Neither of them left the bonfire until the next morning. ＊WwW.suimeng.lā

They are not the two teams they met before, and they have no interest in "persuading fights". The ultimate goal is to catch a few steel-clawed moles and the mutated black-clawed mole.

"According to your information, there should be no special resources on the island. How could there be a team of wizards landing? And if you can fight with a group of wizards like this, the strength of the other group is definitely not weak. You have to be careful about the momentum last night."

Donald thought about the ring he found under the palm of the corpse last night. Abbott's letter said that this ring and another were tokens of the sect of wizards.

Is it possible that these wizards came to find the man who died here?

"I don't know either. Although there are many people who know about the steel-clawed mole on Moss Island, if this exotic beast doesn't cooperate with a specific recipe, even if it is caught and eaten, the effect will be very general. The willfulness of the palm skin and a small increase in strength are basically because those who want to catch do not have this ability, and those who are able to catch do not care about this little improvement. Therefore, there are not many people here in the past, but this time it is a sudden change. situation."

It's normal for someone to rob him. Anthony called Donald to help him because he was worried that someone would rob him, but this group of wizards came to rob him.

"Looking at the weather, it should be raining, Finger, you will stay in your backpack later, don't come out, understand?"

Stepping on the bonfire and turning off the whale oil lamp, Donald glanced at his pocket watch. At 7 am, it was the end of August. The sky should be bright at this time, but through the gap in the forest, all he could see was a large gray cloud.

"Return immediately after finding the black-clawed mole. The steel-clawed mole has already achieved the goal. We don't know what happened on this island. If you find a black-clawed mole, leave."

Anthony took the waterproof cloak out of his backpack and put it on. It's not a good idea to get caught in the rain on such an island.

Of course Donald had this in his backpack.

Going deep into the forest according to the map obtained before, Donald will basically turn on his spiritual vision every 2 to 3 minutes to confirm the surrounding situation and prevent ambush or sneak attack.

In the center of Moss Island, the topography has changed. It stands to reason that the denser the woods are, the more sparse it is. The stacked large stones have become the main tone here. There is even a stone forest in the deepest part, standing everywhere. Stone pillars several meters high.

"It should be here. This stone forest is the nest of the black-clawed mole."

Putting away the drawings, Anthony pulled the rain-proof cloak above his head and stretched out his hand. He could already see some raindrops hanging from the sky.

It's raining, the rain is not heavy, it can only be regarded as ordinary.

The two moved separately and searched for the hole of the black-clawed mole. The stone forest was not large in size, but there were too few hidden places. It took more than an hour for a carpet-like search to find one in the haystack under a stone pillar. hole.

"Look at the blood here, it's down there."

Fingers twitched a few blades of grass with blood on them.

A new question arose, how to hold a black-clawed mole.

"The same way to deal with black-clawed moles, I don't think it's feasible."

They did manage to defend a steel-clawed mole last night, but that was under the premise that it was defenseless. As a mutant, the black-clawed mole was undoubtedly more intelligent than the steel-clawed mole, let alone It suffered a loss at the hands of humans yesterday, and it must act more carefully.

"It was mentioned in the notes that the black-clawed mole is extremely aggressive and cannot tolerate something invading its territory. We can make a fuss about it. Do you know water spells?"

The black-clawed mole rat's territory is obviously this stone forest, but they have stayed here for a while and have not been attacked, which means that the black-clawed mole rat may have shrunk its range and turned from the ground to the ground.

"You want to drown it out? But I don't know water spells,"

Pour water into the burrow, the black-clawed mole may be able to swim, but he can't hold his breath underwater, but Donald's current elemental spells are only fire and thunder.

"Then you have to think of other ways to stimulate it. The mole hole is deep underground. Ordinary gunshots and blasting should not work. Even if you know water spells, you need to pour the black-clawed mole out of it. A lot of time, eh?"

Anthony crouched on the edge of the hole, lost in thought.

"I think I have a way to fill the entire hole. Whether it's water or anything else, it's not as efficient as me. Get up."

What is the fastest thing that fills a space, light?

What if it's an underground space with lots of barriers and turns? sound!

It's up to you, Sonic Toad!

When the runes flashed and the dark green big toad appeared beside the stone pillar, Anthony stared at it for a while.

"Is this your pet?"

