Fercy and Roth came with a dozen warriors who had come out specifically to find Mill.

Mir, as the daughter of the patriarch, was shocked when she heard that Mir had gone out alone to hunt the gold-eating drakemon.

Of course, the patriarch knew the truth about his daughter's ability to hunt a gold-eating drake a few years ago, even though Mir had grown a lot in the past few years.

But it was still not something that Mir could deal with, so he specially called Fercy and Roth and asked them to bring people to help Mir.

They searched for a long time, and finally found the trace left by Mir.

"There are Mir's footprints here. Fercy called out to Roth.

The two of them were the second and third warriors of the Ironclaw tribe, respectively, and their prestige among the tribe was not below that of Mir.

In particular, their experience in hunting and fighting was far from being comparable to that of Mir.

Roth immediately stepped forward to check the surrounding traces, and frowned: "Miss Mill seems to have found a gold-eating drakemon, judging from this foot impression, this gold-eating drake should have reached adulthood." ”

"Oh no, if it's an adult gold-eating drake, I'm afraid Miss Mill won't be able to handle it alone. ”

"Go quickly, if it's too late, I'm afraid Miss Mill will be in danger. ”

They followed the footprints, sprinting all the way, and soon they found a trace that had been crushed by the miscellaneous leather.

It's not just the footprints of a gold-eating drakemon, it's a lot of ...... "a lot of ......"

Everyone was already numb in their scalps, and the two looked at each other, and they both saw the solemnity in each other's eyes.

"Ahead is a basin where herds of gold-eating drakes are often seen. ”

One of the Iron Claws said that he had been around the neighborhood a few times, so he knew the neighborhood better.

"Everyone be careful, and if there is a situation, report it immediately. Roth said solemnly.

Fercy didn't speak, in fact, in his heart, I was afraid that Miss Mill had already died.

In fact, everyone has long been accustomed to this kind of thing.

No matter how strong you are, the mortality rate is still very high in the face of all kinds of dangers in this jungle.

Even if they were, they didn't know when they would disappear into the depths of this jungle.

At this moment, a loud roar resounded through the forest from not far away.

Everyone trembled, this was the roar of the gold-eating dragon beast.

Everyone was an experienced hunter, and this gold-eating drake was not an ordinary gold-eating drake, but a gold-eating drake in the prime of life.

One of the warriors immediately stepped forward and rushed forward, but after running for a while, he suddenly stopped.

His gaze froze, his gaze scattered with shock.

Everyone followed, but when they reached the edge of the basin, their eyes froze.

shock

A basin of more than ten miles appeared in front of them.

But this basin has been stained red with blood.

Countless gold-eating drakemons, lying in the basin.

It was as if they had been cut with a giant blade, and the terrifying sight struck their vision.

Every warrior present kept a roar echoing in their minds.

A figure appeared in the center of the basin, and it was Mir.

She was carrying a white-flowered 'broadsword' in her hand, but as far as everyone could see, it was the bone horn of a gold-eating drake.

A gold-eating drake beast sped towards her, but Mir jumped lightly and swept the broadsword in his hand.

The gold-eating drake had been cut open in the middle, and its huge body fell to the ground with a bang.

Mir was like a hot blood in his body at the moment, and although he was extremely tired, there was a kind of excitement boiling.

"Don't waste more energy, just cut off the head of the gold-eating drakemon, and don't waste your energy on slashing and killing enemies, it will only make you more tired and inefficient. ”

Mir fell back to the ground, nodded slightly, and at the same time looked around, there were more than a dozen gold-eating drakemons, and they had already launched an offensive one after another.

The death of their companions did not give them enough warning, they still responded to the massacre of Mir in the most direct way, they were not afraid!

"This is the final challenge, see the direction and angle of their attack, calculate it in your mind, don't rush to shoot, you have enough time to dodge their charge. ”

Mir closed his eyes, recalling every movement of these gold-eating drakes, and the next moment he suddenly opened his eyes, and the bone horns in his hands had been picked out.

A ......

Two ......

Three ......

But Mir missed the last one, and by the time he had just slain the penultimate one, the last one had already rushed in front of him.

Mir didn't panic at all, didn't dodge or dodge, but passed under the last gold-eating drake.

Holding its giant blade aloft, it slashed across the lower abdomen of the gold-eating drakemon.

The gold-eating dragon beast still relied on its inertia to rush out of dozens of meters before it fell to the ground with a bang.

Fercy and Roth, as well as the warriors of the Ironclaw Clan, were already demented.

It's too powerful! The corpses of hundreds of gold-eating drakes in the entire basin were all slaughtered by Mir alone.

"Mir ......"

"Mir is as small as ......"

Everyone rushed down the basin and ran towards Mir.

"You ...... "Why are you here?" Mir's heart and blood had not yet calmed down, his body was stained with the blood of the gold-eating dragon beast, and his body exuded a cold murderous aura.

Everyone looked at Mir in awe, even Faisy and Roth.

If it had been before, they would still have been a little suspicious of Mir.

