A small group, about a dozen dwarfs, wandered among a handful of dense grass on the bank of the river, scurrying silently, staring out.

If you see these dwarfs anywhere outside except in their camp, there is no need to suspect that their purpose is to hunt.

Don't look at these dwarfs are only a foot tall, but their stomachs are a bottomless pit, no matter how they eat, and they are not picky eaters, get some mud and boil muddy water in the pot, they can also drink gradually tasteful, better than the appetite of the Sinking Demon in Rog's camp, the Sinking Demon at least still eats meat, and will dig grass and gnaw trees when hungry.

These indigenous creatures native to the Kurast Forest are all black, only one mouth is particularly large, two thick mouths are like sausages, bald, with large ears, with an indigenous cape made of unknown feathers, a simple leaf skirt around the waist, walking silently, fast, a pair of soybean-sized black slippery eyes, always lù greedy and plundering eyes, this appearance, no wonder others will be called rats, I am afraid there is no other more suitable nickname to describe them.

The ghost wolves and I crouched in the forest on the other side of them, watching the dwarfs' every move from a short distance, because this time, the mission was not to destroy the dwarfs, but to find out the truth about their riot.

With my back to the tree, I yawned boredly, and my eyes wandered inadvertently over the grass on the other side of the river, and I wondered in my heart when these little things would move, or I might as well kill them and find the next team.

I've been watching these dwarfs for almost half an hour, and they're still nesting in the grass and won't come out, although I also know that hunting requires patience, and half an hour of waiting is really not long for a hunter, and in order to catch prey, squatting is several days, but I don't have the time to wait, and I plan to finish the task and go back today.

Xiao Er, they seemed to sense my thoughts, and the sharp gaze hiding in the leaves suddenly narrowed, and they kept tiǎn their claws with their scarlet tongues, as long as I gave an order, they could rush up in a few seconds and tear these dozen dwarfs to pieces.

The difference in strength between the two is too great, and for ghost wolves, these dwarfs are not even appetizers.

Just when I was about to decide the fate of those dwarfs by flipping a coin or something, I don't know if I sensed something in the dark, and the dwarfs who had been sneaking around for a long time finally poked their heads out of the bushes.

They don't plan to wait anymore and are always unable to satisfy their full stomachs, so that these greedy and hungry little mice cannot wait longer to catch their prey.

So, the dwarfs decided to take a risk.

As I watched with curiosity, one by one the dwarfs emerged from the bushes and gathered together in a disciplined manner, but from time to time their eyes were fixed on the river, greedy and fearful, and they did not know what they were thinking.

Could it be that they can't swim and are afraid of water?

The dwarf's class is very simple, divided into three kinds, one ranged, one melee, and one is familiar to everyone, two dwarfs stacked Arhats combined, forming a strange class - dwarf wizard.

In such a squad, it is obviously impossible to have a high-level class like a dwarf wizard, only a melee dwarf holding a kitchen knife and a spear, and a ranged dwarf holding a blowpipe, the number ratio is about 3 to 1, obviously, compared to the kitchen knife dwarf, the long-range dwarf is a little more noble and cold.

After these dwarfs came out, they circled around the river vigorously, not knowing what they wanted to do, and finally, their movements stopped in unison, and the remote dwarfs took a few steps forward, staring at the river, and then, suddenly, holding the blow pipe in their hands, swished a few times, blew out a flying needle, and hit the river.

There were a few pops, and after a few moments, a few unknown fish slowly surfaced and were silent.

I thought the gods were going to do some kind of ritual secretly, but it turned out that these guys were actually busy fishing.

Seeing this, I almost slipped off a tree.

But if it's so easy to catch food, why not do it early in the morning and wait so long in the bushes? This is a question that I hate to understand quickly.

With the continuous efforts of the remote dwarf, more and more fish surfaced, the current is not turbulent, if you don't look carefully, you can't even see the signs of flow, like a pool of stagnant water, deep and secluded can not see the end, some seeping.

