The night passed quickly.
When Søren woke up the next day, the caravan seemed to be the same as before, but he knew that some things had completely changed.
For example, Amber City.
Perhaps there would be no more of this city in the future, because he finally remembered where he had heard of its name.
It was a battle of the Legendary Realm!
Legendary professions would appear on the stage of history from this night, and the battle between them and the Children of God had just begun.
At this moment, Søren just wanted to stay as far away from them as possible.
As a former Legendary Rogue, he knew too well the difference between the Legendary Realm and the non-Legendary-realm. When he was still a Level 19 Rogue, it could be said that he was still in the range of mortals, and there was not much change at all. However, when he became a Level 20 Legendary Rogue, he already had the ability to travel between the Material Plane and the Shadow Plane, and he could directly travel through space with his powerful spell-like abilities!
Even Dimensional Anchor could not lock onto him.
If it were not for the fact that he could only travel between the Shadow Plane and the Material Plane once a day, he would probably be able to go anywhere in the world.
The Monk's [Transcendence], the Barbarian's [Legendary Berserk], the Priest's [Summon Angel], and so on. The abilities of the Legendary Realm were already close to the range of the gods. Even the Warriors who had always been suffering had made a breakthrough. [Legendary Tenacity] allowed them to bathe in lava before coming out, and [Legendary Fortify] allowed them to fight head-on with dragons. If it was a Legendary Grand Sword Saint, it would be even more exaggerated. The Bladestorm (Advanced Whirlwind) would be directly immune to all spells below the sixth circle, and its lethality would make other professions ashamed.
Of course.
It was best not to provoke the Legendary Wizards because many of them could Time Stop, at least not before getting the Demigod Divinity. (Immune to Legendary Time Spells.)
Søren wanted to keep a distance from them.
At least before he was strong enough, he wanted to stay as far away from these dangerous existences as possible to avoid being implicated and dying without knowing why!
…
He did not ponder for long.
Because some movements outside had awakened everyone, a big guy had come near their camp.
It was an adult Saber-Toothed Tiger!
The king of beasts in the wilderness, when there was a lack of food, it would even include the Drake (Challenge Rating 10) into its menu.
One of the most dangerous felines in the world!
When Søren appeared, the others were obviously scared out of their wits. Some of the merchants were so scared that they fell to the ground. It was an adult male saber-toothed tiger with a body length of 4.5 meters, a tail length of 2.7 meters, a shoulder height of about 2 meters, and a weight of about 800 to 1000 kilograms. Its appearance was not much different from other tiger-type creatures, but it had a pair of saber-toothed teeth that were about 15 centimeters long in its mouth. This was an innate + 3 extraordinary dagger that could be used with simple polishing. It had an extremely powerful penetrative ability, and it was a good item that many thieves dreamed of.
The king of the wastelands came to the side of the lake, its extraordinary intelligence allowing it to stare intently at the humans before it.
After looking at it for a while, it lost interest and lowered its head to drink water by the lake. The guards of the caravan nearby were a little frightened at first, but then some of them were eager to try. Some of them even carefully took out strong crossbows. Perhaps to them, it was not impossible for them to deal with a saber-toothed tiger since they had already killed several ankhegs.
"Don't be impulsive!"
Søren quickly reached out to stop them, then looked at the captain and said in a deep voice, "This is a saber-toothed tiger."
"Its diet even includes Earth Dragons," Zhang Heng said.
"Are you really going to let these impulsive fellows attack it?"
A saber-toothed tiger that weighed a ton.
It was obviously close to the level of a supernatural creature. If it were to undergo a further elemental mutation, it would be able to directly cross the realm and enter outer space.
Attacking it would be suicidal!
Normal saber-toothed tigers were level 12, but the one in front of them was at least level 16.
Unless the mysterious mistress intervened, everyone here would not be enough to fill the gaps between its teeth.
"Do you see those gleaming sharp claws?"
Søren pointed and said in a serious tone, "Those claws can tear chainmail apart. Even the subspecies of land dragons can't withstand more than a few hits."
"Don't disturb it."
