Faced with Sido's somewhat ugly face, Aindor also spoke up:

"The possibility of a lower-level dragon appearing in the swamp kobold is very low, I suspect that there must be a high-level dragon involved, and we need to apply for the removal of all kinds of dragons and dragon-like creatures in the adjacent areas of the Undead Wasteland, especially in the swamp area."

Aindor's bloodshot eyes made Sydo just open his mouth.

He had some doubts in his heart.

That swamp kobold is indeed strong, but except for its extraordinary destructive power, other physical qualities are not much stronger.

The three-energy level of the kobold, Xiduo's initial judgment should be one energy level for his legs, one energy level for his hands, and one energy level for his torso.

And now, his judgment is probably going to add the parts related to the breath.

Four energy levels.

He is not like those young elves, or ordinary forest elves who refuse to learn energy storage and solidification knowledge because of their low talents, thinking that the third and fourth energy levels are just the difference in energy.

When exercising, all parts of the body are coordinated with each other.

The basic nature of life energy is to strengthen the body, and the part that completes the energy storage and solidification must be stronger than the same part that does not complete the energy storage.

So, if the same elf, a blood elf with two arms, a blood elf with two legs and arms, and an elf with two arms, and an elf with two arms, slash with a short sword, use the same force, and only use the blood tree life force of the corresponding arm one energy level, is the destructive power the same?

The answer is inconsistent.

So, even if that kobold is strong, it shouldn't be as good as Captain Eindor.

Not to mention facing the encirclement and suppression of multiple enemies.

Facing half of their team, facing the encirclement and suppression of the five blood elves, the possibility of being able to escape is not too small.

The existence of the Blood Tree Arrow means that it will be able to break through the defense of the swamp kobold, and from this point of view, each elf can be equal to an enemy of the same level only in terms of attack.

With the four of them in check, it was hard for Sydo to believe that Captain Aindor couldn't hunt down the kobold.

So......

Captain Eindor deliberately let the kobold go, in order to make the application for a clean-up operation successful?

Xiduo has mixed feelings about this idea.

But he had no other choice but to silently echo:

"It is true that you should apply for a cleanup, there may be high-level dragons operating near the Undead Wasteland."

Aindor glanced at him, turned to the other side with an unsmiling countenance, drew the bowstring, and shot a sentry arrow representing the assembly into the sky.

......

"What sound?"

Jixing looked up in the direction of the exit of the crypt, and the instantaneous membrane under his eyelids opened and closed left and right, making his eyeballs moist.

After clearing his vision, he opened his paws, moved his strong and slender thighs outward, and used various targets that could be used as cover as routes, using his "fluctuating" senses to explore various things within a 100-meter radius to confirm whether there was danger.

And as it turned out, the elves did seem to be gone.

That strange, high-pitched voice......

"Some kind of bird, or is it an onomatopoeia or something?"

Jixing looked in the direction where the whistle came from, but didn't mean to get closer.

But...... It smells of blood.

He twitched slightly, feeling the strange feedback that should have come from the tip of his palate, and that was hard to feel as a human.

......

Hagu swung his long-handled axe and slashed off a blood-colored arrow next to him.

And not far in front of him were two broken corpses of blood elves.

After shaking off the blood on his body, Hagu's gaze turned to the direction of the Undead Wasteland.

Those long ears without scales, those elves, when they find their companions, should chase after them.

However, he didn't plan to cross the swamp and run that way.

As a kobold, he knew very well that every winter, all kobolds had to hide in the deepest part of the ground, in the deep underground caverns that the tribe had dug with great effort.

The reason for this is that the skeletons will cross the swamp in the winter and attack the tree walls built with scaleless ears after the swamp freezes over.

And anything that doesn't have time to hide along the way will be killed by the group of bone racks and become one of them.

However, it is even more unlikely that he will continue to stay in the swamp.

There is less and less food underground.

Compared to those of his kind, who were timid and reluctant to get out of the crypt, he knew very well that if at most four or five new cubs of the same clan were born, the food in the crypt would be exhausted.

Moreover, this is the result of the departure of other competitors living in the crypt.

In this crypt, only kobolds remain.

And this is not because of how powerful the kobold is, but because, not to mention the kobold who can still fight, even if it is a dead kobold, no hunter is willing to provoke.

He and his people were so corrosive with flesh that they didn't want to eat even the worms in the swamp that gnawed at their bones.

Only kobolds are newborn cubs, and there will be hunters willing to hunt them, but that's not a tasty food either.

It's like a toothed dragon lizard that was tamed by him and died in the hands of those long-eared dragons without scales.

Hagudu still remembers the sight of tearing through the defenses of its own people, breaking into the center of the nest, biting and eating the eggs that were about to hatch and spitting them out.

Kobolds may still be able to survive in the heart of the swamp, needing less food due to the decline of their kind, and then be able to survive for a longer period of time, but ......

Staying here continues, Haku is absolutely unwilling.

He wouldn't run to the Undead Wasteland, but he could use the wide swamp to escape from the elves.

Attracting them with their kindred is the first step.

Hagu took a deep look in the direction from which the sharp whistle came from and rushed in the other direction.

Before leaving, he glanced in the direction of the entrance to the crypt.

It's time to leave home......

But......

Family? Kin?

That group of weak and cowardly things, who don't even dare to act alone, can be considered the same race?

Thoughts floated, and Hagu's steps became no longer a trace of hesitation, and he left decisively.

Even if the elves who will avenge their companions come to him, it has nothing to do with him.

Let their deaths make their final contribution.

As a reward for not fighting for any leader.

......

"Gone?"

The ground line blinks instantaneously.

Seeing the strong, white-armed kobold with a long white axe out of sight, Dixing stepped forward again.

The source of the smell of blood did not disappear with the disappearance of kobolds.

That kobold just finished eating?

Perhaps, I can still pick up some leftovers.

For picking up corpses, there is no entanglement in the ground line.

Practicality is the first priority, and he doesn't want those pretentious things.

Of course, I don't know if it's because the races have changed, and the urge to eat more blood may have some effect.

But this does not conflict with the idea of "practicality".