Chapter 214: The thief in the ruins, secretly fighting

Earlier, Lu Zhengkang, who had turned into a troll, went to the woods to retrieve his mother's long sword and also collected her remains.
This incident did not leave a deep impression on him, and he himself was not willing to look back on this memory.
However, on the second day after leaving Jonas, he missed his own mother very much.
Mothers.
The one on earth, Nati and Paya in the Hollow Knight, Liang Rulian and Li Meizheng in the picture scroll of Taiwu, and then there is the mother of Nord in this life.
Lu Zhengkang already knew his mother's name, and Garna drank blood.
Garna means warrior in Nordic, and also expresses a kind of determination.
Drinking blood is her nickname and her last name.
Lu Zhengkang used a giant axe to cut down a tall pine tree and chopped off a piece of wood as a tombstone. There was no lettering for the time being, and it simply stood before the soil. Such funeral rites are completely different from Nordic tradition.
The troll man sat cross-legged in front of the fresh tombstone, leaning his head with his right hand in deep thought. The wide body is hidden in the shade of the trees and robe, like a figurine statue in front of the tomb.
The continuous influx of mana and the use of magic made his temperament become sentimental. Perhaps the Nordic barbarians do not like magic for this reason. They are like the ice and snow in the sky and the steel in the furnace, and they pursue straightforward thinking. .
The long-lost homesickness made the troll people want to sing a song, but the words came to their lips, and it was like falling into the abyss, without even a ripple or splash.
He decided to turn his attention to the task and updated the log by the way.
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Task three (not completed) understand the magic system.
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Task two (unfinished) learn written words
The two were in a hurry.
Mission 1 (unfinished) Go to the peak of Ingle
This is too far.
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Mission two (unfinished) explore the ancient ruins in the southeast of the tundra.
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Mission four (unfinished) explore the shipwreck ruins on the northeastern coast of the tundra.
Lu Zhengkang rubbed his face, lifted the giant axe, and headed eastward.
The ancient ruins in the southeast are huge in scale. Although most of them have been buried by geological changes, there are only three exposed parts, separated by tens to 100 miles.
Lu Zhengkang entered the ruins of a cracked ice valley. It looked like the main entrance. The highest point of the vault was more than three hundred feet away from the surface of the ice sheet.
There were a few empty wooden barrels at the door, besides, there was a pool of fresh blood.
Is it a guest? The trollman scratched the turbulent mane on his chin.
The black metal gate was only one person wide and the relief was exquisite. Except for some traces of erosion, there was no rust. Lu Zhengkang thought about opening the door for a while.
Pushing the door in, the wolves filed in behind Lu Zhengkang.
The entrance is a narrow corridor with an iron fence at the end. Behind the iron fence is a wide space. The place is filled with strong stale smell and dust, which makes the nose choking.
In addition, there is also a human taste.
The smell of blood. There were blood drops scattered on the ground, very inconspicuous, extending into the inner hall.
Lu Zhengkang frowned. There should be a lot of valuables in this ruin. The kid Jonas wants to read, so he can't let it go.
The wolves were restless, and kept spinning around Lu Zhengkang. The troll man gave them a wolf and a small brain, and drove them away.
The corridor was cleared, and Lu Zhengkang stood in front of the iron fence and found that the opening mechanism cable was opposite the door. In this way, it turned out that he had entered the remains through the back door.
The troll man used his axe handle to pass through the gap in the fence, stretched into the hoop of the cable, and pressed down, listening to the muffled noise from the wall, the fence slowly rising.
The roaring sound of the machinery has not stopped, a black light has flashed in front of Lu Zhengkang's eyes, and the troll man raised his great axe, and at the moment of his death, he blocked the dark arrow with a thick axe face.
The bows and arrows were silent, but now the sound of the trembling strings is completely covered by the noise of the fence rising. In the darkness, the sneak attacker still did not show any signs.
After the incoming arrow hit the axe, the arrow shaft broke, overflowing with blue venom, and quickly evaporating a poisonous mist, which made the nose sore.
Holding the axe handle in both hands, the troll man walked towards the hall step by step.
This is a round hall with a stone structure and vertical and horizontal wooden pillars on both sides. There are many collapses and breakages. Lu Zhengkang is located on a high platform with a wide view and a magnificent style. The tomb was well lit, with torches igniting the brazier, but it could not fully illuminate the entire wide space. Large shadows were distributed in the low places under the steps and around the walls.
Lu Zhengkang inhaled gently, smelling a faint smell of blood.
With the cover of the black robe, except for a pair of hairy hands, the trolls are hidden, making them mysterious and unimaginable.
The smell of humans is distributed in many places. Lu Zhengkang walked step by step in the direction with the strongest smell. The double-sided axe blade was swimming in the air little by little without trembling. It can be used as a sharp spear at any time, and a half-foot diameter ball is embedded at the end of the axe handle, or it can replace the hammer.
Such a superfluous and complicated weapon in the hands of a martial arts master like Lu Zhengkang can really be used as a weapon of all kinds.
The heavy breathing of the troll seemed to reverberate in the deep tomb, and there was no more noise, neither footsteps nor the second person's breathing.
Little by little, I walked to the place where the smell of blood was the strongest. Behind a pouring stone pillar, there was no one but a pool of blood and a pile of blood-stained cloth.
The entire space of the tomb was closed. Except for the corridor where Lu Zhengkang came in, there was no second way to survive. The sneak attacker must have not stayed away.
Lu Zhengkang was silent for a long time, and the air was silent.
He coughed and slowly said in lingua franca, "I am not malicious, just asking for money, we can join hands to explore the cemetery..."
At this moment, a cold chuckle suddenly came from behind him, and when he slowly twisted his body, the next instant, the sound of arrows breaking through the air came from both sides at the same time.
That sneak attacker has a companion?
Without thinking about it, Lu Zhengkang swung his giant axe and smashed a big ball that did not leak. A black arrow was shot down~EbookFREE.me~ Seeing the direction, it turned out to be a direct attack.
There is only one person on the other side.
The opponent will be able to illusion, maybe invisible.
If you confuse your audience through the phantom sound technique, most people must be lost.
"I repeat, I am not malicious."
Successive footsteps sounded from all directions, and looking around, there was no half-personal influence.
Lu Zhengkang frowned, and there was a flash in his palm. A small flame element floated into the void in a burst of falling brits, and suddenly appeared on the scene. The torch inside the tomb instantly ignited the brazier, and the flame element hurriedly released a red and gorgeous flower on a long column. The fireball, the explosion sounded, a figure in red and black light armor rolled outwards, with a short cloak behind his back being ignited by the flames, this person had not had time to stand up, the troll man had arrived in front of him silently and slammed with a giant axe. Fall, standing in front of the attacker.
After he stepped on the thief's back, Lu Zhengkang stretched out his hand to pinch the back of the opponent's neck. At this moment, the thief bowed and raised his leg, and a frost blade popped out from the heel of his boots, piercing the spine of the troll.
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