The upper beam is not correct and the lower beam is crooked, since the turmoil of His Royal Highness the Holy Dragon's mate selection has set off, all the male dragons in the clan have exploded, and the wurm lineage has become more complicated.

- "The Chronicle of the Dragon"

Facing the mastiff, Ouyang once again felt that he was stupid.

He always thought that even if he was not as brave and good at fighting as the veteran Cullen, compared to the hairy boys trained by Cullen, the mastiff man always had something outstanding, after all, the height of two meters and three was not much different from that of the brown bear of the Bill tribe.

But the reality slapped him hard, and the five bright red fingerprints corresponded to five words: let you take it for granted!

A fourth-order demonic beast with a thorny boar, these guys actually need six people to come forward and beat them! And Cullen is holding two wheel battle axes, but he can single-handedly take on an ogre that weighs another two hundred pounds!

Is it the gap in weapons? Or is it the gap in people? Ouyang didn't understand why he fell in love with these guys, thinking about letting them follow him, and wanting to give them the heavy responsibility of completing the trial.

Yes, the mastiffs did not promise to be Ouyang's followers. Just by showing off force and a reprimand, he wants to make others die or die for others, in the eyes of the mastiff, it is all fools who will do it.

They are honest, but not stupid!

The mastiffs followed Ouyang into the plateau, not to carry out trials, but to conduct winter hunting!

Winter hunting is an important program in the Thousand Needles Stone Forest, in order to prepare food for the winter, every year one month before the winter, will enter the plateau to hunt to reserve the grain after the snow is covered.

The main prey of the winter hunt is the largest herbivorous monster on the plateau, the Norwegian back, a kind of wurm!

"Black scales, bronze horns, full of spikes, and a black ridge erected on the back with a special swagger.

In addition to the poisonous spikes, one of the great abilities of Norway's back is "deterrence", which is deeply inherited by the dragon family and has the momentum of "dragon might". ”

In the "Code of Sacrifices", it is introduced.

According to the Scepter Sacrifice Eric, although the Norwegian back is a wurm, it is not strong, and it has not inherited the magic of the Light Holy Dragon, and even the "deterrence" is simulated by light magic, which is more like illusion, giving them a fifth-order rank, all of which give the Light Holy Dragon face, although the dragon clan does not recognize them as the heirs of the Light Holy Dragon.

Cullen's assessment is apt: like the raccoon people of the Bill tribe, a beard is not really wise.

Eric, whose face turned black, chose to ignore his friend and continued to tell the young man an interesting legend:

Legend has it that under the influence of the sacred dragon, the hot-blooded young man and the lewd uncle of the dragon clan have a great interest in "creating a race by themselves". A bright dragon aims at the Colorado giant hedgehogs, known as the "spikes of the plateau", and is obsessed with their soft bellies, to establish a "spiked harem" on the plateau. With his exuberant energy and excellent healing ability, he spent a lifetime creating the "Norwegian Backbone" wurm.

Under the leadership of the mastiffs, they crossed another mountain beam, and the willows and flowers were bright and another village, but what suddenly opened up in front of them was a lush green, and the flat land formed by the alluvial flow of water was hidden between several towering mountain beams. There is water flowing through, and the aquatic knotweeds, the tide-loving alders, and the ferns on the steep slopes crowd the entire valley, and this spacious place seems to be crowded.

To hunt the Norwegian back, you have to go deep into this valley.

Watching the captain skillfully command the bearman warriors, centaur archers, and the two minotaurs to blend into the lush woods in an orderly manner, Ouyang was quite interested in the brown bear man of the Bir tribe named Wabang.

Ouyang couldn't figure it out, the Bil bear people were straight-headed, a little sluggish, and they looked lazy and lazy to think when they started things, but whether it was the sergeant major of the larch camp or the captain of the hunting team of the Thousand Needles Stone Forest camp, they were all served by the Bill bear people.

"Kulun, is it common for the Bill clan to serve as an officer among Beamon?" Ouyang patted the black bear man looking around.

"Of course, it's common for low-ranking officers in the army to be held by Bill. Cullen was holding a tomahawk in one hand and pinching a fern tail as thick as sugar cane in the other, smearing slime on it as lubricant.

This Bill obviously didn't understand his subtext, so Ouyang had no choice but to ask bluntly: "Aren't all Bills dull-headed? How can you get on the other races? Doesn't it mean that the Fox clan is quite smart?"

Cullen sniffled, threw half of the fat fern into his mouth, and chewed it as if the bitter taste could help him think, and after a long while, he said, "Actually, Bill also has a time when he is enlightened, like me, he has followed Lord Veena to go more places, so he can naturally become an officer." If you don't believe me, ask Wabang. As he spoke, the black-faced Bill really beckoned Captain Brown Bear over, threw the burden to the other party, showed that he was smart, and said, "Captain Wabang, Luke has a problem with the sacrifice and wants to ask you for advice." ”

The cunning of the black-faced man made several fern-picking women laugh. Under the guidance of the forest elves, they learned how to skillfully remove the slime, cut out crisp pieces of fern, and chew rudely like a black bear.

Of course, Ouyang didn't dare to take the liberty of asking such an idiotic question as the serious-looking Captain Brown Bear, so he changed the topic and said, "Captain Wabang, can you tell us about Norway's back?"

