The experience of riding a raptor is not particularly comfortable.

The speed of the small raptor is not slow, but the short legs of the body structure allow them to twist like a snake when they move quickly, and if you want to ride steadily, you have to twist with them

Chasing all the way through the bloodstains, when the figure of the scratching bird appeared in the distance, the pork chop had been shaken to the point of almost vomiting.

Pulled the ant and motioned for it to stop.

The ant was a little puzzled, but the super combat power that the pork chop had shown before made it very willing to listen to the latter now.

The two cats jumped off the back of the dragon together, and the dragon swooped into the bushes and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Track Meow." Pork Chop lowered his voice and said to the ants.

Although the ant did not understand, he could guess what the pig chop was going to do when he lowered his body and followed the bird far behind him under the cover of trees and bushes.

In this way, he quietly touched the ground, and after a long while, he saw the scratching bird jump onto a flat stone platform, and then continue on.

The ant pulled the pork chop and meowed a few words, as if to say something more important.

The pork chop didn't understand very well, but at least he knew that he wasn't warning of danger, so he quietly climbed up the vine of plants hanging from the edge of the stone platform.

The scratching bird behind the stone platform was sneaky, and looked left and right, but did not notice Elu and Dettle who were following them.

When it felt safe, it walked over to a stubby old tree.

The trunk of the old tree near the root is very wide, nearly twenty meters in diameter, but the height is very short, only twenty or thirty meters, and the whole is cone-shaped, looking like a huge tent from a distance.

The bare canopy proves that the tree has been dead for many years and that its leaves have long since fallen clean, but the unique environment of the ancient tree forest makes the trunk not decay quickly, but is covered with moss and flower vines, and looks vibrant.

The Scratch Bird looked around again, then lowered its head and burrowed into the old tent-like tree.

A pork chop hidden on the edge of the stone platform rubs its eyes.

There are no holes in the trees, so why did you get into them?!

After running a few steps to the old tree and taking a closer look, the pork chop found something unusual.

There is actually a narrow hole in the trunk of the tree, but the plants hanging from the tree hole cover the hole so tightly that it is easy to ignore the past without looking closely.

The pork chop gets excited.

This place is simply a natural camp, the narrow entrance and exit prevent the possibility of large monsters invading, and those plants are good cover, and it is difficult for small monsters to find here.

Although it was a little far from the Ancient Giant Tree, if a new camp could be set up here at a very low cost, the Commander-in-Chief would not refuse.

"Meow meow meow!" The Pork Chop Monster laughed and pulled out his catsword, then pulled out a rocket bomb from his bag and clamped it under his armpit.

The ants that followed it couldn't help but take two steps back.

"Don't move around here, wait until there's no movement before coming in." Not wanting the ants to be scared again, the pork chop pressed its paws and made a "wait in place" gesture to the ants.

The ant, who understood what it meant, nodded quickly and sat down deeply.

"Meow!" The pork chop shouted and rushed into the hollow of the tree with his weapon in hand.

"Quack ——!"

The panicked chirping of the birds was heard from the hollow of the tree.

Immediately after, the sound of explosions, the sound of knives entering the meat, and the pork chop "meow meow!" The wild laughter, the miserable howl of the bird

There was chaos in the hollow.

The ants heard that the mane on their neck exploded, and found a bush to hide in, covering their ears and waiting for the battle to end.

As for the winner or loser? The ants who had seen the strength of pork chops before didn't think it would lose.

The howl of the birds in the hollow changed from panic to rage, then to misery, then to weakness, and finally to calm.

The ant hiding in the bushes raised its head, listened quietly for a while, and after making sure that there was no more movement in the tree hole, it came out of its hiding place and carefully poked its head into the tree hole.

In this tree hole with an area of only twenty or thirty square meters, the scene is a bit bloody.

The scratching bird, covered in knife wounds and burns from the flames, lay on the ground, his tongue drooped aside, his limbs still twitching slightly, but his pupils had long since dilated, and there was no life.

The ant stretched out his bone staff and poked the bird's head, and after confirming that the bird was dead, he jumped up happily.

After shaking off the blood beads on his body, the pork chop slowly wiped his weapon, looking like a hardcore.

The ants came running around and circled around the pork chop, and everyone could hear the excitement in the meow.

"You have a feud with it?" The pork chop felt that the ants were a little abnormally excited.

The ant climbed onto the carcass of the bird and stepped on it several times as if angry.

Only then did the pork chop notice that there were many murals in the tree hole, and there were some fragments of crockpots in the corners.

Was this one of the Dettels' camps?

Then it's no wonder, Detter is not a strange face, they have a docile personality and relatively little courage, and generally do not take the initiative to clash with monsters.

Ants will get into trouble scratching birds, most likely because their homes have been taken away, and they can't get angry.

This can be regarded as avenging them.

But then again, if this tree hole belonged to the Detles, it wouldn't be a problem to set up camp.

The pork chop was a little worried.

As soon as the catharsis passed, the ant realized that the pork chop had not been peeled yet, and immediately felt a little embarrassed, and hurriedly jumped down from the corpse of the bird, signaling that the latter could be peeled.

Pork chops have no need for materials for scratching birds, so I simply looked for them, and after seeing that there were no more precious materials such as birds, dragons, and jade, I lost interest and let the ants deal with them at will.

The ants were pleasantly surprised, and it was rare for the Detter group to have such a large prey harvest.

Scratching the bird's meat, leather and bones are all valuable resources for them.

It meowed a few times with its paws, and then sped out of the hollow.

The pork chop knew that it was going to look for its companions, otherwise the ants would not be able to handle such a large corpse.

After a while, the ants returned to the hollow with four or five Detle companions, one of whom was older, who seemed to be an elder of their group, who actually knew some Old World language.

"You meow, very ventive meow, our Shi Sen lives here in a group of worm cages." Old Detle's tone is not very standard, but at least it is understandable.

Pork Chops had heard of the Detl tribe because they lived near the Ancient Giant Tree and had occasional contact with the Mission's members.

In particular, Monroe, an orc researcher, often goes to them, and his New World orc language seems to have been learned from the Wormcage people.

In this way, the old Detl's old continental lingua franca in front of him should have also been learned from Old Man Monroe?

While the other Detre split the body, the pork chop exchanged with the old Detle.

After listening to old Detle's explanation, Pork Chop realized that the feud between the scratching bird and the Wormcage clan was not as simple as taking away one of their camps.

The scratching bird likes to go into the monster's nest to steal eggs, if it's just a herbivorous dragon egg, the problem is that it dares to steal any monster's egg.

Fire Dragon's, Flying Thunder Dragon's, Poisonous Demon Birds, Brute Jaw Dragons

Angry monsters can't find the culprit and will go around making a fuss.

The Wormcage Clan became the victims, and Dettle was not one or two who were injured or even killed by the monster's madness, and they were not at peace every time this guy ran to steal the eggs.

Hunting and scratching birds by yourself can be regarded as solving a big problem for them.

After thanking them for this, old Dettle bowed to the chops and graciously invited them to their camp.

Pork Chop remembered what Gordon had said, and agreed without much hesitation.

"Meow!"

Old Detel gave the order, and the two young Detel, including the ants, threw down their work, carried bone canes to form a simple palanquin, and lifted the pork chops.

With their guests, laden with loot, the Dettels bounced back to the camp.

(End of chapter)