Half a year later, deep in the mountains of the Dawn Region.
"Idiot!" He made a move before speaking. Before he could curse, Castro punched Albert on the head: "You can't even grill meat! How talented do you have to be?"
How can such a simple barbecue be made charred on the outside and raw on the inside? Moreover, the blood of the curare lizard is highly poisonous. How many times have I told you to drain the blood first, and then use the juice boiled with detoxifying grass to make it thorough?
Soak the meat before roasting it! Look at the purple-black color! The poison has not been removed at all! Do you want to poison your master and me?"
"Damn it!" Albert protested, covering the bag on his head: "I told you before that the stock of detoxification grass was not enough. It was you who said [it doesn't matter, just dilute it with water]! You said it yourself."
I don’t even remember what I said, so you blame me if something goes wrong? It’s better if you get poisoned as soon as possible, you bastard old thing!”
"What a guts!" Castro rolled up his sleeves, revealing the bulging muscles on his arms: "It seems you have learned too little!"
"We're going to fight, old man! Come on! Come on!?" The angry young tiger man also geared up and refused to give in.
Ten minutes later, Albert, with a swollen nose and a bruised face, was lying on the ground unable to move.
"Here, you useless brat." Castro handed over a piece of roasted meat.
"Poisonous..." the tiger man young man looked at the purple color on the flesh and said unconvinced.
"You are the poisonous one, little bastard." Castro stuffed the meat into Albert's mouth: "The poison in this meat will decompose after it is completely heated, at least to the extent that it can be eaten. Of course, you just cooked it
That raw meat will 100% poison me to death. It’s okay now that it’s cooked.”
The tiger man chewed unconvincedly, thinking that if he was poisoned to death, he would become an unjust ghost and seek revenge against Castro. But the meat was indeed fine, at least it wouldn't kill anyone if he ate it. It was even quite delicious.
"right……"
"Well, what did you just say?" The tiger man was still roasting more meat and didn't hear Albert's words.
"...I'm sorry." The tiger man pouted and said hesitantly.
"Huh." Castro snorted coldly and arrogantly: "Go to bed after eating. Tomorrow morning we have to transport the body of the damn giant Gila monster back. It's all physical work."
Albert said nothing more, looked at Castro who was cooking barbecue by the campfire, and slowly closed his eyes.
(I obviously don’t have any good memories when I was with that guy.)
(That violent guy always likes to beat people up and has a bad temper.)
(But, why meow——)
The tiger-man youth was stunned for a moment. He slashed the shell of the huge monster with his sword, but it was unable to move and the blade was bounced away.
The huge rhinoceros-like monster immediately knocked Albert away. As he fell into the distance, he watched the monster rush towards him. It would trample him into pieces in a few seconds, but he was powerless!
Boom! However, the tiger man suddenly rushed out from one side and punched the monster, knocking it down!
The monster fell sideways and slid across the ground beside Albert, even dragging a long track on the hard rocky ground! Before the monster got up, Castro rushed over and killed it with a hammer.
Rhino-horned giant!
"Are you okay?" The tiger man glanced at Albert.
"Yeah." The still quite immature trainee Warcraft hunter got up and replied: "It was just a moment of carelessness."
"The brat is being tough again." Castro punched Albert on the head: "If I hadn't come to the rescue, you would have died a long time ago. According to this trend, you have died for the tenth time this month.
Already."
"I want you to take care of..." Albert rubbed his forehead.
"Okay, I don't care. From today on, you practice in this deep mountain forest. I won't come back until a month later." Castro sneered, "In this mountainous area with no supplies and giant monsters everywhere, you just try to
Just survive for a month."
"What? Are you serious?!"
"Seriously." Castro said ruthlessly: "Think of this as your graduation exam. After a month, either you fail to survive and die in the mountains, or you survive successfully and graduate and become an official
Warcraft hunter. No matter which one you are, I can finally get rid of you, ha!"
The tiger man pouted and said nothing. He silently made up his mind to make this old bastard look at him differently.
One month later.
Castro narrowed his eyes and looked at the blood-stained valley.
"Hehehe..." Albert smiled weakly. He was covered in wounds and leaned next to the corpse of a giant monster. Deep in the deep valley were the corpses of more monsters, as if he had experienced a massacre.
"Did you do this alone?" Castro asked in a low voice.
"What, how about meow?" the tiger man said proudly: "Now do you understand meow? I am stronger than you, and this level of Warcraft is not a meow at all. Let me graduate as soon as possible."
Castro walked towards the little tiger with a gloomy face, and picked up Albert, who was covered in wounds and unable to move: "Failed."
"What, what meow?"
"You only fought with these monsters to show your strength. You knew that I would come to you in a month, so you chose this opportunity to commit suicide. This time you were lucky enough to win, but next time you will be like this
Are you lucky? - How can a person who doesn't value his own life qualify to be a World of Warcraft hunter?" The tiger man said, "It seems that I have to train you all over again. Let's take care of this injury first."
"Let me go!" Albert struggled: "I want you to take care of me! Old guy! I've obviously graduated!"
"It's so noisy!" Castro punched Albert on the back of the head, and the tiger man's vision went dark.
"...Huh?" Albert woke up suddenly. He found himself in the camp.
