Chapter 41: The Digger and the Caravan
"Enemy attack! Enemy attack ahead! β
In the leafy forest, a winding path is hidden.
There was no road here, but there were many wildebeest carriages passing by, so I walked out of such a forest path.
At this moment, Ron and his party were walking on this narrow path, and in front of the wildebeest was a group of traveling merchants they encountered on the way.
Businessmen, they know everything.
"It's a burrower! Damn it, use the stone net! Don't let its acid touch it! β
The captain of the guard shouted urgently.
They're in trouble, a second-order Demonic Beast Digging Worm!
The burrower resembles a large, multi-legged insect with its long tentacles that vibrate with movement around it.
Its legs end in sharp hooks that are perfect for digging and catching prey, and its strong jaws can even bite small trees in two!
The captain of the guard at the head of the caravan commanded the guards to attack this second-order demonic beast in an orderly manner.
The merchants in the caravan hid in the carriages and shivered.
They were a small merchant group, and this was their first long-distance trade, but they didn't expect to encounter a rare second-order magical beast like the Digger Worm on the way.
You can count it as a stroke of luck.
[Merchant group: A special group of merchants who work together to hire a team of wagons and escorts, so that weak merchants can also conduct long-distance trade. γ
Fortunately, the hired escort team is more reliable, and the leading escort captain is a silver-rank samurai.
From his battered cheeks, it can be seen that he is at least forty years old.
Under his command, this second-order demonic beast was outnumbered after all, and its four claws were outnumbered by twenty hands.
As the crowd attacked, there were more and more tiny wounds on its chitin carapace.
"Whew!"
The dying Digger spat out the last acid attack, covering a linear area 30 feet long and 5 feet wide in front of it.
"I'm coming!"
The captain of the guard skillfully propped up the gray cotton stone net, and the green acid was all sprayed on the net, making a sneering sound.
But after all, it did not corrode through this net.
The guards under the net found the right time and immediately rushed forward and launched a righteous group fight.
Knives, axes, swords, and hammers against the shell are a wild slash and smash.
"Poof!"
In the end, it was the captain of the guard who ended the encounter with a fighting Western sword.
A sharp blade slashed through the middle, slicing the three-meter-tall burrower in two.
A brilliant victory!
[From Ron's evaluation.] γ
Looking at the guards gathered to cheer and celebrate, Ron observed with interest.
One of the personality traits of the iridescent dragon: he likes to watch stage plays, especially human ones.
This also makes them the legendary dragon that is the best at dealing with intelligent creatures (people) among the three legendary dragon species.
The group of people in front of them invisibly became the actors in Ron's play.
"I don't know if they'll be so happy when another lurking burrower attacks."
Ron thought to himself.
Ron and his convoy had been on their way to the royal capital for a month and a half.
In another week or so, you will reach the royal capital of Ovia.
The reason why they walked so fast was that they had hardly stopped at any other time, except for a few supplies to the village on the way.
The two wildebeest were getting tired.
As a last resort, Ron bought two more wildebeest in the villages he was passing by, and drove them in turns so that he didn't die of exhaustion.
The apprentices in the car all had sallow faces and painful expressions, and they no longer had the same demeanor as they did in Oracle Town.
The long ride in the wildebeest caused each of them to experience varying degrees of motion sickness.
The caravan in front of them met by chance at the previous supply point, and the final destination of both sides coincided.
Seeing the insignia of the Academy of Magic worn on the carriage, the shrewd businessmen knew that there must be a master magician accompanying Ron's party.
So I thought about going with Ron and his party, and if I was in danger, I would have a helper to take care of them.
None of this mattered to Ron, and he left them to follow.
It just so happened that there was no show on the road.
Ron propped his chin on, enjoying the crispy little biscuits fed by Vivien.
"Boom... Boom..."
With his left paw tapping lightly on the edge of the window, Ron watched silently as the female digger crept closer to the cheering crowd.
Demonic beasts such as the Diggers are generally loners, unless they are in heat.
It is clear that the husband of the digging lady died on the way to hunt for his children.
