Karu finally woke up under the "death gaze" of the Black Wolf Lord. This guy who is a bit ambitious but still belongs to the brainless face-shaped berserker in essence. His mind is so big that he can almost be immune to the influence of chaos erosion.
"Okay, okay, it seems you are serious." Karu drank a few more glasses of sobering wine with a slight chill in the morning and said shaking his head: "You are not the first foreigner to want our secrets, and you must not be the last one, but you have to know that this kind of tattoo is a coming-of-age ceremony for a Youtonheimer, and it is also a kind of honor. If you want to get its special power, you must be recognized by the Youtonheimer."
Although I said a lot, the Berserker finally saved Yuan Nan several times in Xu Yichen. You are now retreating from the gaze you are talking about qualifications with me.
"First of all, you have to be a recognized warrior. In this regard, you are qualified as a demon hunter. Secondly, you have to be strong enough." The Berserker looked at Xu Yichen with a critical look at his height that was only high on his chest, and then saw the [War Disaster], which is not much smaller than his giant axe, and curled his lips: "Okay, you are qualified as a part of this, and finally and most importantly, you have to have enough money. Those tattoo masters charge very high, especially for you outsiders."
For players, is money a problem? Isn’t it natural to spend money to become stronger?
"Old man, get up and pee!" When Xu Yichen was exploring the secrets of the Youtonheim people, Vitoria kicked open the door of the tattoo master of the North Feng clan: "The sun is on the tree, are you still sleeping? You are wasting your life old man."
The female warrior unreasonably picked up the old tattoo master from the bed, exposing her dry and thin body to the biting air in the morning: "I am sorry, old man, your remaining little life cannot withstand such waste!"
"You crazy man! Demon! Let me go!" As one of the few tattoo masters among the Youtonheim people, the old man can no longer remember how many years he has not suffered such a crime. Is this female barbarian a bastard born from a mixed-blood with green skin?
Vitoriya shook the old man's body in the air for a while, making sure that the other party's muscles and bones were moving before speaking: "The young men in your tribe probably can't get up today, so I won't go through the situation. Let's start work quickly. I don't spend so much time on you. I'll finish it early!"
"Fuck the old gods and the old man's egg!" The old tattoo master felt a gust of blood. If he was fifty years younger, he would have to pick up his axe and die with her!
In the end, the old tattoo master compromised. He must admit that the female barbarian in front of him is really a genius with a unique skeleton and no one in a thousand. From his perspective, this female barbarian is likely to embark on the road of legend in the future.
In the history of the Youtonheim people, there has never been a true legendary powerhouse. Even the self-contained magic tattoo craftsmanship of Youtonheim has always been a trick of the wilderness witch doctor. It is unknown and cannot be reached on the big table.
"Go to the stone and lie down for me!" The old man put on his coat, picked up his tattoo tool, changed his previous cowardly look, and instructed the female warrior arrogantly: "Your muscles are too stiff, and my needles are not easy to fill in. Today is the coloring process, using the true dragon blood inherited from our Beifeng Tribe! If you don't want the effect of the tattoo to be reduced, you can relax your muscles, otherwise I will not be able to guarantee the effect!"
"Old man, if you dare to spend my time, I will tear down your broken tribe!" Vitoria finally defeated in front of a real craftsman, and went out to relax her muscles obediently.
After all, her muscle strength is really scary now. If it weren't for the North Wind Clan's tattoo tools that were specifically targeted at Berserkers, they wouldn't have pierced her skin.
"You are so strong that you look like a bear, you are clearly arranged by me! Humph!" The old man began to make pigments leisurely.
He really didn't lie. The reason why the tattoo craftsmanship of the Youtonheim people is magical is that in addition to the tattoo techniques they have passed down over thousands of years, they also need the cooperation of materials.
A blood scab the size of a fingernail on his hand was said to be the blood of a real dragon, and it has been passed down in the Beifeng Tribe for more than 500 years.
Although the old man himself did not believe that this was the blood of the real dragon, this thing was indeed not invaded by the cold and heat over the years, and the insects and rats over the years. Over the years, only this small piece on his hand is left, and he can use it again at most.
There are not many warriors in history who can withstand the "Dragon" tattoo, but the old man believes that the woman is strong and strong like a bear, and she will definitely be able to withstand it!
"We Yudunheims were scattered into many small tribes, living in the black forest as a clan. Our clan was called the Beast Hunter clan. Later, under the leadership of the clan leader, the territory became larger and larger, and swallowed many small clans. So they changed their name to Yudunheim clan." Karu explained to Xu Yichen the division of the power of the Yudunheim: "Our tribe has a wealth of warrior civilization, and its tattooing skills have long been cut off. They can only trade with other clans to obtain tattoos."
The Berserker proudly pointed to the poisonous scorpion tattoo on his face: "This is what the great tattoo artist of the North Feng clan personally tattooed me. Every day, it can turn part of my saliva into toxic acid and store it. It is very useful when dealing with enemies."
"Are the North Wind Clan far away from here?" Xu Yichen took out the map of Far South that had been reproofread by the Retribution Team and placed it in front of Karu. As his strength at hand increased, the Seris no longer listed the map as a confidential item.
The Berserker frowned and looked at it for a long time, shook his head: "I can't understand your map. From here, we can find the territory of the North Feng clan in three days. If you are interested, I can take you there to see if there is a chance to let that great tattoo master take action. He is one of the top tattoo masters among us Youtonheim!"
Karu was silent for a moment and looked at Xu Yichen calmly: "I want to challenge their strongest warriors. The North Wind Clan is the beginning. I want to condense the Youtonheims into a fist! Gast said you might be willing to support me, can I believe you, the Demon Hunter?"
"Are you willing to bleed in the future war? We have many enemies, and in addition to Chaos Accident, there are more outsiders, and the church protected by the gods. Even so, are you still willing to stand on my side?" Xu Yichen gave Karu a vaccination: "That's not a single person, the hole that can be filled by the blood of two people. The future of the Black Forest will be shrouded in a sea of ​​corpses and blood!"
Chapter completed!