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A rough stone hammer was tossed aside, and the blood on it was rapidly seeping into the black mud.

Sato Mo took out a Poké Ball and put the unconscious little Rada into the Poké Ball without any struggle.

The stinky mud happily licked all the blood on the ground.

"This soup rat, ah no, why is this little Lada soaking wet? Why can you fly?" Sato Mo looked at the lush bushes and weeds nearby, where did he get so much water?

"Phew!!" (It's raining!!) The sludge stretched out its little short finger in the direction where the soup rat came from - in the air.

Sato Mo rolled his eyes, ignoring his stupid Ah Ni, and quickly turned his brain that needed to be oiled: First of all, the little Lada can't fly... As soon as he thought of this, Sato Mo slapped his head hard, isn't this! Damn, I was led astray by Ah Ni's stupidity.

Sato Mo ignored the stinky mud next to him and cast a concerned look... Ahem, do it all over again!

Sato Mo's eyes narrowed into a slit: screaming, in the air, falling soup rats... It should be a water skill! Nearby is already the edge of the outer forest area, and beyond that is the central area of the forest, and the nearest river is also 3 kilometers away from it, could it be a trainer?

Water pokemon in the forest? Either you have confidence, or you are stupid, or the situation is critical~ Look at the direction, there is a danger zone...... With a two-thirds probability, you can bet on it!

"Ah Ni, let's go take a look."

"Huh?"

"Bamboo basket or something, I'll come back later!"

After about one and a half years of adaptation, the stinky mud now weighs about 30 kilograms, and Momo Sato slowly walked forward as if he couldn't feel the weight.

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Moji Sato picks up half a blade of grass from the ground, and the cut is very smooth, and he is a master of slashing! Half a blade of grass can tell the level of an elf? Of course Sato Mo can't see it now!

But if you suddenly have a grass path in front of you that can be used for one person, the weeds will be cut one by one! Grab a handful and the incision of each weed is very smooth?

Along the way, there are no less than four such grass roads that Sato Mo has seen! What's even weirder is that on one of the roads, there is also a human shoe print.

There are also several cuts on the trunk of the tree next to it, each of which is slightly 2 cm wide. The longest cut began to cut diagonally from a height of more than two meters, while the deepest cut almost cut off the tree, and the cut marks were still fresh.

There were sharp tooth-shaped footprints around the roots of the tree, and the two short and one long toe prints looked like they had just been stepped on, and it was obvious that the flying mantis had just walked away. I guess it won't be coming back here for a while. Sato Mo looked at the dense slash marks around him, and if he cut it again, this side would be destroyed.

Look at the direction of the footprints, which is exactly the direction in which the human race is heading.

The flying mantis is a small elf that will live in groups when it is young, and under the guidance of the old flying mantis, it will hone its skills with the flying mantis. It is only when they feel that they will not be able to improve themselves by learning from their peers, so they will leave the group and practice alone.

The lone flying mantis is not common even in the forest.

Swift movements, an aggressive personality, and two large scythes that make the Flying Mantis more dangerous! Thinking of the two big white scythes he saw on TV, Sato Mo couldn't help but feel excited.

A little Lada who was knocked away by a water-based skill? Hey, being targeted by a lone flying mantis, he/she may already be more than lucky!

"No matter!! I'm going to see what's going on! Bowing his head again, Sato Mo made sure that there was no red on his body, and then he left, "Ah Ni, get on me!" We're off! ”

In less than 3 seconds, the stinky mud turned into a puddle of sludge and flowed towards Sato Mo.

Start with the shoes, then the legs wrapped in camouflage pants, and then the upper body. From the bottom to the top, the stinky mud that turned into sludge slowly enveloped Sato Mo, but Sato Mo's face was exposed, and the surface of his body turned camouflage.

That's what the Glitter Pixies are gifted with: the ability to control their bodies. The smell of Sato ink and the smell of the stinky mud body around are all sucked into the body by the stinky mud.

Wearing stinky mud, when Sato Mo walked in the forest, he kept picking branches and sticking them to the surface of the stinky mud body. Soon, a dwarf-necked tree appeared in the bushes, and its branches swayed as you walked.

The wind does not stop, and the trees are difficult to be quiet. With the rhythm of the forest, Sato Mo disappeared.

After Ink Sato and Stinky Mud leave, the nearby jungle is noisy, and the left wild elves return to their living areas.

In a nondescript bush, there was an extra bamboo basket and a rough stone hammer.

Soon after Sato Mo and the stinky mud left, several pairs of bright lights lit up in the weeds, and the elf in the grass showed a bit of surprise and curiosity, staring at Sato Mo's bamboo basket, looking around from time to time, as if looking for someone.

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A few bushes are more moist than the plants around them, and a mist of water has gathered on the surface of the leaves, which is slowly condensing on the tips of the leaves, forming water droplets.

The blades could not bear the weight of the increasingly rounded water droplets, and gradually bent and deformed. Tick-Droplets of water break away from the leaves and after a short free fall, fully soak the soil between the forests.

After losing the burden of the water droplets, the leaves bounced violently and the mist splashed.

Wiping off the accumulated moisture on his face, Amu Sato saw that a piece of bush in front of him was missing. From this side, it looks like it was forcibly broken.

"Ah Ni, that bush has been opened!"

The stubble of the branches and leaves was fresh, and there was a faint smell of grass juice and a pungent smell of blood.

The deeper he went, the more careful he became.

He didn't want to be a mutilated corpse and fall somewhere in the forest.

The weeds were sparse, and a group of small Lada was seen surrounding a corpse, throwing out a few strips of tattered cloth from time to time. From time to time, a few little Lada looked up, their mouths twitching, and their cheeks were stained with blood.

Eating other creatures is completely different from seeing your own kind being eaten!

Cracking sound! The sound of firewood bursting echoes in his chest, and Sato Mo is angry but not sensible! Accompanying the funeral, revenge, and collecting the body, Sato Mo only planned to help him collect the body, but he didn't plan to fight hard!

Ink Sato raised his arm and faced the little ladas with his palm. The black mud that wraps around the palm of the hand quickly bulges, forming a sphere of unchanging volume, like a balloon that is full of air and the internal pressure is constantly rising.

A pair of eyes suddenly opened on the back of his hand, and the stinky mud winked at Sato Mo, signaling that he was ready to OK!

"The east wind has arrived! Poison gas, spray! ”

A small hole opened outside the black mud balloon, and the black mud ball dried up instantly. Under a certain pressure, the poisonous gas contained inside quickly sprayed towards the group of small Lada.