Mouse......

Fat Tangerine doesn't remember if he had eaten such a small thing before he was summoned by Jacques.

In the days of his time in Port Mousse, he had seen other cats treat rats as a delicacy, but he would rather go to the kitchens and steal sausages and bacon than touch the little things at his fingertips.

It was a fragile creature, only one out of ten thousand would eventually become a beast, cunning and alert but lowly in strength, but more importantly, Fat Orange felt that they were dirty.

However, what Fat Tangerine never expected was that the deep pit under his feet was densely covered with mice, each with source energy fluctuations......

They're all alien beasts!

Fat Orange in Trenas's arms and Jacques, who was playing cards with the two girls, trembled at the same time.

Therenas's childlike voice rang out: "Don't be afraid, kittens, they are all asleep and will not wake up for the time being." ”

"Do you need the emperor to catch mice? I'm afraid you have some misunderstanding about cat catching mice. The number is so large, even if the emperor recovers his strength, it will not be easy to deal with, and are you sure that they will not have the ability to cooperate with the source energy technique?"

Terenas laughed, "How is it possible for you to catch it?" I'll tell you all the ins and outs first. You'll know what I need you to do.

You know, the entire plateau is my territory, and no Beastmaster will sit idly by and watch another competitor appear in the territory, which is why many half-step Beastmasters wander around or establish their own territory in the middle of nowhere. ”

Fat Tangerine said: "This emperor understands this, so the creator of this Beastmaster Ruins fought with you and died when you expanded your territory, right?"

Terenas sat down on the grass, laid the fat orange across her milky white legs, and said, "No, this plateau, with its spring-like climate and calm lake, is just right for our people's survival, and my ancestors have migrated to the New World since the Battle of the Godsfall. Since then, the entire plateau has belonged to our Silver Dragons. ”

"Godfall?" Fat Orange felt the word familiar, as if it had pried open a crack in the door of its memory.

Terenas continued, "So can you understand what it's like to suddenly have an ill-intentioned beastmaster in your own territory?"

Fat Orange waved his fat paw and replied, "Slap him to death!"

"At first, I was careless, thinking it was just a half-step beastmaster who wanted to build a territory. Because I basically know all the beastmasters in the Western Continent, and none of them are annoying rats.

The Great Chief of the Sioux at that time was the Tiger King. He was the only Sioux Grandmaster who truly accepted me, and the only husband I declared publicly.

He persuaded me to exterminate the mighty beasts that were killing in the south, and to establish enough merit to change the tradition and pass on the position of Great Chief to his descendants.

I agreed, but I didn't expect that his opponent was a real beastmaster, and the team of the Southern Expedition was completely wiped out.

At that time, I had actually been the Beastmaster for less than a hundred years, and I suddenly had to fight against an opponent at the level of the Beastmaster, and I was actually completely unconfident. ”

"How long was that time now? I remember the age of the Tiger King was more than 400 years ago, right?" said Fat Orange.

"Yes, after the Battle of the Godsfall, our Silver Dragon Clan has been breeding here for five thousand years, and I am already the sixth generation of Beast King. The method of transformation is the secret of our ability to sustain our population in the barren plateau.

So you should be able to understand my fear, if the other party is also a novice like me, then it's okay, if I run into a powerful beast king, then I myself will be in danger, and the thousands of years of inheritance of the Silver Dragon clan will be destroyed. ”

"Good thing you won!" said Fat Orange.

"When I saw it in the Southern Wastelands, he led this army of beast rats. That's what we're underneath our feet. Terenas, the god of the lake, pointed to the pit.

"I was terrified, even if the other party was a new beast king like me, tens of thousands of beast rats would be able to turn the plateau into a real place of death.

I shouted to him, hoping to communicate, and if he wanted I could give him half of the plateau.

Unfortunately, he ignored me, but rushed up and bit me, treating me as a delicious food. He was more agile and physically stronger than me, and I was immediately injured. ”

Fat Orange's eyes rolled, and he found a question: "You just said that he attacked you with his teeth......?"

Terenas smiled and said, "It's a smart little kitten, and I found out about his problem at once." The Beastmaster should be better at the use of source energy, and only the lowest-level alien beasts rely on fangs and sharp teeth to fight.

I figured it out only after I was seriously injured, and he didn't seem to have much intelligence!

So I used what I do best to create illusions in the most critical moments.

Unexpectedly, the illusion had a miraculous effect on it, and he immediately gave up attacking me and turned to slaughter the rats behind him. ”

"Hearing you say this, the emperor doesn't understand, how did a strange beast with insufficient wisdom become the beast king?"

"You keep listening to me!

I've been keeping the illusion alive, immersing him in the battle with a powerful enemy, and draining his physical strength and source energy.

Although his physical body is very strong, his wisdom is too lacking, and he is completely unable to realize that he is in the illusion, becoming more and more crazy, and the rats dare not leave, and most of them are killed by him.

But because my own injuries were so bad, he didn't fall down yet, and I was about to lose my strength.

So I took advantage of the last blow I had to deliver the final blow, and I unleashed the Shadow Scythe to deliver the fatal blow.

However, this time he did not die, and his paralyzed body was snatched away by other alien beasts and rats.

I followed the retreating Beast Rats to this place. They brought the guy here. ”

Fat Tang said: "You say this, the emperor has found a problem, this is definitely not the remains of the beastmaster of the mouse beast, his wisdom is not enough to build this subspace." ”

The lake god nodded: "That's right, this should be the relics left by other beast kings, but it was occupied by a group of rats, and their leader got great benefits from here, making his strength increase by leaps and bounds, maybe it was a step from the Awakened level of alien beasts to the level of beast kings."

The body evolved, but the intelligence didn't keep up, so I was able to get away with it. ”

"Are you sure he's dead?" asked Fat Orange worriedly.

"Sure, I come every year to check on him, and he struggled for twenty years before he died. The lake god said.

- I'm afraid I come to mend the knife every year.

"This emperor understands, in the transaction between the two of us, the remains of the beastmaster you mentioned are the mouse's, and you want to get the secret that can make that mouse quickly increase its strength!"

"What a clever little kitten!"

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