No one was more familiar with the grassland than the Orcs who lived here.
As a noble and knowledgeable witch doctor in the tribe, Sarota naturally knew about the swamp that would only appear during the rainy season. There were many puddles and traps here. It was not suitable for grazing at all, so the herdsmen would never come here. From this, Sarota was even more certain about one thing: Even the nomadic Orcs were unwilling to approach this place. How could this human in front of him be familiar with it as if it was his own home?
Seeing that Roddy, who was circling left and right in front of him, was still unable to shake him off, Sarota couldn't help but feel relieved. After the side effect of the Bloodlust spell disappeared, he released another enhancement spell. The speed of the mount wolf was maintained at the level of sprinting. Because Roddy dodged left and right, and the mount wolf had an advantage over the warhorse in such a crooked path, the distance between the entire team and Roddy began to shrink again …
This made Sarota a little excited. However, just as they saw the hope of killing Roddy, the terrain in front of them suddenly changed. This swamp was originally flat. There were a few grassy slopes occasionally, and the height difference was not more than three to five meters. However, when Sarota followed Roddy and rushed straight over a long slope, a huge gap suddenly appeared in his eyes.
The basin.
In the mist that appeared out of nowhere, they could vaguely see that the land in front of them formed a circle at the end of their field of vision. The originally flat land was sunken in the middle. The area was not big, but the difference was extremely obvious. Sarota casually looked around and estimated that the diameter of the edge should be five to six kilometers.
It was not that such a terrain did not exist in the grassland, but it was really strange to appear in the Death Swamp.
In front of them, Roddy was rushing straight toward the center of the basin. Sarota led the team to chase after him frantically. When they looked at the back of the team in front, they noticed that there was actually a large pond in the center of the basin. In the pale white mist, the entire basin was like a huge eye, and the pond was like a soulless pupil, looking at all the strangers who trespassed here in the thick mist … The dark clouds after the rain were still gloomy.
The dark clouds after the rain had yet to disperse, and the sky was gloomy. The mist in the center of the basin became thicker because of the condensation of water vapor. The more they rushed forward, the lower the visibility became. Sarota frowned and looked around. He was a little vigilant of this strange environment. Just as he slowed down a little, a sharp arrow suddenly passed through the middle of the team. The sound of the wind was chilling, but it made Sarota even more annoyed. At this moment, he lowered his body with a ferocious expression and reached out to touch the medicine pouch on the side of the wolf. At the same time, he shouted, "Rush forward!" Instantly, the team exerted their strength again and rushed forward.
Sarota's mount wolf had a medicine pouch filled with various medicinal herbs. At this moment, he directly grabbed a handful of blue herbs and stuffed them into his mouth. Because of the limited conditions, the Orcs did not have "alchemists" or "alchemy laboratories," so the "witch doctors" who knew how to identify herbs could only use the most primitive way to use them. At this moment, the "Tranquil Soul Grass" that Sarota ate was the main ingredient of the alchemist's "Mana Recovery Potion." Although the effect was not as good as the large bottle of potion that had been purified, the "Mana Recovery Potion" effect was visible.
Obviously, by doing this, he was prepared to go all out.
At this moment, the ten mount wolves no longer cared about whether there were traps or swamps under their feet. Because of the basin, the road was already considered dry compared to before. Therefore, the team of wolf riders immediately spread out slightly and rushed forward with all their strength to the indistinct figure in the mist in front.
"I haven't been here for a long time."
Roddy, who was riding at the front, took a deep breath. The smell of the thick fog reminded him of the haze that he used to live in the Imperial Capital. "Ah … This is the smell."
Calling out the "Character Attribute Pane," his gaze swept over the "Health Points." The corners of Roddy's mouth pulled into a meaningful smile. He turned his body to the side and made the warhorse gallop towards the side of the pond.
In his field of vision, the air no longer had the smell of grass after the rain. Instead, because of the presence of the thin fog, it seemed a little stuffy. He could vaguely smell a fishy stench, and as the warhorse galloped, the smell became stronger.
Turning around, Roddy picked up a lump of something from the side of the saddle. He weighed it in his hands and suddenly threw it out when the warhorse galloped past the side of the pond. This was all the dried meat left in the team. With the acceleration brought by the warhorse's high-speed galloping, the instant it fell into the pond, it splashed two to three meters high. The movement it brought was not small.
The pond under the thick fog had an area of two to three square kilometers. The calm water surface was like a mirror, but at this moment, it was completely shattered by this large lump of dried meat.
"Go!"
Roddy didn't stop at all and rushed past. The footsteps of Sarota and the others behind him were approaching, but he glanced at the swaying water and muttered something silently.
"Seven, six, five, four, three."
