The narrow passage was like a round stone ball, and the more he went, the more muddy it became, and Aldrich Triss was not a court knight with a 'genetic' habit of cleanliness, but the wet and sticky walls still made him feel uncomfortable.

The rhythmic snoring of rotting foam, or the terrifying breath of the golden toad, seemed to frighten all the nearby snakes, insects, rats and ants to move quickly, which was the embodiment of its ability to spontaneously extend its territorial domination and territorial domination after becoming the leader of the wilderness monsters, just like the land nobles of human society.

In a sense, at least in the area of the tree hole, it's a field of rotten foam...... Well, it's the Underground Lord! No, it's the Swamp Lord. Maybe it has a talent for cheating like changing terrain, or it has the ability to manipulate plants, and it's worth considering the Golden Toad's minions. It can't be just the immovable stone statue of the Thinker, but there must be a group of birds and beasts recruited in the jungle, or various monsters roaming the wilderness. ’

Aldrich's mind flashed one after another, and many thoughts made him constrained, so he abandoned the clutter of his thoughts and started with the acid that weakened the rotten foam.

In contrast to the gnomes, who are gifted with neglect and are proficient in stealth, the light-footed Tris tries to keep himself from making any unusual noises when approaching the golden toad. As a result of embarking on the path of the Virtuous Knight, he did not have an awesome smell in his body and mind, and the only thing to worry about was accepting the friendship of the Brown Bear family during the Whispering Forest Practice, which made him unconsciously have a slight aura of the king of the wilderness.

I hope this little flaw won't wake up the rotten bubble from its sweet dreams after a full meal!Well, according to the time calculation, the golden toad has not been in the dry forest for a long time, and the monster leader who has been roaming the wilderness for many years should not be so territorial so quickly, even if it already has this tree hole, and its influence is all over most of the dry forest...... Well, the Rotten Bubble is very afraid of Pumpkin Jack, and the fact that it has been defeated repeatedly has really hit its confidence hard, and even if Pumpking leaves today, he will not dare to cross the invisible forbidden area and occupy the core area of the dry forest. ’

Tris estimated that the wisdom of the golden toad was not too high, but its strength was definitely not low, so it should not be taken lightly, and the Virtue Knight immediately reflected on himself, and the pillar of humility did not give back any source, but only increased his spiritual and spiritual power, which was the source of spellcasting.

'Very good, a big improvement from the last time when there was no response. It seems that the world of the secret realm in the lake has accepted my status as a knight of virtue, and perhaps a working interface has been expanded at the bottom of the system. ’

Aldrich came to a wall of slime that was piled with countless dark green foams, and curiously pinched a branch with his hand and touched it gently.

With a "whoa", the slimy curtain pierced through the touch, and drooped down as if it had lost its support, and the golden halo flooded the Knight of Triss like a tidal wave, as if he had opened the door to the vault of the dragon's treasure, and the endless riches pouring out of it buried him.

Closing his eyes, Aldrich strode inside, and it took a moment to adjust to his new surroundings, surrounded by an empty natural pit that took on the shape of a flat flywheel. The wet walls of the cave were the remnants of fresh mud and the cool and dry paste, interspersed with pale golden slime secreted by the skin of the golden toad, and the rotting foam of the deepest part of the tree hole appeared in front of him.

What a gigantic monster, like a heavy carriage with a tonnage to calculate the load, and four webbed feet like the thick legs of an elephant, or more proportionate to the thick stone pillars that hug it. It's not the golden skin that the thinker stone statue suggests, but the olive yellow that is more similar to pigmentation.

The chin area was covered with dense wart grains, and the disgust was even stronger for Tris, who had a slight phobia of denseness. Rather, it was a round bubble-shaped bump on its back that contained a highly poisonous toad, glowing with a golden sheen, which was needless to say that it was one of the terrible weapons of rotten foam, a talent for running rampant in the wilderness.

Aldrich waited for a moment, and when the golden toad opened its jagged jaws slightly, he immediately poured all the juice filled with the mashed lycoris bulbs, including the broad-edged blades of grass that served as containers, into the mouth of the rotten foam, and then moved away from it.

The monster leader who wanders the wilderness unknowingly swallows such a large amount of natural emetic that even its constitution can't stand it, and the body instinctively produces a strong feeling of vomiting.

"Whoa...... Click!"

It seems to fly straight down to 3,000 feet, suspected to be the surging waterfall of the Milky Way for nine days, the pig iron weapon that the golden toad will not be able to digest in the future, and the cowhide armor that is dissolved and pitted, all vomited in front of him, and still did not stop the strong vomiting feeling, it was about to go crazy and opened its half-open and half-closed eyes, the two layers of transparent eyelids faded, and the one-line pupils were almost doubled, searching for the murderer who assassinated it left and right.

With the instinctive sensing of the beast, a faint wilderness aura, the golden toad sensed that there might be a mischievous bear child hiding beside it, and it snorted disdainfully.

Then the nausea struck again, this time the rotten foam even vomited out of its own stomach pouch with unlimited capacity, fortunately it has the same regurgitant and stored stomach as a cow, otherwise it will lose the ability to digest precious metals such as gold and promote its own metamorphosis after eating this big loss.

"Who?

Without a neck, it can only turn its high, protruding eyes, but the clever Aldrich hides in the blind corner of its vision, so the golden toad cannot see the hateful murderer at all.

Just as the rotting foam was about to spin its bulky body, Tris saw the green liquid flowing from the stomach pouch eroding the hard earth into a hole, and immediately understood that this was the key to the Thinker's stone statue.

