"Uncle Raymond, are we finished?" A pale young man with despair looked at the blue sky and murmured, as if asking to those around him.

This is a young man with a high nose and light blue eyes, or a teenager, because there are small hairs on his lips. Maybe in a few years, these hairs will become as piercing beards as steel needles, but He estimates that there is no more time for this.

Because his limbs have been interrupted, blood stained his thin wooden armor, and several dog-headed dogheads are carrying him with a happy face, walking in the jungle with less dense trees.

He, Burton, was an ordinary civilian a few days ago. Just today, he became a low-level adventurer, and then followed his uncle Raymond to start his first adventure in life. Go to the edge of the jungle to collect medicine.

Now, he was captured by a group of lowest-level monsters and dogheads. God was pitiful. This was his first time. He actually encountered a group of lowest-level monsters and was caught.

"Borton, don't lose your confidence, we still have hope." On the one side, he was treated with this young man who was stinky, and there was a middle-aged man who was somewhat blessed. At this time, although he was also very embarrassed, he still looked. Calm comfort to his nephew.

"Uncle Raymond, don't lie to me." The fledgling young man turned his head slightly, staring blankly at the big face of his uncle's beard. "At the beginning, when you bewitched me into an adventurer, I shouldn't agree you."

"Burton, you have to believe me. We really have hope. This is just a group of the lowest-level dog meat people." Wearing a worn out leather armor, the body has been deformed, and a somewhat plump middle-aged person explained to his nephew. .

"They have not killed us now, it means that we have a chance to survive, and alive, we have a chance to escape, believe me, Burton, we can definitely return to the city.

At that time, I invite you to the Black Beard Tavern to find you some of the hottest girls to make you a real man. "

"The hottest woman." Burton repeated his thoughts, and there was a hint of hope in his eyes. At this moment, a breeze blew through. In the jungle, the leaves slammed, and the smell of the dog head like the same pool of standing water rushed into the young man's nasal cavity.

The disgusting smell made this young man who was still dreaming about women at the moment of life and death awake. He looked up and lifted himself, and in the jungle, the walking dog-headed man, a question appeared in his heart: he could really return to the city alive. ?

In the attack that just happened suddenly, he has made him understand that even the lowest-level monsters of this kind are not the ordinary people like him who have not cultivated their vindication.

Dog walking people, although they are short in size, their scaly skin is a natural leather armor, and their power is much stronger than him.

Looking aside, the middle-aged man saw the young man's face regain a little confidence, and proudly told him that when he was young, he was captured many times by the doghead, but every time he survived the "legendary" experience.

For the first time, he was rescued by a passing adventure group.

The second time, his captor tribe captive clashes with a Goblin tribe of equal size, and then both lose and he survives.

For the third time, a hungry fierce tiger came to the gathering place of the captors who captured him, treated all the captors as food, and swallowed them, but only passed him who was being cooked in a pot.

For the fourth time, a green dragon flew over the tribe of captives who captive him, and then the goblins threw him like crazy, chasing the direction the green dragon flew away.

"Burton, although my strength is poor, but I have seen the dragon man." The middle-aged man proudly flaunted, "Green Dragon, although I only glanced at it from afar, but that powerful figure I still remember it. "

"This is the fifth time I've been captured by a goblet," the middle-aged man looked at his youth with a stunned look, his face filled with confidence, "Trust me, we can go back alive."

I was still a virgin, and Burton marveled at his uncle's "legendary" experience. The immediate response was:

"Uncle Raymond, even if it is a storytelling to comfort me, you don't have to say so exaggerated, being captured by the doghead four times, each time survived, and the last time I saw the legendary dragon.

Even the bards wouldn't compose like this, your story wouldn't even be believed by children, don't lie to me anymore. "

"I know you're hard to believe, but this is really my real experience, and you'll know after a while. I can definitely take you back to the city. When that happens, I will take you to enjoy it."

Seeing his uncle's vowed expression, the young Burton couldn't help hesitating. What if this experience is true?

Even if it is true, the first four times are because his uncle is lucky, but now, can Uncle Raymond still have such good luck? If not, then their fate ... The Kobold is also a monster who likes to eat people.

Alas ... a dozen dogmen carried Raymond, Uncle Burton, and walked gleefully into the jungle. These dogmen looked up at the uncle and Nephew from time to time, and then swallowed hard. They restrained their appetite.

"Uncle, these ugly guys, want to eat us!" The young man looked at the gopher who swallowed drooling at him, and also swallowed hard, he was afraid.

当然 "Of course, for many monsters, humans are a very delicious food." Raymond explained calmly, "see how they want to eat us, but forcibly restrained.

猜 I guess, above them, there should be stronger Goblet leader. These Goblet may belong to a large Goblet tribe. Perhaps their leader is a Goblet Warlock who has awakened the dragon veins. "

"Mum!" The young man swallowed spit hard, his voice was very loud, "Uncle, I think, you guessed it."

"What?" The greasy middle-aged man turned his head, and then hesitated for a moment. A huge valley appeared in front of him, and in the valley, there were simple wooden houses built by dogheads. ,confusion.

At the entrance of the valley, a three-meter-high, uneven wooden wall and a run-down wooden door were also set up. More than ten teams of dog heads carried various prey, or some inferior weapons, in and out. Out, it seemed unusually noisy.

"This is a Kobold tribe with a name. There is definitely more than one Kobold Warlock in it!" The middle-aged man showed a hint of anger, "What do those guys in the city eat? There are thousands of goblins around the city. Where they gathered, they didn't even notice it. "

"Uncle, this is not the time to say this." The young Burton looked pale. "There should not be a Goblin tribe of the same size around a tribe of this size. Also, the vicious beasts who are hungry dare to come here. Do you eat? "

It ’s the truth that it is universally applicable. There are so many Goudas, and even higher-level monsters are unwilling to provoke it.

也许 "Maybe, wait a moment, there will be a green dragon flying over?" Middle-aged people also a little uneasy self-consolation.

"Uncle! We haven't heard any sighting reports of dragons for hundreds of years here."

The young man looked desperate, and he regretted it a little, why he listened to the confusion of this bragging uncle, what adventurer came here, and it was good to be a mediocre ordinary person.

"Boom!" When the young Burton began to despair, the blue sky broke open, revealing a black crack, and then shot out around the thunder beam of light, bombarding the valley where the Goblet tribe was. .

At this instant, the horrible energy will touch the dirt, stones, trees, dogheads, wooden houses ... everything, all gasified, the earth shakes, and the dogheads carrying their uncles and nephews are instantly exploded. The shock wave overturned.

Because the distance was far enough, the Goblet and the Goblet were not harmed, but after the group of Goblet overturned by the aftermath of the explosion came back to God, they took care of Uncle Raymond who had fallen to the ground.

He knelt down on the ground in fear, his body shaking. They dare not get up, because this group of rumored low-level monsters with dragon veins felt the high blood pressure that appeared with the beam of light.

They dare not stand! Can't help it!