What just happened was just a dream, an old dream constructed from memories long ago.
Have you slept for ten minutes? He covered his head.
It was at this time that I had such a disgusting dream. Castro had beaten him in the dream, and the pain on his forehead still vaguely remained.
That guy Castro had a violent personality and a bad temper. Albert was originally afraid of and hated this "master". He knew that he had to see that guy again. However, it was only after he lost that guy that he started to miss him.
he.
It's really unpleasant.
He climbed out of his sleeping bag and walked out of the tent.
As soon as he opened the curtain of the camp, he saw the tiger face that looked the same as Vice Chairman Castro, and he couldn't help but be startled.
"Are you awake?" Othello asked: "Now that your mind is clear, we can start talking about business, right?"
"Of course." Albert replied: "There is still a whole city of Lviv that needs to be recovered...no, it is destroyed."
The words are full of sarcasm.
"I know you are not satisfied with this battle." The field commander walked into his camp, spread out the map and said: "But this is the most ideal strategy at the moment. We cannot miss the great opportunity to catch all the Warcraft."
"If you kill Nina, no one will be able to use [Summer of Love] in the future. The Dawn Region may not be invaded by large-scale monsters in ten years, but what about ten years from now?" Al
Bert argued: "I don't think all [Origin Places] have been wiped out. There must be more [Origin Places] hidden deep in the Dawn Region. Without completely destroying them, we will not
It cannot be said to be truly safe."
"Ten years later. No one expected that long term." Othello said: "According to expert speculation, [the wall of the world] will not last more than five years. Those dark creatures will soon come from the other side of the earth."
Eastern Dark Continent] attack. By then, the danger of the Warcraft will not be a threat at all. All we can do is buy time for ourselves and recuperate in the past few years to deal with the real decisive battle."
This is not entirely wrong.
"No matter what, [Summer of Love] still has to be recycled. It is said that it is a particularly important prop. I don't know what it is." The tiger man Othello said again: "So what are you going to do, Albert?"
Sir? Do you want to help us?"
"Of course." The tiger man sighed and said, "I will help lead the charge and eliminate as many monsters as possible. But I still have not given up the idea of rescuing Nina. If there is a way to save her, I will try my best to save her. Now
I am neither a Warcraft hunter nor a member of your coalition. I have a cooperative relationship with you at best. Don't try to command me."
"That's fair." Othello nodded and said, "As for saving Nina, if you really want to save it, you'd better come up with a way now. When we have almost eliminated the monsters in Lvov, [S
Kidd Platny's Ark] will open fire together and use the main cannon to detonate the power core of the central temple. The explosion and high heat will level the entire Lviv."
That precious ancient ruins, that ancient city with a long history, that place that had fought countless warcraft and shed countless blood and sweat of warcraft hunters, were just burned to the ground. People like the coalition forces didn't know how to cherish it at all.
The fruits of other people's labor. They are just here to harvest.
"It's fair. I will think of a way." Although he was dissatisfied, Albert still imitated the other party's tone and replied: "I want to get on [Skid Plattney's Ark], is there any way to get there?"
"The combined army of the army and the Warcraft Hunters will divide into four groups and raid Lviv by land." Othello pointed to the map and said, "We will board the ark with other commanders and conduct command from there. The ark should be very
We will arrive soon and you will have a chance to board it."
"Of course." Albert replied. His [Deep Sea Wave Cannon] combined with the Ark's artillery fire should be able to create a breakthrough in front of the Lviv Central Temple, giving him a chance to get close to the monster-turned-Nina.
He will have a very short period of time to defeat Nina and render her powerless. But that is the problem after that. No one knows whether Nina will return to her original form after being defeated, and no one knows how to restore the out-of-control artifact [
Summer of Love], separated from Nina. Everything is unknown and can only be verified on the battlefield. Apart from adapting to circumstances, Albert can do nothing.
At this moment, a bright light flashed outside the camp. The light seemed familiar, and Albert knew that it was the teleportation beam used by battleships. The only ships in the world that can use teleportation beams, except Bedivere's Dawn, are
Only Skid Plattney's Ark remains.
"Here we come." said the young tiger man, and walked out of the camp consciously.
Sure enough, it came. Under the tug of the teleportation beam, several Elephants descended from the sky. Farther away was their [Skid Plattney's Ark], a battleship so huge that it covered the sky and the moon.
"Hahaha, isn't this Albert?" Tutan, the leader of the Turkic tribe, said as soon as he landed on the ground: "Long time no see."
"Long time no see, Patriarch." Albert saluted. Because a coming-of-age ceremony was held in the Turks seven years ago, Albert was also regarded as a Turkic tribesman, so saluting the patriarch is naturally a necessary etiquette.
one.
"I have to talk to your father first. We'll see you later." Tutan said, walking towards the commander's camp and looking for Roble, the commander-in-chief of the coalition forces.
"Your permission to board the ship has been issued, Albert." Another elephant man behind Tutan said, "You can board the Ark at any time."
Albert nodded and walked towards the teleportation beam behind the people. After the teleportation beam sent the people to the ground, it changed the direction of the traction and began to suck the people on the ground into the ship. Albert rose up under its traction.
Floated up and flew towards Skid Plattney's Ark. Field commander Othello also followed behind the tiger man youth. (To be continued)