"Grandpa Steve, how long will it be before we get to the Ostrich Trail?" Carol and Steve rode on horseback, now full of hatred for the Dark Legion. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Although many elves were killed by the Black Bat Clan during the Great War of Middle-earth, Carol did not see it with her own eyes, and at that time she was more angry than hateful. And now she saw the horrors of the Dark Legion, the bones of innocent people who had died, and even the bones of children and babies were etched in her mind. She could no longer calm herself, the seeds of hatred had sprouted in her heart, and he was going to the Ostrich Path to settle accounts with the Dark Legion.

Steve said, "It's coming, there's about a day to go." It's just, Carol. Can you please keep your flying Kaka pig away from me. The Kaka pig had been glaring at Steve with fierce eyes all the way, and he was furious at the sight.

"It's called 'Little Meow', the name I just gave it. Carol stroked Little Meow's back, and Flying Kaka Pig wagged his tail happily.

"What cat?" Steve didn't understand.

"'Little Meow' it's called 'Little Meow'". Carol was a little angry.

"That's the name of a cat. It's the Flying Kaka Pig, the King of Dragons. The mount of our great god of light!" said Steve.

"What a mount of the god of light, it's just a little pig. Flying piglets. Carol said.

"Carol, I have to tell you. This Flying Kaka Pig is the King of Dragons, have you heard of the King of Dragons?" said Steve.

"I know. The Dragon King is the mount of Kaos, the god of light, and is said to be able to soar through the clouds and fly into the clouds of the Nine Heavens. It can also summon all the beasts of the earth for it to drive. That's all legends, how could there be such a powerful dragon. Carol said.

Steve glared, "Why not." According to ancient legends, the winged Kaka pig is the reincarnation of the dragon king who fell into the world. No one dared to hunt this creature, and the people of Manhattan wanted to burn incense and worship when they saw the flying Kaka pig. ”

"Did you say you'd ever met a winged Kaka pig before?" asked Carol, pouting.

"We haven't seen each other. However, since human records have been written, the flying Kaka pig has appeared a total of three times. Every time it appears, people will burn incense and worship it, praying that it will bring happiness and peace to people. If you take it, it's not transformed yet, and it will scare you to death when it transforms, it's a god's mount. Great God of Light, forgive us for our disrespect to you, and let this dragon king fly away quickly. Steve folded his hands and muttered a prayer.

"Then let me ask you, this flying Kaka pig has appeared three times in history, so has it become the king of the dragons?" said Carol with a small pout.

"I've never heard of this. But you'd better let it go!" said Steve.

"You're just afraid that it will retaliate against you because your friend has shot an arrow in the ass. You know that Kaka Pig has a vengeful mentality. So you're scared, aren't you?" said Carol, who looked at him as the Flying Kaka Pig bared his teeth at Steve, who shivered.

Steve was said to be on his mind: "Nothing, nothing." I'm afraid that one day it will really transform into the king of dragons. The Dragon King has the power to destroy the world. It will be angry, and it will destroy a city with a single breath. ”

"Cut, it's transformed into a big boar. Didn't you see that? You humans like to exaggerate things you don't understand, and I haven't heard of this legend. If so, how do those who know this legend know?" Callo raised her chin slightly, glanced at him haughtily, and rode forward.

Leaving Steve messy in the wind, the girl seemed to be right.

The Ostrich Path. Jerry's biggest fear is that there will be an ambush from the Dark Legion ahead, which is of course obvious. The men of the Dark Legion are not stupid enough to chase only behind.

"What should I do?" said the stammer.

"Let me think, let me think. Jerry pondered that one of his mistakes had led them into the trap of the Dark Legion.

"The Monsters aren't coming, are they?" asked Jerry.

It's a little strange, doesn't this have anything to do with whether the Warcraft people come or not, they are all members of the Dark Legion. No matter which tribe comes, they are not opponents with only seven people, and besides, they still block them in this urn to catch turtles. They didn't have to attack at all, and the seven of them didn't have to be hedgehogs if the archers shot them.

Yi Ba stammered and said, "No, the Warcraft people don't have such a fast speed. It must be the Beast Claw Clan or the Demon Scorpion Clan, and I suspect that it is the Demon Scorpion Clan who is blocking us in front of us. ”

"Blame me, blame me. If I don't bring you in, I won't fall into their ambush. Jerry was still deeply remorseful.

"There's only one way. How can we get there if we don't come in? We haven't met a single Dark Legion member all the way out of the Valley of Thorns. It's so weird, I should have thought of it a long time ago. They just want to block us here, and now is not the time to blame ourselves. We should figure out how to fool them. The stammering man said.

"Yes, yes. Jerry woke up: "Then you think the Black Bats will come?"

"Well, it probably won't. With the insidiousness of Ayaja. He's not going to get involved. It's daytime, and he won't take advantage of it, and will only be ridiculed by other races. And he was hurt by the sunlight of Ruth Prophet, so he shouldn't have come so quickly. Now what we hope for most is that the sand will come over, and we will go back to hedge against these beastclaw people, and the sand will be behind them, and we will flank them back and forth. The stammering man said.

"No, it's too narrow here. There are only seven of us, even if we add one of the fierce sands. We are still not opponents. Jerry said.

"We can try to flush back. It's just because it's so narrow that we can't do it, and the Beastclaw people can't do it. The stammering man said.

Jerry pondered for a moment, "Well, that's the only way. He said to the crowd, "Let's go back and kill these beastclaws!"

Instead of sitting and waiting, it is better to fight to the death. Tullolo and Joey went back, and everyone else rushed back.

They rode their camels back for more than ten minutes, and the Beastclaw appeared. On this deep, narrow ostrich path, dozens of beast-clawed people rushed in a long line, holding beast armor shields in their hands and long iron spears in front of them. It seems that the Beastclaw Clan came prepared, and they expected Jerry to turn back and fight back. Their long iron spears stretched out in front, and behind them held hard beast armor shields to protect against the crossbow arrows of the Tsukuren Kingdom. The spears had the upper hand on the narrow ostrich path, and if Jerry rushed up, they would be a live target.

"Stand back, retreat!" cried Joey.

"Retreat, retreat, run!" cried Turolo. Jerry, too, had to turn around and run back to the exit.

Jerry and the others rode the ostrich for a while, and finally left the Beastclaw behind.

Jerry said, "I have another way we can try. ”

"Whatever you want, just say it. The stammering man said.

"If the Demon Beast Clan and the Black Bat Clan are not there, then only the Beast Claw Clan and the Demon Scorpion Clan are left. But they don't know us at all, and the Warcraft people were watching from a distance when I killed Haas, and no one should recognize me. They won't know you, and we can pretend to be merchants just like we do in the Orangutan tribe. Jerry said.

"It's too bad! They won't believe it. We pretend to be merchants, but what about our furs? They have never seen a merchant without merchandise. "Kiva thinks it's too fake.

Jerry said, "For the sake of the day, the only way to do this is to use the dead horse as a live horse doctor, and their purpose is to get Anglas." We can keep them without Anglas. ”

"How can they not get the Angelus Sword?" asked Nemo.

Jerry pulled a bottle of water out of his arms.

"Stealth water!" they shouted in unison.

"Remember! This potion only lasts a few minutes of invisibility, and we have to hold on," Jerry said.

"The Dark Legion are so brutal that even if they believe we are merchants, they will not let us go, they will kill us. The stammering man said.

"That can only be done one step at a time, as long as Anglas can reach Myya Castle. Our sacrifice is worth it. For freedom and justice!" Jerry said.

"Freedom and justice!" shouted the Seven Warriors in unison.