As if hearing the little witch's scream, the black goat slowly turned its head, revealing its burnt face.
To be precise, it was half a burnt face - the black goat seemed to have been split in half by an invisible long knife. Everything on the left side was normal, with fluffy wool, bright eyes, and sharp horns; the right side was completely
It could no longer be seen that it was a sheep. The wool on its body was burnt, and half of the sheep's face was peeled off, revealing dark red muscles and tangled blood vessels. The eyelids were no longer covered, and the huge sheep's eyes seemed to have turned into light bulbs.
It's scary, and the sheep's horn seems to have been burned by the hot flames, hanging down from its ears, and is covered with bubbles and holes similar to those on basalt.
But these are not the scariest things.
The scariest thing is something other than burning.
The flames on the burnt side of the black sheep were still not extinguished. The dark red flames burned diagonally, and there was a thick shadow covering the fire. They jumped together with the burning flames, like strips.
Illusory tentacles.
After just a brief glance, the heavy light blue mask around Ophiopogon japonicus seemed to have been hit hard by an invisible sledgehammer. A huge dent appeared, and the runes on the mask made a rustling sound.
There was a crackling sound, and strings of golden sparks burst out.
The little witch subconsciously took a step back. She vaguely heard a noisy and chaotic prayer ringing in her ears.
Nicholas!
Nicholas!!
The goddess of darkness and fertility!
The black goat of the forest that gave birth to thousands of descendants!!
Ishikawa Ukyo reached out to hold Maidong's shoulders and helped her stand firmer.
"Let the dwarf and the blind man come over," the captain of the Kunpeng hunting team standing at the front ordered without looking back: "It seems that the magic circle in the Silent Forest is no longer needed for the time being..."
Ishikawa did not say anything, but took out a red paper crane from his arms, put it on the back of his left hand, brought it to his mouth and whispered a few words, then stretched out his right hand and touched it, and the paper crane instantly melted
A flash of light disappeared between the palm and the back of his hand.
It seems that they sensed the malicious intent of the three young wizards.
The black goat no longer pretended to be innocent. Instead, it lowered its head, revealing its big sickle-shaped horns. At the same time, it arched its back and tapped its right front hoof against the stone slabs on the ground, making an appearance of charging.
Zhang Boren lowered his body, put his fists on his waist, and stared at the black sheep in the firelight without any fear.
Boom!
In the fire scene of the warehouse, a wooden pillar finally couldn't stand the heat of the flames and fell straight down, raising a cloud of black ash, splashing brilliant sparks, and making a huge noise.
It's like a drum beat.
Black Goat and Zhang Boren stopped their confrontation at the same time and rushed towards each other.
Maidong clenched his little fists nervously, cheering for the captain in his heart, but when he saw the black sheep in the middle of the charge, his front hooves suddenly kicked on the ground, and his whole body made a U-turn of more than 90 degrees.
, cut abruptly horizontally.
boom!
It broke through the thin wall of the forest products market and ran away into the distance, with a streak of fire behind it, like a lit firecracker.
Zhang Boren, on the other hand, couldn't restrain his pace and passed by Black Sheep. Like a heavy tank that had lost its brakes, it crashed into the stone wall of the warehouse with a bang, knocking a hole out of the boss.
The little witch made a sound, unable to bear to look directly, she opened her clenched fists and covered her eyes.
"Hoo! Hoo!"
A ball of orange-red flames in the shape of a crane appeared beside Ishikawa Ukyo, and two figures walked out of the fire, one tall and the other short.
The flamingo chirped softly in Ishikawa's ear, suddenly flickered its wings and disappeared into a puff of sparks.
"What's going on?" the gunner of the Kunpeng hunting team shouted loudly: "Our magic circle is almost ready to be set up. What is more important than the magic circle?"
Having said that, after emerging from the fire, Bahrain's machine gun was always held firmly in his hand, the muzzle was carefully searched around, and his finger was firmly on the trigger.
Unlike the dwarves, who are rough and thin, the fortune tellers of the hunting team are as cautious as they appear.
She caressed the crystal ball in her arms, her face carefully comprehending every subtle magic fluctuation in the market, and her brows showed a bit of seriousness.
"The timeline is disrupted here." The witch kept her eyes closed from beginning to end, but this did not affect her ability to make a clear judgment on the surrounding environment: "Who did you meet? Where is the captain?"
"I'm still alive!" Zhang Boren complained harshly from the warehouse in the distance: "Bah, bah... you stinky, shameless guy, he escaped in the middle of the battle and is as cowardly as a mouse!"
"Who is he scolding?" The dwarf picked up the machine cannon in his hand and put it on his shoulder. He turned his head and looked at Maidong on the other side, as if he had just discovered the blue light mask around her: "...you again
Attacked by a Flobber caterpillar?"
The Flobber caterpillar is a stubby herbivorous worm. The mucus it secretes is widely used in potions. Apart from being a bit ugly, it has almost no attack power on wizards - except for little girls. They seem to be able to be attracted by this.
The appearance of ugly bugs attacks, and every year there are many cases of little girls fainting in front of caterpillars.
Ophiopogon japonicus was once frightened into a spiritual state by a Flobber caterpillar, so it was often laughed at by Bahrain.
"There are no Florob caterpillars here!" the little witch yelled angrily through the blue light shield: "How many times do you have to say that thing! The captain lost a fight with a sheep, so he cursed people...swearing sheep!
"
"A sheep?" The dwarf Balin blinked, unable to keep up with the little witch's chat.
"Sheep?" Witch Zhu Ling noticed this word keenly and turned to look at Ishikawa, who had remained silent throughout: "...is it the sheep I was thinking of?"
The swordsman nodded silently.
The witch took a deep breath, and the crystal ball in her hand flashed irregularly.
After realizing it, Bahrain looked at the chisel that fell in front of the warehouse, then at the stone pit not far away, then took the machine gun on his shoulder again in his hand and turned on the safety.
"Where is it?" the dwarf asked gruffly.
"Run away." Ishikawa answered briefly.
"Run away?" Bahrain raised his eyebrows, and the barrel of the machine gun rattled: "Why don't you go after him?"
"It's right not to chase." Zhang Boren's voice came out from the fire and smoke along with his heavy footsteps, becoming more and more clear: "No one knows what the sheep is planning... on this road
On the timeline, we are homeless orphans, and never being dispersed is the first element of combat."
"It can't run away." Ukyo Ishikawa tilted his head. Next to his ear, an emerald green paper crane was flapping its wings happily: "I have been staring at it... At present, it has just jumped out of silence.
River, start upstream along the river bottom."
While he was talking, the captain of the Kunpeng hunting team had already walked up to several hunters.
He dusted himself off, looked at the messy market, and sighed heavily.
"Let's leave it like this here." The wizard scratched his head and gave up his plan to put out the fire. He followed the gap made by the black goat in the wall and looked out: "As for that sheep... after being distracted by us, there is a high probability that it will not
We will return to the battlefield we preset before."
There is no doubt that any slight changes in the upstream of the timeline will be transmitted to the downstream and become completely different. Fortunately, the time when the Black Goat met them this time was only slightly ahead of schedule, and the changes that can be expected are within the control range.
The dwarf tugged at his beard.
"That's why I hate fighting along the timeline." He complained gruffly: "You never know whether a frog you killed casually will attract the attention of Sathoggua."
This chapter has been completed!