As the night grew, Monchi couldn't stop because of this, he had to stay away from the great threat not far behind him. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

But the wound on his arm is becoming more and more of a big problem for him, and the worsening of the injury is one thing, and worse, the blood stains will cause more trouble.

I don't know how long I've been walking, and even the danger that can be felt in the vicinity is getting less and less. Maybe they're all asleep. (note 1) He thought so, and that was exactly what he wanted to do now.

With a stumble, he fell to the ground, a thick layer of dust beside him. Although it was humiliating to trip over his own steps, he could take a break at this time.

Knowing that the dust had settled, he slowly opened his eyes, even if it was half a minute late. It's possible for anyone who is lazy to fall asleep because they're tired, and of course, it can be quite a long night's sleep.

The moment he opened his eyes, he had to face the tricky predicament he was now. It was only with great difficulty that the damned leg was able to get back on its feet, and after less than two steps, his figure dropped again, but this time it was no longer the feet that went wrong, but the eyes, which did not notice a downhill slope in time.

After a tumbling thump, Monchi shook his head, sobering his brain.

Immediately after, a sparkling water color came into view, and after sprinkling the bright moonlight, the surface of the lake seemed to be inlaid with countless brilliant crystals. Near the lake, there is a lush greenery, which is like a group of likable elves, beckoning to him in the breeze, and there should be many useful herbs to be found in them.

'No...... ' Monchi shouted inwardly, but he did not dare to make any movement, and immediately turned and ran towards the high slope that had just rolled down, not even having time to pay attention to the dirt that had been stained between his lips and teeth.

Such a reaction is quite normal for a sane person, and the clear water in the desert is often surrounded by mountains of bones. This is the most abundant resource, so it is only natural that the fighting is the most frequent. And isn't the battle what this inadvertently intruding tender chicken has always wanted to dodge the most?

Of course, not everyone reacts this way when they get here, only those who are weak.

At this time, Monchi's hands and feet would be quite united, and they would complement each other and climb up the slope. Even that seems to be quite funny.

But the funniest thing was still to come, and after a long time of climbing halfway, he suddenly sat on the dirt slope with his back and slid down.

Because he suddenly felt an extremely terrifying threat in his direction, and it was actually speeding towards this direction. What was it? He didn't know, but he was sure that if he were going at a speed, he would almost be able to meet it when he climbed the high slope.

It shouldn't have been a pleasant encounter, at least not for him.

His ass was rubbed hot, but he didn't have time to appease him, so he could only take a step and run towards the oasis. Although this dense bush is definitely an eventful place, at least for the time being, he has not sensed the existence of any dangerous creatures, and behind him is definitely a very dangerous demonic beast approaching.

If Meng Qi was not sure that the demonic beast behind him was coming at him. Now, ten minutes later, he was completely sure, because it was right in front of his eyes, but it hadn't found him yet, just checking the blood on the ground. Apparently, it chased the blood all the way.

Luckily, Monchi guessed this possibility and smeared his own blood on the leaves of the plants around him. Otherwise, the extremely fast monster would probably be enjoying a late-night snack by now.

Now the distance between them was only a short ten meters away, and in the moonlight, he could even see each other clearly. Not only was that demonic beast unsightly to him, but even its taste was still fresh in his memory.

No, he had just eaten the young scorpions.

Before, due to his extreme anger, Monchi didn't pay much attention when he ate the young scorpions raw. Now their half-human-tall mother let him see quite clearly, isn't that a fourth-order demonic beast, a calamity poisonous scorpion?

And those young scorpions should be its children, but because they are too young to be poisonous, they didn't make the humans who ate them alive pay any price just now.

The human, after realizing how much trouble he had caused, began to slowly retreat, and he had to get out of it quickly, or the crazy she-scorpion would find him sooner or later.

Meng Qi was so frightened by the scorpion's brutal appearance that he didn't even dare to turn his back on it, for fear that if he turned around directly, he would be dismembered by the big pair of pincers. Originally, the body was only slightly trembling under the effect of the crisis trembling, but after approaching the danger, it trembled a little.

It was covered with undried blood, and he had a good eye, and he could see a bloody human head hanging from the barb of its long tail!

He faced the scorpion and slowly stepped back step by step, but after retreating a few meters, his extended left hand accidentally touched something warm!

'What's that?!' Meng Qi held back the exclamation in his heart, and slowly looked behind him with some stiffness.