"A king of the wastelands like this will not lack food. As long as you don't provoke it, it will leave after drinking."
Søren's judgment was correct.
The saber-toothed tiger quietly left after drinking, but before it left, it looked at the carriage in the middle.
The captain was obviously angry, and he pulled out the impulsive fellows to teach them a lesson.
Søren's expression was very serious.
He seemed to have thought of something and silently looked in the direction of a forest, then said, "This is the south."
"You are not familiar with this place, so it's best not to act rashly!"
"The saber-toothed tiger is a creature of the same level as the winter wolves. An adult male saber-toothed tiger can directly challenge a small group of winter wolves."
"If it weren't for the fact that there are so many winter wolves, the north would be their territory."
Winter wolves.
They were large supernatural beasts that had the ability to speak. They could speak the common language and the language of giants, and they could spit out frost attacks. They had excellent sensory tracking abilities, and their intelligence was similar to that of ordinary humans. However, they were very cunning and cruel. The winter wolf was one of the most dangerous creatures in the tundra. Its fur could be sold for 2000 Kindler in the north, and 3000 Kindler in the south.
It was one of Søren's favorite prey!
If it weren't for the winter wolf, it would have been very difficult for him to earn enough money to become a Legendary Rogue in such a short time.
As for the saber-toothed tiger, it could be regarded as half a Legendary Warrior.
However, a king of the wastelands like the saber-toothed tiger was very rare. Logically speaking, it shouldn't have appeared in this area. Didn't they like to roam the plains with wild cows?
Could it be that something forced it to migrate?
Creatures like the saber-toothed tiger were rarely forced to leave their territory. Even if they encountered a dragon subspecies, they would still fight with their lives on the line, unless there was something they couldn't compete with.
"Could it be!?"
Søren calculated his position, and his expression suddenly became very ugly. He found that he wasn't far from where the Ancient Red Dragon appeared.
The Ancient Red Dragon only appeared a few months later.
However, this didn't mean that it didn't appear in the vicinity a few months ago. It was just that it wasn't discovered until then.
It seemed that a lot of big events were brewing in advance.
The time when they were known to the world was just that they happened to erupt during that time period.
… … …
"Big brother."
He didn't know when the little girl had gotten up. She glanced at the direction where the saber-toothed tiger left, but there was no fear on her face. Instead, she held Soran's hand and said with great interest, "That big cat is so beautiful and mighty!"
"Vivian also wants to raise one in the future."
Søren, who looked a little nervous, smiled and patted her little head. He jokingly said, "When Vivian becomes a Sorcerer, she can sign a Magic Pet."
"Maybe I can really sign a contract with such a majestic big cat."
The little girl was still very confused.
She had never seen a tiger before, and there were no tigers around Amber City. She had never left Amber City before, and it was her first time seeing a tiger. She didn't expect that she would think that it was a big cat.
But she wasn't wrong.
The saber-toothed tiger was also a cat.
The little girl didn't notice that Søren was joking. Instead, she looked at the tiger seriously and said happily, "Really?"
"Then it can carry me everywhere to play."
"If anyone dares to bully me, I'll let it bite them."
"It's so big!"
"It must be very strong when it comes to fighting."
Søren didn't interrupt the little girl's naive fantasy. He reached out and picked her up, put her on the carriage, and said casually, "Well then, Vivian, you'll have to work hard."
"A big cat like that won't listen to you so easily!"
After that.
He began to pack his things. There were still four or five days of travel to Whiterun, and it wouldn't be a peaceful journey.
Søren was busy tidying up the tent and preparing breakfast.
The cute little girl tilted her head and sat on the side of the carriage. She held her chin with one hand and muttered to herself, "How can I make that big cat listen to me?"
"It's so big, and I'm so small. There's no way I can beat it! "
"What should I do?"
The little girl rubbed her head in frustration. It seemed that she really didn't know what to do.
Sigh!
It would be great if I could raise a big cat like that.
The fur on its body looked warm.
The little girl was still in a daze, but the mysterious mistress of the caravan had already walked up to her.
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