"Dad, daddy?" the dog-man boy called in a low voice.
There was no answer, the other person was just an illusion in his memory.
The shadow of the wolf in front of him was completely different from the one in the boy's memory. He lost the sense of intimacy and became more violent and crazy.
The red wolf broke into the village and killed everyone on sight. In less than thirty seconds, the entire Canine Village was slaughtered.
Under the wolf's claws dripping with blood, there was the last dog-man boy left. The young boy, who was only a few years old, didn't even know fear, and just looked at the wolf in front of him in shock.
The monster slashed his claws, and his sharp claws were enough to tear the dog-man boy into five large pieces of meat in an instant. But the fatal blow was blocked by the figure of a woman.
"Please, stop!" The woman's voice was panicked and sad, with unspeakable love and hate in it, "Control yourself! Don't add to the casualties!!"
Is she trying to persuade the raging beast?
Family, friends, home, everything was lost. Why are we treated like this? What did we do wrong?
With a flash of white light, Husky's consciousness returned to reality.
He found that he had not lost consciousness for long. The red potion on the ground was still spreading, and much of the spreading potion stuck to the face of the dog-man boy, mixed with the tears that burst out of the corners of his eyes. It was not sadness.
At that time, he told himself that his friend was still waiting for him to save him.
The red potion gave him strength. When he got up, he felt that his whole body was hot, and the previous weakness had long been gone.
However, the cage in front of him was still closed. If he couldn't find a way to break through the cage, he and Hal would not be able to escape.
The dog-man boy lay on the ground without much thought. As if inspired by some kind of inspiration, he tried to make himself become something. The dog-man boy's body began to change rapidly, and in less than a moment, he had turned into a wolf-dog.
.Has a strong body, like a wild wolf, but with a hint of dog------a Husky.
Husky activated [Beast Transformation Technique]------a technique that turns his body into the form of a beast.
That is a skill that the orcs can master after a long period of training, and its cultivation is no less difficult than the [Insanity Technique]. Such a difficult technique was inadvertently mastered by this eight-year-old dog boy.
There was no time to be surprised, Husky had already slammed into the iron door of the cage. After transforming into a beast, his body was the best weapon, and he could always do something with it!
Pounds! --- The wolf dog hit desperately, knocking off a lot of rust on the iron door of the cell. Husky felt a sharp pain in his head when he hit the iron door, as if he was hit hard by a big hammer. But he didn't feel it at all.
Not paying attention, he took a few steps back, ran faster, and hit the iron door again!
Pounds!!!------More rust from the iron door of the cell shook off. But Husky's head was almost split open, and blood fell in a straight line from his forehead and dripped on the ground. It hurt and was so tired.
I really want to give up. Will this really work?
------If he was the only one, Husky would have given up and waited for death. But at this time, he remembered the dying friend behind him, and that was the only reason why he couldn't give up.
Please let a miracle happen, please! The wolfdog who was thinking about this took a few steps back, ran faster, and used all his weight and strength to hit the iron door again!
Pound!!----------A miracle happened. The iron door of the cell, which had been in disrepair for a long time and was not very strong in the first place, flew out directly under the violent impact of the wolf dog!
What, it turned out that even after risking everything, the impossible thing was still possible. The wolf dog had no idea that his forehead was already a mess of blood and flesh. If he didn't have excellent self-healing ability, he would have already lost his brain.
Burst and die tragically.
"Hal..." Husky persisted with amazing willpower, turned around and picked up his black panther friend on his back: "Hold on a little longer. I will... definitely save you."
He carried the Black Panther boy and ran out, desperate to escape from this ghost place.
At the same time (?), at 10:30 in the evening, in the forest next to the Sixth Falls of the Nile River.
"This is the last batch, meow." Saifer collected the saltpeter purified from the stone bowl and poured the white, sand-like things into the kettle and hid them for later use.
More saltpeter has already been mixed with the resin in another stone bowl to make a high-energy fuel.
Elaine picked up a false stem of cattail grass and soaked the fluffy, cotton-swab-like stems in this high-energy resin, so that the sausage-like cattail grass was coated with a resin shell. It can
It burns very brightly and is the [fuel bag] of the arrow.
Albert picked up a wooden arrow, pierced it with the sharp tip, and fixed the fuel bag about half an inch behind the arrow.
In this way, a burning arrow was basically completed. But it was not enough. Bediwell took the burning arrow and coated it with refined grease.