Dozens of fish floated out and gathered together, which was quite spectacular, making the dwarf's already greedy gaze become more and more crazy, and the small black eyes that did not slip away had turned into a brutal blood red, and he lost his mind by food.

Needless to say, these dwarfs who only had fish and fish left in their minds raised their kitchen knives and short spears, squeaked and screamed and pounced, and even the remote dwarfs who were in charge of fishing were red-eyed and blind, and pounced on them regardless of a single qiē.

There were a dozen sprays of the waves, and the dwarfs had already gone into the water and swam towards the fish they caught, and the speed was not slow.

Who says rats can't swim?

However, at this moment, a sudden change occurred, and Xiao Er suddenly let out a low roar, and I immediately felt that there seemed to be something huge at the bottom of the bottomless river, moving.

In the blink of an eye, the surface of the river, which was originally like a pool of stagnant water, began to ripple without wind

Ō lines, waves, those dwarfs, as if they had encountered something terrible, even the fish that were close at hand, one by one, their faces twisted and fearful desperately swam back.

It was too late, and just before they could turn around, a mouth the size of a bathtub suddenly burst out of the water, taking the desperate dwarfs and the fish all in one nest.

I was amazed when I saw this scene.

It turns out that there is such a beast hidden under the water, and I just cared about looking for the dwarf, and I didn't investigate the underwater, plus this underwater beast is dormant and unmoving, like a dead thing, I really didn't notice it.

What exactly? Look at the big mouth like a snake and full of sharp teeth, it shouldn't be an emperor crocodile, but the strength is not weaker than the emperor crocodile at all, if the two meet, I don't know what kind of earth-shattering life and death battle it will be.

Of course, whether it is the emperor crocodile or the beasts under the water, I don't pay attention to it, the strength of these creatures, at best, is equivalent to the demon king-level projection monster of Kurast, and it is also at the edge of the forest, and in the depths of the forest, compared to those real forest kings, and even excluding the existence of the dragon clan, they can only be regarded as the middle and lower layers of the food chain.

The beast at the bottom of the river was about to swallow a dozen dwarfs alive with one mouth, and I was so clever that the gods and ghosts used their spiritual power to pull one of the dwarfs back out of the range of the beast's mouth.

This dwarf did not disappoint me, paddling desperately with both hands and feet, reaching the shore at the fastest speed in his life, and then running dozens of meters before he lay down on the ground with a bang, gasping for breath.

The unknown beast, I don't understand that it is disgusted with just a dwarf, it is not enough to even plug the teeth, it is too wasteful to pursue, or it feels something, in the process of this dwarf fleeing for his life, he did not kill it all, but slowly sank his huge body, and returned to the bottom of the river to hibernate.

Xiao Er's leaping leap to try, although compared to their current elite level 2 strength, the strength of the fierce beasts at the bottom of the river is far from enough in their eyes, but they should be the boss of this area, they can move their muscles and bones a little, and there is meat to eat, why not.

As a result, I was lightly knocked on the head by a ghost wolf, and stopped, this beast stayed, which can well inhibit the development of the dwarf, and the elves of the Madeya settlement must also know its existence, and there is such a demon king-level creature less than ten kilometers away, it is impossible for them not to know, keep it and not exterminate it, I am afraid it is the same idea.

Now, our goal should be on the rescued dwarf.

Although I still haven't figured out why I saved this dwarf on a whim, since I did, let's continue to observe, maybe my unintentional actions can bring surprises in the following observations.

The dwarf fully verified the meaning of the phrase timid as a mouse, and after coming back to his senses, he did not even dare to look back, and even feared that he would roll into the bushes, so I hurriedly followed.

I followed the dwarf who fled in a hurry, and finally, the ghost wolves and I came to the dwarf tribe.

