Chapter 225
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It was a huge rooster, about one and a half meters tall. Its whole body was covered in fiery red feathers, and its bright red comb was very dazzling in the sun. When it flapped its wings, golden-red flames jumped up and swirled around them. Its small black eyes stared straight at Meg as if it was full of hostility.
When Meg first saw it, he thought it was a cross between a rooster and an ostrich. It must be the legendary turkey. A living magical beast was indeed different from a chicken leg in the refrigerator. The fiery smell hit him in the face.
He thought he would have to move to another place, but he didn't expect this guy to hide behind a rock and jump out by itself. Meg suddenly stood up, shielded Amy behind him, and took five or six steps back.
"Wow, what a big rooster. Should we roast it or steam it?" Amy's eyes widened. She swallowed her saliva as she looked at the turkey with stars in her eyes.
"Coo coo!" The turkey seemed to feel a great threat. It looked at Amy in horror. Although it was small, it gave off a feeling that it couldn't be provoked.
"Braised in yellow is better." Meg couldn't help but laugh. For a little foodie, magical beasts were just ingredients.
Meg handed Ugly Duckling to Amy in the small bag and said seriously, "Amy, stand aside and wait for me to take care of it."
"Okay, Father, do your best. Is braised chicken really that good? I want to eat it so much! "Amy said expectantly, holding Ugly Duckling in her arms.
Ugly Duckling just raised its eyelids and glanced at the turkey. Then it went back to sleep in Amy's arms as if it didn't have any energy at all.
"Ooh, ooh, ooh!" The turkey raised its neck and squawked again. Its voice was very impactful. It turned to stare at Meg with contempt and provocation. It flapped its wings a few times, and balls of flames rose and condensed on its wings. It seemed to be preparing a big move.
"Huh? Isn't that the sound of a turkey? Did someone find a turkey on the western slope? " At the foot of the mountain, many people looked towards the west side of the mountain with some surprise. Generally speaking, there were very few magic beasts on the west side of the mountain.
"I remember there was a pretty boy who carried a little girl up the mountain. Could it be that they met? "
"That's bad. The fighting strength of a fire chicken is above average among level-1 magical beasts, especially that flame. If an ordinary person is burned by it, I'm afraid they will be turned into charcoal!"
"That man is too unreliable. Could it be that he wants to take the little girl to the hot spring? We're in danger now! "
Many people were checking and sorting out the spoils of war at the exit of the Thorns Ridge. Previously, when they saw Meg carrying Amy up the mountain, they also started discussing spiritedly.
To experienced mercenaries, a Fiery Bird was naturally nothing, but to rookie mercenaries, a Fiery Bird was enough to make them scratch their heads and even give up their lives.
However, they were already somewhat accustomed to matters of life and death. They might feel pity, but they didn't have the leisure to run up the mountain to confirm the safety of two strangers.
"Are you saying that there was a man in gray clothes carrying a little girl in a wizard robe up the mountain?" Guy, who had just passed by on his horse, stopped and asked when he heard their conversation. He later went to take on several other missions. At his level, he could take on several missions at the same time. If he was lucky, he might be able to complete several missions in a day.
"That's right. Not much time has passed since they went up the mountain. The sound of a Fiery Bird can be heard. I don't know who it is." A middle-aged mercenary nodded.
"A Fiery Bird! Damn it! " Guy's expression suddenly became anxious. He dismounted his horse, tied the reins to a nearby tree, and ran up the mountain with a long black javelin and a bow.
That half-elf girl was quite cute. His little granddaughter was about the same age as her. When she wasn't doing missions, she would pester him to play games at home every day.
His son was also a mercenary, but he never thought of bringing his little girl to Stranglethorn Vale to play. She should be at the age where she should go to school. Wouldn't that be like bringing a child blindly? He could still hear the Fiery Bird crowing. Hopefully, he could make it in time. He quickened his pace.
… …
Meg looked at the Fiery Bird standing on a big rock and took a few steps to the left with his sword. This was the first time he faced a Fiery Bird, but he didn't feel the slightest bit of fear. Instead, he felt a little … excited?
Yes!
It was the feeling of excitement. His heart was beating faster and his blood was flowing faster, but it was definitely not because of fear.
It was because his body was thirsting for battle, a long-awaited battle to his heart's content.
"I've wronged you." Meg looked at his hand and silently said in his heart. His body had almost reached the limit of human strength, but he couldn't even lift a sword in the past three years. This was probably the feeling of a bright pearl covered in dust.
But now, it was as if he was unlocking the first layer of the seal on his body. He could once again hold his sword and fight.
A battle intent rose from the bottom of his heart. It was a strange yet familiar feeling. Scenes of previous battles flashed through his mind. Those were the most precious battle experiences.
"Oh!"
The Fiery Bird let out a sharp cry and flapped its wings. The six fireballs condensed on its wings suddenly flew towards Meg. It seemed that the Fiery Bird was ready to burn Meg to death.
The basketball-sized fireballs flew over and the temperature rose a lot. This was the Fiery Bird's innate ability. If it couldn't be avoided, then even a knight's armor would be melted. This was also the reason why the Fiery Bird could squeeze into the upper middle level among Level 1 Fiery Birds.
"If it's only to this extent, then it's not enough." Meg raised the corner of his mouth and slightly bent his legs. His steps were light, and his body easily jumped three meters away.
The six roaring fireballs smashed into the ground where Meg was originally standing, one after another, creating a deep pit. The soil and stones on the edge were even melted.
"Father is so powerful! Come on! Come on! "Amy clapped her small hands and shouted happily.
The Fiery Bird also seemed a little annoyed that it couldn't hit its target. However, the Fiery Bird obviously couldn't release the Fiery Bird indefinitely, so it flapped its wings and swooped down towards Meg like an eagle. Its pair of sharp claws glowed with a cold light. It seemed that it intended to directly attack Meg with its body.
Meg narrowed his eyes slightly. The Fiery Bird's wingspan was more than two meters. Its legs were powerful and its black claws were like black knives.
Meg knew better than anyone how hard the Fiery Bird's bones were. An ordinary kitchen knife couldn't cut it. Such sharp claws could easily break a knight's armor and crush a person's head.
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