Chapter 576: Yeti

"'Invisibility'?!"

Slude's face changed suddenly, and he raised the magic crystal shotgun without thinking, pointed the muzzle at the mysterious man's chest, and asked sharply, "Who are you? What are you doing sneaking here!"

"Slude, don't be impulsive!" Haakon quickly pressed down the shotgun in his sister's hand, and smiled apologetically at the mysterious man sitting on the ground with his back against the tree stump, "Friend, are you okay?"

"not too good."

The man's answer was short and low, giving off an impression of indifference.

The snow covered him, and he couldn't see his face clearly. Judging from his voice, he shouldn't be very old.

"My name is Logan Volsong, and I am from the Asa tribe in Shizhu Town. These two little guys are my son Haakon and my daughter Slude," the middle-aged man first reported his family name, and then asked the mysterious People asked, "My friend, what's your name?"

"Joan Vida, from Delin Town." The young man replied softly.

"Delin Town? What kind of place is this? I've never heard of it. How far is it from Shizhu Town?" Haakon asked curiously.

"If you're referring to the Shizhu Town at the eastern foot of Fangfang Mountain, sir, it's too far away." The boy's voice finally revealed a trace of emotion, "My hometown is in the south of the Alfheim colony."

"The Great Forest of Yalf! Wow, that is indeed a very distant place, probably two or three thousand miles away from our Midgard region!" Haakon exaggeratedly whistled.

"Wait! Haven't you noticed yet? This kid is a colonist!" Slude raised his shotgun again, looking at Joan with a bit more hostility.

"Okay, Slude, don't be so rude." Logan gave his daughter a displeased look, "Only those old stubborn people in the clan can't forget the past hatred, let alone those who have enemies with our Volsong tribe. The colonists of Midgard, this little brother is from Alfheim, even if he is a descendant of the colonists, he has no enmity with us, so don’t be prejudiced against them.”

"Whether the colonists in the north or the colonists in the south, aren't they all robbers who came to snatch our aborigines' land? One counts as one, and none of them are good things!" Slude said bitterly.

Joan heard that the Asa girl had deep resentment towards the colonists from the Old World, so she frowned slightly and remained silent.

When he was in his hometown, he often dealt with the indigenous Asa people, and became good friends with the Kandy family of the Powhatan tribe.

In fact, in the entire Yalfheim area, the relationship between the Asa aborigines and the immigrants is generally quite harmonious. Anyway, the boundless jungle and the vast wilderness are enough to accommodate the immigrants.

The aborigines bought industrial products that they could not produce in the towns established by the colonists, and the colonists learned from the aborigines the techniques of hunting and farming corn, indigo, tobacco and other unique crops of the New World, and even intermarriage was not uncommon. Neither immigrant towns nor indigenous tribes were discriminated against.

But in the north, in the Midgardian colony, things seemed to be different.

From Slude's attitude, Joan can tell that the local Asa natives are very disgusted with foreign immigrants, and they seem to have a deep grudge with the colonists of Midgard. As for why this happened, Joe Ann didn't know.

Now he didn't have time to inquire deeply, the roar of the white-haired monster was already coming from the hillside, and the most urgent task was to repel this group of bloodthirsty predators.

Logan and Haakon also heard the roar, and hurriedly took off the magic crystal shotgun from behind and reloaded it.

At the top of the hillside, where Joan fell yesterday, a white-haired snow monster stood upright, waving its fists and hitting its chest, and let out a breathtaking howl.

The Logan father and son calmly raised their guns to aim at the guy who was roaring and demonstrating from a high place, and pulled the trigger almost at the same time.

The gunshot rang out, and the white-haired monster on the top of the mountain burst into two clusters of dazzling scarlet blood from its throat and abdomen, and fell down the hillside on its back, howling.

"Haha! A snow monster is a snow monster, always so stupid!" Haakon shook his head and laughed.

"Don't be careless, there are still four snow monsters catching up!" Logan reminded his son in a deep voice.

Sure enough, four white figures appeared on the hillside. Perhaps they saw their companions being attacked and learned a lesson. The four snow monsters all buried their heads deeply, prostrated themselves on the ground, and rushed down from the top of the hill with all their hands and feet moving in unison.

The snow monsters have long white hairs all over their bodies, only the facial hair is relatively sparse, revealing brown-black complexion, and when they lower their heads and crawl on the ground, the white snow provides them with a layer of natural cover, human eyes It is difficult to distinguish this group of white-haired monsters crawling at high speed on the snow.

Logan and Haakon fired one after another, but both bullets missed. He hurriedly retreated to the tree stump, while loading the bullets, he was also ready to draw his sword for hand-to-hand combat.

Slude stood by Joan's side, watching the snow monster that was approaching quickly on the opposite side vigilantly, and asked with a cold face: "Southern guy, do you still have the strength to protect yourself?"

"Can."

"real?"

Slude looked at this handsome boy who seemed to be only thirteen or fourteen years old, and the other party's weak demeanor made her feel a little uneasy.

"If you're not bragging, you'd better find a safe place to hide! We won't have time to take care of you when we fight!"

"My leg is broken and I can't walk."

Joan looked down at the crippled legs, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment.

"The leg... the leg is broken?!"

Slude was sympathetic and annoyed at the crude splint and bandages on his leg.

"Then you still say you have the ability to protect yourself? Bah! So you're a 'cowhide king'!"

"The leg is broken, but the hand can move." Joan pleaded in a low voice.

"Ha! I think you only have this mouth that can move!" Slude gave him a disdainful look, "Southern, tell me, can you kill a snow monster with your mouth?"

Qiao An thought for a while, raised his head, and replied seriously: "The mouth can't, but the eyes can."

Every word he said was the truth, however, Tian was so chatted to death...

"God, I've had enough!" Slude moaned, holding his head and almost being driven mad by him.

Joan's face was full of confusion, and he didn't understand which sentence he had offended her, so that he was so annoyed.

Although he couldn't understand why Slude lost his temper, Joan didn't plan to ask. He was not good at dealing with strangers, and the other party came to rescue him after all. It didn't stop him from being grateful.

At this time, the four snow monsters had already surrounded the mountain, and they were only a hundred feet away from the tree stump that Joan and the Logan family were guarding.

Both Logan and Haakon realized that there was not much room left for them to shoot, so they hurriedly emptied the magazines, knocked down the snow monster that rushed in the front, and then decisively dropped the shotgun, drew out their sabers, and prepared for close combat !

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