I saw that in the dim bushes, two beams of majestic eyes suddenly lit up. The wave of stirring up in Monchi's heart had not yet subsided, and the other wave had risen again with a long howl from the creature in the darkness.

But rather than a long howl, Monchi vaguely felt that it was a bit like a yawn, but in any case, the movement here was enough to attract the attention of the Calamity Scorpion. It peeled back the leaves of the forest and followed the sound and blood trails to find him.

It was too late to escape, and he could only face it with a hard head and trembling.

Without the slightest ambiguity, the long tail of the poisonous scorpion flung at him, and when the long tail was stretched out, it would also reveal a dark green poisonous hook on the side, which made its already rapid attack even more difficult to defend against.

"Phew!" a loud bang echoed in Monchi's ears.

But the scorpion tail, which he didn't have time to dodge at all, didn't throw on him as he imagined. What he saw was a huge broadsword standing in front of him, like a strong bulwark, completely blocking him from a deadly attack. It was a sword that had endured many vicissitudes, and it must have been through a lot of great battles.

It was the guy behind him who saved him, and Monchi realized it. He looked back, and the guy was now standing in the moonlight, and he finally saw the other man's true face.

Although most of the face was obscured by a black mask, the bloody mouth with sharp fangs revealed from below, the pale golden mane that extended to the neck and chest, and the arm full of long hair holding the broadsword. That was enough for Monchi to judge his identity.

That's an orc! And eighty percent of it is still a leon orc!

Monchi could feel that the orcs were emitting a terrifying sense of danger after entering the combat state, which made him once again forced to tremble all over.

"No need to pee your pants!Human! Such a little reptile is not to be feared!" Apparently the leonin orc attributed the source of the human fear in front of him to the scorpion, and he even comforted him in a lingua franca.

Wow! This comfort really works! Humans really don't pee their pants.

Only then did the leonin orc stand up, and for a moment, he was two heads taller than the short human. He put his two hands on the giant sword, and then looked indifferently at the scorpion opposite, as if he was provoking, waiting for the enemy to take the initiative to attack him.

Sure enough, even the Monster couldn't stand such a provocation, or perhaps it was simply driven by instinct to attack, after all, although such a cold-blooded animal had reached the level of a low-level alien beast (Note 2), its IQ was still not very high.

Scorpiontail was so fast that at least Monchi thought he couldn't keep up, but the orc's broadsword didn't mind the speed of his enemies. He simply lifted his broadsword and defused the scorpion's attack with a light block.

Then he began to fight back, his speed not quite matching his seemingly strong and clumsy build, and the broadsword that rivaled Monchi's was as light as anything in his hand, and could be wielded at will.

The blade glowed with a faint gold, and it slashed at the scorpion's tail that was about to retract. The seemingly incomparably hard chitin shell was instantly disintegrated under the absolute power, and a scorpion tail fell to the ground, bleeding out of the cyan blood and a little black venom.

The human head hanging from the hook-like stinger was finally released and rolled out. Seeing the human head, Meng Qi only felt quite familiar, wasn't this the stupid man who was grinding and chirping in front of the reeds before? His name was even on his lips, but he just couldn't call it.

It seems that when they say that the camp is in trouble, they mean that the plague scorpion has attacked! Unfortunately, they were not spared.

As a fourth-order demonic beast, the Calamity Poisonous Scorpion certainly has its own uniqueness, and the most notorious thing is its poison. The pain of losing its tail made it hiss, and it tightened its pincers.

Monchi was already in a bad mood, and it looked like the scorpion was going to use its terrible poison next! Before he could alert the orc, the reckless creature had swung his sword and slashed at the scorpion.

Suddenly, a deafening lion's roar resounded through the forest, but the crackling sound of thunder and lightning was not hidden by it in the slightest.

The Calamity Scorpion had already fallen to the ground with a scorched incense, as if it had been caused by a mischievous gust of wind, and its blackened carapace was shattered by the blow.

Only then did the orc turn around, "Hey, human, it's okay! it's safe," and still not realizing who the human was really afraid of was, he held out his large, golden-haired hand to the other in a friendly manner. "Hello Human, my name is Morbius Furious. ”

Note 1:

In the unconscious state, it does not emit threats, and it is not perceived by "crisis trembling".

Note 2:

Warcraft is usually divided,

Beasts: Tier 1 to 3;

Alien Beasts: Tier 4 to 6;

Fierce Beast (Spirit Animal): Rank 7 to 9;

Phantom Beast: Tier 10;

Holy Beast: Rank 11;

Divine Beast: Rank 12.