And she wanted to surprise this group of cheering people.
"Something!! Yes!!! β
Panicked cries were heard.
The female digging insect burst out of the ground, four black pearl-like compound eyes staring at the target that had been aimed at a long time.
She grabbed a young guard with her sharp jaws and quickly retracted into the mud hole, crushing it and secreting acidic digestive enzymes to dissolve and swallow her prey.
"Woo!! Woo..."
The captured guard simply shouted under the influence of the acidic digestive enzymes, and then stopped moving.
"Jack!"
"Damn, how could there be two!"
The sudden attack caused confusion in the crowd, and everyone subconsciously looked for cover, but it led to a collision with each other.
"Get out of here!"
At the critical moment, the captain of the guard stepped forward.
Wielding his sword, he rushed into the crypt that leaked only a pair of ratskin boots.
The burrower uses its strong jaws to dig winding tunnels deep underground, and often uses this skill to hunt for food.
"Whew!"
A large amount of acid sprayed at the captain of the guard, but fortunately he kept holding the cotton stone net and didn't let go.
A speck of acid dripped through the gap on his shoulder, and quickly corroded on contact with the iron armor.
"Hmm... Hum!!! β
The captain of the guard endured the severe pain and rushed to the front of the digging worm.
The earthy yellow female digging insect obviously didn't expect this human to be so crazy, and rushed up against its acid.
"Brush!"
Life and death are all in the palm of a thought.
The captain of the guard exerted his fighting spirit with all his strength and attached it to the knife.
A beautiful horizontal slash slashed the head of the digging worm.
The heads of the four compound eyes fell into the crypt with a "poof".
"Pull me up! Prepare water! β
At this time, everyone on the surface reacted and reached out together to drag the two people in the cave out.
Unfortunately, the guard, who had been attacked, had lost his breath.
His neck was about to be gnawed off by the female digger's sharp mouthparts.
A member of the team is holding a water bag and cleaning the wounds of the captain of the guard who has been corroded by strong acid.
Ignoring the injured arm, the captain of the guard endured the severe pain and instructed everyone to take safety precautions.
This time, instead of cheering, the crowd silently collected the three corpses.
γA narrow victoryγ
Ron commented again.
If the female digging worm could kill the captain of the guard, maybe it would have a chance to win.
After all, no one in the Basic Escort could easily break through its chitin carapace, except for the captain of the guard.
Of course, it also ends in the same way, and it cannot escape the fate of death.
Who left the caravan with a fire magister and a legendary dragon?
The apprentices in the car, who had witnessed the whole battle, were silent.
This is the first time I have seen hand-to-hand combat between humans and monsters on the road, and it is also the first time I have seen humans killed by monsters.
The demonic beasts that I usually encountered on the road were basically solved by Morey's fireball technique, and I didn't feel nervous and scared at all.
In the carriage, Vivien and Carol sighed, and a life was lost.
They didn't know there was a second digging bug.
When she saw the guards working together to kill the male digger, Carol was also interested in discussing the information of this insect monster with Vivien.
I didn't expect the change to come so quickly.
The guards seem to have gotten used to all of this, skillfully burying their teammates, and then slicing open the belly of the digging worm with a knife to find the core.
Not every Warcraft has a magic core, and the higher the level of the Warcraft, the higher the probability of producing a magic core.
A second-order demonic beast like a digging worm sometimes kills four or five, and maybe not a single demon core can be found.
Luckily, they found a green core in the female digger's body.
It is written in the contract between the merchant group and the escort team that everything produced by the demonic beasts killed on the way to escort belongs to the escort team.
Therefore, this valuable second-order magic core can make up for the injured hearts of the guards.
"Huh?"
Ron sensed the presence of a strange human aura in the area of the detection of magic.
As a cautious dragon, he unleashed a high level of detection magic twenty-four hours a day.
Within twenty kilometers of him was his detection area.
"No, it's not just humans?"
Ron frowned, this group of humans seemed a little too much? And it also has the smell of other creatures.
"This shape is..."
"Orcs?"