Chapter 587: Snow Ridge Demon Track

After eating breakfast, everyone continued to drive on the road. According to the agreement with the Logan family, Joan turned into a Jotunheim eagle and flew into the air, exploring the way in front of the caravan.

It was already a cold winter season in the Midgard area in early December. The north wind was howling, and the mountains were covered with heavy snow.

Joan flew over the snow-capped mountains for half an hour, but he didn't notice any abnormal movements. The injured leg bones were sore from the stimulation of the high-altitude cold current, which made him realize that his current physical condition could not bear the long-term flight, especially in such a situation. In the windy and snowy weather, the injured leg may suffer sequelae from freezing.

At the flying speed of Yingren, half an hour's journey is worth a whole day's journey for a caravan. Since he has not seen any dangerous creatures such as snow monsters after flying so far, Joan has reason to think that today is still a On a calm day, I turned around and turned back.

The return journey changed from headwind to tailwind, and the flight was easier and faster. Except for the slightly sore and swollen legs from the cold, everything else was as usual. Joan flew more than 20 miles in one breath, and saw a row of tiny black spots like ants appearing on the horizon at the end of the snowfield. It was the Logan family's caravan.

Qiao An adjusted his direction a little in the air, and was about to fly back to join the caravan when he caught a glimpse of a white figure out of the corner of his eye, and immediately became alert!

Qiao An didn't go back in a hurry, turned around and flew towards the valley where the white shadow flashed just now for two minutes, and sure enough, he saw a snow monster running close to the ground on the hillside covered with thick snow. , it is difficult to distinguish the pure white snow monster figure from the snow everywhere.

Qiao An followed the snow monsters in the air until they reached a valley near the mountain road, and was surprised to find a large group of snow monsters gathered in the valley. At a glance, there were as many as thirty or forty snow monsters!

The caravan has been harassed by snow monsters many times these days, but at most seven or eight snow monsters attacked at the same time. It was the first time for Joan to see two-digit snow monsters gather together, and his uneasy premonition became stronger.

If the purpose of this large group of snow monsters gathering here is to ambush the caravan that is about to pass by, Logan and his party will be at a disadvantage in terms of numbers, and the Asa warriors fighting alone are not opponents of the snow monsters. Unbelievable!

"The news must be sent back as soon as possible!"

Joan floated above the valley, quickly activated two "Sid Mana", and transformed into a 2-ring spell slot to cast "Wind Information", and the distribution of the magic net in front of him changed accordingly.

The invisible magic thread was shaped by Joan into a small pale golden whirlwind, circling and dancing in front of him, like a living elf, urging him to speak quickly, so don't delay himself to deliver the letter.

Joan described what he saw in concise and precise language, and every syllable he uttered was absorbed by the golden whirlwind and stored in the eye of the wind.

In the end, Joan planned to count the number of snow monsters again and provide the Logan family with as accurate information as possible. Just as he lowered his head to observe, there was a roar from the depths of the valley, and a particularly huge white-haired monster galloped over with hands and feet.

The appearance of this monster is quite similar to that of the snow monster. It is covered with thick white hair, but its face is dark blue, its eyes are fierce. Seventeen or eighteen feet tall, ordinary snow monsters were like petite children in front of him. They all crawled on the snow, looking up at the giant snow monster with eyes mixed with admiration and fear.

The giant snow monster was quite proud of its leader position in the group, glanced at the trembling group of similar creatures in front of it, and let out a series of hoarse and piercing roars, as if giving orders.

At first, Joan thought it was just a roar for simple communication between wild beasts, but soon heard a few familiar words popping out of the giant snow monster's mouth from time to time, clearly using the "giant language" with a strong contract Dunheim Frost Giant Accent.

"I really didn't realize that this big monster can speak human language."

Joan was secretly surprised, and at the same time eavesdropped on the giant snow monster's lecture.

This monster has limited intelligence, no culture, and doesn't speak carefully, but its meaning is very clear. It just encourages the people to follow him to do a big business—go down the mountain to plunder the Asa caravan that is about to pass by here, kill people to eat meat, and rob goods .

What surprised Joan the most was that the big guy also revealed how to deal with the looted goods. He obviously knew that the Logan family was escorting the Magic Crystal Rifle, which is what he called the "Ping Ping Fire", and he specifically warned the clansmen not to destroy the "Ping Ping Fire" in the box.

These dangerous iron pipes are useless to the Snow Monsters, but they can be dedicated to "Master Trim".

Lord Trim had said something first, and he rewarded a yak for successfully capturing a "Ping Ping Fire"!

The caravan escorted more than a hundred "Ping Ping Fires", plus the "Ping Ping Fire" equipped by Asa hunters, how many yaks would it be worth if it was brought back in one pot?

It is enough for everyone to open their bellies and eat happily, and there is still a lot of beef left to be buried in the ice cave as a reserve food for the winter.

For the gluttonous yeti, the bloody fresh yak meat is unrivaled in its allure!

A total of 33 snow monsters in the valley, encouraged by the leader's words, all screamed excitedly and couldn't wait to attack the caravan and snatch the "Ping Ping Huo" for yaks.

Joan was annoyed and amused.

Yaks are abundant in the snowfields of the north, and the price of a fat bull sent to the market for sale will never exceed 20 Gold Duga; while the market price of a magic crystal rifle is as high as 600 Gold Duga!

That "Lord Trim" exchanged a cow for a gun, clearly fooling the two idiots, and the snow monsters still thought they had made a big deal, so it can only be said that they were really short-hearted.

At this time, the group of snow monsters who were thinking about yak meat had already rushed out of the valley clamoring, and their leader, the giant snow monster, followed the clansmen to supervise the battle with big strides. At this running speed, within half an hour, they would bump into the caravan head-on.

Joan didn't delay any longer, and hurriedly sent out the "Wind News Technique", and then flapped his wings and flew across the mountains, taking a shortcut to join the caravan.

Joan flew for about ten minutes, and saw the caravan stop in a relatively open area from a distance. Twenty Asa hunters dismounted and held guns, and formed a defensive formation around the highland loos and the caravan carrying the goods. They all looked a little nervous, as if they knew that a large wave of snow monsters was coming.

Uncle Logan was standing in the car, yelling loudly, commanding his subordinates to guard against enemy attacks.

Haakon and Slude stood behind their father. The brothers and sisters held shotguns in their hands, but their eyes looked up to the sky from time to time. There was eagerness in their eyes, as if they were looking for something.

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