The epic story of green monsters

Chapter 212 The so-called Warcraft (first update)
  When Allen put down the blood-stained heavy sword in his hand, a figure not far away slowly approached, but Allen seemed to ignore it. He just glanced at it and turned back to rescue the roasted man who already had a scorched smell. Whole cow.

There were several broken bodies of giant wolves scattered on the ground. As soon as Saru, dragging the carcass of the first wolf, walked into the area, he was hit by a strong smell of blood.

"Fuck, how can we stay here tonight?"

Saru said he was unhappy, but in fact the two moon-shaped eyes on his face betrayed his inner thoughts.

However, the mess in this place is disturbing, especially the smell of blood that may attract the prying eyes of other predators. After experiencing this minor trouble, Allen and Saru no longer dare to There is no need to look down upon the beasts in the wilderness.

"Is this the leader of this pack of prairie wolves?"

Allen didn't care about the filth in front of him. He could bear the sight of the Green Field Tribe before, which was even dirtier and smellier than it is now. He cared more about the corpse of a gray wolf that was obviously stronger and taller. He was paying attention while rescuing the barbecue. with corpses on the ground.

"Yeah, don't tell me, we are very lucky this time. This wolf is a magical beast that has awakened the wind magic. When it spit out a wind blade, I almost couldn't parry it."

Saru did not take all the credit for himself, but he meant to share the wolf's spoils with Allen.

"Warcraft?"

Allen has heard of this term before, but in his imagination, shouldn't Warcraft be as powerful as the legendary dragon? How could it be the lifeless wolf corpse lying on the ground now?
  "Don't you know about Warcraft?"

Saru was a little dumbfounded. He didn't expect that the green-skinned bugbear in front of him seemed to be unaware of this common sense knowledge.

"I only know that the giant dragon is a magical beast. How can this wolf be considered a magical beast?"

Allen was not embarrassed by his ignorance. Instead, he looked at Saru with interest, waiting for him to answer his questions.

"Warcraft carry a magic word, naturally because they can use unique magic. For example, this wolf uses the wind magic wind blade, which is as lethal as the caster's fourth-level spell."

"There are all kinds of weird monsters in Feynman's world, but generally speaking, they are mainly based on fire, wind, thunder, earth, thunder and other plastic magic. A few monsters also have psychic magic, such as the terrifying ones in the underground world. Illithids, etc..."

Seeing Allen's curiosity, Saru did not hesitate to tell what he knew about Warcraft.

"Warcraft are also rare on our continent, but generally speaking, just like the birth of talented people among orcs, Warcraft are actually born from ordinary beasts. Of course, there are also powerful Warcraft such as dragons and phoenixes. Races have solidified their race’s talent for magic since ancient times.”

"But I haven't seen the so-called magical beast in Green Field Plain?"

After Allen heard Saru's explanation, he suddenly thought of the giant python he encountered in the jungle on the border of the Elf Kingdom half a year ago. Maybe it was also a powerful monster. However, he also had doubts as to why he had not found traces of the so-called magical beasts around him after living for so long.

"I've only heard someone mention this question. I don't know if it's true or not." Faced with Allen's questioning, Saru spread his hands and explained: "It is said that the magical beasts born in the Mansha Wilderness, when they break through After reaching a certain level, you will be attracted by some mysterious power, chase this mysterious power, and gather in five places in the Mansha Wilderness."

"It is also because the gathering of monsters in these five places makes adventure and exploration very dangerous, so the adventurers of Mansha Wilderness call these five places the five most dangerous places in the wilderness. And what about the Misty Forest we are going to now? , is one of these five dangerous places where countless magical beasts gather."

It was only then that Saru finally told Allen a fact that he had not told Allen before, and then looked around and did not dare to look directly into Allen's eyes. But he forgot that Allen still only had a partial understanding of Warcraft, so he didn't think it was important that Saru concealed himself.

"The reason why you rarely see traces of monsters around you is actually because these monsters are attracted by the mysterious power and have just left the place where you live."

"So this is ah."

Alan mused.

"However, this magical beast is a treasure. The skin of this wind wolf is more defensive than ordinary wolf skins, especially when it comes to resisting wind spells. It has a certain resistance."

"The wind wolf's meat is full of energy. Although it doesn't eat much meat after scraping off its fur and internal organs, the energy contained in a cow on our grill may not be as much as one of its legs."

"Also, take a look at its liver and heart. Are they different from other internal organs? These are the magic glands that absorb and release wind energy. Let's collect them and install them now and sell them outside. , it can definitely be sold at a good price.”

The dagger in Saru's hand flew, and with a few clatters, the skin and flesh of the wolf was separated. After discovering that the opponent was a monster, Saru only took care of the integrity of the wolf's corpse when attacking the wolf. The wolf skin is almost intact from top to bottom.

Saru quickly skillfully took out the wind wolf's heart and liver, which were inversely proportional to the body and even less than the size of a fist. These two so-called magic glands were indeed somewhat different. Allen could keenly sense when they appeared in the air. At this time, a breeze will slowly surround it. This is the effect of the magical energy escaping. After only letting the glands be exposed to the air for a few breaths, Saru took out a demon-sealing bottle that had been prepared long ago, placed the two glands in it, and added uncondensed wolf blood to soak them. Seal the bottle mouth.

“Here’s another good thing!!”

Saru's eyes shone, while Allen kept watching the other party's dismemberment intently and kept it in his heart. Saru's dagger took out Wind Wolf's skull, and reached out to fumble among the scattered brains. When he showed it in front of Allen, there was a soft, white and irregular object in his palm.

"This is the container of the wind wolf's mental power and magic power. Anthropologists call it the pituitary gland. It is said that every intelligent creature has such a part. However, the mental power and magic power of Warcraft and spellcasters are usually stored here. , so the pituitary gland becomes like this after long-term exposure."

"This is a good thing in the eyes of spell casters. If swallowed directly, it can help them extract the magic power for their own use during war. They can also absorb the spiritual power during meditation and strengthen their own mental power."

"Of course, the biggest use of these things is as raw materials for making various potions, so they are extremely valuable. The ones we have now are worth at least 100 gold coins!!"

Saru's face was filled with joy. His pocket was now cleaner than his face. After being plundered by Allen, he didn't have a single coin. Now he finally had something to bring with him and he could convert it into money whenever he met a caravan on the road. It's an absolute hot commodity, how can I not make him happy?

Allen is also very satisfied. What he is satisfied with is that he has gained some new knowledge. As for the financial gains, he feels that they are secondary.

(End of this chapter)