The lone wolf has no savings, except for the perfect-level scimitar, and the fine-grade leather armor is still worth some money, no way, as a bandit, no matter how much money you save, it doesn't matter if you save more money, so it's all used to buy equipment.

Downton searched the money bag from Romario and found only a dozen gold coins, examined the other corpses, and found that each one was poorer than the other, and with his current net worth, he could no longer look down on these small coins.

Those Texas Red Wolf mounts were good, because the werewolves dropped their reins on the trunk of a tree when they attacked Downton, so none of them ran away, and they all took him down.

"In the human realm, a red wolf can be sold for 30,000 gold coins, which is a lot of income. Homer counted fifty-two red wolves, but they were all ordinary goods, even the one from Romario was not a pure-blood.

After cleaning up the battlefield, Downton continued on his way.

......

Dark clouds cover the sky, and torrential rain pours!

The raindrops the size of beans fell down, and the whole redwood forest fell into a huge rain curtain.

Downton wore a wide coat and squatted on the thick roots of a large tree growing out of the ground, waiting quietly.

Click!

The thunder flashed, and the silver dragon ran away.

"What the hell weather!"

Downton wiped the rain from his face, and if he hadn't been worried about any danger, he would have taken refuge in the big library to avoid the rain.

At the end of yesterday's battle, there were still more than a dozen werewolves running away, and Downton estimated that they would not give up, so he wanted to leave the forest early, after all, those guys were native, and they were very familiar with every grass and tree here, and it was easy to track them with half the effort, but this torrential rain, which had lasted for nearly three hours, disrupted his jihua.

Unbeknownst to Downton, while he was sheltering from the rain, Rockel's troops were attacked by Storm Bear and Tyson. After holding out for less than half an hour, they were defeated and began to flee.

The badly wounded soldiers were discarded and then slaughtered by the ferocious ogres.

"You can sleep for a while, I'll be on guard!"

Homer couldn't do anything about the weather, and the only thing he could do was to keep Downton refreshed.

Ghouls and abominations do their duty. Standing in the heavy rain, like a stone statue, let the rain wash away, did not move a little.

In the evening, the rain finally stopped, but the dark clouds did not disperse much, and in the forest, the light was very dim, so the vision was still poor.

Downton walked less than 100 meters. I had to stop, the water made the soil soft, and when I stepped on it, I directly sank into my ankle, which was too laborious.

"Let's camp here tonight!"

Homer didn't advise Downton to hurry.

The forest was damp, and Downton slept very poorly, and when he woke up the next morning, he found some small red bumps on his body.

Hu Tao and Celes are related to their race and constitution. On the contrary, it was fine.

After a few complaints, Downton nibbled on bread. On the road again, at noon, arrived at a lake.

"It's so beautiful!"

Serex, who had come out of the war space to rest, saw the lake dotted in the forest, green like an emerald in the shade of the trees, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion, and ran over.

"Get a few DV crystals later. Encounter these beautiful views again, which can be preserved. Downton took a deep breath and surveyed his surroundings, he didn't bother to let out the ghoul guards anyway after just a few minutes of rest. But I encountered a surprise attack.

Some homemade arrows shot out of the dense forest and struck crookedly near Downton.

"Be careful!" Downton drew his saber and swept away the cluster of arrows, pounced on Serex, "Walnut, take cover!"

Whoa!

Hundreds of fish-men who lived on the shores of the lake rushed out shouting, armed with wooden guns and stone axes, and slaughtered Downton.

They prefer to charge and slash rather than archery.

"The momentum is good, but isn't this weapon too bad?"

Downton was still nervous, but after seeing these monsters with green scales, he was relieved, he knew that the combat power of these guys was all at the level of five scum.

Quasimodo stepped through the gates of war with a group of abominations and appeared in front of Downton, like a barrier blocking the way of the fish-men.

Creak!

The fish people braked en masse, and even a few of them couldn't stop because they were running too fast and fell to the ground.

There was no sound, these fishmen who lived on the shore of the lake all the year round originally thought that they were prey and took the initiative to come to the door, but they thought that suddenly there was a large and majestic warrior, and they were almost shocked to even burst their eyeballs.

Almost at the same time, the fishmen turned around in unison, and then ran for their lives with all their might.

"Stop chasing. ”

Downton was about to give the order when Homer interrupted.

"Wait, it seems that this fish-man tribe has lived here for many years, and if they keep up, they may have accumulated a lot of possessions. ”

"I'm not short of money. Downton wanted to leave as soon as possible, "Maybe Tyson is after us." ”

"I'm not talking about gold, I'm talking about herbs, or other rare ores. Homer patiently introduced, "Compared with you humans, these forest tribes are more able to identify and accumulate such valuable items. ”

"Okay!"

