The color in the pool of blood seems to be clearer, the lake used to be pale red, but now this red is lighter than before, and there is some kind of creature roaming in it. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Maier could see several dark shadows swimming through the water, and where they swam, the lake was clearer than it was nearby.

It seems that the change in the water of the lake must have something to do with these animals, perhaps because the last time I left the plane gate on the outside of the ship's wall, the river ran into the creatures.

At the thought of a thought, Mel took out his bow and arrow, tied a thin line to the end of the arrow, and then took aim and shot.

One of them.

The rest were frightened and scattered as birds and beasts.

Mel tugged at the thin thread and pulled the creature up the lake.

It is a long-looking and ferocious creature with a large mouth and a mouth full of teeth, somewhat similar to a crocodile, but with the body of a fish, and with a tenacious vitality.

Even though it was pierced by an arrow and bleeding profusely, it still struggled to get back into the lake, as if it felt that if it returned to the lake, it would be able to continue to survive.

Mel didn't give it that chance.

For an unknown creature, Mel is respectful, respectful, respectful, respectful and distant, not respectful, and the quarter plane is now the property of Myr, so Mel has to be responsible for his own property.

Rushing into a new creature, or an unknown creature, is likely to cause damage to the environment of a quarter of the plane.

Just like this creature now, it is fierce and abnormal, and it is obviously a hegemon in the water.

If there were any fish raised by Mel in the lake, there would have been few left.

But for now, these creatures still have value.

There are no fish in the lake, only the food scraps of pythons, these creatures are not picky eaters, and they have huge appetites, and it will not be long before the lake is cleaned up.

When the time comes, come to a plan to unload the mill and kill the donkey, and the blood pool can be officially renamed.

Maybe you can raise some fish and shrimp in the lake, which is easier and more durable than pastures.

Maier took the fish out of the quarter-plane, and as he was unsure if it would be edible, Maier did not try it, but simply tossed it aside.

Just as Mel was gone, a pair of eyes emerged from the ruins, looked at Myer's back, and then at the fish lying on the ground that still had some life left, and swallowed a little saliva.

After looking around and making sure that there was no danger, the owner of the eye quickly came to the fish's location, killed the fish with a stone, and then returned to the ruins with the fish.

Not to mention that the fish was roasted on a fire, and even the scales of the fish were not removed, so they opened their mouths and bit them.

The two countries were at war, and he didn't leave, not because he didn't want to, but because he didn't have the conditions, so he could only hide in the ruins and survive by picking up some food left over.

Before he met this, he hadn't eaten food for three days.

So such a big fish, of course, he ate it all by himself.

It was very pleasant when I ate it, and I was very satisfied after eating, but after a while, it was a little uncomfortable, and a pain broke out in my stomach, as if it was being stirred.

It was a young man, probably in his early twenties, dressed in tatters, extremely thin, and the only thing was that his eyes were brighter than the average person.

Intense pain struck the youth, which made him involuntarily wrap his stomach and roll on the ground, struggling.

Huge beads of sweat seeped out from the young man's forehead, fell low to the ground, and wet the ground, which was already short of water, and with the addition of such a big man, the young man's face suddenly became even more ugly.

Parched, pale, without a trace of blood.

But the young man did not regret it, even if he already knew the current result, if he was given another chance to choose, he would still eat the fish in his belly.

Because, if he doesn't eat, he will starve to death.

And now, it seems to be going to hurt to death.

Some people are afraid of hunger, some people are afraid of pain, some people are not afraid of anything, and young people feel that they are afraid of everything, but hunger seems to be more of a driving force.

Just then, a small group of soldiers appeared around the ruins.

The young man's struggle was soon heard.

"Someone. A bearded man frowned.

Another thin soldier looked around, quickly determined the position of the young man, pointed, and said, "Just under the ruins behind you, it looks like a fish has slipped through the net." ”

The bearded man lowered his head, saw the young man, his eyes narrowed slightly, and said: "It seems that we have a toy, this is the youth of the Duchy of Orleans, who has reached adulthood." ”

"This means that we can justifiably kill him. ”

As he spoke, the beard lifted the ruins, and then pulled out the young man who was holding his lower abdomen and couldn't open his painful eyes, and then kicked the young man in the head hard.

"Boy, what's your name?"

Where can the young man still speak half a word.

The bearded man pursed his lips and said, "It's really boring, I thought I could meet an interesting one, but I didn't expect it to be a dumb person, it's really disappointing, and it's the most boring to do post-war cleaning work." ”

The thin soldier glanced at his beard and said, "It's not because you delayed the commander's order, otherwise we should all be fighting the enemy on the front line now." ”

"Okay, if you want to kill, kill quickly, today we will try to clean up this area, don't waste time. ”

The bearded man shrugged his shoulders and said, "Okay, listen to you." ”

After saying that, the bearded man took a knife from his waist, pulled it out of the scabbard, admired the sharpness of the blade, and was about to hack the young man to death with a single sword, when suddenly, a hand climbed up to the beard's feet.

The bearded man looked down, found the young man's hand, frowned, and said, "Boy, I can only blame you for your bad luck, your Duchy of Orleans has given up all of you." ”

Chop it down with a knife.

But the beard suddenly felt that something was wrong, and he slashed it down, but it didn't feel like it hit the human body, but seemed to be cut on a hard stone.

Immediately afterward, the bearded man looked at a black arm covered with scales, and the blade slashed at this arm, only slightly cutting the scales.

A sharp pain came from his chest, and when he looked down, he saw a hand that was also covered with scales piercing his chest, and his heart seemed to be held in this hand.

"Bang!"

His heart shattered, and his beard fell limply.

"Monster!"

When the thin soldier looked back, he saw the tragic death of his companion, and the person who caused the death of his companion was a man covered in black scales, no, a monster.