In the blink of an eye, Albert had been in the Misty Forest for a whole week. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Every day, as soon as he opens his eyes, he begins to circle around the target area, gradually narrowing the range.

As the days passed, the target area on the map was marked with small arrows on the side of the area, and that was where Albert had been.

The area is so large that the terrain is rugged, with either canyons or peaks, making it difficult to find the springs. Albert could only inspect a small area in a whole day, and if he continued to find it in this way, he would probably have to stay here for a month, or even longer. In the depths of the misty forest, where high-level monsters are infested, Albert experiences the test of life and death at every moment.

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During the night, Albert hunted a three-star monster, the Thorny Warthog.

He didn't make a fire, and just yesterday, the light of the fire attracted a seven-star demonic beast, almost killing him.

Albert chewed on the unpalatable raw meat, resisting the constant vomiting sensation that kept coming up, and the smell of blood in his mouth and nose.

After some time, Albert finally finished eating a pound of meat.

He exhaled with relief, drew his short sword and cut off a large piece of meat, found a leaf the size of a basin, wrapped the piece of meat tightly, and turned to leave.

It's not a good idea to sleep next to a corpse, and maybe some big guy will make it an after-dinner dessert.

Albert walked a kilometer and chose a towering tree as a temporary shelter.

He opened one of the leaf-made packages, smeared a layer of eight-star demonic beast feces on a towering tree, and then climbed the tree vigorously.

When he reached the canopy, Albert smeared some feces around his 'bed', and since he had this 'baby', he was woken up less and less often by his 'neighbors'. The only fly in the ointment was that the eight-star demonic beast was a meat eater, and the smell of feces was very unpleasant.

He lay on the thick branches, staring at the stars through the mist.

"Gotta think of something else. He whispered, searching in the dragon heritage, trying to find more specific coordinates, but to no avail.

Perhaps for a giant dragon, such coordinates are accurate enough.

With a sigh, Albert closed his eyes.

There's still a lot to do tomorrow, and he has to keep his spirits up.

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Early in the morning.

The warm sunlight pierced through the dense fog and was divided into wisps of light by the dense foliage.

Albert sat up and stretched. Sleeping is also a pleasure, from the loss of magic to the present, Albert has enjoyed sleeping, and nothing will enjoy it more than a beautiful sleep after a tiring day.

He opened the 'food box', and despite sealing it with leaves, the raw meat was still slightly rotten.

The Misty Forest is bordered by the Sea of Death, which is affected by the sea breezes and is very hot all year round, making food storage a problem.

Of course, the stench from the feces on the side was even more unbearable, but Albert had no plans to change the place to eat.

Even the slightest smell of carrion could attract predators, and he didn't want to ask for trouble.

After breakfast, Albert followed the vines back to the surface.

Glancing at the map and compass, Albert marked a small arrow on the map and walked towards a nearby mountain peak, which was what he needed to explore today. The name of the mountain is not marked on the map, but Albert does not dare to take it lightly, and each mountain has a ruthless character, which is the conclusion he has come to for several days.

Albert walked cautiously, not daring to make a sound.

He went all the way to the peak, and during this time, he did not encounter any large demonic beasts, but he saw a lot of one-star demonic beasts and small animals.

Several squirrels chase each other for a pine cone, jumping from tree to tree. The two misty snow hare looked at each other, as if they were comparing whose eyes were redder.

Despite the seemingly peaceful and calm of everything, Albert did not dare to relax in the slightest. The peaks were thickly bushed, wooded, and white in a thick fog, and no one knew if there was a big hungry guy hiding here.

While he searched for the fountain of magical power, he kept an eye on the movements of the small demonic beasts.

These little ones are much more alert than he is, and he will be alerted if there is anything unusual in the vicinity.

Of course, most of the time, the hints are wrong, and he has been scammed several times. But if you want to survive in the depths of the Misty Forest, caution is more important than anything else.

The small animals and small monsters that were playing suddenly stopped, looked around vigilantly, and scattered in a hurry.

Albert caught all of this and immediately fled down the mountain, even if it was another false alarm.

At that moment, the ground suddenly shook.

Albert had just taken a few steps before he stopped, and he had actually run in the wrong direction.

An erect beast nearly five meters tall, with long golden fur and the appearance of a gorilla, appeared in front of Albert's eyes.

In front of this behemoth, Albert was as small as a baby.

Upon seeing Albert, the golden retriever gorilla scratched its head in surprise, it had never seen a human being, or any other intelligent life. I don't know what this ugly guy is, just like himself, who can also stand on his hind feet, but has no hair.

Oh no, Albert smiled wryly.

