No, You Never Watch the Plot when You Play Games!

The decapitated corpse was crumbling.

The culprit who killed the Beast skillfully sliced ​​open his abdomen with his fingers, and then pulled out the stomach inside.

Cut it open.

Take out all the nerve bugs inside, shake them off, and eat them all.

I don't feel anything.

In other words, the feeling was so small that he didn't feel it at all.

It has been two months since he killed the Chimera, and those demons sent three Chimeras to fight him in succession.

As a result, the attacks of those guys couldn't penetrate his armor at all, and as soon as he found the Chimera, he directly launched the Dragon's Breath Art and burned them alive.

The whole battle is very, very boring without any description value, just give them a dragon's breath burn.

Then pull away and wait for their bodies to burn beyond recovery.

The bugs exploded and fled in all directions, and Dawei walked over to pick them up and eat them.

The confused beasts here were also killed by him, although some of them were recovered by the devil early.

But he also ate nearly 58 heads.

Since he ate those bugs.

The original physical strength has once again received an unexpected improvement, both in strength and speed, far surpassing when he first came here.

Almost twice as much.

Although his magic power is still the same as before.

But the anger has become extremely strong.

The electric current in the body also became violent together.

These two forces can be used smoothly if they are completely surrendered to him.

"All the preparations that should be done have been completed, and I can go to find the dragon."

The crimson dragon is not very old now, and belongs to the girl dragon who has just left the dragon nest, and her combat power is not too strong.

It just has extremely troublesome dragon breath and terrifying strange power of dragons.

The study of magic has not been as esoteric as those of adult dragons.

Not so many weird changes.

"She is still a fire dragon, and she is very arrogant and looks down on creatures other than the same kind and players."

"If I can irritate her and make her fight me no matter what, it will be very easy to lose."

The dragon's combat experience is also pitiful.

Although Dawei has no experience in fighting giant beasts, he knows how to fight against those giant monsters.

Chop off her wings, dock her tail, and slice off her scales.

Pierce her heart.

Chapter 120 Eight (Deputy) Centaur Camp

The flames ignited a novel plant, which the slave catchers placed under the trees and just had to wait for the smoke to spread.

Hold the bag and wait quietly.

Don't have to wait long.

Just wait a few minutes, and the catman in the tree will fall from the excessive smoke inhalation.

This kind of grass produces a huge amount of smoke, and it is harmless to ordinary people, and it is not harmful to cat people, but cat people will fall into the effect of cat grass after smoking.

Enter a state of excitement and trance.

At this time, they can perfectly capture a little cutie.

"Look."

"What a beautiful coat color."

The tall centaur picked up the cat man in the bag, stroked the man's fur carefully, and looked at his color.

Orange, very pretty.

A smile appeared on his serious face.

The other members next to him also came over and lifted the cage, and the centaur imprisoned the cat man very roughly.

This caused dissatisfaction among other members.

"This kind of good stuff can be sold for five gold coins."

"If you're so rough, it's easy to mess up the fur."

They have a good trading market, depending on the color and temperament of the cat people.

"This little thing is fierce, has a bad personality, and is easy to hurt people... Although it looks good, it can only be sold for three gold coins at most."

"Orange-red cat people are generally very greedy, as long as they are fed with something, they will be very obedient."

"If it is another color, there may be problems, but there is no need to be afraid of this."

They talked and put the harvest of the day on the wagon.

But before again, they need to take off the clothes of the cat people and let them return to their original state, so that they become the image of the cat people in the hearts of the public.

The centaur in charge of pulling the cart looked at everything in front of him.

Feeling groggy.

"What's wrong, Crete."

"Do you think it took such a long detour to come here and only caught a cat person in one day?"

"No... I just think that theirs are not the barbarians that the nobleman said."

"how to say?"

"These cat people have clothes, can also make weapons, can heal wounds, and can't kill people..."

"Okay, okay. Put away your boring kindness, the landlord in your village will not tell you that cat people are not primitive people."

"And these cat people are something that noble lords like."

"If you want to make money from this, you have to believe that they are beasts."

"Understand?"

Crete lowered his head and nodded emphatically.

But the old horse knew that he didn't understand, and every newcomer who came here needs to go through a little lesson to understand this.

These beasts are not as kind as they seem.

They can shoot arrows.

If you are not careful, you will die.

Today's life is not as good as it used to be. In the past, you could catch more than a dozen of them in one trip, and sometimes you could catch hundreds of them.

but now.

These cat people learned to be smart and turned into hunting at night, and they went deep into the dense forest, where they would originally be farming.

Now it has completely become a living by hunting and gathering.

This made the capture much more difficult. In order to catch these little beasts, they still needed to go deeper.

Hunt in the dangerous jungle of the country.

Shaking his head, the old horse stopped thinking about these things, and he returned to the camp with this harvest.

The encampment of the slave catchers was well built.

And there are plenty of pitfalls.

This is not only for their own safety, but also to avoid being attacked by those cat people. These little beasts are very active at night.

"It's okay if it's attacked."

"These little bastards dare to enter anything in order to save their companions."

There were [-] members of the slave hunting group in the camp, but there were [-] cat people captured here.

Except for the old ones, there are also adult cat people.

The only valuable thing here is the kitten that was just caught.

No one wants adult cat people, and the same goes for old cat people, but there is a kind of people who like adult cat people very much.

"who?"

"Who else can it be?"

The old horse directed the newcomer to put the cat's cage in the room.

The cats here have their clothes pulled out.

All the cats looked angrily at the centaur who came in, but there was nothing they could do.

The knowledgeable old horse didn't say it in it, because he knew that those old things knew their language.

So, the old horse pulled Kerry out.

He knew it would take some time for these newcomers who had just arrived here to get used to it.

And the guy in front of him is his fellow countryman, so he will take care of him and help him, so that this guy can quickly adapt to the current situation.

"Old cats, or full-grown cats, are sold to fur traders, and those noble ladies like their beautiful fur very much."

"what?"

"But they are..."