Brett Tukasa was proud to be a member of the Valley of Emerald Peaks, and under the rule of the Great Dark King, and for the latter reason.

Especially after it was summoned in front of the great master a few days ago, its pride was even more overflowing.

As the last person to come into contact with the young black dragon, it was able to get a closer look at its master's graceful body.

That kind of shock is far from being something that can be experienced from a distance.

And the owner's words and deeds made it, as a male rat man, a little unable to hold back the love in his heart, and wanted to beg for pleasure on the spot.

It's a pity that it didn't dare to take this action, so it could only reverie in his heart.

Moreover, after this incident, it was haunted by its previous failure, the young black dragon, which it didn't catch.

"Damn, I almost caught it, I bit its scales, and I let it fly away!"

Thinking of the scene a few days ago, when the two black dragons flapped their wings and soared through the forest, Bright couldn't wait to crush his two front teeth.

"If only I were a spellcaster, or if I went out, I brought a casting net!"

Bright couldn't help but fantasize.

It's a pity that out of a thousand nezumi, it is difficult for one caster to appear.

They are born thieves and rangers, but that doesn't mean they can comprehend spells.

What's more, the beasts of their branch hid underground because they were chasing the Moon Maiden, and they didn't have a chance to learn spells at all.

Coupled with such a thing as a net, few people will carry it with them except for knowing what the goal of this trip is, and besides, it is a part-time thief who is a rat scout, and it doesn't need this thing.

So, everything is empty talk

"I still can't fly, if only I could be like Lord Kurnock, get the favor of my master, and get the bloodline of the dragonborn!"

Blake remembered the purple scales under the scalp fur and the purple dragon wings growing from the back, the original leader of the Emerald Peaks Valley? Now the monster under the command of Zilong? Werewolf King Kurnock.

If it had the ability of Master Kurnock, it wouldn't let the black dragon run away.

"And? What if I last time? Caught those two young black dragons, no? One end of the year, maybe there is a chance to be like Master Kurnock? Maybe it's the owner's blessing!"

Bright began to reverie about what it would look like after being given dragon blood by his master? By then, will its lost appeal return?

And maybe when it grows scales, its owner will also take a fancy to it!

But because of Bright's distraction? Let it step on a pit covered in pine needles on the road? One center of gravity was unbalanced, and he fell.

It made the other two nezumi who were patrolling the outskirts of the Emerald Peaks Valley laugh out loud.

"Hahaha! Bright! You're thinking about the previous thing again! Thinking so intrigued, hasn't Master Farrud's last punishment made you sober?"

A rat man held his stomach, laughed, and said the last sentence with a thief's eyebrow on his face? It's very funny.

Farud is a powerful creature in the Valley of Emerald Peaks, second only to the werewolf king Kurnok, and is a Zedi Bearman.

"Why! I didn't think about that? I was just obsessed with the scenery just now!"

Bright replied in embarrassment.

It didn't dare to say what it thought to the nezumi anymore, remembering the last time it told its compatriots what it was thinking.

Unexpectedly, they turned their heads and told Zedi Bear Man, who also showed that they were attached to their master? Farud.

Farud punished it with its claws, leaving a scar on its body that would be difficult to remove.

Not only did it hurt to lie in bed for a month? The female rat-man and other female bestials that had once been close to it because of her handsome face were gone.

And? Its tail is cut off? So that the center of gravity is a little unstable when walking.

Another nezumi shouted.

"I think you must be trying to be pampered by your master!

"Nonsense, I didn't think about anything!" Bright's eyes widened to hide his panic.

"I didn't think about anything, but I heard it with my own ears next door to you, crying and pounding the wall in frustration, and hammering the plank!"

"You're still talking about your master, do you dare to say that you're not thinking nonsense?"

After hearing this, Bright was extremely annoyed by the poor soundproofing of the room, and even blushed his mouse face, almost turning back into the form of a giant rat, arguing.

"Nezumi fantasies can't be considered whimsical...... then pointing to the other nezumi and saying something they couldn't understand.

What are the words "being a rat always has a dream", "a small dream", "a rat man who doesn't want to be a rich woman is not a good rat man!".

The other two nezumi burst out laughing again, and the dead silence of the forest suddenly came alive again, filled with cheerful air.

But before they could laugh, they discovered that their slandered companion was once a strong man of the nezumi, and now a poor worm, Bright.

He didn't get up again, but looked at a certain part of the forest in a daze, his expression extremely stiff.

"What are you thinking, Bligh ......"

The other two nezumi looked at Bright and just wanted to sneer again, but they followed his gaze and saw the following scene.

In the surging bushes, a skull-like head with a pair of crescent horns stretched out.

A young black dragon!

Oh my God!

The owner personally named the young dragon he was looking for.

A wave of ecstasy welled up in the hearts of the other rats, and they subconsciously wanted to get close to the young dragon.

After much ridicule, they naturally understood that this young black dragon could please the great Queen of Darkness.

Bright, on the other hand, was pale.

It knew in its heart that now it was seriously injured due to the previous incident, and its strength was not five out of ten.

Even in the peak situation, it can only chase and intercept the exhausted black dragon with the lizardmen, and have the upper hand.

Now that they have returned from rest, recuperating and recuperating, they have become more powerful young black dragons, and where are they opponents as patrol nezumi scouts.

"Let's go!"

It kindly reminded that although sarcasm was sarcasm, it still did not want its compatriots to die in vain in the mouth of the young black dragon.

However, its kindness, the other two rat people did not appreciate it at all.

"Humph!"

"It's our prey!

Some rat people disdainfully.

"I mean, you're no match for it!"

Bright said hurriedly.

"I'm not a waste like you! this stupid black dragon probably can't even touch my shadow!"

The nezumi said self-righteously, the young black dragons were no different from moving treasures in its mind, after all, they were real dragons on the same level as the white dragons.

But any rat man with a bit of professional level will not be afraid of a young black dragon, and the young black dragon has been in this area before, and it can be said that he has been defeated, either on the run or on the way to escape.

Therefore, no matter how much Bright tried to persuade them, they ignored them, but they were kind enough to do so.

"Don't worry, I'll leave you a credit!"

"After all, we're all of the same race!"

The other nezumi pulled out his crossbow and looked back at Bright, hehe.

When it saw Bright's shocked expression, it was still a little dark.

But before it could reply, it heard Bright blurt out.

"Be careful! Montatu ......"

"Be careful of what?"

The nezumi turned around, and felt a pain in his head, as if something had opened a hole, and blood gushed out, wetting all the hair on its face, and it didn't know what it was.

The curtain closed forever, and its paws remained in the upward touch.

Its last feeling was that the companion next to it pressed against it.

"It's so heavy!"

......

"Kill two birds with one stone!"

Gordon's grumbling voice echoed silently in the dead forest.

And Bright, the nezumi half-lying on the ground, also saw the young dragon, and was looking behind him in fear, as if there was something behind it that deserved its attention.

Bright held his breath, could it be that the person who said this was strong?

So, after a while, a lizard the size of a palm came out.

Swagger.