The fortress in the center of lost heart Bay was not built by the heartless witches. The rock fortress, which looks like a reef, is said to have come from a more distant time. It is even said that the building stood here when the first pioneers found lost heart Bay. And the rulers of all ages seem to have a special preference for this fortress and regard it as their base camp. Over time, no matter how powerful or weak they were, occupying the fortress meant having dominion over the city. In contrast, no matter how strong the tsunami washes out of lost heart Bay, this fortress will stand here as usual after the tsunami subsides, declaring that the new cycle will start as usual.
After the witches occupied the building, they transformed it into a real magic fortress with their good skills. It is said that if they don''t get the invitation from the witches, they will get an incurable curse just to get close to it. What''s more, no matter what kind of influence the unknown magic power may have on visitors, there is also a guard in front of the gate of the central fortress that people dare not take risks. People don''t know his name, and they don''t know his origin, but that doesn''t prevent them from giving him a nickname, shanguai, in the discussion of the pub.
Mountain monster is a very intuitive name, because the gatekeeper is really as big as a giant monster living in the mountains among the poets. He is about 2.5 meters in height, and his muscle lines are very obvious even under the cover of armor. Mountain monster never talks. Some people say that this is because he was pulled out of his tongue by a witch. Others say that the monster is not human at all, because no human being has such a pair of indifferent and lifeless eyes. They can only judge the troll from his eyes. A black iron helmet envelops his whole face. Only the six air holes on the door and the opening in front of his eyes prove that this is not a statue.
Shanguai''s weapon is a long gun, or something shaped like a spear. Ordinary people''s small arm''s barrel can cause fatal damage just by hitting people. As for the black gun head, it can be regarded as the hammer head of a heavy hammer. Such a weapon doesn''t look like it''s used to deal with human beings. It''s even overqualified to attack horses. Maybe only the legendary weapons used to fight against dragons or sea monsters need to be forged like this.
Of course, weapons are not bigger and heavier, the better. Heavy weapons can not bring victory to users, but may affect their performance. Inertia matching weight makes all skills a joke. So although people recognize the mountain monster''s oppressive power, not everyone thinks he is invincible. Every once in a while, someone who doesn''t know what''s going on is trying to challenge the goalkeeper to prove his strength or try to replace him. But the mountain monster is still standing here, as if even the arrival of the tsunami can not let him move a step.
So is the mountain monster a flesh and blood puppet made by a witch? That''s not entirely true, because, for shanguai at least, he''s standing here for the heartless sorceress out of his own will. But perhaps it was too close to the magic fortress that even the gatekeeper himself could not tell whether the willingness was due to a generous reward or the result of the influence of magic. But what is the difference between the two? The mountain monster shakes its head, and the armor collides with each other due to the host''s activities, making a low and stiff sound.
The burly soldier bowed to the comer. The man who approached the fortress just waved his hand at will, and then he would walk into the gate beside the mountain monster. However, the loyal gatekeeper didn''t let him go this time. He took a little step towards the gate. Although he still half bowed his head, the meaning of obstruction was obvious.
"Get out of the way." The visitor opened her mouth impolitely, and her well groomed eyebrows rose in anger. The mountain monster didn''t move away, but he held out his empty hand and pointed to what was dragging behind him. It was a child whose rag coat had been badly worn down in the drag, revealing half of his tattered body. The child seems to be dying, but after all, he has not really died, so he can''t enter.
"I said, get out of the way." Her tone became more intolerant. Although the witches admit that the troll is very competent as a gatekeeper, he sometimes seems to be too competent. Especially in the face of young witches, they always feel that the gatekeeper did not give them due respect.
"No, enter." It seems that the gear that hasn''t been running for many years is suddenly turned again. The mountain monster took a lot of effort to say these two words. Then he quickly bowed his head and apologized for offending his master in this way. Of course, his apology was not conveyed to the witch in front of him.
"Hiss!" The sound of the venomous snake spitting out its message. The woman with a beautiful face untied her weapon from her leg, a whip made of three sea snakes. She demonstrated with her left hand to tease the three snake heads with whip heads. These three sea snakes are notoriously poisonous in the nearby waters. No brave sailor would dare to continue to confront their owners under the threat of such weapons. However, the mountain monster is not a sailor, so he just keeps his previous posture and looks ahead with his eyes blankly, leaving the poisonous snakes to show off in front of him.
The witch raised her eyebrows, and her anger had been raised to a rather terrible height, and the pleasure of finding a sick chicken had been wiped out. So she raised her whip, and intended to let the gatekeeper, who did not know how to change his mind, had a good taste of disobeying his master. But the pair of cold eyes hiding under the armor forced the snake whip to slowly put down again. She couldn''t see fear and anger in her eyes, she couldn''t see anything, and whipping a stone didn''t feel good, it just made people feel stupid.Sea snake, once again wrapped around the witch''s thigh, she loosened the rope tied to the child''s neck. "Watch him, if he''s out of breath when I come back, you''ll die too!" With that, she walked into the fortress angrily. Leaving the mountain monster and the child lying on the ground covering the wound.
The sound of the armor collision let the child ignore the pain of the wound. He looked up and saw a black iron helmet and the cold eyes behind him. The poor boy had never heard of the troll before. He had no way to know what was in front of him and what he would do to himself. He wanted to run away, but his body was stiff with fear.
The gatekeeper stares at the child and slowly reaches out to untie a small bag from his waist. The big hand in the metal glove put the bag in the palm of the hand and sent it to the child. "Drink, water."
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