Downton had no choice, so he released all the demon servants in one breath and let them chase and kill.

There may be some fishmen who have good IQs, but they can't stand the bad things of their pig teammates, and under the persecution of hatred and hot pursuit, they panic and subconsciously choose to flee back to the tribe, as if there is a sense of security for them.

It only took Downton twenty minutes to find the monster's lair along the way.

It was a small tribe of more than 300 fishmen, surrounded by a two-meter-high wooden fence, in addition to a mushroom-shaped hut made of a mixture of branches and mud, and ten ten-meter-high wooden watchtowers, each with two sentries standing on it, alert for the sudden appearance of the enemy.

"This place is poorly defended, master, I promise you can take it down with a single charge!" Quasimodo knelt down on one knee and pleaded.

For the fish-men, who were less than a meter and a half tall, it took them a lot of effort to erect these hugging logs, but for the abomination, they didn't even use weapons, and they could be toppled by brute force alone.

"Wait!" Downton surveyed the tribe with a telescope. All of them were running around in a panic, and some children were crying, as if they had suddenly entered the era of the end of the law.

"You can't be soft-hearted, are you?" Homer immediately guessed Downton's mind, he has always been the type of person who doesn't offend me, I don't offend.

"I'm not a racist, just slaughtering a tribe, even a monster like a fish-man. Isn't it too cruel?"

Downton pursed the corners of his mouth, and if he insisted on saying it, the fish-people were also intelligent creatures, but they were a little uglier.

"Don't forget, they were going to shoot you. Homer reminded, "If you hadn't had the hatred that scared them, you thought you could have left?"

"Forget it, I can't talk about you, Quasimodo. Prepare with your men, don't kill people just yet, and smash the fence to give them a warning. Downton clenched his fists, "If you don't pay the ransom, you will be killed." ”

"You seem to have forgotten that we also have a fish-man shaman captive. Homer smiled, "Let's get it out there and see it?"

"yes, I guess that guy is going to get moldy, right?" Downton patted his head. Remembering the hapless shaman he caught in the dungeon, "It didn't starve, did it?"

"Not dead. In order to detain it, some magic stones were wasted slightly. ”

The shaman was thrown out by the elemental tugging and fell into the soil covered with fallen leaves, and was immediately covered in muddy water.

It lives in a different space than Hu Tao, it's just a little black prison, if it weren't for Homer's worries about driving it crazy. It will not even give it a little light, and even the air will have to be controlled, after all, the smaller the consumption, the less energy it needs to provide from the magic stone.

The shaman squinted his eyes like a mentally ill person. Struggled wildly, then glanced at the sky, his face full of ecstasy.

"I'm out, I'm finally out!"

After being stunned for a moment, the shaman got up and ran wildly, trying to escape, only to fall down continuously.

Quasimodo chased after it with a few strides, and a big kick landed on its knee.

The shaman's thin body could not withstand such an attack, and after breaking the bone, he lay in the mud with his calf in his arms and wailed.

There are a lot of fish people in the tribe who are looking at the probe, no way, this is already Zuihou's home, and they are reluctant to throw it away.

"Shut it up!" Downton was annoyed.

Quasimodo raised his foot to kick, but was stopped by Downton again.

"Wait, let's change someone, you have too much strength, go down this foot, and it will die. Downton sighed, Jackson wasn't there, otherwise it would be the best job for him.

Quasimodo scratched his scalp in embarrassment.

"Don't fight, I'm not running. The shaman finally came to his senses, and then asked in a daze, "Master, where is this?"

I have to say that the shaman is very discerning and consciously becomes a slave.

"It's the Western Earth Continent. Downton threw the shaman a divine wind to ease its pain.

"I'm leaving the dungeon?" the shaman was stunned for a moment, and when he saw Downton nodding, he subconsciously looked at the sky, and despite the dense occupation, there was still some light falling through the gaps.

The shaman stretched out his hands and wanted to grasp them with a reverent expression, and then his face showed ecstasy, "I come out, I am the first fish-man in the tribe to leave Porusna, and my name will be recorded in the history of the fish-people." ”

"Hey, are you too arrogant?" Hu Tao dissatisfied, "I think it's true that your corpse will be eaten." ”

"Great master, praise be to you!" the shaman knelt on his knees, "I am willing to offer you loyalty!"

"What can you do?" Quasimodo scoffed, the fishmen were too thin to even be qualified for artillery fire.

"I can take this tribe for you. "The shaman has long noticed the tribe full of fish-man decorations, is this the surface fish-men?

In fact, the shaman had already figured it out during the time he was imprisoned, that is, he was loyal to Downton, but he suddenly came out just now, and he was a little excited and carried away, so he was beaten. (To be continued......)