Looking at the empty space in front of him, Fang Fan's eyes widened and he didn't dare to make a sound.
This open space is very small, just larger than an average football field.
The ground is flat and open, with only some weeds growing there, but in the center of the open space, there are gray wolves.
Gray wolves lay prone in the middle of the clearing, grinning, while some skeletons were scattered on the side.
That's all. The important thing is that these gray wolves gave Fang Fan a sense of crisis.
Fang Fan knows without trying that he can't even beat one.
Not to mention the centerpiece, the car-sized wolf king, who was covered in silver-grey, with exposed white fangs, like daggers. Fang Fan could not breathe due to his huge majesty.
"But, what is this stone tablet?" Fang Fan looked at the stone tablet in the center of the wolves in confusion.
Right next to the Wolf King, it is a foot tall and gray-white, but it gives people a jade texture.
Following Fang Fan's gaze, an attribute panel popped up.
Territory Stone Tablet (can be viewed)
Level: village level
Lord: None
Building: None
Population: None
Army: None
Status: Unowned
Introduction: Abandoned territory stone monument, you can become a lord by occupying it and establish a village-level territory.
Seeing the attributes of the stone tablet, Fang Fan took a deep breath and took a long time to calm down.
"Okay, that's it, it's a Three Kingdoms-like territory construction game."
After glancing at the wolves, Fang Fan left without looking back, but he would be back soon, very soon.
Fang Fan lowered his steps until he was far away from the open space, then slowly relaxed.
"Captain, what's going on?" Li Yang asked when Fang Fan came back. Others also looked at it curiously.
"There is one big wolf among the wolves, which we can't afford to offend." Fang Fan said as he walked.
After thinking for a while, he continued: "Come back later, but go back now."
As soon as Fang Fan finished speaking, he found that Li Yang was hesitant to speak.
"What's wrong? Just say what you want to say."
"It's nothing, I just think it's still early, so we might as well go back later." Li Yang thought for a while and said directly.
Fang Fan was stunned, looked at the others, then looked at the sky, pondered for a moment, and nodded.
"Well, okay, two hours. Once the two hours are over, go back immediately, but..."
"But what?"
"It's nothing. Let's change places. I'm afraid there will be too much noise. If the big guy inside is lured out, we will have to fight." Fang Fan pointed to the back. Li Yang understood and followed Fang Fan to the other side.
an area.
Looking at the excited crowd, Fang Fan smiled slightly. Not only them, but also Fang Fan was also moved.
In fact, Fang Fan's heart moved as soon as Li Yang said his words.
Fighting, fighting, a new experience that has never been seen before.
In particular, just killing monsters can make you stronger, which gives people the feeling of playing a game, making them deeply addicted to it, addicted to fighting, and addicted to becoming stronger.
.........
As you walk toward the forest sea in Wuji, a large mountain rises from the ground. The altitude is not high, but it stands out like a flock of chickens in the forest sea.
Mountain top.
A large mountain village is located on a steep mountain with cliffs on three sides. There is only a rugged trail in front of the mountain, which is the only way up the mountain.
The steep terrain made the village easy to defend and difficult to attack, but the village, which usually gave the government a headache, fell into chaos.
"Chirp!"
"Archer, shoot for me!" A big man with a beard roared angrily, waving the ghost-headed sword in his hand, causing waves of roars.
In the center of the village, a golden goshawk was wreaking havoc and killing people.
With a body larger than a passenger plane, powerful claws and a sharp beak, the chaotic bandits are like ants in front of it, both from the perspective of size and strength.
On the side, a cliff appeared out of nowhere, destroying the layout of the village. A huge bird's nest was located on the cliff, and a faint golden reflection could be seen.
"Rope, give me the rope to pull this flat-haired beast down, hurry up." The big man urged, but the more he urged, the more panicked the bandits on the side became. Time and time again, without success.
"Master, it flies too fast and can't be tied down at all." The bandit begged with a bitter look on his face.
"Trash, what use do you have?" the boss yelled, and with a wave of the ghost-headed sword, a head rose into the sky. Gulu Gulu rolled to the side, his eyes widened, looking at the world unwillingly.
When the others saw it, a trace of resentment flashed in their eyes, but they immediately covered it up, fearing that they would be watched. However, the boss no longer had time to take care of them.
He personally picked up a rope and waved the end with claws. The claws rotated in the air at high speed, causing waves of roars.
Seeing the opportunity, his talons flew out and landed on the golden feathers of the goshawk.
Click, click, click!
The iron claws scratched out sparks on the golden feather, and finally, it got stuck in a gap and was stuck.
"Hahaha, pull it off for me!" The head of the university, excited, pulled dozens of bandits, held on to the rope tightly, let go, and galloped past with the ghost head knife in his hand.
Lift it up high, split Huashan Mountain with one move, and go straight to the head of the goshawk. Under the sun, the sharp ghost-headed sword exudes a deep cold light. It is extremely sharp, giving people a feeling of invincibility.
Beside him, the special rope was stretched to death, and the master's knife was no more than a mile away from the goshawk. In a blink of an eye, everything went smoothly.
But the head master saw a trace of disdain in Goshawk's eyes.
Illusion?
But there was still a sense of gloom and an ominous premonition in the headmaster's heart.
"Chirp!"
The goshawk ignored the tight rope and soared into the sky, one of its golden wings grazing the ghost-head knife.
Clang!
With a burst of sparks, the Ghost-headed Blade broke apart, and the Headmaster felt a huge force coming from the sword. The Headmaster was knocked away, several houses collapsed, and he was crushed inside the wood.
The goshawk, on the other hand, was not damaged at all, and there was not even a scratch on the golden feather where it collided.
The goshawk soared into the sky and circled. The bandit on the other end of the rope was taken directly to the sky. With a flick of the rope, everyone was thrown off the cliff.
A trace of disdain flashed in the goshawk's long, pale golden pupils, and a golden light flashed on the edge of its golden wings. Like a hot knife cutting through butter, the tough rope of the special finger was cut off and fell to the ground.
In a circle, the goshawk swooped down. At an extremely fast speed, its huge body like a passenger plane brought up a strong wind, blowing the buildings of the village into pieces. The bandits suffered heavy casualties and fell to the ground, groaning in pain.
From inside a pile of wood, the big boss crawled out, his face flushed, holding a broken-tip ghost-headed sword, and stared at the ruined foundation.
"Get out! Get out, everyone who is still alive, get out with me!" The leader roared hoarsely, and after saying that, he ran down the mountain like a prodigal dog.
At the foot of the mountain, the headmaster looked at the dozens of disgraced bandits beside him, and his heart felt like a knife.
"Master, I know the location of a hidden village in a valley."
said a disgraced bandit.
"lead the way!"
Looking back at the mountain peak, the leader and his men walked towards the southeast without looking back.
