Chapter 141: The Valley of the Rock Breakers
"Roar!"
Following the twists and turns of the mountain path, Scott came to the cave, and then a black bear that smelled the smell of life roared out of the cave.
Indeed, as Chef Cadera of the Fireplace Hotel puts it, it was a massive black bear standing two stories tall, with paws comparable to Scott's half-body, and a mouth that exhaled a foul breath and was the thickness of an arm's teeth.
This is a Rock Mordan black bear that has advanced to a ferocious beast, as an advanced level of an ordinary beast, the strength of a ferocious beast is enough to crush an ordinary hero rank, and it is no wonder that the dwarven hunter Verin has lost a leg.
But whether it was an ordinary beast or a ferocious beast, there was no difference in front of Scott.
has already entered the legendary stage, even if it only relies on **, Scott has also caused an absolute crushing of the old black charcoal in front of him.
With just one punch, the old black charcoal shattered his bones all over his body and collapsed to the ground. And the second punch had already taken its life.
With a slight flick of his fingers, a stone shot out of Scott's hand, breaking the bear teeth in the mouth of the old black charcoal, and bounced out of the mouth, which was the evidence of killing the old black charcoal, no one with such thick fangs as the Rookmodan black bear.
Then, Scott grabbed the hind legs of the old black charcoal in his hand, twisted his hand, and the blood flew out, and a thick bear leg separated from the bear's body, which would be the main ingredient for Scott's next meal of Sersamar's blood sausage.
"It's time to go back. ”
"With the fangs of the old black charcoal, I think I can get a lot of news from the fireplace inn. ”
Shaking off the blood from the bear's leg, Scott put the bear's leg on his shoulder, ready to go back. But just as he turned around, a series of sounds like rocks rubbing against each other sounded from the bottom of the mountain, and the rhythm of it was faintly oscillating, light and dark, as if it were a language.
Scott's heart moved slightly, and he returned to the old black charcoal, put the bear leg down, turned sideways slightly, and came to the side of the cave in the valley faintly and invisibly.
The nest of the old black charcoal is already located at the highest point of this peak, where there is no trail, and on the other side there is a steep wall, on which only lichens, mosses and tenacious shrubs can take root on the cliffs.
At this moment, what Scott saw slightly sideways was a tribe of stone palatines, countless stone shacks made of flake rocks were all over the valley below the peaks, and in the middle of the valley, there was a group of stone palatinous monsters lined up in a neat queue, hanging down their long and curved arms, bending their short lower limbs, and waving the stone stick in their hands from time to time with the shout of a huge stone palatinous monster in the front, and echoing in unison.
The mind in his mind turned slightly, Scottrade activated the function of language translation, and after a moment of silence, a shout came into his ears, but Scotter understood the meaning.
"I, Grimlock, am the King!"
"King, King!"
"I, Grimlock, will destroy the dwarves!"
"Destroy the dwarves, destroy the dwarves!"
"I, Grimlock, am the greatest!"
"Great, great!"
Although the Stonepalatins are a savage and intellectually retarded race, and the idea of tyrannical races does not mean that they do not have their own language and traditional way of life.
Obviously, this group of stone palatins who appeared out of nowhere have adapted to life in this valley and have almost become an independent kingdom, and they even have a collar, which is still full of pride and great ideals, and it must be said that this is a wonderful exhibition.
Quietly retreating, Scout returned to the cave and picked up the hind legs of Old Black Charcoal, although these stone palatins were training their armies and planning attacks on the dwarves, but these had nothing to do with Scott for the time being, he was just accumulating some intelligence and accumulation for the exploration of Uldaman.
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"These are the hind legs and fangs of old black charcoal?"
After only half a day, Scott returned to the Fireplace Hotel, and looked at the black bear hind legs and huge fangs that Scott had placed on the large table in the center of the hotel, causing a large number of dwarves to watch, and Vidra Fireplace was a little incredulous.
"That's the end of it?"
So relaxed, the old black charcoal that had plagued the Sersama hunters for a long time died, and the iron-colored food of his inn would be able to continue?
"This is the fangs of the old black charcoal!"
"This round hole was shot out of its mouth with my shotgun!"
Old Verin, the dwarven hunter with the best qualifications to confirm the identity of Old Black Carbon, was invited to the fireplace, still holding gauze on one of his legs, but when he heard that a warrior had gone to hunt Old Black Carbon and needed someone to be an expert, he insisted on coming to the inn despite his injuries.
And the fact did not disappoint Old Verin's expectations, the foreign brave really hunted the old black charcoal and brought back its fangs and hind legs.
Scott, on the other hand, was leaning on the bar of the Fireplace Hotel at the moment, chatting with the dwarf chef Cadera.
"Well, I'm back with the hind legs of the old black charcoal, can you help me make a more high-level Sersama blood sausage?"
"Absolutely. ”
"But why don't you bring the whole black bear back? You know, in addition to the hind legs, the bear's paws, bear's heart, and bear's bile are all very valuable!"
"I also want to fight back! But first of all, I can't resist so much, and secondly, I don't know what's going on, after I killed the old black charcoal, I don't know where a large group of stone palatinous monsters came out of the corner, and I insisted on gun bear meat, I couldn't stop so much, of course, I had to retreat. ”
"Oh, that's it!"
"It's no wonder that behind the peaks inhabited by the old black charcoal is the Valley of the Gravel Monsters. ”
"Of course, the original name is naturally not called this. ”
"About ten years ago, after a violent earthquake, a large group of stone palatins came out of the ground, occupied the entire valley, and multiplied, so that place became famous because of the stone palatines, and was called the Valley of Stone Breakers. ”
"Still, the group of stone palatins were fairly docile and hadn't attacked any dwarves. ”
Obviously, after Scott killed Old Black Coal, Cadra Fireplace had a great impression of Scott, and he didn't need to talk about it, just a simple conversation, and Cadera sent Scott the information he needed.
"Obviously, this group of stone palatins didn't think so. ”
Able to understand the language of the stone palatines, Scott naturally knew that the stone palatins in the Valley of the Rock Breakers were not as docile as the dwarves imagined, and were always planning certain dangerous actions.
But what made Scott's heart throb the most was that the earthquake ten years ago coincided with the time when Modimus's friend Kamalan began to dig up Uldaman. (To be continued.) )
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