The stench of a dozen or so simple wooden sheds made of dry grass and mixed with all kinds of ** meat, which is better than the camp of the Sinking Demon, reminds me of the scene when I pretended to be a dwarf messenger.

Judging from the proficiency of the humble wooden shed, the number of this dwarf tribe should be around a thousand, not more than two thousand.

Very simply, a wooden shed represents a dwarf wizard, and only a dwarf wizard with a smarter head will learn like what they say and learn, and be one of their own.

And a dwarf wizard often leads hundreds of dwarfs, thousands of dwarf tribes, and there will be an elite commander 100%.

Even, if this tribe has undergone many brutal cannibalistic transformations unique to the dwarf clan, even if two to five elites appear, it is not surprising that there are dozens of leaders.

After a few glances, I analyzed the general strength of this dwarf tribe, which is the most basic kung fu of every adventurer, the so-called knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent to win all battles, an adventurer who can't learn to judge the strength of the enemy, even in the Rogue camp area, can't survive.

My eyes were still on the fleeing dwarf, and I wanted to know what such a dwarf would be like when he returned, and then I came up with the rules and habits of the dwarf tribe.

All of a sudden, I seemed to be in the shoes of a biologist again, forgetting about my original task.

This dwarf, after fleeing back to the tribe, did not immediately cry to the tribal leader, holding the other party's big tuǐ crying and shouting that the leader of my brothers have been eaten by monsters at the bottom of the river, you have to make the decision for me.

Instead, he cowered over a bonfire, beside a pot, curled up like a gray mouse hugging in the wind and snow, as if waiting for the judgment of fate.

Gradually, the other dwarfs who had gone out hunting also returned, and some of them had made great gains, squeaking and cheering loudly, carrying their prey to the elite leaders, inviting them to feast on them.

The dwarfs who didn't catch their prey were dejected, with shriveled stomachs, and some of them ran out to collect the twigs, leaves, and dirt, and it seemed that this was all for their dinner today.

No wonder there is no grass around the dwarf tribe, even the land is concave, the first time I saw it, I was shocked, thinking that these dwarfs were so smart that they knew how to dig moats.

As the observation continued, gradually, all the dwarfs noticed that the lonely dwarf's eyes became greedy and thirsty.

The dwarf's campfire and the clay pot were soon overrun by another dwarf hunting party led by a dwarf wizard, forcing the dwarf into the corner of the camp.

Even so, these greedy dwarfs did not spare the survivors, especially the team of dwarves who failed to catch food, their eyes were even more greedy and hungry, holding the leaves and branches of the trees that came back, and after seeing the lone dwarf, they fell from their arms with a snap, and then stared directly at the dwarf cowering in a corner.

Look at your prey with the same eyes.

As it turns out, the dwarfs who lose their team will be overtaken by their peers, or even become prey.

I nodded my head and wrote down the bloody rules.

Next...... What will happen?

I don't know if I saved the dwarf for a while, the dwarf had an idea in his head, or what, in short, when my eyes fell on the other dwarf team and observed their reactions, I turned around again, and the dwarf cowering in the corner disappeared.

With a sweep of mental power, he found the dwarf fleeing in a hurry several kilometers away.

Seeing this, I shook my head regretfully.

Although it was a wise choice for these companions to flee before they started, such a lone dwarf, even if he escaped outside, would not live long, especially now that it was almost nightfall, and at night, the fierce beasts in the forest surged out, and such a lone dwarf was no different from a moving cake.

Escaping is just a matter of struggling for a few more hours, and the difference is only whether to sacrifice oneself to feed one's companions or to cheapen other beasts.

The fate of this dwarf has been decided.,I gave up paying attention to it.,It's a pity.,I thought that occasionally on a whim.,Save its life.,Maybe you can find something.,It turns out that it's just to let yourself understand the cruel rules of survival between the dwarfs.,Perhaps,If you don't save it.,Just be swallowed by the beast.,It's the best choice for it.。!。