Anthony took a step back, not used to being stared at by a monster about his height.

"The back is my pet, this is my thug, remember the meat I got last time, it was from it, this strange thing can collect all kinds of souls and make them mine My subordinate, so if nothing else happens, this black-clawed mole will be my second thug."

When Anthony came back last night, Donald had already put away the sonic toad. Now it's just a supplementary introduction, nothing to hide, just like Anthony told Donald the secret of his two short knives yesterday.

The relationship between the two is no longer a simple cooperation, but can exchange some more private information.

"Do these souls have self-awareness, can they grow by themselves?"

"You are very discerning, this strange thing is an ordinary object in the hands of others, the soul has no self-consciousness, and it cannot achieve self-growth, but in my hands, both things can be done. arrive!"

Anthony's eyesight is unquestionable, just a short period of observation, he noticed the defect of the bone spirit disk, it makes sense that this strange object can flow into Rastole's hands and not be used by him.

The souls it absorbs and summons have no self-consciousness, that is to say, once the number increases, not to mention whether they can completely control these souls, in fact, whether the person holding the bone spirit plate can make good use of these souls. Have to say otherwise.

In the fierce battle, how can there be so much thought to command these unconscious souls who need full remote control?

Moreover, these souls have actually been greatly weakened after they were collected, just like the reminder that the sonic toad was nearly half smaller when it was summoned, and its strength was greatly reduced. If it wasn't for Donald's siphon bone ring to help it swallow energy There is also demon activation so that it can digest energy autonomously, and the sonic toad will not grow at all.

To put it bluntly, this strange object, only Donald's ability can fully stimulate its potential. In the hands of others, this strange object is worth a few hundred gold pounds, but in Donald's hands, the price is thousands!

"Sonic toad, frog croak."

The order was given, and Donald and Anthony took a few steps back, watching Sonic Toad lying down at the entrance of the hole.

quack~~

The sonic toad that devoured several souls has grown in strength now, and the sound of frogs can penetrate the eardrums. It's nothing to do with Donald being shunned outside the sphere of influence of the frogs. Anthony has to go around in a big circle. Go to Donald, behind Sonic Toad.

"Does it work?"

"I have to wait a little longer. I don't feel anything at the moment. We both stand away. There is no smell on the sonic toad. It may be that our smell makes the black-clawed mole not dare to come up. Before the spray of the smell of plant roots any left?"

Donald kept his spiritual vision turned on, paid attention to the underground situation, and turned to Anthony after a while.

"The two of us step back and let it deal with the black-clawed mole later?"

Anthony took out the spray, handed a bottle, and the two stepped back while spraying.

"Don't worry, this guy is no weaker than the black-clawed mole when he is alive. Isn't it refusing to come out? I force it to come out, we can just watch by the side."

The person did not step forward, but just stepped back while facing the sonic toad, and the dark green fire line merged into its body. This was only a first-order reinforcement that consumed 3 points of mental power. Donald pinpointed the time when the state reinforcement was completed, and said,

"Sonic Toad, take out the black-clawed mole."

goo~

Compared with the sluggishness before, the Sonic Toad, who was given life by the demon's activation, turned around and nodded his head with a light call to show his understanding.

"Your ability is incredible. It seems that it is absolutely correct to find you to cooperate this time."

Anthony thought that the dark green flame that appeared in Donald's hands, which could give the Sonic Toad more power and wisdom, was his talent. In fact, it was not much worse.

The strengthened sonic toad turned towards the hole again, and the frog croak this time was obviously a notch stronger than the last one~lightnovelpub.net~ While the sound wave was transmitted, the soil and grass at the entrance of the hole trembled wildly, and the tone became extremely sharp.

"coming!"

The black-clawed mole's aggression finally overcame its escaping thoughts, and Donald saw the red light rushing upwards.

The Sonic Toad also noticed that when the Black Clawed Mole rushed out, it was Sonic Toad's **** mouth.

It bit the black-clawed mole's paw in one bite, swung it back and forth in mid-air, and when it reacted to raise its other paw, it spit it out in time, and threw it directly to a stone pillar next to it.

呲! !

The black-clawed mole's front paws are really extraordinary, even with this level of biting and shaking, they still failed to tear them apart, just gnawed out a few blood holes.

This made Donna more interested in its soul.

What should be the name?

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