An interesting scene happened today in a valley that has been unknown.

Squads of five run wildly, and various beasts join their ranks from time to time along the way.

Behind them was a large dog howling and chasing after them, and the distance between the two sides was always kept at a distance of about 100 meters.

This squad is Chris's party.

They ran wolf all the way, and in the middle they also met the one-horned python that they had killed.

However, neither side fought anymore, and ran almost side by side for a while before fleeing in different directions.

The youngest, Abby, was pale and her eyes were full of panic.

This is a very normal reflection. Even Kenya, the dwarven warrior who has survived fifty years of spring and autumn and is known as a brave warrior, is terrified.

They all understood their situation, and if they were caught up by that damn dog, it would be a declaration of death.

Chris, on the other hand, is different.

Having spent time in Sin City, he felt his blood run high, and even enjoyed the feeling of dancing on the tip of a knife a little.

His supernatural strength tasted a bit of a leisurely stroll in the escape, occasionally reaching out to pull a dwarf with one foot in the fluffy dirt, and the other hand holding the knife from time to time cleaved the fierce beasts and various vines that stood in the way in front of him.

The chase lasted almost an hour.

The mastiff, who has been unable to catch up, finally gives up the meaningless chase.

It let out several angry howls of demonstration, swearing its power and ownership of its territory, before turning back with reluctance.

The team that survived the death did not have time to rejoice, and collapsed on the ground panting like cattle.

By this time, it was completely dark, and the layers of leaves over the forest obscured the glow of the silver and blood moons, casting only a few mottled patches.

Chris, who was the first to regain his strength, handed the dwarves the water bladders and dry food in his backpack.

Their backpacks have long been thrown away. In addition to the weapons in hand, horn helmets and steel armor were also thrown away on the way to escape, in order to reduce weight. Dwarves are born with short legs that don't have a speed advantage, and don't expect to escape if they're still wrapped in steel. Fortunately, the forest was very dense, and the small team chose a dense route to escape, which caused a lot of slowdown in the pursuit of the giant mastiff.

"What is that big dog?"

When everyone was relieved, Abby looked at Arkon and asked.

The eyes of the others also fell on him, and they were chased by a fierce beast of the strong level, and their curiosity was very strong.

"An ancient xenomorph, this is the first time I have seen it, when I was very young, I heard the old people of the clan chattering."

Akon muttered vaguely as he nibbled on dry food, his eyes sinking into reminiscence.

The Adeleme Mastiff is the name of this ancient xenomorph.

They rarely appear in history.

Because there are often hundreds or even more than a thousand years in history when they don't exist.

They are not inherited by blood, but are born among kobolds.

A female kobold, in the process of reproduction, will have a small chance of giving birth to a dog, a dog in the true sense of the word, this phenomenon is called atavism.

If the dog is female, it has a certain chance of giving birth to nine puppies in a litter, one of which is called a mastiff.

This mastiff grows very quickly, opens its eyes at birth, and has very sharp teeth.

Within the day of its sound, it would eat eight brothers who had not yet opened their eyes, and then fall into a deep sleep, which was the process of merging the blood essence of the other eight puppies.

It's like a hemp rope that has been divided into nine threads, which are now re-twisted together and become a whole again.

If you can wake up within ten days, this mastiff is an Adeleeme mastiff.

If it doesn't wake up within ten days, it will never wake up.

Adeleme mastiffs and kobolds are in a symbiotic relationship.

It is born from the kobold, and during the first year of life, the kobold will nurture it with all his heart.

When there is a shortage of food, they will even kill the weak people in the clan to feed it.

After a year, the Adeleme mastiff will begin to enter its juvenile stage.

In the process of growing up, they will go through several evolutions, and each evolution will burst out of the muscles and expel impurities from the blood, and these impurities are the supreme medicine for the kobold to increase their strength.

There are examples in history of kobolds who have the peak strength of warriors, relying on these blood impurities.

The juvenile period of the Adeleme mastiff is fifty years in total.

After passing it safely, it will enter the growth period, and at this time it already has the strength of a strong man.

No one knows how long it grows.

But any race knows that once it has passed the growth period and entered the maturity stage, it will become a demigod, the crown of the three-headed Adeleme.

Heaven is still fair.

It was born under harsh conditions, but it also gave it the strength to grow rapidly.

..............

The Blood Moon and the Silver Moon met and separated, and it was midnight.

The three dwarves were snoring like thunder, and their short legs had made them too tired today.

Chris and Abby kept vigil with bloodshot eyes, tired and silent, thinking about their own thoughts.

