Located 100 miles south of Lilith's Hut, the Plains of Sickwood was originally the border between the Southern Wilderness and the Twilight Forest, but due to the contamination of a witchcraft experiment a long time ago, the vegetation in the entire plains has been mutated, and most of the trees have shed their original green leaves, and many red branches have grown instead. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Info trees give up their original photosynthesis and survive by absorbing nutrients from the soil and free energy from the air.

The original low bushes have been turned into tumbleweeds that can pull rhizomes away from the soil, and whenever the windy weather comes, a large number of spherical shrubs can be seen rolling on the plains of diseased trees, which is a very strange scene.

The vines that used to be wrapped around the trees have also become vampire vines that feed on the blood of living creatures. Usually these dark red vampire vines hide underground, or climb on dry trees, once a prey passes, they will quickly attack, entangle the prey, pierce the body of the creature with sharp hard thorns, and then inject a part of the biotoxin, waiting for the creature to paralyze and suck a large amount of blood. Until the blood of the creatures is sucked dry, they are like venomous snakes with roots, entrenched on the plains of diseased wood.

Of course, not all of them are bad news after the witchcraft experiments, at least the mushrooms in this area have grown very large, each one is the size of a washbasin, and a few especially large ones can be the size of a tent. Also, I don't know why the mushrooms here are so delicious and smooth that they are a good ingredient. Of course, first you have to be able to distinguish between poisonous mushrooms and non-poisonous mushrooms. If you don't eat poisonous mushrooms, except for the special bloodlines that have strong resistance to poison under the wizard level, they generally can't last more than 10 seconds, so no one studies the antidote, because it's too late. It is for this reason that each apprentice who travels along the route is given an illustrated book of edible plants. God knows how many apprentices' lives were exchanged for this information.

Of course, if you think that there are no other creatures living in such a treacherous place, you are very wrong. In fact, no matter how treacherous the natural environment is, there will be life that will survive tenaciously, just as people don't understand why the first polar bears had to run to the cold Arctic, you see how comfortable their southern counterparts are. Similarly, the people of the Wizard Continent don't understand why there are a lot of goblins and kobolds gathered in the Sick Wood Plains with such poor conditions.

"Of course, the struggle was defeated and driven out. "If the kobold Doug knew what people were asking, he would have said that. Of course, no one asks the question. Because usually there are only two outcomes after a human and a dog head meet, one is a fight. Those who lose leave their lives behind and contribute their bodies to become food for kobolds or scavengers. The other is that the weaker party escapes, and there are two kinds of results, one is that they do not catch up, and then they go back to their respective homes. The other is to catch up, please see the previous article for the results.

This year's year in the Sick Wood Plains is not very good. It doesn't rain much, the mushrooms don't grow much, and they are very small, so there is not enough to eat. I heard that most of the clouds had been led north by those in black robes to water the neatly grown weeds. "I don't know why they're doing this, is it to starve the strong Lord Doug?" thought the kobold Doug.

In the past, when things were bad, Master Doug would always lead the clan to find a nearby Lord Pierre to fight. Oh, and Pierre is the leader of a nearby goblin tribe. After the fight, everyone cleaned up the battlefield together and in a friendly manner, and then went home to eat, well, finally ate meat.

However, at the beginning of this year, a kobold who had awakened the bloodline of a dragon warlock came to the clan, and God knows why this warlock came to the barren Plains of Sick Wood and burned Lord Doug's beloved fur with an evil fireball, and then kicked Lord Doug aside and took over the group of less than 30 people himself. You must know that the kobold who has awakened the bloodline of the warlock is considered a scarce commodity in the kobold royal city in the west, and he can be a sacrifice in any big tribe he goes, eat the best barbecue, and sleep with the most beautiful kobold. What's even more infuriating is that the new Warlock doesn't eat goblins, and he doesn't allow his men to eat them, so he has to let Lord Doug guard the road to see if he can run into a lone traveler.

"Damn it, how can you let Venerable Lord Doug do such a lowly thing, wouldn't it be nice to send a few of his men at will?" the kobold cursed in dissatisfaction. Of course, no matter how bold he was, he wouldn't dare to say it. Because, the kobold who had awakened the bloodline of the dragon vein warlock was lying behind the stone not far away, and the last kobold who was disrespectful to the warlock had already become breakfast the day before yesterday.

It's dusk, and the kobold Doug looks at the sun that is about to set, damn it's another day of nothing, is it going to be hungry again today? I really miss the time when I was the leader, if I were the leader, I guess I would have drunk the beautiful broth by now. I really miss my old life. Doug sighed inwardly.

Suddenly, Doug's body lying on the ground felt a tremor of fine grit. Doug hurriedly pressed his big ears to the ground and listened carefully, "Here, it's a horse, it doesn't seem to be much, just a few, the dragon god blesses, we have meat to eat." Doug shouted excitedly.

"Shut up, you idiot, and throw you into the soup pot where you cook supper, and get ready to pull the rope. Damn, cover the rope with floating dirt, you're still on the ground and only the blind goblin can't see. And you idiots, go to the other side of the road, don't hide here, grab your knives, remember to throw a round of rocks and then go up and chop. Don't rush straight ahead. Hide behind a tree first, it's you, hide behind such a small tree so that the blind can't see, forget it, you lie on the ground and pretend to be a corpse. The kobold warlock cursed as he directed the group of kobolds to set up an ambush position. Then he clenched the staff in his hand tightly. He looked nervous and expectantly looking at the road in the distance.

......The rhythmic sound of horses' hooves is getting closer and closer, and a team of people and horses has gradually emerged in the distance. Doug took a closer look. Fortunately, there were not many of them, only six people, neither those strange guys who were driving the carriage with a large number of people, nor those hateful tin cans, nor those terrifying beings in black robes. Hey, there seems to be some wonderful word floating over just now, what is canned, forget it, forget it, it's definitely not an important thing.

Doug gripped the rope tightly in his hand, it was a hemp rope that had been used for an unknown amount of time, and it was dropped by some hapless caravan. The original yellow hemp rope had turned gray, and it was worn out in many places, and the other end of the rope was being pulled in the hands of another kobold, what was his name, Gori or Gerry? Doug felt that his palms were soaked with sweat, why did he feel nervous, why did he tremble, it must be excited, yes, excited. Lord Doug is going to have meat to eat in the evening. Come on, my lovely foodies. Well, yes, come to the bowl.