Jevre lifted his two short legs and followed the route he remembered, all the way to the hidden nest.

The still remaining potholes on the ground, the sand and gravel that had changed color, and the traces of fierce battles were all kind reminders of Yevre.

The dark environment cannot block the exploration of dark vision.

However, after making a few bends, Yevre had already reached the vicinity of the hidden nest, and there was no trace of the insects.

Yevre was deeply puzzled, and involuntarily asked the little master who carefully looked at his surroundings.

"Great host, little one feels a little weird. Your majesty spreads so wide that the small ones really haven't found any trace of bugs. Can you restrain yourself a little and let the little trainers talk about it? ”

Afraid of missing the opportunity to coach, Yevre cried with a sad face, hung his hands, and cautiously pleaded.

"Uh! Master really forgot about this stubble, it was a pure mistake.

The noble bloodline of the young master will always involuntarily exude a powerful aura, so that the insects with low strength will be kept away.

Rest assured, as a host, it will definitely be carefully thought out for you. Wait a little, the master will use a little trick, and the little insect will not notice. ”

Lias, who had been curiously looking at the ordinary sand and gravel, rugged passages, and large and small caves with nine bends and eighteen bends, suddenly reacted that the extreme silence along the way was indeed related to himself.

After breaking out of the eggshell, his strength was already extremely weak, and he didn't dare to restrain his bloodline aura at all.

And the little essence blood that was finally replenished was wasted in that bloodline consciousness war.

What's especially hateful is that the little guy under the seat unconsciously took away half of his strength. If it weren't for that damn contract, I would have wanted to crush him to ashes.

Lias, who was extremely angry in his heart, actually replied with a calm tone as usual.

A complex ritual echoed in this empty cavern, never dissipated for a long time.

A faint lilac light flickered, swirling around Lias's tiny body a few times before piercing into his brain and disappearing.

"Okay, you can rest assured and boldly continue to investigate. Unless the master takes the initiative to exude the breath of blood, these lowly guys don't want to feel the nobility and vastness of the master anymore.

If you want to do something, don't bother for the time being. When you find the bugs, remind you. ”

After casting the sacrifice of the astringent aura, Lias, who was attacked by a sense of weakness, replied with a strong pretense.

The paleness of his face, which was visibly a little pale, accompanied by deep tiredness, forced Lias to get a good rest.

Fortunately, in the recliner high above his head, Yevre couldn't see this scene at all. Otherwise, something will happen, it's really hard to guess.

Stunned by the strange sacrifice and purple light again, Yevre was deeply frightened by the strength of his master, and rejoiced in his wise choice before.

And for the upcoming guidance, my heart is full of confident anticipation.

Yevre didn't dare to disturb the thinking Lias any longer, and gently moved his little short legs to find the slightly dangerous caves in his memory.

Along the way, I passed many strange caves.

Some are as big as a football field, and some are as small as the stone houses of the Guluo patriarchs.

Some of the strange rocks are craggy, and some of them are unobstructed.

Some of the holes have holes in them, and some of them have so many passages that it is impossible to easily discern the route to take.

Yevre, who barely has a good memory, with the blessing of his master, actually found a few dark lizards smoothly.

The torso that was more than seven feet long, the black slap armor, the forked tongue that kept retracting, the fangs and mouths that shimmered in the cold light, the long nails that were as sharp as knives, and the slender tail that was strong and powerful, were all displayed in front of Yevre.

Under the eyes of the dark lizard's round-eyed snake, Yevre couldn't help but shudder, and instantly remembered the ferocious centipede.

Involuntarily shrank back and shrunk his short legs, and he couldn't help but plan to escape.

"A few little guys who don't enter the stream, what's there to be afraid of! These eight dark lizards, the strongest is only the first realm of the mortal rank, with your current strength to reach the lower realm of the mortal level, it is not an easy matter.

Be brave, Jevre, and I'll guide you in time. ”

Lias's crisp voice came above Yevre's head in time, making Yevre instantly more courageous and confident.

I also have a backer, so what else do I need to be afraid of? Even if you are seriously injured and invincible, isn't there still the master who is paying attention?

"Okay, wise master. The little ones are going to practice with these dark lizards now. If there is something wrong, I hope that the kind-hearted owner will point out one or two in time. ”

Yevre drew his sharp dagger and stiffened his legs, ready to rush at the dark lizard.

"The view from the recliner is not very good, so the master should just watch the battle here. At least you can have an overview of the entire battlefield and give you timely feedback. ”

With the sound of wings flapping, Lias, who was a little weak-hearted, stopped at Jevre's side.

The cute compound eyes stared straight at Yevre, who was about to attack, ready to enjoy a free show.

Under the eager gaze of his master, Yevre panicked and pounced on the nearest dark lizard.

Jevre tried to leap up as he did against a crawltipede, landing on its back, and then stabbed it all the way.

The body that soared into the air was actually higher than Yevre's expectations, and it was a full three feet higher than the original plan.

Yevre, who had no ability to adapt to the sudden and drastic increase in strength, and was completely ignorant of the changes caused by the drastic changes in his body functions, fell into a crisis recklessly.

A loud snap echoed through the cavern, and Jevre's small body, which was almost four feet tall, fell a dozen feet away, splashing a fine cloud of sand.

The Dark Lizard, who was good at timing, took advantage of Yevre's high jump, quickly turned sideways, pulled out the slender tail of the afterimage, and vigorously knocked it away.

The remaining seven dark lizards also surrounded them with unkind expressions, dripping with endless saliva on the small snacks delivered to the door.

After Jevre landed, a donkey rolled and got up.

Carefully touching the whole body, except for a slight dull pain, it was unharmed.

It seems that the dark lizard is just a false alarm.

With a hint of certainty in his heart, Yevre pounced again in the face of the eight dark lizards that surrounded him.

The sharp dagger was stabbed straight at the head of one of them. There was a thud, but it was the dark lizard that had avoided its head in time, and when it tried to give Yevre a claw, the dagger and the long nails as sharp as knives came into close contact.

As if cutting into tofu, the nails were broken, and the dagger took the opportunity to stab the claws again, piercing the swarthy scales and piercing through the bones as hard as iron.

A dark lizard in severe pain, violently dancing its injured forelimbs, trying to knock the abominable little snack away.

As soon as Yevre got his hand, he pulled away in an instant, avoiding the few fast-flicking tails next to him in time.

With his free left hand, he grabbed a slender tail that couldn't dodge, and then threw it with all his strength.

The Dark Lizard, which weighed several times as much as Yevre, was thrown a full forty feet away.

Jevre looked at his left hand in disbelief, surprised by the sudden increase in strength.

It turns out that he is really different, and the strength of the mortal realm is really extraordinary.

Surprised, Yevre was caught off guard by a fanged mouth and bit his right hand.

Bursts of pain struck Jevre to wake him up instantly, and then the sharp dagger still in his hand flipped up and stabbed him hard.

The dagger easily pierced its front jaw, reaching its brain, and with a twist of the hand, the fanged mouth loosened weakly.

Taking advantage of the opportunity to withdraw the injured right hand, a transparent pit emerges from the wrist.

The sharp fangs caused such an injury in an instant, if it wasn't for his timely reaction, I'm afraid it wouldn't be a minor injury on the wrist.

It seems that even if the strength has increased greatly, it still can't be taken lightly, after all, the defense doesn't seem to have changed significantly, and he is still an ordinary flesh and blood.