Needless to say, those fats are obtained from captured prey - fish, wild birds, and rabbits. Cut off the fat pieces from the animals and put them in stone bowls, slowly boil them in the flames, and then
If impurities are carefully removed, these greases will turn into very pure liquids. Applying them to arrows will not only reduce air resistance and make the arrows fly faster and more stable, but also isolate water vapor contamination and make the arrows full of moisture.
High-energy resin arrows burn stably for a long time.
The oil on the arrow cooled quickly and turned into a pale white protective oil film. This oil film made the flaming arrow look like some kind of plastic toy arrow, but its lethality was by no means comparable to that of a toy.
When the burning arrow is ignited, the oil on its surface will burn first, and the heat of the flame will instantly ignite the rosin in the fuel bag (cattail). The saltpeter powder mixed in the rosin will release a large amount of oxygen to support the combustion, allowing
The arrow emits a blazing red light and burns up astonishingly. After hitting the target, this burning arrow can be embedded in the target, causing continuous and extremely severe burns, and its lethality is extremely powerful------but this is against
For ordinary people--I'm afraid it's not enough to deal with Warcraft.
Despite this, Seglade happily picked up the flaming arrows that were hanging aside and put the white arrows into a quiver made of non-flammable parachute cloth and put them away.
It only took them three hours to make more than forty high-energy incendiary arrows. It can be said that they achieved a lot tonight.
In this way, they had a bag (more than forty) of flaming arrows, a kettle (two hundred) of ordinary arrows, some saltpeter and animal fat residue, and three kettles of wood. The weapons and fuel were very
It was enough, which gave them a lot more confidence in entering the Everglades tomorrow.
"That's great." Palamedes hurriedly finished his dinner - a roast rabbit. The big cat licked his lips and turned to everyone: "Thank you for your hard work, tonight
Have a good rest. Bediwell, accompany me to set up another alarm trap, and then we can sleep peacefully."
"Of course." The werewolf agreed, picked up the wild bird roast, chewed a few more bites, and jumped under the tree with the leopard warrior.
They used the surrounding trees as fulcrums, used ropes to form an irregular circle, and tied small wooden sticks to the fulcrums of the trees.
If a wild beast wants to pass through this circle of "enchantment", it will trigger the mechanism: the rope pulls the wooden stick, and the wooden stick hits the trunk to sound an alarm, alerting everyone resting in the tree. Even if it is attacked by a monster at night, it can
Prepare in advance, so you can really have peace of mind.
"Tomorrow we will get up earlier than others, and collect some resin and saltpeter before it gets completely bright." Palamedes said while fiddling with the final mechanism.
"Is it necessary to be so exaggerated?" Bediwell couldn't help but mutter, "Our current equipment is definitely enough."
"It may not be enough." Palamedes snorted: "My intuition tells me that even if we reach the destination, this damn demon-sealing bracelet may not be unlocked. Our exam is not over yet, I'm afraid it's just
It’s just a transition from [Phase 1] to [Phase 2].”
"And you think we need to use the supplies we have to continue the [second phase] exam?"
"It's possible. Although I'm not completely sure -------" Palamedes nodded: "If conditions permit, we'd better be as prepared as possible."
Bedivere sighed: "You will tire yourself out."
"I can't. Unlike ordinary people, I am the Green Knight. I can go weeks without sleeping."
Despite this, the werewolf sighed again. Paramedis did all this for his two sons. What a pitiful parent in the world.
After they set up the alarm device, there were more and more noises from the surrounding beasts. The leopard warrior and the werewolf glanced at each other and immediately ran back to the tree house.
"Burn the fire a little brighter." Palamedes took out more firewood and threw it into the stone bowl: "Let those monsters think it is a burning tree. It should be enough to scare off all kinds of small and medium-sized monsters."
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"Yes, it doesn't matter---hehe." Albert yawned and pulled up a piece of parachute cloth as a quilt to cover himself: "Well, good night, everyone."
"Good night." Bedivere saw that the Blue Leopard brothers and the White Bear were already asleep. He also leaned next to Albert, pulled over half of the quilt and lay down. Before closing his eyes, the werewolf looked at Paramidi again.
A glance.
The big cat was sitting cross-legged, his eyes falling on his sons, his face showing a fatherly serenity: "Go to sleep, the night is still long, let's take turns to watch the night."
Tiger shrank his head under the quilt, obviously intending to sleep until dawn and not wanting to be woken up in the middle of the night. This selfish guy.
The werewolf was so angry that he almost wanted to throw Albert, a stupid, lazy and selfish tiger, from the tree.