OBS Chapter 114: Alien Species
Chapter 114: Alien Species
Deep in the Spine of the World, in front of the ancestral hall of the Frostbeard clan.
Two very different figures were fighting back and forth on the snow.
A burly giant who was twenty feet tall, or six meters tall in Blue Star's measurement, was holding a "dagger" that was not even as long as his arm in both hands and waving it in an extremely awkward posture.
The other one was a little over six feet tall, with black hair and black eyes. He held two green sticks in his hands and hit the other one from time to time.
After being forcibly interrupted by a middle-aged bald man who turned into a dragon, the battle started again with the instigation of an old frost giant who was holding a dog.
Although the Wild Giant leader was extremely powerful and agile, he didn't do any effective damage because his weapon was not suitable for him.
As for Ivan on the opposite side, although he had trained well during this period and started to swing his weapon in an orderly manner, he had only learned a few moves after all, and his strength and speed were completely insufficient.
So the current situation is just a typical fight between two noobs.
It’s just that the advantage of the newbie Wild Giant is too obvious.
Seeing that although Hega was still unconscious, her breathing was steady and she was no longer in danger, Bol canceled his dragon transformation and dragged his exhausted body to the ancestor of the Frost Giants.
"The trick you learned is too taxing on your body."
Alduin looked at his grandson, and the strength of his soul was obviously weakened.
"Grandfather, I don't understand...why Ivan must go with that..."
Bol felt like his internal organs were burning with pain, which was why he had to hibernate for such a long time every time after transforming into a dragon.
"Ivan Nolihuys, you little guys are too young to know what this last name means."
……
"Foreign God?"
Luna looked at the white skeleton in front of her. This was the first time she felt any uneasy emotions in him.
She really wanted to understand what these three words meant, but now, this orc girl had to faithfully serve as a mouthpiece for her goddess.
“Your Highness Rillifane, this is the second foreign god to appear out of nowhere from the astral plane since the invasion of foreign gods twelve years ago.
Moreover, it seems that this new god is...very powerful."
"Oh?"
The old skeleton rubbed his chin, as if that would help him sort out his thoughts.
"Let me sort it out. That guy who has been hiding for twelve years can do some tricks to stir up trouble right under your noses.
So how did you find this new guy?"
Luna's mouth moved quickly a few times, then she stopped making any sounds and tried to distinguish something carefully.
It took him a long while before he answered the old skeleton's question.
"Your Highness Rillifane, that's because the other party came looking for us...
Um...it seems...Ms. Morgan and her good friend are arguing..."
"What a troublesome woman—"
The old skeleton glanced to the east of the gray haze forest, as if the answer to the question might be in that direction.
He turned around, glanced at his new student, and then spoke to Luna.
“Little guy, the truth behind these stories is probably beyond the ability of two new gods who are less than ten thousand years old to figure out.
Tell your Morgan that if there is any trouble that I can't handle, let Fulei send me a magic communication."
Before Luna could say anything, the old skeleton jumped down from the city wall and landed on the snow as light as a feather.
He touched the trunk of a beech tree with his palm and mysteriously "melted" into the tree's shadow.
"Ah?! Lord Rillifane!"
Luna wanted to shout a few more words, but the quiet gray haze forest did not give her any response.
……
"The surname Nolihus? I don't understand. Although this surname is indeed rare..."
"Rare?"
Alduin kicked the white dragons beside him twice with his big feet, making these drooling idiots behave themselves a little better.
"You are just too ignorant, Paul.
It seems that even though you have been in human society for so long, you don’t know as much about human heraldry as I do.”
"But how did you know this boy's last name?
Even I can’t remember the convoluted spelling…”
"Aha! I have a friend who can communicate directly with souls. I'll introduce him to you someday..."
This old man, who is half the height of a normal frost giant, speaks in a Rillifane-like way, evading the important issues.
“Of course, I’ve also heard about Norixius from a few old immortals.
Nolihus, the ancestor of this surname, came from some powerful existence..."
After a pause, Alduin spoke again and added something.
"Some powerful beings that do not belong to the main material plane."
Boll's movements paused noticeably.
After all, he was a high-ranking member of the druid faction, and his years of management experience enabled him to digest a huge amount of information in a short period of time.
But then, Boll returned to normal again.
In his opinion, no matter how mysterious Ivan's life experience was, it was not the focus of concern at the moment.
"Grandfather! No matter what creature Ivan is descended from, I only know that he is now a druid of the North District Cult!"
After saying that, he picked up a wooden stick at hand and prepared to go forward to help Ivan who was obviously at a disadvantage.
But before he could take the first step, he was stopped by Alduin.
"Boll, your experience in human society has made you more impatient than before...
Just watch with peace of mind, this barbarian is no match for the human boy."
Bol, whose strength had long been drained by his transformation ability, was easily stopped by Alduin.
In desperation, he could only cast his gaze towards Ivan in the distance.
At this time, humans are already in danger, and their physical deficiencies have begun to be exposed.
And his opponent can be said to be a tireless perpetual motion machine in close combat.
The wild giant leader's two-handed sword seemed to be weightless as he wielded it very quickly.
If it weren't for Alvin's immunity to frost, the cold wind blowing on his body would have frozen Alvin to death.
Ivan, whose attack range is obviously slower than his opponent's, has not had a chance to touch his opponent even once from the beginning of the game to now.
On this point, the battle records of both sides were surprisingly consistent - both used the outlining style of attacking without hitting anyone after swinging for a long time.
Boll, who was far away, felt anxious.
No, you're a spell-casting player, how can you play close combat with this giant who can slap you away with one slap!
When he usually talks about the interpretation of doctrine, he is very clear and clever.
Now he has become a reckless man who only knows how to fight tough?
But what Bol didn't know was that it wasn't Ivan who wanted to play close combat;
But before, Ivan used [Floating Spell] to travel, but now he probably can't cast more than a few spells and will have to lie on the ground.
His subconscious computing power, which was like a storm of mana, supported Ivan to fly more than 4,000 meters, but it had reached its limit...