c_t; A swamp is a swamp after all, and no matter how beautiful the surrounding environment is, it can't change some of the characteristics of a swamp. Read the full text of the latest chapterRead the full text of the latest chapterIn this whispering swamp of hundreds of thousands of square kilometers, it is full of huge mires of unfathomable depth, which sleep quietly under the accumulated leaves of Suogu wood, waiting for the victims to step into the engulfing trap themselves. During the rainy season, they turn into shallow lakes and become a paradise for aquatic life and various flying insects, and countless mosquitoes flutter in swarms around the edge of the lake, making a huge tooth-weeping sound. Towards the dry season, when the rainfall decreases, these lakes slowly and naturally dry up and turn into wide swamps, where unwitting animals will always stray into them and fall prey to them. The carcasses of the animals slowly rotted at the bottom of the swamp, some of them turning into nutrients to nourish the surrounding ground, while others turned into strangely colored gases, forcibly squeezed out of the soft silt, turning into bubbles with water on the wet surface of the swamp, emitting a series of gurgling bubbles and bursting bubbles. This bubbling gas not only emits an unpleasant stench, but also carries a strong toxicity, and breathing in this environment for a period of time will soon cause symptoms of poisoning and even rapid death. During this season, most of the exposed water surface disappears, and the continuous lakes become small puddles, so the number of mosquitoes that gather is greatly reduced, and only a small number of flying insects gather around the small puddles. In their place, there are countless water snakes and loaches, as well as swamp frogs that live in the mud, crawling out of their nests in the mire in the hundreds, preying on enough flying insects to accumulate energy before the driest season arrives, and then hiding back into their nests to go into dry sleep and survive the dry season, when food is scarce and dangerous. [See the latest chapter of the book]

It has to be said that everyone chose the best time to enter the swamp. In April and May, the dry season is about to pass, the rainy season is coming, and now it is the time when the two seasons meet, and there is some rain, but it is not so wet that the clothes can wring out water every day. It's not as hot and humid as it is in the dry season. Even the ground, which is particularly suitable for walking during this season, is now not a network of water criss-crossing the land as it is in the rainy season, and the swamps are fragmented by lakes and rivers, and it is often only two or three hours to reach a target. But it is blocked by these lakes and waterways, and it becomes a detour of a day or two. It's not like the poisonous stench wafting everywhere in the dry season, and you have to be on guard against being swallowed by the mire at all times, even if you can break free with a vindictive spirit for high-level professionals, so it's not fatal. But I'm afraid no one likes the feeling of being covered in mud.

"So, hiss, in the eyes of the outside world, now is the best season to enter the swamp. Galantis pinched a swamp frog that was scurrying around as several people passed by. Looking at its emaciated body, it pursed its lips regretfully, and threw it directly back into the pond on the side: "But our people don't like it very much. Hiss, preferring the alternation of seasons half a year later. Nowadays many animals have just experienced dry hibernation, hissing, emaciated except for skin and bones. It's not tasty at all. Hiss, and half a year later, that time will be different, at that time the animals will eat their own fat, hiss, just like the swamp frog just now, half a year later will become as big as two fists, hiss, and the frog meat on the body is fat and tender, the mother will simply roast them with a fire, that is...... Hiss, hiss"

"Wipe your saliva away. Catherine chuckled, there was no ridicule in her elegant smile, the girl understood very well this kind of longing for her hometown and relatives after leaving her hometown for a few years, of course, the longing naturally included the food of her hometown. Handing the handkerchief to the disgraced lizardman lady, the knight maiden fantasized about the swamp delicacies described by Galantis, and said with some longing: "It sounds tempting, but that season is the best season for hunting, you hunters must be very busy, and all tribes should be hunting." ”

"On the contrary, mass hunting is forbidden in that season, hissing reads; Galantis shook his big head and said, "Many monsters will give birth in that season, hiss, and if they hunt at that time, they will hurt the pregnant female beasts and the young beasts that have not yet grown up, hiss, we will not do such a thing." However, hiss, personal hunting is still possible, when I was a child, I liked that season the most, hiss, my mother always took me out to hunt some small animals every few days, hey, hey, hiss, my first prey was hunted at that time, and I was never so happy. ”

The innocent and cheerful personality of the lizardman lady seems to make the girls like it very much, just a few days after they met, several girls have become very good friends, and they will always get together in action and hiss and talk non-stop, of course, basically Galantis keeps saying, other girls are most of the time unable to keep up with Galantis's overly lively thoughts, only occasionally have the opportunity to interject a few words, the rest of the time, the team will always echo around the lizardman lady mixed with hissing happy voice, so that the girls quite admire the language ability of this particular lizardman。 Even Lord Catherine, who made the entire adventuring party tremble with her preaching ability, had to be defeated in the face of Galantis.

"That's right, Pannis. As if she couldn't take it anymore, Vivien had to distract the girl who was attached to her mother with another topic: "You said that the High Priest of Alcmene was urging us, how did she know we were here, and she contacted you with a soul whisper?"

"How can the soul whisper be so far away, no matter how strong the strength is, it is impossible to do it. Pannis smiled bitterly at Vivien, who looked at Vivien with threats and requests for help in her eyes, and said helplessly: "It's just a small trick between the more familiar demigods, using the opening and closing of the inherent spiritual realm to transmit information, the effective range is much farther than the soul whisper, within a hundred kilometers, you can basically sense the realm state of another demigod, if you agree on a special message meaning in advance, you can use this method to achieve long-distance communication." Just like just now, I told her to bring her friends to look for her, and her relatives, and then she was like crazy, and urged me more than ten times in a row to let me go as fast as I could. However, there seems to be something to deal with on her side, and she can't get out of it for a while, otherwise she would probably have rushed over a long time ago. ”

"Hiss, Mommy's Something?" Sure enough, when the topic of Mother was mentioned, Lady Lizardman immediately became focused, habitually grabbing Pannis's sleeve and asking, "What the hell is going on?"

"Don't be nervous. Pannis patted Galantis on the head: "It's just that there are guests, and it seems that they are still more important guests." (To be continued~^~)

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