Chapter 118: A Sense of Crisis
The habitat of boss-level monsters naturally follows certain rules, and between monsters of the same rank, the same species, and the same food choice, the territory will repel each other, and the higher the level of food, the more obvious this exclusion will become. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
The male dragon will not let another male fire dragon pass through his airspace, which is no different from provocation, and the red armor beast that feeds on ants and insects will not cause any disputes if it occasionally borrows from other territories of its kind.
In addition, there are no rules for the division of territory between different types of monsters that do not feed on each other - the tailed hammer dragon does not care how many active dog dragons there are in his territory, nor does he care that the male fire dragon preys on small beasts on his head.
But humans, this particular species, do not apply this simple and well-established set of rules to all monsters. Once a human is found to have entered their territory, all monsters react in the same way, killing those who can be killed, and hiding far away if they cannot. Because the strength of humans is very strange in front of monsters, they do not have sharp claws and strong shells, and their strength and speed are pitiful, but some humans are the same kind that can kill monsters with magical skills. The unknown is something more terrible than a natural enemy for a monster who has not yet opened its mind.
So when Feng Chen found out that the periphery of the training camp had been marked with a "mark" symbolizing the monster's territory, he would have a headache and didn't know what to do.
Having crossed the territory of the Rainbow Bird and the Female Fire Dragon, the little hunter is already familiar with this kind of thing. But "stealing" something from a monster's territory is very different from breaking into it without a head. When Feng Chen didn't want to bring the antidote back to the cave by himself, he was followed by a powerful monster that could kill him at any time.
He reconnoitred from a distance, and the vicinity of the training camp was spacious, with little shelter except for the wooden huts that were mostly in ruins. And the monster that can be blocked by a wooden house only two meters high does not need to be guarded by the dust - as long as there are no particularly tricky abilities, he is confident that he can single-handedly defeat a beast of this size.
However, the results of the investigation disappointed him, and after changing the high ground three times in a row, he found that there was no trace of the existence of monsters in the old site of the training camp. This hard-to-find monster made him feel like he was thorned in his back more than the high-level wyvern species entrenched in the training camp.
"What the hell."
For every minute that the companion in the cave stays there, there is more danger for the minute. In desperation, the boy had no choice but to break into the camp. He had lived here for more than a month, and was familiar with the roads and terrain of the camp, so he found the shortest path to the warehouse while covering his movements.
It is reassuring that the warehouse of the training camp has not been destroyed, and it is already a miracle that such an uncovered supply depot can survive to this day under the impact of the beast tide army.
"Squeak-" opened the door of the warehouse, and a strange smell of smoke and dust came to my face. On that day the two monsters wreaked havoc in the camp, breaking down one of the walls of the warehouse, and some small beasts and rats crawled in through the holes in the wall, taking away some bacon and dry food, and also biting a lot of the bag containing herbs. The little Orion looked at the herbs that had long since been lost, threw them aside, and rummaged through the supply piles.
God fulfilled his wish, and the boy finally found the antidote in his impression. The little hunter had emptied his pockets before he set out to camp, and he didn't stop doing anything, picking up all the useful things he could take with him from the storehouse and packing them up as much as he could. He even brought an extra round shield, Nie Xiaoyang's protective weapon was bitten by the fire dragon's big mouth, and the tall man after detoxification will definitely need a left-handed weapon, even if the standard shield is not so good, it is always better than nothing.
Leaving the camp with a large bag of dust, he cautiously waded through the southern stream to block the scent of his body, so that even monsters who were good at tracking him would not easily find out where he was.
Going deep into the dense forest, Feng Chen breathed a sigh of relief. He had grown up in the woods since he was a child, and in the woods full of wild beasts, it was like returning to a second home. The boy was sure that he could navigate it, and he just ran like this, and the natural traces around him instinctively fed back into his mind.
Two dog dragons had crossed in a panic from ahead, and the crushed branches and messed blades of grass had not yet returned to their original shapes; A troop of elven deer had stopped here for at least an hour earlier - they had eaten here, and these harmless little creatures were found almost all over the north; A monster had made this place its own territory a few days ago, the mixture of feces and urine had not yet dried up, and it emitted a strange smell, and the boy's knowledge of the monsters on the continent was still limited to a few that he had fought, and he couldn't tell what kind of monster it was.
Dust's footsteps stopped.
Along the way, he had already passed through the territory of three monsters, and he had made a ninety-degree turn in the territory of one of them, and the one that had designated the training ground as an activity area was already as many as four. Even if all he encounters happen to be harmless herbivores, he must at least howl twice to warn the community.
But the boy heard nothing.
A sense of danger hung over Dusty, and Orion's instinct led him to find a place to hide. This place was only a few hundred meters away from the cave where he lived, and if a powerful monster found him here, then he would not be able to reveal Nie Xiaoyang's location no matter what.
The wind in the forest gradually dissolved into nothingness, and the air became damp and heavy, which was a sign of rain. Feng Chen hid quietly in the grass for fifteen minutes, but did not find anything unusual. The boy laughed self-deprecatingly, after surviving in this dangerous and almost helpless hunting ground for a long time, even he became neurotic, the territory of the monster is so big, how can he be unlucky to run into the monster itself every time.
Little Orion patted the dust and got up from the ground, and although the sense of danger lingered in his heart, he only thought that he was scaring himself.
"I can't waste time here, Xiaoyang is still waiting for my antidote." He muttered to himself and ran in the direction of the cave.
At a very high place, a crimson figure watched all this, and the hunting suit on the young man's body reflected an iron gray that was out of step with his surroundings. The monster entrenched in the air recognized the direction of the little reptile and waved its wings towards the unknown boy.