In the valley, near the river, there were huge footprints, and the sparse knotted grass grew miserably, and it was obvious that the behemoth had trampled it into mud, and the grass was sad.

Several rugged giant beasts wade through the river to draw water, the spikes on their backs are dense, diffracting the seven colors of the sun, which looks very hard, and the whitish parts at the end of the spikes also have a kind of "light burning poison". Stained with such a toxin, the skin and flesh near the wound will be dry and cracked, just like a sun-dried rice field, if you really want to be pierced by spikes, don't want to live, the god of light can't save you!

In the quiet afternoon, the tallest spiked beast cocked its tail and released piles of material that dyed a large area of the river yellow-green, then turned its head and sniffed it with its plump nostrils like a hippopotamus, and waved its neck dissatisfiedly, plucking the water in front of a spiked beast next to it. The other party was obviously annoyed by this rude move, and raised his head and roared, and a pair of crooked horns shot out a bright light and struck the disgusting guy. Like a child's urine that has been submerged in a basin of water, the bright light ripples in circles of light on the tall man's body, instantly enveloping his whole body. Then, the bad guy's body changed color, the black jade-like spikes became the same color as the water, and the tall beast looked like a large one. The two beautiful females who had been leaning against it were frightened and ducked away.

The giant beast that turned yellow and green also responded with a light, and the other party was dyed yellow and white.

"That's the light magic 'Judgment Light', which is inherited from the Norwegian back and is inherited from the Holy Dragon of Light, which we call dyeing magic, which is said to be an optical dyeing that does not dissipate through menstruation. The brown bear man explained with a brown face, explaining such a thing to a few beautiful women, even if the skin is brown, it is useless, and it will inevitably turn red.

Ouyang looked at the yellow-green, yellow-white two giant beasts colliding together, while trying to prick each other with his own spikes, while fearing that the other party's spikes would twist their bodies to dodge, the fat on his face couldn't help twitching, and asked Kou Sha, "These guys are our prey? Their meat is delicious?"

Kosha's pale face flushed, and he nodded helplessly. If you don't say that you want to eat such a guy, you will have to roll in the river later, which is heart-stopping.

"I'm afraid of a hammer!" Cullen spat as if to embolden himself, but he forgot that he was chewing on a fern hook that was particularly full of juice, and the slime sprayed the minotaur next to him in the face, and said, "This beast is better than a soft mud monster, right?"

"Have you eaten?!"

"How is that possible!" Cullen denied with fear on his face, "I killed a nest back then, and the immortals were stinky, and Ge Laozi stinked for a month!"

Norway's back sensed the movement on this side, and his head became vigilant, and the two ends of the fight also stopped, and looked at this side angrily, and then rushed at the same time with a roar, to take out his anger on these intruders, and rushed towards them with all his strength as if they were competing with each other.

As they run, the spikes on their backs snap together, turning from spiky chestnuts to rows of pine towers, but the color of their bodies makes people reluctant to look at them directly.

"Fight!Disperse and intercept!" Warbang roared as he resumed his duties as the captain of the hunt.

When the mastiffs heard the order, they scattered in groups of six or seven like fishing nets.

The two sides collided, and the backs of the two running Norways suddenly jumped up, and the spikes that closed together on both sides of the body formed the shape of two fins. They opened, and then quickly closed, sending them high like wings.

In the air, the two Norwegian backs bit their tails and curled their bodies into a ball, and with the help of the two wings, they spun in the air, getting faster and faster, and the spikes on their bodies spread out again, whirring and cutting the sunlight that was cast.

"Obislachi! it's a meat bullet chariot!" Cullen roared, removing the pair of wheeled tomahawks from his back.

"Spread out! Get cover!" Warbon roared!

The back of Norway in the sky is like two brilliant Tiboros, forming ten thousand rays of light, not only the spikes more than a meter long, but also the rays of light that shoot out from the spikes. This is not an illusion, but a kind of light magic, the most basic "dancing light technique"!

The Magic Apprentice's "Dancing Light" can only be used to create torch lighting, but the "Dancing Light" of the dragon, which dances on the spikes of Norway's back, becomes a wandering blade. The "penetrating" effect of light magic will evolve into a blade that cuts magic shields, steel shields!

Norway's backs are very easy to catch monsters, although their bodies are full of spikes, but these spikes grow backwards like hedgehogs, and the front of the body is a weak point, except for two round and bald "dragon horns", there is a big mouth like a hippopotamus, which is not a problem for the Bimeng warriors.

But now! It's Doug biting the hedgehog, and there's no way to get out of it!

Is this still the stupid and cute beast that just used his face to pull dung water?

Is it still like a child fighting with charcoal and scribbling indiscriminately?

This kind of tactics is clearly an excellent teaching material for "playing to strengths and avoiding weaknesses"!

If the other Norwegian Backbones do this, who will hunt whom?

ps：

Wandering the plateau is a monster that lives in nightmares and epics, the natural enemy of all life, and any organic matter is described as crunchy in its mouth, this is the "Grylls Swallower", the existence that eats in order to survive, at the lower end of the food chain. It is said that only a red ticket can seal its teeth, and only a thick enough red ticket can cushion its bite force!

Actually, I was looking for a house, and I only wrote more than 2,000 words in the past few days, well, everyone can understand!