Modo carefully hid himself in the shade of a large tree, curled up, and tried to hold his breath, as a pack of dozen demon wolves passed by the foot of his tree. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

It's not that Modo is afraid of these forest demon wolves who are only about ten levels high, if they are changed to another place, their best result is to become the food of Modo's master, but in this strange primeval forest, the only way to avoid them is to try to avoid them.

All the demonic beasts controlled by the mysterious will, they usually eat each other's flesh and blood, but as soon as they find the traces of the alien invaders, they will strangely put down all hostility and work together to completely tear the alien invaders apart.

This information was obtained by the upper elves at a great cost, and before Modo set off, he was trained by a group of druid elders for two days, and they introduced to Modo in every detail, all kinds of experiences that were exchanged for blood and life, which can be regarded as another help provided by Turandot and Nightwind for Modo.

This is the third day that the little dwarf has gone deep into the forest, but tragically, Modo's optimistic estimation is that he has only traveled less than three hundred miles in this forest, and if he continues like this, it will take an astonishing half a year to reach his destination.

The reason why the speed of travel is so slow like an ant crawling is mainly to avoid these dense demonic beasts; Modo always raises his senses to the extreme, as long as there is a wind and grass, he immediately begins to hide, for fear that after being discovered by the demonic beasts, it will attract more demonic beasts, and then fall into a long hard battle, wasting more time.

Eventually, Modo hid in the shade of the tree, and after hiding for a while, he determined which wolves were far away, and then slid down the trunk, only by analyzing the light shining through the shade of the tree, it was close to the time of darkness.

This also means that the little dwarf Lord Modo must find a safe place to spend the night, otherwise falling into the dark forest will be even more terrifying and dangerous......

God knows what kind of mutation has happened in this forest, if Modo's reaction speed was a little worse, he would have lost his life yesterday.

It was a very strange thing that Moduo passed through a flower field of about 100 acres, and a flower field appeared in the dense primeval forest, but this kind of flower, which was completely larger than the Eight Immortals Table, looked extremely gorgeous, and the fragrance emitted was not only non-toxic, but refreshing.

At that time, Mo Duo was indeed careless, mainly because he relied on his strong strength, thinking that even if there were demonic beasts in ambush in the flower field, it would not be a great time to spend.

Then, as he approached the flowers to admire, the giant flowers immediately showed their hideous side, and they opened their huge mouths and bit them down, and if it weren't for Modo's astonishing reaction, they would have been swallowed in one bite.

Annoyed and angry, Mo Duo brandished the dragon slaying knife and cut down all the hundreds of giant flowers on the periphery of the flower field, and then after those bulging buds fell to the ground, revealing an extremely disgusting scene, which was full of half-digested animal remains, and the intoxicating smell immediately made Lord Mo Duo vomit in a dim......

Packing up his mind, Modo continued on his way while keeping an eye out for a place to spend the night tonight, but luckily, he finally found a stretch of spruce bushes before it was completely dark, which was a good place to spend the night.

After all, although the tall spruce trees are not easy to climb and sleep on the trunk at night, they are completely safe compared to the dangers on the ground.

After making the trunk a little bit and making a hidden nest, the sky was completely dark, and Modo took some water and gnawed a piece of hard jerky, even if he had dealt with today's dinner.

He let out a long sigh in his heart, for such a thing as a hot meal would be completely insulated from him in a few months, and then he took out a cigar and sniffed it on his nose, but he did not dare to light it directly, so he could only live like this.

Another ten days have passed, and now it is the sixteenth day of going deep into the primeval forest, and after entering the forest for a week, the little dwarf who is familiar with this primeval forest is moving forward a lot faster.

But even so, in half a month, the full calculation is nothing more than a journey of more than 2,000 miles, less than a fraction of the overall distance; after staying in this primeval forest for so long, the appearance of the old man Modo is not much different from the legendary wild man, the only difference is that the wild man will not wear a shiny bald head.

Under his feet was a weed taller than Modo's head, and Modo struggled to move forward in it, when suddenly there was a sound of footsteps in front of him, and suddenly Modo was surprised and delighted, and this was definitely the footsteps of the natives of this forest, because the sound of those steel weapons colliding in the march was so pleasant to the ears of the little dwarf.

It had been half a month in the forest, and this was the first time he had the opportunity to see the legendary natives, so Modo quietly jumped over and hid beside the path that the natives had to pass.

After a while, these natives appeared in front of Modo's eyes, and then these legendary natives suddenly made Modo almost lose his big teeth, and a group of strong ...... Goblins.

Yes, the team of more than a dozen people in front of him is definitely the goblin clan, although they are a little taller than those poor relatives on the Fila continent, and the muscle bumps on their bodies are even stronger, but the pointed ears and green skin all over the body show that they are definitely the goblins who have not run.

The leather armor made of the skin of unknown monsters, the heavy weapons in the hands, and the lightest ones are more than dozens of catties, these goblin natives have completely refreshed the little dwarf's cognition of goblins.

The goblins were supposed to be the so-called hunting party, for they were carrying two stout wild boars, and the natives were laughing and talking about the abundant harvest, but their words fell to the ears of the little gnomes hidden nearby, and they could not understand a word at all.

And the two stout wild boars had been dead for a long time, and Mo Duo noticed that one of the wild boars was fatally wounded on the head, it was a heavy blow that almost smashed the skull, and it was able to make such a powerful blow, Mo Duo knew that this was at least the strength of a warrior above level twelve.

Curiosity struck Modo, and he followed the goblin warriors with great care, and after walking for more than ten miles, he finally came to the outside of the goblin camp.