In their opinion, Mir's current status is all because Mir's father is the patriarch

But at this moment, they were finally convinced.

Even the most powerful warrior in the history of the Ironclaw clan could barely kill a gold-eating drake.

However, Mir single-handedly killed more gold-eating drakemons than the entire Ironclaw tribe had ever killed in history.

It's not powerful anymore, it's simply terrifying.

"Patriarch don't worry about you, let us come to you......" Fercy looked at Mir excitedly.

Roth smiled bitterly: "It seems that we are here for this extra move." ”

Mill turned his head to look at Fang Yun, who shook his head and made a booing motion.

Mir understood, but did not tell the beginning and the end.

But for Fang Yun, she was sincerely grateful.

She felt that something was more important to her Hunet.

It is this kind of thing that allows her to exert more powerful power more freely.

It's not that she's stronger than before, it's that she understands better than before, how to master power, how to use it.

"I'll talk about it later. Mir gasped, and at the same time ordered the human, "Help me clean up some of the blood of the gold-eating drake." ”

In fact, she didn't need to say more, the warriors were already using their calves to collect the blood of the gold-eating drakemons.

"Miss Mill wants to eat the blood of the Golden Dragon Beast and build a weapon, right?"

Fercy's eyes lit up, so much gold-eating drake blood, how many weapons made of Titan bones could be created.

Mir smiled and shook his head: "I don't need it anymore, I've had it enough." ”

The crowd wanted to learn from Mir, but they struggled to wield such a large weapon, let alone use such a large bone horn as a weapon.

The entire tribe, I'm afraid, only Mir can do it.

They can't do it even if they want to, and it's not just something that can be done by pure power.

Fessie called a warrior: "Go back and report to the chief, and let the chief send some more people." ”

In fact, everyone knows that Mir's hand is too heavy this time.

Even if the whole clan were sent, I am afraid that they would not be able to clean up the corpses of so many gold-eating drakemons.

But even so, it was a huge harvest for the Ironclaw Clan.

The patriarch of the Ironclaw tribe, Atala, stood anxiously outside the clan's gate, waiting from afar.

When he heard that Mir had gone out alone to hunt the gold-eating drake, he was terrified.

Are gold-eating drakemons so easy to hunt?

In the history of the Iron Claw Clan, how many warriors tried to prove their bravery and value by hunting gold-eating drakes.

But how many people succeeded, and how many died under the iron hooves of the gold-eating drakes?

Mir was strong, but at twenty-four he became the number one warrior of the Ironclaw tribe, much to the relief of Atarah.

But he knew better that Mir wasn't strong enough, at least not enough to hunt the gold-eating drake.

Just as Atala was thinking, a warrior came running from afar.

Atala recognized this man as one of the warriors he had sent to find Mir.

He also saw that this warrior's body was stained with blood and his face was full of panic.

Atala's heart instantly sank to the bottom, and the warrior rushed in front of Atala.

Before he could speak, Atala had already grabbed the warrior: "What happened? Did Mir have an accident? How is she now?"

"Clan...... Patriarch... Mill...... Miss Mill She ...... Ground..."

Atala's mood was even more frightened: "Yes...... Did something happen to her? She's still alive, isn't she?"

The warrior gasped and breathlessed, "Miss Mill, she's okay...... We're all fine......"

"Is she okay? are you telling the truth? You didn't lie to me?" Atala asked in surprise at once, but the next moment he felt that the warrior was lying to him, "What about her? Why didn't she come back with you? And what about Faisi? What about Roth? All of you, why did you come back alone?"

"They're in the back......... They're all right, Clan... Miss Mill is amazing......"

"Are they really okay? Mir is really okay?" Atala was still a little incredulous, "Are they in the back? Did Mir succeed? You say Mir is amazing? Do you mean...... Mir succeeded in hunting the gold-eating drakemon, didn't he?"

Atala had several questions in a row, and his heart couldn't stop being excited.

"Miss Mill She" ...... She had killed more than one gold-eating drakemon,......

"What? Could it be that she happened to meet some young gold-eating drakes......? That's great. ”

"No... No...... No...... It is an adult gold-eating drakemon. The warrior was still unable to speak, and his mind was still in confusion at the moment: "Miss Mill, she ...... She ......"

"Where are they now?"

"They're cleaning up the corpses of the gold-eating drakes, Miss Mir, she'll let me tell you when I come back, and tell you to call some more people. ”

"That's right, there are only a dozen of them, and they really can't bring the gold-eating drake back, so I'll let the people of the Thoth team call them. ”

"Patriarch, it's not enough...... Not ...... enough."

"Oh yes, you said Mir she had hunted more than one, so let's call two squads and bring a few Voldemorts, it should be enough." ”

"Patriarch... The whole clan is going to ......"

"What nonsense are you talking about? There are thousands of people in the whole clan, do you think there are dozens of gold-eating drakemons? Two Voldemort beasts and a dozen people can get one back, and tell the whole clan to do something?"

The warriors were about to burst into tears with excitement: "You can see for yourself...... Miss Mill... She slaughtered nearly a thousand gold-eating drakes......"