You call this a shield?

And at this moment, Stike suddenly said something like this: "Speaking of which, the early morning West Wilderness is really unexpected."

"Unexpected? What?"

asked Sheld.

"Comfortable." Stike stretched his waist: "The climate in this place, at least at this moment, is much better than that in Neuilani. The mornings there are always wet."

"Neuilani? That's a good place, you're from Neuilani?"

Lausanne spoke up suddenly.

"To be precise, we set off from there." Sheld twirled his fingers in a circle: "I set off from the United Kingdom of Rovana, gathering my companions along the way."

"Then you have circled the mainland half a circle, ah ha ha ha!"

Lausanne's laughter was also very steady, and it could be seen that this guy was deliberately laughing so as not to be too embarrassed.

Sheld didn't point it out either. Isn't this a kind of kindness?However, in terms of the distance he has traveled, I am afraid that it will not only go around half a circle around the mainland?

It's not that the Western Continent is too small.

It’s been more than half a year, I’ve been rushing all the way here, I haven’t entered the city very much, and I haven’t stayed in one place for more than three days on average. This is also due to the fact that everyone here is a physique expert, and Sheld is also riding in a "human flesh convertible car" , otherwise it will be difficult to collapse.

If there are no fewer than hundreds of cities in the Bella Empire, how many places did Sheld go to in total?

And this trip was farther than Sheld had imagined. It looked relatively close on the map, but it took Sheld three days to get nearby.

And these three days outside, Sheld actually felt more comfortable than a hotel.

Because they can stay away from Lausanne while sleeping, and then use Ix's ability to build a mud house, which is covered with the hair of the forest goddess, not to mention how comfortable it is.

"Next, we have to be more careful."

Lausanne is a barbarian himself, so he is naturally familiar with some of the habits of barbarians, and it is easier to find traces of barbarians than Sheld and others.

"This is already very close to the temple, look at these, barbarian hair."

"Mao... hair?"

Sheld looked at a wisp of dead grass that Lausanne picked up from the ground: "You mean their trimmed hair?"

"Although the hair will be trimmed, more barbarians will shave their heads for convenience."

As Luosang said, he suddenly lifted his shirt, and it was a piece of rag with almost zero defensive performance and some oil stains on it, but these were not the point.

Luosang patted his belly and said solemnly, "Of course it's body hair."

"???"

so long? !Sheld was startled.

Sticker stood up at the right time and added: "The barbarian's hair is very thick and needs to be cleaned regularly, otherwise it will easily turn into a hairball."

"This lady is right. If you don't believe me, you can come and touch my chest and stomach, and you will feel the tiny fluff."

"No need..."

As long as you know what's going on, Sheld has no interest in touching a man, even if the other is a rare big muscle bully.

"That's such a pity."

Luosang put down his clothes with a little regret.

The few people walked for a while, and there were more and more things about barbarians around.

Totems, decorations strung together with the bones of various creatures - it is said that these were originally real animal limbs, even human limbs, heads, limbs, hung for too long, were pecked by some birds, and finally became bones.

There are many birds around, perhaps because of eating dead bodies, Sheld always feels that these birds look much more fierce than ordinary bird monsters.

There is still a lot of feces on the ground here. Barbarians don’t care about whether there is a toilet or not. As long as there is no one around, squatting is the toilet—oh, it should be said, whether there are people squatting or not is the toilet.

"The picture of hell..."

I don't know if it's an illusion, but when we arrived at this land, the sky became dim and yellowish.

"These filthy savages...!"

Luosang spat expressionlessly: "Sooner or later, these bastards will be sent to the execution platform!"

Among other things, looking at his attitude towards his fellow tribe, Sheld felt that Lausanne was no longer a barbarian, but just wearing the skin of a barbarian.

"I just hope I don't step on something disgusting..."

Ikes pinched her nose, the mixed smells here made her uncomfortable, and she had to pay attention to her feet from time to time.

Not long after, Sheld and the others saw the barbarian children playing outside.

However, it was Lausanne who told Shield that it was a child, and then Shield knew that it belonged to a child. From Shield's own point of view, it was nothing more than a barbarian with a smaller size.

And just when Shield thought those children would stand up and run back to the barbarian garrison of the temple, he saw the few playing barbarian children roaring, drew a big ax from their backs and rushed up.

"Fuck?"

"Don't think of them as the cubs of other races. Barbarians fight from birth."

From birth, how did this mother give birth to them?You can't be born this big, right?Sheld immediately threw an investigation skill to the little barbarian who was rushing to the front.

"Name: Hamuqi. Occupation: Unemployed. Level: 1. Strength: 12, Dexterity: 10, Intelligence: 2, Constitution: 12. Skill: Ancient Bloodline (Barbarian)."

"..."

The barbarian is a natural supermodel. This is still an ungrown barbarian. No matter how you say it, a grown barbarian can be equivalent to a level 2 professional. Although he has no skills, he is almost as good as an ordinary human soldier. It is crushed.

And Stike seemed to see Sheld's doubts, and continued to explain: "Strictly speaking, they don't have children. Children only have a moment when they are born, and then they will grow up and grow taller until they become babies. into the physique of an ordinary human, and then slowly grow into..."

"boom!"

The loud noise stopped Sticker from explaining.

I saw those little savages who were screaming and charging were thrown tens of meters away by a totem pole in Lausanne, rolled on the ground several times, struggling to get up, tried several times in a row, and finally couldn't get up again.

"...a physique like Lausanne's."

Only then did Sticker slowly receive the last sentence.

