Ogres are ugly, greedy, evil-natured magical creatures.
They are distant relatives of giants and goblins, but they do not inherit the stalwartness of giants or the acumen and wisdom of goblins. Instead, they inherit the greed of goblins and the laziness of giants.
The adult ogre is more than three meters tall and weighs more than two hundred kilograms. It lives in groups and is omnivorous. It likes to eat the flesh and blood of other magical creatures (it has the habit of cannibalism). It can grow like a hyena on the grassland and is subject to other magic.
Racial hostility.
Similar to the fish-men tribe, the traditional ogre tribe also has its own shaman. They have a simple inheritance of divination and herbal medicine. The slightly more powerful ogre tribe shaman can also master some vicious black magic curses.
The group of ogres that suddenly appeared on the edge of the foothills of Eyjafhara did not conform to the general understanding of them by the young wizards of the Exoneration Hunting Team.
"Normally, a small ogre tribe includes about ten males, six or seven females, and three to five cubs."
Zhang Jixin had been staring at this tribe all morning and couldn't wait to share his confusion with his companions: "But there are no cubs in the group of ogres below, and there are as many as thirteen females, even two more than males... What's more important
The strange thing is, instead of a shaman, they have a two-headed ogre."
"Have you seen what kind of two-headed ogre it is?" Zheng Qing asked.
According to the position of the head, the two-headed ogre is roughly divided into two types. One type has the second head on the shoulders, which is called the Yin-Yang ogre, also known as the double-headed ogre; the other type has the second head on the shoulders.
Under the jaw, it is called the hoop-headed ogre, also known as the multi-headed ogre.
The reason why it is called a hoop head is because the new head of this ogre grows from under the jaw, and it starts to look like a tumor on the chin. As the ogre grows older, the old head of the ogre continues to shrink, and the tumor continues to rise.
Until it was completely raised, it turned into a new head. The old head turned into a new tumor and was placed on the back of the ogre's head. As the power broke through, the new head continued to grow under the jaw. Then the tumors on the back of the head followed one after another, along the
The spine is arranged like hair bound by copper.
"It's a hoop." Zhang Jixin rubbed his hands, with a hint of excitement on his face: "I counted them specially, and there are four tumors on its back. It's very valuable!"
Ogre tumor is similar to Zichehe, and both are very precious magical medicinal materials.
"Wait a mininute,"
Fatty Xin seemed to have just remembered something. He interrupted the elder's dream of getting rich and asked with a frown: "You just said that there are no ogre shamans in the camp below...aren't the two-headed ogres all shamans?"
"No, no, no, I mean a full-time shaman who is similar to the elders."
The main hunter of Forgiveness immediately realized that his previous description was inaccurate and quickly changed his words: "Just like First University, a professor can be a researcher, but a researcher is not necessarily a professor. A two-headed ogre can be a shaman, but a shaman
Not everyone has two heads."
The words are difficult to pronounce and cumbersome, which is very consistent with the way of thinking of the red-faced wizard.
Zheng Qing held up his brass telescope and looked at it for a long time, and finally nodded: "Indeed, there are no cubs...and there are no elderly ogres."
Students always speak in such a formal manner.
Xiao Xiao, who was playing with the crystal ball and making calculations, replied without raising his head: "It's normal. The mortality rate of ogres in old age is surprisingly high. Very few tribes can bear the consumption of an old ogre...
But it’s really weird not having any cubs.”
For any kind of creature - whether it is an ordinary creature or a magical creature - survival and reproduction are two major instincts. And the external manifestation of reproduction is the young.
A tribe without cubs has no future.
Cruel like giants, greedy like goblins, and lonely like dragons, they all have no choice but to succumb to their instincts and waste their precious energy on nurturing their offspring.
With this confusion, several young wizards - including Li Meng - took turns taking the brass telescope and confirming the situation in the ogre camp.
Seeing that the sky was getting brighter and brighter, and Xiao Xiao was still staring at the crystal ball in his arms, Li Meng finally couldn't hold it in anymore, kicked Fatty Xin, and said anxiously: "Why don't you do it? How long should we wait?"
The worst experience in the world is not to be killed by a wild boar on the street, but to know that you will fall into a cesspit in the next second, but the next second never comes, it is right in front of you without any hurry.
Wandering.
Although she kicked the fat man in the leg, the little witch clearly looked at Xiao Xiao as he spoke. The fat man did not feel aggrieved at all, but was beaming with joy, looking like he was extremely honored.
Zheng Qing rubbed his forehead and didn't know who to complain about.
"Wait a minute," before Xiao Xiao could say anything, Zhang Jixin comforted him: "Don't worry, we will take action after the ogres hunting in the camp set off."
Just because Li Meng is a little younger, it doesn't mean she's stupid.
"Oh, do you want to defeat them one by one?" A look of surprise appeared on her face: "Wait for the other party to divide their troops first, and eat the old, weak, sick and disabled in their camp first... and then wait for the ones who are exhausted after hunting to come back, and then
Eat the rest while waiting for work!”
"This is roughly the idea." Xiao Xiao finally raised his head, glanced at the little witch, and added: "But you just saw that there are no old or weak people in the camp below, only relatively weak ogres. So you still can't be careless.
…”
"gone!"
Zhang Jixin suddenly spoke up, interrupted the doctor, and said in a hurried tone: "The ogre hunting team set off... seven, eight, nine, a total of nine males and seven females went out. Two males and six females were left to guard.
Camp!”
"Where are the two heads?" Zheng Qing looked at the telescope in his hand eagerly and could only ask patiently.
"The two-headed ogre is in the hunting party."
Zhang Jixin put down the telescope and said with a little excitement in his tone: "Luckily, after taking care of the ogres watching over us, maybe we still have enough time to set up some traps outside the camp."
"Check your equipment."
Zheng Qing finally felt like he was the captain of the hunting team. He looked around and looked at classmate Li Meng emphatically: "Check the Dharma book to make sure the spelling is correct; check the talisman to make sure the spirit is sufficient; check the contents in each bag.
Magic potions and hemostatic bandages... Don't underestimate any spell, every spell on the battlefield is useful."
Li Meng felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by him, and was about to get angry, but unexpectedly Zhang Jixin stretched out his hand and pulled Zheng Qing, attracting the attention of the young public-funded student, causing her to lose the target of her anger.
He could only kick the fat man bitterly again.
"Well, I want to confirm it one last time before taking action."
Zhang Jixin considered it, and seemed to want to express it more tactfully: "The treatment you received at the school hospital during the summer vacation was effective, right? I mean, your magic power is under normal control now, right?"
Zheng Qing's face suddenly darkened.
This chapter has been completed!