Chapter 35: The Fish-Man
"I rubbed and finally found a place to settle. ”
Since the last encounter with the desert bloodworms, Jabbar has been walking in this arid and hot desert for two days and one night, adding up to the fourth day, and if he does not find food and water, he will die of thirst and starve to death in this desolate demonic land. Fortunately, at the last moment, the orc uncle still found it.
After eagerly drinking a large pot of water, the orc uncle bit off a few pieces of bark in embarrassment to satisfy his hunger.
Then, he took off his stinking leather armor and jumped into another pool to take a cool shower. However, in this arid desert, being able to cool off like this is already a perfect enjoyment.
The oasis didn't seem to be a single area, and Jabbar could see that as far as the eye could see, there was almost all grass and trees, and it was clear that he had only reached the edge of the oasis, and the depths of the oasis might have more abundant water and food. It's just that now, the orc uncle needs to take a break first, alas, this time he has become an uncle completely, although his mental age may only be in his thirties, but his biological age is hundreds of years old, and the bones and muscles of this veteran are simply a rewriting of Khadgar's tragic fate in the World of Warcraft.
When I woke up again, the sun had already set, and even the sunset was only the red of a wave line, and the scenery was beautiful, the night scene in the desert, and the stars on the horizon crept up the night sky. The water in the oasis gradually flows, like a flowing light music, quiet and beautiful.
Unfortunately, Rafael was gone, and Jabbar began to grieve again.
During the night, Jabbar fell asleep and had a beautiful dream. In the dream, he and Raphael were walking in the Mystery Garden, and the elven ranger was holding his hand, and they traveled through the world, through racial concepts, and they were very beautiful together. The elves in the Mystery Garden gathered around, the orc shaman smiled and nodded at him, and the orc farmer came up to him and saluted, for he was still the great chief of the orcs.
The Elven Ranger also played the music elegantly, with a special melody like a hymn to welcome themselves into their village.
The village is full of merchants, tanners, craftsmen, wheat masters, orcs, elves, and even humans, all living together in peace, friendliness, and kindness, talking and laughing, sipping wine, and biting down on a piece of bread. The sun shining into the village is a beautiful scene, and this is what Abdul-Jabbar has been striving for all his life.
However, as Rafael took Abdul-Jabbar's hand and watched the peaceful and beautiful scenery, the sky suddenly changed, and a red cloud appeared on the horizon, and as the red storm fell, a large amount of magma and dust like volcanic ash fell from the sky and fell into the town, and suddenly those small and quiet houses were ablaze.
"No!"
In the dream, Jabbar roared loudly, leading Raphael to stop the demon's violence, but at this moment, Rafael took his hand and gradually disappeared, as if the air disappeared little by little.
Jabbar reached out to touch it, but found that he couldn't grasp Rafi's hand or her body. She was like a dream that vanished out of thin air......
Although she was indeed a dream.
Suddenly, a hellfire fell from the sky and smashed into Jabbar on the ground, and the real-life Jabal suddenly woke up with a shout. It was quiet, the brook in the oasis was still flowing slowly, the demon was gone, Raphael was nowhere to be seen, it had never appeared, it was all a dream.
The dream turned into a nightmare, and Jabbar never fell asleep again, so he simply took advantage of the night to go into the oasis woodland in search of some edible berries, perhaps to replenish some energy.
On the horizon, the huge "moon" hangs high in the sky, occupying almost half of the sky, so on the Demon Star, there is no need to worry about the lack of light at night.
It was supposed to be another large planet that was very close to the Demon Star, reflecting the light of the stars here.
The chirping of water frogs, the sound of the constant flow of streams, and the faint insects skimming the woodland, the scene was no different from the previous life on Earth, and for a moment, the orc uncle was almost moved to tears, and if he could now take the elf girl Raphael back to Earth, it would be the best. It's a pity that in front of me, it's already like this, and after passing through the portal twice, I don't know which plane of the world I am in and which unknown corner of the planet I am in.
Time and space are like two special concepts.
There is space in time, and time is hidden in space. When you're doing space travel, it's actually a change in the timeline.
Perhaps a person who is on the plane of time and passes through the plane will teleport to the previous time node, and although the timeline is the same, the space before crossing is completely different.
Abdul-Jabbar thought about these obscure concepts that he had known in his previous life. Suddenly I began to feel sad again, who would know this? What can I do if I know, I can't go back anyway, and it's in vain to think so much.
The deeper you go into the oasis, the more you feel its enormity, as if it is not an oasis at all, but a forest in the desert.
It wasn't until Abdul-Jabbar came to a magical place that Uncle Orc could barely hold back his look of surprise and was about to scream. Because there is a secret tribe in front of you, this oasis actually has permanent residents?!
This groundbreaking thing actually exists.
Moreover, the inhabitants of this tribe looked very strange, covered in cloud-like scale armor, unable to use flames, and their bodies were highly curved, like old people, sitting cross-legged in circles. Jabbar took a closer look and saw that they were not humanoids at all, but a tribe of man-eaters hunting other animals. It's just that it doesn't seem to be strong individually, and a fishman is less than half the height of Abdul-Jabbar, and Abdul-Jabbar guesses that if there are not many of them, singles can still get them.
However, the presence of permanent inhabitants in these forests proves that there must be an abundance of food and water to keep an entire tribe alive.
Jabbar was almost about to get around, but in that ten-thousandth of a second, the fish-man spotted the movement of the plantain leaf.
“*****”
An unknown bird song came out of their mouths, and an electric current was generated in each of the fishes.
"Holy, this is so cool, AC with electricity!?"
Jabbar was shocked, but he didn't have time to think about it so much, the fish-men had already caught up, and they had to run, and if they fell into the hands of this group of monsters, they might be roasted and eaten at night.
The moonlight was clearly sprinkled and fell in the lake, reflecting the shadows of Jabbar and a group of fishmen, under the moonlight, two completely different creatures were engaged in a chase race, but the speed of the fish-man army was obviously faster, Jabbar had been hungry for three days and three nights, close to the few pieces of bark gnawed during the day, where was there enough to maintain physical strength......
“*****”
The fish-man behind him let out a strange cry again, and soon, the fish-man in the front row held the spear in his hand and threw it, one by one the short spears stuck in the ground near Jabbar, fortunately, one of the javelin short spears that most likely hit Jabbar also pierced the banana tree for a moment.
However, soon, the orc uncle was physically exhausted, and under the interception of a large number of fishmen, he lost the direction and path to escape.
"Do they want to catch them alive? Will they be tortured if they are caught? When they were caught by the water demon and asked to be used as a slave and the queen, now, don't tell me, you want to talk to these short fishmen?"
Abdul-Jabbar was horrified, these fish-men were complete monsters, with six hands and legs, and two pairs of eyes, one of which could glow at night...... (To be continued.) )