with an old and worn fur coat that was obviously worn by someone.

"You are going to wear this for me? Old man!" Old Noka took the clothes, sniffed them first, and then complained dissatisfiedly.

"It's good to have something to wear. If you don't want it, then give it back to me!" Old Grandel's eyes condensed, and he pretended to take the clothes back.

Old Noka immediately smiled and said, "No, I'll wear it... I can't wear it~"

Old Grandel's focus was not on his companions. He looked at Jincheng who was wearing armor alone.

"Hey... By the way, I remember your name is Jincheng, right? Seriously, this is an incredible ability. Are you an Iceborn?

Absolutely. Oh my God, you are as incredible as Braum! I really appreciate you!

Can you tell me about it? I think your heroic deeds should be sung by the whole Freljord!"

After throwing the fur coat in his hand to Old Noka, Old GrandelHe asked Jin Cheng excitedly.

The old man obviously wanted to hear a unique answer. After all, every strong man has his own reasons for becoming stronger.