159: Chapter 5: The Visitor on the Iceberg_1 159: Chapter 5: The Visitor on the Iceberg_1 Frozen stiff?
Not if your blood is made of ice.———————- An ancient proverb of the Mammoth Clan.
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It’s the Beamon Mammoth Clan, which vanished years ago.
Not only Helen, but also Liu Zhenhan was so astonished that he couldn’t close his mouth.
The Mammoths also belong to the Orephin Giant Elephant Clan, but in the traditional Beamon terminology, people prefer to call them Woolly Mammoths because of their thick coats of long hair.
However, compared to the average Giant Elephant, Mammoths are even more colossal and muscular, emanating imnse power.
This is a race of powerful warriors that can even make Cyclops feel inferior.
In the ancient proverbs of the Bimon Beastn, if one wanted to comnd a warrior for his strength, they generally liked to use the phrase, “Look, this guy is as strong as a Mammoth!”
The Mammoth Clan has always been a sparsely populated race.
After the Heigar battle, many sentinel races were wiped out, leaving the authorities no leisure to seek traces of the Mammoth Clan.
The most recent record of the Mammoth Clan in the “Ceremonial Code” dates back to eight hundred years ago when a distinguished human king nad Wu Dawei ruled over the southern part of the Aegean Continent.
It was said that he conquered all territories around the Caspian Sea, with his military feats shining brightly.
Under the banner of Wu Dawei, renowned across the continent for his military prowess, there were four mammoth strongn serving in the ceremony guard.
Since then, there has been no record or ntion of this King of strongn in the annals or legends of the Pan Continent.
The temple initially believed that this Orephin Clan had, like the Valenbuer bats, defected to the human side, and they were concerned about the fate of these traitors.
The Valenbuer batn had sided with the humans even before the Heigar battle.
To honor their allegiance, humans generously knighted them, awarding them noble titles.
Almost every batman held a noble title.
But following the Heigar War, the Valenbuer batn disappeared, labeled as “Vampires” by humans, nearly decimated with only a few survivors hidden among the human populations.
The temple believed that if the Mammoth Clan too had defected to the humans, betraying the God of War, they would certainly face a fate similar to that of the Valenbuer batn.
They would be utterly wiped out by these cunning humans.
What surprised the two scholarly priests the most was not seeing a race that was officially deed defectors.
What they found hard to believe was how these Mammoth strongn managed to survive in the bitter cold of Tarlarya?
All mbers of the Orephin Giant Elephant Clan, though omnivorous, could not do without tropical fruits—-bananas, in particular, were as essential to them as water.
They also needed to eat so red soil each year.
Among Beamon, those with the strangest eating habits were them.
Like the great traitors, the Valenbuer batn who loved to drink fresh blood, their peculiar eating habits greatly limited the growth of their population.
Could they have given up bananas?
Helen wondered, frowning.
Liu Zhenhan said, “If the Giant Elephant Clan can give up bananas, then I can quit smoking!” He speculated they might have found a substitute.
“Why scare these frolicking children?” said the Mammoth warrior Korina with a roar, waving his bone knife.
His large eyes, covered by long eyebrows, flickered with anger.
Liu Zhenhan had now seen clearly that this knife was made of a curved Mammoth tusk.
He did not doubt its sharpness in the slightest.
Even if this Mammoth warrior were unard, he could probably tear a wild yak in half effortlessly.
“I’m sorry, truly sorry.” Helen, holding back her agitated husband, stepped forward, opened her thick fur coat, revealing her white ceremonial robe and the shiny silver dusa Badge.
“Warrior Korina!
I didn’t expect even the children of the Mammoth Clan to be so strong.
We apologize for our impudence.” Helen took out a big, pink apple from her bag and waved to Vincent, the “child” of the Mammoth Clan.
The Mammoth “child” ran over in a hop, skip, and a jump, grabbed the apple, took a big bite, dragging a long line of shiny snot down the apple.
Liu Zhenhan broke into a cold sweat, thinking that the child’s playful deanor was terrifying.
He was even bigger than Liu Zhenhan and trotted around as he walked.
“Thank you, sister!” The Mammoth child laughed at Helen with an innocent and naive smile, his voice as thick as a big bell, causing Liu Zhenhan to break out into goosebumps.
The Mammoth warriors, initially tensed, seed to have softened sowhat.
After all, taking a person’s food is equivalent to becoming beholden to them.
“Eat slowly, my dear.
I still have more.” Helen tried to reach the child’s head on her tiptoes but couldn’t.
Liu Zhenhan hurriedly put on his white ceremonial robe, after all, as a noble, he couldn’t walk around bare-chested before the common people.
“May I ask what important business has brought you two to Tarlarya?” The Mammoth Clan warrior, Korina, showed no interest in the two white ceremonial robes.
“We are priests from the Sacred Altar.” said Liu Zhenhan.
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