Chapter 382: One Falls From the Sky (10,000 Rewards Plus Three Updates)

Chapter 382: Someone fell from the sky... (Ten thousand rewards plus three updates)

Kenneth fetched a pot of water from the mountain stream, raised his head, and drank a gulp of water until he was full. He wiped his mouth, dipped the leather kettle into the mountain stream again, and sighed loudly:

"Unlucky place! In the middle of summer, the water can be so cold!"

"Stop dilly-dallying! Move faster!"

someone shouted from above. Kenneth agreed, plugged the lid of the kettle, and climbed up. In a hurry, he missed his footing and rolled down the hillside, half of his body submerged in the mountain stream. After finally struggling, I climbed up the ridge again. When I came up, I was stunned on the spot:

The entire team, including eleven people except him, were all dead on the ground.

"There's another one here!"

Someone shouted from behind. Kenneth turned around suddenly, and before he could see the person clearly, a flash of sword was right in front of him.

For this king-selection battle, the Glory Bishop Church has sent more than just Archbishop Jeroni.

What the Archbishop could mobilize at any time was an action team from the Inquisition and two teams of soldiers pretending to be caravan guards. They did not join the mission, but acted in various capacities in or around the royal court. There is also a barbarian squad and an orc squad that can carry out missions at any time as long as the money is available.

A little further away, there are still several expedition teams in the wilderness, which can be summoned in advance. Before the Archbishop came, he even knew that a team headed by a level 10 knight base and a level 15 great ascetic monk was in the northern section of the Black Gate Mountains.

Of course, this team is not prepared for the dwarf kingdom. Instead, when the king selection begins, the entire kingdom's eyes are focused on the royal court to perform some special task. However, as a last resort, the archbishop can still send a message to them asking for help...

It's not a last resort now. Archbishop Geroni simply ordered the three action teams around the royal court to move closer to the Dwarf Holy Mountain. Try to cover your tracks as much as possible, and if possible, create some surprises for your opponents.

——Of course, the Magic Council did not let Archmage Serrano and the others fight alone. When Grete was riding on the back of a goat and marching stiffly towards the peak, he didn't know how many people were hiding, lurking, investigating, and fighting around the holy mountain for his safety...

In fact, Gretel had exhausted all his strength just to keep up with the team.

"Ugh...it hurts..."

He slowly crawled out of the tent, stood up straight in the sun, and beat his back, waist, and legs. Yesterday I was stuck on the goat's back for a whole day, and there was no place in my body that didn't hurt!

The dwarves all looked sideways. Gavin spoke quickly and already shouted:

"Didn't you come up on a goat?"

That goat is the only one in the team with a saddle! And Bernard was pulling the sheep by the horns from beginning to end, without him having to worry about controlling it!

Grete hesitated to speak. Feilai was taciturn, Hanna was busy packing her things, and Jinna was silent again and again, sighing:

"I remember that when you arrived at the royal court, you also rode in on goats, right?"

"But it's not that steep along the way!" Gretel bared his teeth and slapped his thigh. There were women present, so it was not easy for him to rub his inner thighs. God knows where the pain was the most——

"When you enter the royal court, you take the right path after all!"

It's nothing like here, except for ridges, ridges, rocks, and no roads at all!

The slopes of the slopes on both sides of the ridge exceed 60 degrees!

"...You're too nervous." Prince Rosega came over to help him sit down. Seeing Grete inhaling hissingly, his facial features tangled together, he endured it again and again, and then opened his mouth to give him instructions:

"Relax your waist, follow the goat's footsteps, and just follow it. If you are really afraid of falling, just hold the goat's horns, don't tighten your back, and don't hold the goat's belly between your legs..."

Grete nodded with a grimace. Jin Na and Gavin were squatting at a distance, muttering to each other, with flying eyes:

"Oh, humans."

"Oh, mage."

"As long as you can walk, don't ask for too much."

"After all, we are not dwarves..."

Bernard squatted beside him without saying a word. Pack the sleeping bag, pack the tent, set up the rocks, pour water into the pot, add bacon, potatoes, and cabbage. They all packed up and came over with the pot:

"boss--"

Grete helped him move over step by step. When he came to the stove made of stones, he patted the space bag and a pile of charcoal fell down. Then he stretched out his hand and flicked the flame, and the fire suddenly burst into flames in the stove.

"sharp!"

"It's comfortable to go out with the mage."

"Gretel, you are amazing!"

The teammates cheered, each reaching out for a bowl and receiving a bowl of hot soup. He toasted the hot pancakes by the fire, put a piece of cheese on it, and ate it in big gulps.

"Gretel, come here!" A sandwich was stretched out from the side, but Gavin returned the favor and stabbed it directly under Grete's nose:

"You want to try our stuff too!"

With the dwarves watching eagerly, Gretel has no other choice but to accept this kindness...

That thing is not so much a sandwich as it is two thick pieces of unleavened bread, solid, with a layer of cheese sandwiched inside, which is more than one centimeter thick!

Grete struggled to open his mouth as wide as possible before he could take a bite of the pie and cheese. The goat cheese had a strong sour taste, and as soon as it touched the tip of his tongue, Gretel was immediately sour that his facial features twitched.