There wasn't much nervousness in his words. Instead, there was a hint of nostalgia. It was as if he had just thrown a bomb. The warhorse began to slow down in five to six seconds and ran more than 60 meters. Just as Roddy counted to "one," Sarota and the others were about to pass by the place where Roddy threw the minced meat.
The visibility in the thick fog was only 100 meters. Sarota saw Roddy's action just now, and he also had some doubts. It wasn't difficult for him to understand that this seemed to be a trick to lure animals in the water. However, after thinking about it, Sarota really didn't know what kind of powerful creature could live in the pond on the grassland.
Sarota had basically seen all the beasts on the grassland in his life, but what could be in this pond that only appeared during the rainy season? Could it be a fish that ate people?
As long as I don't fall into the water, there won't be any accidents at all.
As he thought so, the wooden staff in his hand was also ready. After all, he was a smart witch doctor who had experienced many battles. In order to avoid any possible situations, Sarota deliberately slowed down a little and fell behind the team.
After that, the team sprinted to the place where Rody had thrown the piece of meat.
Perhaps because they were too far away, the Orcs couldn't hear the human on horseback who had just finished the countdown, but they heard this guy stop in place and shout loudly in the Sabine language with his hand in the shape of a trumpet.
"Come out, Dragon God!"
Dragon God? What's that?
Sarota's mind was momentarily stunned, but in the next moment, he saw a bizarre scene that he had never heard of in his life.
The wooden staff in his hand was still raised in mid-air, and the scenery in front of him was still normal. At the end of his field of vision in the thick fog, the human who had just shouted the strange words stopped and looked at him from afar. However, in the next moment, before he could react, he found that the pond beside him had exploded.
The still rippling pond was instantly torn apart by a huge black shadow. When the sound of the explosion rang out, a huge mouth as big as a wolf's body had already appeared in front of him abruptly!
"Bang!" The Wolf Rider in front of Sarota couldn't dodge in time and directly collided with the huge head. His whole body flew out, but such a collision completely didn't affect the huge head that was gushing with water. The bloody mouth suddenly closed. Under the effect of the huge bite force, an unfortunate Wolf Rider was directly bitten in the mouth along with the wolf!
The sound of bones breaking was clear. Sarota's eyes widened as he looked at the other party's dagger-sized teeth and blood-red mouth filled with flesh. His mind went blank for a moment, but he quickly reacted. He grabbed the reins with both hands and suddenly leaned sideways, almost brushing past the mouth that was about the same size as his body. There were a total of ten people in the team. At this time, one person was directly bitten, and six people were lucky enough to escape. The remaining three couldn't dodge in time and collided with the monster's head. They were directly thrown off the wolf.
Before Sarota, who had rushed out, turned back, the scream of the Wolf Rider who was bitten sounded behind him.
"Ah —"
The heart-wrenching scream just came out and stopped abruptly. Then, there was a creepy chewing sound.
Sarota clenched his wooden staff and looked back. Everything in his field of vision made him frown. The giant beast that emerged from the water was a giant turtle that looked like a crocodile but had a barbed carapace on its back!
In the "Animal World" broadcast by CCAV, such a creature had a well-known name – "snapping turtle."
Although it was a "turtle," the snapping turtle's temperament was extremely fierce. Roddy knew all the attributes of this "Zelik" that was more than ten meters in front of him.
Rare elite, level 15. Its defense was ridiculously high.
For the Orc Wolf Riders, such a creature was an existence that would make them lose all fighting spirit at a glance. The scimitars in their hands were not even bigger than the longest teeth of the opponent. In terms of level, except for Sarota, in theory, almost none of these Orcs could break the opponent's defense!
"Cunning human!"
At this time, Sarota already understood that he had been led into this unimaginable trap. The opponent obviously wanted to use this terrifying snapping turtle to kill his team.
But Sarota would never sit here and wait for death. He maintained his forward posture and immediately ordered the remaining five subordinates, "Rush out! Leave here — "
"Bang!"
Before he finished speaking, there was a sudden violent muffled sound behind him. Then, the wolf under Sarota's crotch was directly sent flying by a sudden impact!
"This is —"
Sarota's field of vision spun, and he uncontrollably left the back of the wolf. The surrounding five Wolf Riders, like him, were thrown into the air by this strange force, and then fell to the ground.
"Plop …"
Sarota, who rolled three or four times on the ground, was so shocked that he couldn't speak. When he turned his head and looked at the place where he had just run, he was horrified to find that the ground seemed to have been overturned. The ground was torn apart along the claws of the snapping turtle that had landed on the ground. All the wargs around him fell to the ground, vomiting blood and whimpering softly. It seemed like they couldn't stand up anymore.
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