Chapter 207 True Beast

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In July, on the road in the northwestern province of Munster, a group of four knights rode on horses.

"Bend, you didn't say that you were going to the Lit Prairie." Locke, who was at the front of the four, said feebly.

"Blood essence, if you want to get it, don't think about it in the empire." Bender didn't care about Locke's complaints.

"That's right, it's just a holiday," said Raphael on the side.

"Just in time to see the scenery and the scenery of the Little Prairie." This is Gauss.

Originally, it was only Locke and Bender who planned to get blood essence. Unexpectedly, when the two made an appointment to meet, they met Raphael and Gauss one after another on the road by accident.

Raphael and Gauss, the two wealthy children, did not join them for the sake of blood essence at all, just like the trial missions they participated in before, they were purely for the sake of boredom.

The four of them have cultivated a good friendship during the few months they spent in the Osdale Kingdom, so after meeting halfway, they decided to go to the Lit Prairie together.

Located outside the northwestern frontier of the Omor Empire, the Heli Te Prairie was originally a barren land, but a group of nomads began to settle there. After captivity and farming, it gradually developed into a prairie. .

Now on the Lite Prairie, except for two or three nomadic kingdoms, the vast majority of the area is dominated by countless barbarian tribes.

And the destination of their trip was a barbarian tribe that had a little friendship with Bender's family on the Little Prairie.

"Are you really sure that the barbarian tribe has blood essence?" It was Raphael who spoke. He had the best family background among the four. Blood essence was a treasure that he could not have, but if he could get it, it would be a good thing. a pile.

No one thinks too much money.

"Well, my father is Chief Shapele's savior, and a little blood essence can still be traded." Bender laughed.

Raphael nodded, and indeed on the Lit Prairie, there are some powerful tribes that raise giant beasts, and blood essence is produced by these giant beasts.

"Would you like to ask some guards to accompany him?" Gauss asked. His home was in a province in the northwest of the Omor Empire. With an order, it was easy to bring in two or three hundred guards.

"Forget it, it's not good to cause people's suspicion." Locke said, although he didn't know the relationship between the Bender family and the barbarian tribe, but going with soldiers would definitely arouse the fear of the leader of the tribe, especially If the tribe is not big.

The four knights are all mid-level servants, and they are not weak when they go out, so if they just go to trade with a certain tribe on the Lit Prairie, the danger will not be very big.

A group of four people passed through the Gobi in the northwest and walked out of the border army station of the empire, and an emerald green prairie appeared in their sight.

"Hey, it's more beautiful than the grasslands in the empire." Raphael praised. He has traveled to many places, but this is the first time he has come to the Lit Prairie. The main reason for the squad.

"Let's go, Chief Shapele and their tribe are two weeks away from the grassland border!" Bender held a crude map in his hand and rode ahead.

Two days later, dozens of yurts appeared on both sides of an emerald-green river valley.

This way of life of the grassland 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 strange creature that looked like an elephant but not an elephant, like a deer but not a deer, with a huge physique and a single horn.

The yurt of seven or eight meters only reached the neck of the giant beast. In terms of body length, the giant beast is probably close to ten meters.

This is the physique that Locke has seen so far, second only to the two-headed monster scorpion dragons in Murphy Forest.

"Tru beast, haven't you seen it before!" Bender patted Locke's shoulder with a smile. He was very satisfied with Locke's expression, which was exactly the same as his reaction to the first time he saw the Tru beast.

Raphael and Gauss were also amazed. They had only seen such a high-level magical beast as Trumon in the book catalog of the Imperial College Library. This was the first time they had faced it in person.

In the afternoon, the four knights from the Omor Empire were warmly welcomed by the tribal people. Bend should have been here several times before. These savages are no strangers to him, and they welcomed Bend's with their special etiquette. arrival.

When the chief of the tribe appeared, the strong man with a height of nearly 2.5 meters surprised Locke once again. This is probably the strongest man Locke has ever seen, no one.

The arm alone is about to catch up with the thickness of the thigh, and the whole is a humanoid monster.

The personality of this Sapele chief, like his appearance, was extremely rough.

"To thank you for coming, our tribe will hold a bonfire party tonight!" Chief Shapele said to Bend with a smile.

