You are too extreme

Even just one dares to raid a human village.

Don't take those people seriously at all.

The river people living here can only control the river area and rely on the complex river to resist these monsters.

"It's too late to say anything now."

Dawei lowered his horse's speed to a minimum, opened the water bag on the horse and shook the contents inside.

This bag had a pungent smell of blood and a strong smell of alcohol.

The material is made of blood, highly concentrated liquor and a small amount of venom.

It tasted terrible and made his throat feel like it was on fire, but the strong smell of blood kept Dawei sane for a long time.

Taking a sip of blood wine, his not-so-smart mind speeded up his thinking, allowing him to better summarize his current situation.

seven days ago.

He successfully crossed the river and headed north with three horses and the supplies he had purchased.

Head in the right direction under the guidance of Golden Lake.

He didn't encounter anything weird, nor did he encounter anything that made his head hurt.

Even the strange eagle did not appear.

Although that thing delivered animal meat for a long time, they did not have any rules when transporting it, and they were very arbitrary.

"This is how we reach the north..."

Dawei raised his head and looked into the distance.

Looking north from here, you can see a large grassland, some small woods, and a mountain peak further away.

He looked at the mountain peaks, with many thoughts in his mind.

It seemed that he was moved by the scene, remembering his life in the Kusais tribe when he was young.

A calm and monotonous life, without any lofty ambitions, only curiosity about a different world and a yearning for adventure.

When I was young, I always wanted to go on adventures, see strange creatures in other worlds, and establish friendship with those non-human races.

But now.

When he was forced to embark on an adventure, what he felt was not freedom, nor the joy of seeing new species.

There is only a depressing feeling of being forced by something and fleeing in frustration.

After drinking strong alcohol, the smell of blood stimulated his brain.

Dawei looked at the eagle soaring from the mountain peak, grabbing its prey, and a strange power surged in his heart. His future has been edited for the world to watch.

This feeling of not being in control of one's destiny and being watched by others is extremely uncomfortable.

"call…"

Clenching his fist tightly, Dawei thought of something else. He picked up the spear behind his back and looked at the tip of the spear that shone with cold light.

This weapon has killed many people and will definitely kill many more in the future.

His past life and current memories gave him novel ideas.

He is not that kind of literary youth.

Or a weak person who runs home and hides under the quilt after being watched.

Dawei knows himself very well.

He also knows his own character very well, and he also knows what he is.

In his previous life, he dared to hunt and report in order to make more money, without caring about the dangers and troubles he might encounter next.

Cruel, aggressive, cunning, these are the words that describe him very well.

What kind of thoughts would a cruel person have when faced with this situation?

Of course, if you want to go back for revenge, you can't just let it go.

But there are a lot of things needed to kill Dawei.

"I need an army!"

"A powerful and crazy army. I want them to follow me and pull out the guy who edited the video and then... break his body into pieces!"

This is what he is thinking about at this moment, and it is also what he particularly wants to do.

It is no longer possible to continue organizing the Mongols.

This group of people has been targeted to death. If there is any movement on the grassland, the Dark Elf Empire next to them will take action themselves.

Although not much information has been exposed now, there is still a lot of room for manipulation.

But what about the future?

That damn hanging man will definitely continue to edit and cause me huge trouble.

Therefore, the starting point cannot be the Montu people.

"Be stronger, bigger, more brutal..."

Thinking about these three words, Dawei already had a plan. He took a sip of wine and continued to drive the horse deeper.

The grasslands of another world are different.

There are monsters and all kinds of weird creatures everywhere, so don't worry about food.

Even if Dawei goes deep alone to find enough prey, it is quite simple.

The only thing you need to worry about is the trouble that will arise after you find that the alien race fights with each other.

Continuing forward, the horse's hooves trampled on the grass, leaving deep enough marks on the top. The blue horse snorted, as if he smelled something.

His expression became strange, and his ears were turned back, looking quite alert.

Dawei, who has encountered wolves and various strange creatures many times in the wild, also has experience in dealing with this.

Taking out the bow and arrow from his back, Dawei started his horse and walked forward slowly.

Walk across the hill to the back of the place.

The scenery that caught his eye made Dawei's face look strange.

Because a small pond appeared out of thin air there, with a few trees growing around it and many birds and animals making their homes.

Even more striking is.

There are strange marks above the pond.

The blue horse, which has a more sensitive sense of smell, has smelled the strange smell and is in an attack state. From the blue horse's sight, the problem is the pond.

"What the hell?"

Whispering, Dawei took a sip of blood wine and observed more carefully.

Then he found clothes hanging by the small tree. His mind was spinning quickly and he immediately thought of plots that he liked to use in many stories.

It's like someone taking a shower and being seen by others.

There is still a lot of water in the water bag, so there is no need to refill it.

Dawei didn't want to waste time here and get into trouble, so thinking about this, he pulled up the horse's rope and walked in another direction.

But not far yet.

There was a sound from behind, the sound of branches being trampled.

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With a sharp voice and a little fear, Dawei immediately grasped the lance without hesitation, adjusted the horse's head and prepared for battle.

Branches were broken by trampling in the wild.

No matter how you look at it, it looks like it was done by some kind of animal or alien race.

An alien race may be hostile to humans and may launch an attack.

Just like that dark elf.

But when Dawei turned his head and saw the appearance of that thing, he was dumbfounded.

Just because that thing has an extremely human-like appearance, but has green skin like an imp.

This is not a goblin.

Because goblins are not that short.

This guy is only about one meter tall.

It's completely different from those 1.3-meter-[-] goblins. The most important thing is that this guy doesn't have that kind of vulgar aura.

The eyes are blue, not the yellow beast eyes of goblins, and the face is very delicate, looking pure and cute.

He was wearing strange clothes, not like those worn by prairie people, but rather like Arabian robes.

What is this stuff?Dawei has never seen it at all.

What’s even more terrifying is that what this guy just said was the common language of the grasslands.

"what are you?"

"It's so rude! How could you call me something!"

The green gadget recovered from the shock just now, and he didn't care about Dawei holding a gun.

He wiped it with a few leaves in his backhand, then stood up from the bush.

Ah, it turns out it's not a bath.

It's shitting.

"My name is Mifalo Li, and I am a legal river man!"

"Looking at how you're dressed, you don't look like someone from the river?"

Mifalo walked up to Dawei in a swaggering manner, looking very familiar with him.

It was as if he was not afraid that he would be killed.

After a moment of silence, Dawei spoke.

"Goblin?"

"You are the Goblin! I am the Ghost!!!"

"Oh my God, where did you come from? You can't even tell the difference between ghosts and goblins!"

In order to prevent his race from being misunderstood, Mifalo introduced his race angrily.

He is a ghost and a mixed race.

A hybrid of imp and dark elf.

The lifespan is only 160, they are both male and female, and they have smart minds.

Doing business is very unfair, and there are traces of their distribution throughout the northern grasslands.

"is it?"

"I can't lie to you!"

"I don't really believe that dark elves would attack imps."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Dawei was stunned. He thought about it carefully and found that it was really possible.

And it's very likely.

The imp is indeed ugly, but compared to sheep, horses and the like, at least it has a human shape.

"Okay, do you have anything else? If not, I'll leave first."

The ghost man who calls himself Mifalo has a very lazy look, and it is possible for ordinary people to be deceived.

But Dawei won't.

He had just drank the blood wine, and the smell of blood was still there. His mind was thinking so fast that he knew what the guy in front of him was hiding without even thinking about it.