He knew this kind of demonic beast, the nine-star demonic beast - King Kong Demon Ape.

The distance between the two sides is only about ten meters, and if you move rashly, I am afraid that you will die a miserable death.

"Roar!"

The Vajra Demon Ape roared like thunder.

It was asking itself what kind of creature it was, and Albert understood what the other person meant, and there was something about Warcraft/communication in the Dragon Legacy. A small number of Warcraft have their own language, such as primate Warcraft and canine Warcraft, but it is limited to simple communication, even those of the top Warcraft. In terms of intelligence, Warcraft is far from the intelligent race, otherwise there is no need to distinguish Warcraft from the intelligent race.

"Roar. Albert let out a low roar in response, and slowly shifted his steps, glad that the Demon Ape hadn't rushed up to tear him apart.

The Vajra Demon Ape scratched his head, then took a step forward, as if to get a closer look at the hairless kind.

At that moment, Albert accelerated sharply, jumping up a tree in a few jumps.

If he doesn't run, it's too late, and if the King Kong Demon Ape gets a little closer, he won't have a chance. Although the Vajra Demon Ape prefers to eat berries, it cannot be denied that it is an omnivorous beast. When hungry, the Vajra Demon Ape eats almost everything, except feces.

"Roar!"

The Vajra Demon Ape roared angrily, and the man stood up and smashed his chest twice in anger. This little guy actually teased him, which made him angry.

It picked up a boulder from the ground and smashed it at Albert.

Albert leaped into another tree and dodged the boulder.

But the tree was not so lucky, and the huge force directly smashed the tree at the waist and fell to the ground.

The attack missed, and the King Kong Demon Ape roared, kicked his feet, jumped a full five meters, and caught up with Albert after a few jumps.

The distance between the two was getting closer and closer, and the big slap of the basin slapped over, and Albert hurriedly jumped to the next tree.

"Boom!"

The trunk of the tree, which was thicker than its waist, was slapped in two.

"Roar!"

The successive defeats made the Vajra Demon Ape completely angry, and those scarlet eyes stared at Albert. It sped up a lot faster, and its hands flapped wildly, and the thick trees collapsed with a bang, as fragile as papier-mâché.

As soon as Albert jumped onto a tree, he felt the tree under his feet begin to tilt, fell to the ground, and hurriedly jumped to the next tree.

Still in mid-air, Albert saw that the trees in front of him were also falling, which made his heart hit rock bottom.

"Damn. He cursed, covered his head with both hands, and fell to the ground.

"Bang!"

There was a bang, and Albert fell to the ground solidly, coughing up a mouthful of blood.

Falling from a height of ten meters is no joke, and if it weren't for Albert's physical strength, I'm afraid he would have fallen to his death. But now it was no different from dead, Albert coughed violently, struggling to get up, but without success. Although he was not killed, his legs were broken, and if he moved slightly, there would be a piercing pain.

He turned his head, looked at the Vajra Demon Ape standing in front of him, and swallowed.

"Roar. He let out a low roar, and now all he could do was try to communicate with the big guy.

"Roar!" Albert responded with the roar of the King Kong Demon Ape.

The big black hand quickly enlarged in front of Albert's eyes, and the lines on the palm became clearer. "Roar~Roar~Roar~" Albert let out a series of low roars, which meant to make the other party stop.

"Ahh

Albert couldn't help but let out a cry of pain, his bones were about to break.

The Vajra Demon Ape pinched Albert's broken leg, picked him up, and brought him to his eyes, tilting his head to look up and down.

There was a hint of joy on that hideous black face, and it stood up, raised its head and shouted "roaring", dancing with its hands, as if in celebration.

To Albert's relief, the King Kong Demon Ape didn't kill him, and seemed to treat him as a communicative pet, just as humans like to keep a parrot to talk to them.

The Vajra Demon Ape danced for a while, finally stopped, held Albert in his hand, pointed at himself, and shouted a few more times.

"Roar, roar, roar. Albert responded in the same way, but with a different frequency and pitch of the roar. The roar of the Vajra Demon Ape is equivalent to the "mine" or "master" of human language, and his roar is meaningless.

"Roar!. The Vajra Ape threw Albert to the ground, poked his finger in the head, and pointed at himself.

"Follow me", Albert understood the complex combination of yelling and action.

"Roar!" he gestured to his broken leg, meaning the wound.

The Vajra Ape brought his head in front of Albert, sniffed, and poked his broken leg with his fingers, only to stop moving until Albert's cry of pain shook the leaves off.

"Roar!" it roared, taking Albert in its hand and burrowing into the fog.