No matter how strong the physique is, if he bears the impact of being hit by a truck, he will still burp.

Shield listened to the cries of the barbarians erupting from the temple not far away. This would be their first large-scale battle against intelligent creatures.

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The second volume is surging: Chapter 232 Chapter 120 Chapter [-] What are you doing, ouch!

In his previous life, Shield had only seen a bunch of tanks rushing forward in scenes like military parades or movies. Of course, the shock was there, but it wasn't shocking enough.

And when a bunch of humanoid tanks with at least 1.9 meters and at most 4 meters took big strides and rushed forward screaming, the shock was unparalleled.

"To die, to die."

The soles of my feet were a little numb.

How can this number be hundreds?

"Let me fight with you!"

Lausanne is also worthy of the blood of a barbarian. Seeing him rushing towards him screaming, he also swung the totem pole in his hand and rushed forward screaming.

How should a shaman fight?

Answer: Charge!

One against a group, under the confrontation between the two, Luosang is like those fierce generals who can ride thousands of horses.

If the opponent does not have a professional, according to Lausanne's attributes, it should not be a big problem to learn from Changshan Zhao Zilong, but things are often not so smooth.

Just as Luosang rushed forward screaming, several fireballs shot out from the crowd and flew towards Luosang.

"The other party has a magician?"

"pass it to me."

In Ix's eyes, the six-pointed star began to spin wildly: "I found the mage of the other party—two totems blessed with fire elements."

"Give me some time, I can counter them."

"Then I'll leave it to you, Dalt, and we'll go too."

Sheld couldn't wait anymore, he had been waiting for a long time for a fight, especially this kind of head-to-head fight.

Come and fight Golem!

The fireball didn't cause much trouble for Lausanne, at most it made him have to divide his mind to let those things hit him - no matter how rough his skin is, those fire elements will still make him feel pain , scars still appear.

According to the saying in the game, no matter how high the blood volume is, it must have armor resistance.

I saw Luosang dancing the totem pole into the air, and the huge iron rod was like a plastic toy in his hands. He quickly twisted his muscular body, avoided the oncoming fireball, and rushed to the front The savage is a mallet.

"Aha!!"

"Clang—! Bang!"

Although the barbarian wanted to resist with the long-handled battle ax in his hand, there was obviously a large gap in strength between the two. As soon as the totem pole went down, the barbarian was directly hammered and fell to the ground, his knees twitched. The sound of bones breaking.

Immediately afterwards, it was the wrists and shoulders that directly received the impact.

The long-handled battle ax was directly shaken out of his hand, and the huge body just fell down stiffly.

It seems that some are too easy to be killed, but no barbarian will be afraid of this. The real fighting nation is that all people are fighting. Everyone is ready to dedicate their lives to the tribe and clan, and even takes pleasure in it.

There was almost no gap, and the barbarian next to him pointed the hammer in his hand at Lausanne's head.

The strong force made Luosang feel a lot of wind pressure in his ears.

"Come on, heretic!"

As soon as he was short, he hugged the opponent's waist directly, and with one force, followed the force of the opponent's swing of the mace to overturn the person, and the totem pole in his hand directly pierced the waist and abdomen of the person behind him.

Hearing Luosang's roar, the totem pole pressed against the opponent's waist and kicked him up, and then threw it hard into the barbarian pile.

The barbarian's charge came to a halt.

"We will help you!"

Sheld and Dalt rushed up without any good weapons.

The wheel blade in his hand is no longer used as a long-range weapon, but is held tightly in his hand and used like a machete. Even if he rushes into the crowd, he can still see Dart's flexible figure flying, and cut down four people in a short time. Five savages.

When it comes to killing people, Dalt is more straightforward than Lausanne, and the blade is dedicated to weak positions. These barbarians seem to have nothing in terms of armor, which is actually not much better than Lausanne.

Most of them used the looted things as armor, for example, several pieces of leather armor were cut open and tied around their waists and abdomens indiscriminately.

Defensive performance should be a consolation.

With luck, it might work a bit.

And when Sheld appeared on the stage, the surrounding atmosphere suddenly changed.

Just when some barbarians saw the "short", thin, and gorgeously dressed Sheld rushing forward, they almost believed that this was similar to those nobles who were not clear-headed. They had never seen barbarians, nor experienced too much. How dangerous, seeing his guard relaxed, he also wanted to take credit for it.

This kind of thing is too much.

The savages also like this kind of guy, and they don't have to use it as a spare food or as a pet for fun. They know that these thin-skinned and tender-fleshed guys can get more good things from humans.

"Catch him, he will live! Send it to the patriarch!"

"Hoooohoo!!"

But at the next moment, the barbarian's excitement stopped abruptly, and even Lausanne, who was waving the totem pole, shook his hand, and the totem pole almost slipped out of his hand.

"What's this?"

Sheld, who was originally a little miniature, suddenly appeared behind him. The body of the rock structure symbolized unparalleled strength, and it firmly protected Sheld under his thick arms—a barbarian?No matter how big it is, it is not as thick as the arm of a stone giant.

"The god of the earth is above!"

With a bang, the totem pole in Luosang's hand fell to the ground, and he didn't even care about the "heretical" in front of him, and he almost immediately threw himself in front of Sheld in a five-body posture.

"God's envoy, Holy Son! I finally found you! Praise the God of the Earth, please allow believers to kiss your toes!"

"God of the Earth...!"

"God of the Earth!!"

"Crash!"

In the original tense scene, Qi Shushu suddenly fell to his knees, and the weapon fell to the ground, revealing Dart in the crowd.