Maybe it's time to go back at dawn, right?

There was a click, and a string of sparks burst out of the fire, illuminating their two young, slightly melancholy faces.

The appearance of the Adeleme Mastiff has ruined their plans for this trip, and no one will be willing to risk their lives to enter the valley to capture the Gold Eater.

Kenya's snoring stopped, and with a sound of sneering, he yawned and sat down by the fire.

It was time for him to keep a vigil alone, and the leader had not only the right to give orders, but also the duty to do more.

"Go to sleep, human lad."

He turned the fire a little hotter, the southern winter nights were a little cold, and his cloak had been discarded along with the steel armor.

"Okay."

The two of them lay down in their clothes, but they lacked sleep, and they tossed and turned for a long time.

Young people are always reluctant to deal with setbacks.

Kenya smiled silently. Older than the world, he knew the mood of these two young people, and knew the loss of what was originally at his fingertips, "Human boy, hurry up and rest!" With enough stamina, we can catch the Golden Beast tomorrow. ”

"Huh?"

Like a heart booster, the two young men sat up at once.

Chris Carpenter landed on Arkon and waited for the next step, while the younger Abby asked directly with joy, "Mighty dwarven warrior, have you already figured out how to deal with the Adeleem Mastiff?" ”

"A lad with aqua blue hair, the dwarven warrior, although strong, is not yet an opponent of the Adlame Mastiff. Unless the great king of the hill comes in person. ”

The King of the Hill is the dwarven name given to the powerful in the tribe.

"Huh?"

Abby's eyes were full of confusion.

There's no way to deal with the Adeleme Mastiff and wants to catch the golden beast, so isn't that going to die...

"Hehe, the Adleme mastiffs with kobolds are still in their growth period, and once they are discovered, they will be far away, in order not to become sacrifices."

Kenya explained with a smile, which also made the two suddenly realize.

After humans or subhumans become strong, in order to awaken their true names and gain greater power, they need to sacrifice to their ancestors or gods. Most of the sacrifices are flesh and blood with great power, and the best choice is the ancient xenomorph.

The ancient xenomorph that has not yet entered the mature stage only needs a few strong people to join forces to kill, so it is reasonable that this Adeleme mastiff will escape after being discovered.

No strong man can resist the temptation to awaken his true name.

It is believed that after Kenya returns to report, the three kings of the hill in the dwarf clan will still come to the south of the Lokidaran Mountains to inquire even though they know that the Adelem Mastiff has fled, for the slightest possibility.

The good news of the peak turn made both people excited.

I am also grateful to the upright Kenya.

After all, the dwarves already knew the location of the ore veins, and Kenya directly led the team back to the dwarven border, and no one blamed anything if they didn't help them trap the gold-devouring beasts.

"Thank you, dear dwarven friend."

"No, hehe, the brave dwarves will not forget their promises. But I hope you don't spread the word about the Adeleme Mastiff, including your elders. The Dwarven Realm doesn't want to be disturbed, after all, you Terrans, well, some of you, are greedy. ”

"Okay, I swear by the bloodline."

Chris and the two of them spoke in unison.

"Sleep."

Kenya nodded in satisfaction, suddenly feeling that she had a bit of a liking for these two human boys.

.................

The ensnaring operation of the Gold Eater went well.

Chris: They waited for a noon, and they managed to capture three.

One big and two small, all alive.

The enthusiastic Kenya used a small black dagger to cut off the two fangs of the large one and threw it to Chris, so that he could get what he wanted.

The other two small ones were put into a cage by Abby.

He was very happy to achieve his goal, and the few remaining freckles on his face brightened a lot.

There was nothing to say all the way, and the return journey was much faster than the departure.

However, after arriving at the dwarven border in ten days, Chris declined the dwarves' invitation to stay for a few more days, hugged the five adventurers one by one and rode away.

Ever since he was put in an iron cage by Kurt, he has lost interest in making friends.

And he felt that time was running out.

He wants to complete the trial left by his mother Avril as soon as possible, and then go to Sin City to walk on the edge of life and death, and strive to become a strong man under the sucking of tarsal mayflies.

Looking at Chris's gradually disappearing back, Abby, who was standing still, felt a little melancholy.

He had some admiration, envy, and affection for this lone wanderer who was a few years older than himself.

The eagle will always fly alone.

He silently muttered to himself, if only I could soar alone.

"Edla, it's time for us to go back too."

After a while, the older shield-bearer gently reminded.

"Hmm."

Edra is Abby's real name.

And he has the same surname as the demigod, Brendo.