The further you get to the top of the mountain, the colder the wind becomes, even in summer. Only by having a hot meal in the morning can you withstand the knife-like cold wind. Gretel managed to take a sip of the vegetable soup, swallowed the cheese sandwich, and comforted himself:

Think of it as understanding the local flavor…

They meandered along the ridge. The Hermon Mountains are said to be formed from the bodies of giants, but in Grete's opinion, they are formed by the extrusion of the earth's crust and have been eroded by glaciers for a long time. The mountain range is long and narrow, with more than a dozen peaks several thousand meters indistinctly connected. The ridges are steep and the walls stand like knives.

At this moment, the group of people was heading north on the back of the sword. To the right is the vast wilderness, and to the left as far as the eye can see, you can even see sparkling waves. There are steep hillsides on both sides, and a trail in the middle is only a few meters wide at its narrowest point, which can only allow a goat to jump across.

When I raised my head, I saw the snow capped sky, so close that I could reach out and touch it.

The mountain wind howls. Grete gave himself the blessing of [cold and heat resistance], and wanted to give it to others. Prince Rosega was the first to jump away, waving his hands in decline:

"No, no, no! According to the rules, we have to climb up on our own! Besides, the wind is nothing to us. You keep your spells and prepare for changes!"

Others followed suit and refused. Gretel could only shrink his hands silently, grabbed a handful of casting materials and put them in his pocket, ready to deal with special situations at any time. For example, releasing the Feather Falling Technique for teammates, or throwing a Dragon Breath Hand out...

On this day's departure, the formation changed again. The shield warrior Felai took the lead, Prince Rothergar walked second, and Bernard walked in the middle pulling Gretel's goat.

Hanna followed closely behind them, looking left and right. After Gavin and Jin Na broke up, the two of them got together and joked quietly from time to time.

"Gavin, don't talk!" Prince Rosega suddenly turned around and scolded. Grete was stunned:

"What's wrong?"

"There seems to be something wrong." Bernard tightened his hands and grabbed the horns of the sheep. The goat stopped immediately. He stood in front of Gretel, took a breath, closed his eyes, and listened:

"I always feel something is wrong, but I just can't tell. Boss, don't stop the protective spell on your body, keep it on!"

Gretel didn't think anything was wrong, but Bernard was so solemn that he repainted the mage armor, adding one to the front, back, left, and right. His left hand reached into his pocket and silently held a test tube of oxygen.

At the same time, the dwarves also took off their weapons and took them all in their hands. Bernard had a goat's horn in one hand and a big bone club in the other, and he moved like a tiger in the team.

Behind the rocks in the distance, a man in gray clothes lay down, pulling up his hood to cover his face. The clouds moved, and soon, his figure merged with the mountain rocks and could no longer be seen clearly.

From morning to noon, from noon to afternoon, nothing happened. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Prince Rosega turned back and said to Gretel on the back of the sheep:

"Today we will arrive at the Holy Mountain and stop below the snow line. The goats can't climb up, so we have to find a place to settle them. Tomorrow we will climb up on two legs. There is a place for tying sheep nearby, right here In front, some rocks may have fallen apart after not being used for too long. We were the first to arrive, so we need to repair it..."

The sun's shadow is slanting westward. Bernard had already begun to look left and right, looking for a place to camp tonight. Suddenly, the goats the team was riding became collectively restless!

"hold head high--"

The head sheep screamed loudly. Gretel didn't even react, and his whole body was pushed backwards, almost falling over. At the critical moment, Bernard's hand holding the sheep's horn increased his strength in time and pressed down:

"Hey!"

Grete barely sat down. The other dwarves were not so lucky. They were carried by their mounts and turned around to escape. Those goats didn't even care about the sheep, turned their backs to the mountain, and ran away like crazy. The dwarves were heard shouting desperately:

"Stop, stop - hold the goats, don't let them jump off the cliff - run along the ridge, along the ridge -"

What happened? Gretel didn't have time to ask, so he first slapped the protective spell on himself. Just after I took the second shot, there was a sharp roar above my head, and a huge sense of terror came over me. Before you even see it, it’s already so overwhelming that you can’t breathe——

Grete looked up suddenly. White mist surges overhead, and snow and dust roll down like a wall!

"Avalanche!" Gretel shouted. Suddenly, the body became light and Bernard was able to pick it up. The leader of the sheep beneath him let out a mournful cry, turned around and ran away. After running for two steps, a figure passed by. Bernard grabbed Grete's belt and ran faster than the leader of the sheep!

run!

Run!

Run!

Grete had no time to protect himself, so he turned around and kept casting blessing spells on Bernard. 【Cat's Lightness】! 【Bear's Tenacity】! [Power of the Barbarian Bull]! [Shield Technique]! [Mage Armor]!

Snow waves surge behind. Gretel didn't dare to look back, only hearing the dull thunderous sound approaching continuously, and the snow mist had already touched the upper part of Bernard's shoes. Suddenly, there was a loud noise ahead, and something huge fell from the sky, cutting off the path ahead——

The two people were hit by the snow waves and couldn't stop the car, so they crashed into it. At the critical moment, Bernard picked up Grete, used a bone stick to support him, jumped on the thing, and then jumped from the other side.

The snow waves rolled up and stirred up the waves of Laogao, but finally stopped on it and did not continue to extend forward.

"Hoo, ho, ho..."

Gretel held up his knees and gasped for air. He turned around, looked at the huge existence falling from the sky, took a few steps back, looked again, and stepped back again...

"It's actually a dragon! - Didn't we say that the dragon is still seven or eight hundred miles away?"

(Who dares to say "Sister Lin fell from the sky?" Who am I to bite!)

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