Chapter 588 Mutated Yeti

Slude's eyes were better than his brother's. He was the first to see Joan's transformed Hawkman flying back, and his tense pretty face immediately eased. He waved to Joan and called him to land.

Joan flew in the biting cold wind for nearly an hour, and the soreness in her legs became more and more intense, as if countless sharp small awls were drilling into the fractured bones, and she was eager to land, so she wrapped a blanket to cover her wounds. Legs keep warm.

But he didn't forget that Yingman's feet will be under tremendous pressure when he lands, and he will switch to the "eye of insight" form when he is about to land, so as to avoid the impact of landing.

Slude jumped out of the caravan, galloped to Joan like a vigorous snow leopard, involuntarily grabbed one of his eyes, and dragged him towards the caravan.

Joan turned into the "eye of insight", although he can float in the air, but the speed of floating is very slow, about the same as walking speed. Being dragged by Slude like this, the huge eyeballs rolled around and staggered Staggering, it's really a bit uncomfortable.

Fortunately, Slude stopped quickly, turned around and beckoned him to get into the car. Joan finally stopped to catch his breath, swung his four ribbon-like eye stems, and flew into the caravan.

Taking advantage of his sister not paying attention, Haakon rushed over and hugged Joan's big eyeballs, and asked him eagerly afterwards: "Brother Joan, we just received a message from you, are there really so many snow monsters? "

Joan nodded, her huge eyes showing a serious look.

"Thirty-three snow monsters, and a particularly huge snow monster, which is as tall as two ordinary snow monsters stacked together." Joan said in a deep voice.

"That's the 'mutated snow monster', the leader of the snow monster group. In fact, it can't be regarded as a real snow monster, but a mutant monster born by a frost giant who raped a female snow monster!" Uncle Logan said coldly.

Joan stared in astonishment, and couldn't believe her ears.

The female snow monster, who looks like an ape, is also a frost giant who is sexually interested in such an ugly monster... How hungry and thirsty it must be!

The forest is big, and there are all kinds of birds.

Compared with the highly developed modern human civilization, today's frost giant society has degenerated to a level closer to primitive tribes. There are only a handful of frost giants who actively integrate into human society like Clark, and more frost giants still retain the barbaric habit of drinking blood. Well, there are still many perverted people in human society, and it seems that it is not worth making a fuss about the guys with abnormal sexual fetishes among the frost giants.

Thinking of this, Joan was relieved, and then asked Uncle Logan: "When I was scouting in the air just now, I vaguely heard that mutant snow monster frequently mentioning a person's name, calling him 'Master Trim' , He also said that every time he seized a magic crystal gun, he could exchange for a yak from Lord Trim. What is the origin of this Lord Trim? The cruel and aggressive yeti clan works for him?"

"Trim... this is the name of a frost giant lord."

Uncle Logan's face became unprecedentedly serious.

"The residents of Fangshan Mountain are not afraid of the name 'Lord of Winterhold' Trim. This frost giant nobleman has a gloomy personality, goes deep and reclusive, and rarely deals with the outside world, but no one dares to underestimate him strength and ambition."

"It is said that Trim possesses near-legendary strength, commanding no less than 500 powerful frost giant warriors, and a large group of frigid dinosaurs, frozen wolves, and even white dragons for him to drive. As for the snow monsters, in the eyes of the master of Winterhold, only They're just a bunch of stupid servants who have a little use value."

Uncle Logan paused for a moment, then continued: "Trim has a cold relationship with our Volsung tribe, and he has been keeping quiet all these years. As for why he knew that what we were escorting was arms...I'm afraid there are only two possibilities, or Someone inside Shizhu Town leaked the news, or the Forging Valley leaked the news."

"There must be something wrong with the Forge Valley!" Haakon said angrily, "The group of dwarves with big mouths like to brag one by one, especially when they are tempted by money and strong wine, don't expect them to replace you. Keep it a secret!"

"The possibility of the dwarves leaking the secrets is indeed very high, but the suspicion of internal rape in the tribe cannot be completely ruled out. Whether you are willing to admit it or not, in fact, the interior of Shizhu Town is not monolithic. There are not a few people who oppose the purchase of this batch of arms. God knows among them Will someone do the deed of eating inside and outside!"

Slude nails the potential that Haakon doesn't want to face.

"Okay, don't quarrel, you two. It's meaningless to argue about who leaked the secret. The most urgent thing now is to resist the attack of a large group of snow monsters, and we must keep this batch of munitions at all costs!" Uncle Logan frowned thickly.

"Father! If the only enemy is the group of snow monsters that Joan saw just now, we will be under a lot of pressure and will inevitably make some sacrifices, but in the end we will still be able to repel the snow monsters and keep the arms! But I am worried that these group of snow monsters are just The vanguard sent by Trim to explore the road will be followed by an army of frost giants to plunder, if unfortunately my words are true, even if we all risk our lives, we will not be able to keep this batch of munitions, so what should we do?" Slude asked his father eagerly.

"Slude, you are thinking too much. Over the years, Winterhold has maintained a non-aggression posture with our clan. There is no need for Trim to tear himself apart from Stonepillar Town for a batch of arms that are not suitable for the size of a frost giant. , it won't do him any good."

Haakon pretended to smile relaxedly, and continued: "Trim encouraged the snow monsters to rob us, probably out of temporary greed. If the snow monsters can succeed, he can get this batch of arms and sell them at a higher price. For Midgard’s colonial regiment or those rich and powerful mine owners and plantation owners, if the snow monster’s plunder fails, Trim himself will not suffer any loss. Skip it, so as not to anger our Volsunger family."

Logan waved his hand to stop his children from arguing, and said in a deep voice, "Haakon's thinking is always too optimistic, while Slude is too pessimistic, and always thinks of the worst in everything. As far as the current situation is concerned, Terry It is highly unlikely that Mu himself will go out."

"Let me just say, although the power of Winterhold is not weak, they don't dare to offend our Volsong tribe!" With his father's support, Haakon thought he was more powerful than his sister, and proudly raised his head.

Slude shook his head lightly, his expression not softening in the slightest.

"Slude, listen to me, the reason why I made such a judgment is not that I am overconfident in our own and family power like Haakon, but mainly because Trim and his followers are fighting against the Frost Giants. An embarrassing position in society." Logan said calmly to his daughter, "Slude, believe it or not, if Trim dares to personally rob our shipment and openly tear up his face with Shizhu Town, then the only one who is unlucky is It will be him."

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