Estimating the path of advance and retreat in his heart, Aldrich took a deep breath, squatted and started, jumped out of the ground with a heavy step, grabbed the two ends of the stomach pouch the size of a grinding plate, and immediately rushed to the road.

It wasn't until Tris left the tree hole that the explosive aftermath erupted from the place where he stood, and the golden toad was still recovering, although it reacted in time, opened its mouth and popped out a viscous tongue, but it was only a little short, and it passed by the bear child and fell into the void.

The rotten bubble of the dynamic forces, one of the best among the monsters of the wilderness, cursed: 'Damn it, it's not the children of the Tyrannical Bear family, it's the hateful humans.' ’

Kicking its legs and trying to jump, but unfortunately due to its heavy body of half-gold, it only moved forward for a short distance, only about half a meter, which is really not the same as the red hat girl who raised it when she was a child.

The golden toad struggled to crawl forward with its heavy belly reaching the ground, it wanted to retrieve its stolen stomach pouch, and it might be able to return to its original state after eating it, and it was going to kill or swallow the hateful thief, or perhaps the man who fed it a terrible potion. The rotten bubble is no longer the pet of the Red Riding Hood, but the leader of the monster that roams the wilderness, and it does not need to be fed, but hunts on its own.

None of the human beings are good, except for the Red Riding Lady who always gives me sweet milk and bread, and it tastes so good. Well, human stuff is worth eating. ’

Staggering out of the tree hole, and just seeing the dusk sun through the cracks in the branches, a soft object suddenly smashed on the back of the golden toad, pouring out the acid that flowed down in all directions, destroying almost all the venom glands on its back, and continuing to eat away at the golden flesh below.

"No, you ruined my perfect body, you ruined my transformation opportunity, all my efforts were in vain. ”

Unwilling to be defeated by his own gastric juice, the webbed feet in front of him kept the hundred-year-old tree, and the squatting posture was changed to sitting, and his head was towards Aldrich Triss, who was standing on the tree, and suddenly opened his mouth and popped out his tongue.

The Virtue Knight took half a step back and turned sideways to avoid it, only to see a long tongue like silk rise into the sky, grazing the tip of his nose and continuing upwards until it hit the treetops. The viscous tongue is forcibly swept away, along with the dense young leaves and flexible branches.

Judging from this alone, Aldrich did not want to be entangled in it at all, and with his strength, he probably would not be able to compete with the rotten foam tongue, and he would have to take off his clothes if he did not die.

Hurriedly jumped down from the tree, landed and rolled forward to unload the force, and then rushed towards the thinker who was screaming, and from his eyes and nervous look, he could see that the golden toad was about to attack again, and immediately fell to the ground, almost sliding against the ground.

"Pop!" the rotting foam tongue wrapped around the living fossil statue, and immediately uprooted him and took him back.

'Safe!' Tris stood up, turned around and hurriedly reminded, "Put your hands up against its mouth, and I'll come over to save you at once." ”

The thinker who has nothing to do can only do it, his wisdom and eloquence are useless in front of the golden toad, but his own strength is not bad, after being cursed into a stone statue by the old witch, there is no limit to self-protection, he is stronger than an ordinary knight, and even close to Aldrich, who uses the power of a violent bear.

"Click!" Adjusting his posture, the slightly bent thinker slammed directly into the front end of the golden toad's wide mouth, his legs pressed together against its jaw, and he was delighted to smash a row of serrations on the spot, and then supported his hands on the roof of his mouth, so that the rotten foam could not close his mouth.

"Boom!" The golden toad, who continued to suffer from pain, didn't care so much, directly clenched his teeth hard, and the joints of the living fossil made a terrible sound of "creaking", obviously his strength was good, but the marble body seemed to be a little not tough enough.

"Hurry up, I can't hold it anymore. ”

The man who cleaned up the mess appeared, and Aldrich Triss leaped forward, put his hands into the throat of the rotten foam, and fired ten fingers in unison, replacing all the sources of spell casting in his body with pumpkin missiles, and firing them into it in one go.

"Bo bang...... Rumble...... Boom", a series of explosions of astonishing intensity, casting spells in a narrow range, the internal organs of the golden toad that have not completed the transformation are still very tender, and they can't resist the destructive power of the pumpkin missile at all, plus the strong acid gastric juice on the back is still eroding, under the internal and external attacks, its blood bar, that is, its vitality continues to decline, until it is emptied and becomes zero.

"Is this a victory?" the thinker was dumbfounded, even though he was rescued by Aldridge and tore open the mouth of the rotten foam, one on the other, and did not pay attention.

"Is it difficult? Fighting poison with poison to crack the poisonous and sour gastric juice of the golden toad that runs rampant in the wilderness, his metal body is both an advantage and an unforgivable burden. By the way, this is still the key, and it is definitely a big mistake not to gather a large number of subordinates. But all has passed, the dry forest is calm again, and my purpose has been accomplished. ”

Tris smiled, it was time to go to Oak Town to deliver the quest and claim the reward.

Seeing that he had made up his mind, the thinker hurriedly pointed to his feet fixed to the rock, "I say, honorable knight, now is the time to unleash. ”

"yes, but I want to ask you a question!"

"Say, I know what you're thinking?"

"Yes!" Aldrich shook his head slightly, as if to shake off some distracted thoughts.

"Don't rush to answer yet, don't worry, I know there are at least two ways to lift the curse on you. ”

The thinker opened his mouth in astonishment, which was really unexpected to him, and he couldn't help but look slightly nervous.

"Would you rather live a near-eternal life as a living fossil, or would you rather revert to a short life as an ordinary person?"