"Let's meet up with Fat Tiger first!"
After resting for a while, Roy's magic energy had almost recovered, so he activated Teleport on the spot.
A burst of light shone on his body, and then Roy's body turned into a beam of light and disappeared. The principle of this skill seemed to be similar to the teleportation of the Gates of the Abyss. The feeling of turning into light was exactly the same.
…
On a small hill, Fat Tiger was happily enjoying the prey he had caught. It was a very strong wild boar, and it was the first time Fat Tiger had caught such prey. This thing was quite fierce, and Fat Tiger had spent a lot of effort to catch it. When Fat Tiger learned from his master and spat out flames from his mouth to roast the wild boar, a strong fragrance immediately came, and his three heads bit down eagerly.
With this bite, Fat Tiger was immediately conquered by the delicious taste!
"Awoo!" (Delicious)!
"Awoo!" (Extremely)!
"Woof!" (Yes)!
There were no such creatures in the Abyss. Be it demons or monsters, their flesh and bones all had a strong smell of sulfur. Even if they were roasted, they would taste terrible. After tasting the taste of this wild boar, Fat Tiger immediately fell in love with this taste.
Just as Fat Tiger was happily eating, a beam of light suddenly appeared beside him, startling him. He immediately jumped away, bared his teeth, and roared threateningly.
However, a familiar voice came. "Don't be nervous, Fat Tiger. It's me!"
Hearing the familiar voice and smelling the familiar smell, the expression on Fat Tiger's face immediately changed. His three heads stuck out their tongues and wagged their tails desperately.
As soon as Roy appeared, Fat Tiger immediately went up and rubbed against Roy's … hooves. After Roy squatted down and rubbed his three heads, he jumped around happily.
"Yo, you got something good!" Roy smelled the fragrance of meat and turned to see the roasted wild boar. His eyes immediately lit up, and he stretched out his hand to pull off a pig's hoof and bit down.
"The heat isn't good! But the taste is still okay! " After swallowing the meat in his mouth, Roy sighed in satisfaction. "I haven't eaten such pork in a long time!"
As a demon, he also needed to eat, but there was no rice in the Abyss, and there was no stir-fried hotpot. After a long time, Roy almost forgot the taste of these foods. He did not expect to be able to taste them now, and it was after he got rid of the demon contract with Xeron, so Roy was very satisfied. Fat Tiger was thoughtful and even knew to celebrate with his master.
Following that, the demon and the dog buried their heads in munching. Soon, a huge wild boar weighing over 400 kilograms was reduced to a skeleton.
After spitting out the last bone in his mouth, Roy looked around and asked Fat Tiger, "Where are your subordinates?"
Fat Tiger understood Roy's words, but he could not speak, so he ran with his tail between his legs. Roy immediately understood and said, "Oh, they escaped?"
Fat Tiger wagged his tail and nodded.
Is it because Xeron is dead and the demon contract is invalid? Roy guessed. After all, after losing the binding force, demons usually would not listen to any orders, so it was normal for them to escape. Although Fat Tiger was leading the team, he could not really order these demons.
"Did you encounter any enemies?" Roy asked Fat Tiger again.
Fat Tiger shook his three heads at the same time. The three heads swayed to the left and right at the same time. It looked really consistent, making Roy laugh.
It seemed that the elves' attention was indeed focused on Xeron. After Fat Tiger and the others escorted the siege equipment and separated from the main force, no elves came to attack and destroy these siege equipment.
In fact, it made sense. The elves had already sent three heroes to encircle Xeron, so how could they give him a chance to attack the city? If they did not attack the city, the siege equipment would not pose any threat. The dozens of hellhounds that Fat Tiger brought were too few in number, and it would be making a big fuss over a minor issue if they specifically came to annihilate them.
Therefore, after Roy communicated with Fat Tiger, he realized that he had been leading the hellhounds slowly. Although they had encountered some wild beasts along the way, they had not encountered any elven enemies. After Xeron died, the hellhounds scattered like birds and beasts, and Fat Tiger had also run away. However, he had run away after receiving Roy's telepathy. Fat Tiger had directly thrown away the siege equipment, and Roy did not know where they were now.
Fat Tiger was returning to the demon city along the way he came. If it were Roy, he might have gotten lost because he could not remember the way, but Fat Tiger had a keen sense of smell, so he could clearly find the return route. This was why Roy wanted to teleport to Fat Tiger's side. Without this little guy, Roy would not have been able to find the demon city.
Yes, it could not be said to be small. During this period of time, Fat Tiger's body had been constantly growing, and Roy would feed him extra souls. Now, Fat Tiger's attributes were much higher than when he was born. His current combat strength was already stronger than those true hellhounds. In other words, Fat Tiger was now a qualified top-low-rank demon.
After understanding the situation, Roy used his fingernails to draw on the ground.
He roughly marked the location of Xeron's ambush and the place where he was killed by the dragons after escaping with his memory. Then he calculated the approximate location of Fat Tiger and the logistics team and finally came to a conclusion. He and Fat Tiger were probably not completely out of the elves' ambush circle.
Roy estimated that the elves had used about two weeks to lay out the plan to ambush Xeron, which was from the time Xeron sent a request for help to Rashka. Such a long time had caused the elves' range of movement to become very large. They should have cut off Xeron's reinforcements, causing Xeron to not have any reinforcements. The logistics team escorting the siege equipment was between the main force and the reinforcements. After Xeron's death, although Fat Tiger had run back for some distance, it was still not enough time to run out of the elves' ambush circle.
Roy and Fat Tiger had to be careful when they moved next. They might encounter elven patrols nearby.
Small-scale patrols were not a problem. With Roy's current strength and Fat Tiger's, as long as the number of enemies did not exceed two hundred and there were no powerful high-level soldiers, they could easily escape. In fact, Roy did not want to escape even if he could. On the contrary, he planned to attack these patrols.
It was rare for him to come to this world. After losing the shackles of the demon contract, Roy was not in a hurry to return to the Abyss. The demons in the Abyss rarely formed groups, and how could they obtain souls as efficiently as in this world?
The souls he had obtained had all been consumed, and Roy wanted to make a 'beacon' to stay in this world, so of course, he had to find a way to get some souls.
Originally, the best way to make a beacon was to use his soul fragments to make a demon creation. This way, he could easily locate this world through the unique connection between the soul and soul fragments. However, Roy had seen many soul fragments since his rebirth, so he knew what kind of disadvantages using his soul fragments would bring. It was fine to leave a soul fragment, but what if someone else obtained this demon creation and destroyed the soul fragment after sensing the demonic aura in it?
At that time, not only would the beacon be gone, but Roy would also be injured. The gains would not make up for the losses.
Therefore, Roy would not easily use his soul fragments, let alone let them flow out. Other demons might have no choice but to split their soul fragments to use, but Roy had the system plug-in, so he could use the system to make this beacon. Why would he need to split his soul to use it?
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