The prairie language always has a twist of serious dialects. Locke has a deep understanding these days. Fortunately, Chief Sapele's voice is loud, and Locke is not worried about understanding what it means. Only then did he feel that Bend Seems to be important to the tribe of Chief Sapele.

Before the bonfire party started, Locke took a chance and called Bender out to ask questions.

"Oh, Chief Shapele's tribe experienced three major wars last year. They urgently need new supplies to appease the people and deter other tribes. This time I represent our family and trade with Chief Shapele's tribe!" Bender said directly.

"I asked you to bring Kim Moore, did you bring it?" Bender asked.

Locke then remembered that Bender had told him to bring enough money before.

"There's a lot." Locke hesitated and agreed. He didn't actually have much money, but there were a lot of things in the space ring that were quite valuable, whether it was the fur and blood of beasts, or some potions, or from Bili's house. The one-time magic props purchased are believed to be very popular in this tribe.

"Then don't worry, I will definitely give you a satisfactory number of blood essence!" Bender winked at Locke.

"Our top priority now is to enjoy tonight's dance party!" He had been to Chief Sapele's tribe many times before, and the exotic party always fascinated him as an imperial knight.

The bonfire party at night did not disappoint Bender. This guy disappeared as soon as it got dark. Locke noticed that he had been hanging out with two tall female barbarians before that.

In fact, calling these prairie people savages is a bit discriminatory, because these people are a little taller than ordinary people in the Omor Empire, and their skin is slightly yellower. Most Omore women are also healthy and beautiful.

This is probably the main reason why Bender is addicted to it.

Raphael and Gauss are not much worse than Bend. Maybe the people of this tribe saw that they came with Bend, and their attitudes were also very enthusiastic. There were already three or four grassland women. went up.

The two fellows from nobles did not refuse, and Raphael, who was in a hurry, had already moved his feet against one.

"Hello!" A lame greeting from the Omor Empire appeared in Locke's ear. Locke turned his head and saw that a prairie woman who was not much taller than the others was standing in front of him.

"Hello!" Locke replied in the imperial language. He didn't learn a few prairie dialects, so he wouldn't be ugly.

This woman can speak a little Omor Empire language, and after a casual chat, Locke already knew that she was sent by the tribe to befriend him, an imperial nobleman, but Locke is not interested in being here like Raphael and others. engage.

"Can you tell me about that big guy?" Locke pointed to the giant black shadow in the night.

"Oh, that's the Tru beast, the guardian of our Amida tribe." The woman introduced, her voice was a little more solemn than before. It seemed that the Tru beast was really important to their tribe.

"Is the blood essence provided by it?" Locke bluntly asked, pointing to the big guy.

What the four of them are here for, I believe people in this tribe know it well, so Locke will not go around and ask directly.

The woman gritted her teeth and said with difficulty, "Yes!"

The producer of blood essence must be a creature with powerful qi and blood. In an afternoon of Locke, looking at the hundreds of people in this small tribe, who can reach the level of strong qi and blood, except for the Chief Sapele, there are only others. That tru beast.

He has never heard that people can produce blood essence, so it must be a terru beast, but this woman also called a terru beast as a guardian, and Locke was curious.

Because blood essence contains the source of qi and blood of a creature, the more it loses, the creature is not far from death. Under normal circumstances, it kills powerful creatures and then captures the blood essence in its atrium. , really rare.

"Our True Beast is about to reach the other side." The woman sighed and stopped talking.

After staying in the grassland for half a month, Locke knew that people in this place used to call the place where people go after death as the other side. It can be seen that most of the tru beasts are dead.

From the perspective of the day, although it is far away, Locke did not find any signs of weakness in the tru beast. If this is the state that is about to reach the other side, how much is the heyday of this tru beast? Strong, Locke was stunned.

I don't know if I felt the surprise in Locke's heart. In the dark, the tru beast lying on the bank of the river suddenly raised its long neck, and let out a long cry of "Yiwu~". The sound was so loud that it caused the water in the river to burst. Fluctuations.

And these prairie people who were playing by the bonfire stopped laughing and laughing, and prostrate on the ground with reverence on their faces.

Careful Locke found that there seemed to be a tear in the corners of these grassland people's eyes.

He looked thoughtfully at the huge figure not far away, lowered his head again, and curled up into a ball.

After a long time, the bonfire party around the yurt was rekindled with laughter and laughter.

Locke touched the space ring in his hand and had already made a decision.

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