Before ascending to God, be a good lord

Chapter 525

To the east of the river bank, the knights were still clearing away the rats fleeing from the valley, and rand's voice came from the sky.

"Ignore the scattered rats, hurry to the Ratman camp, the tigers are surrounded!"

There are already 4 middle-level black-scaled horses in the knights, and the addition of fire has doubled the strength of the entire horse herd. The wall of fire in front of the knights has turned into a flame tornado with the bursting whirlwind around them. The knights are the center of the tornado , Everything it passed was completely burned.

The swarm of rats that had been crowding across the river west of the Knights was ignited by the flames, and their screams soared into the sky. Even the river several meters deep was burned dry in a short time, making it easier for the Knights to pass.

From the river bank to the Ratman's largest tent, it was only a few hundred meters away. However, as they got deeper into the camp, the momentum of the flames became weaker and weaker, and the Knights couldn't even use the wind blades.

The life magic emanating from hundreds of mid-level rats suppressed the fire and wind magic elements. Rand could only guide the knights to change their formation and clean up along the periphery of the rat group.

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Ratman Pink Claw felt the temperature on the ground, and she let go of the little paw that was holding her head tightly. In her eyes, she saw the burning sky and thick black smoke.

Just a few minutes ago, a huge tiger breathed out, and dozens of Ratman warriors around him were instantly blown away by the pillar of fire. Fenjiao's fellow clansmen ran away one after another, and the casualties caused by trampling on each other during the collapse were much higher than those released by the magic-striped tiger. of magic.

As one of the rare attendants of the Demon Rat, Fenpao did not run away, but lay on the ground with her head in her arms, waiting for the fate's verdict. However, when the shock of the tribe's escape gradually weakened, she could still feel her own intense heartbeat, which was Proof of still surviving.

Fenjiao looked around slyly, and there were more than a dozen other members of the same family who also chose to lie down on the spot, and they also survived. From the corner of their eyes, they could even see a large group of middle-level devil rats, still as they were when they confronted the tiger just now. , lying on the ground trembling.

"The big tiger is gone?" The Ratman had a guess in his heart, but when he turned his head, he could see a tiger like a bronze statue lying in the middle of the rats and dozing.

Looking at the tiger's relaxed face and peaceful breathing, it is not so much that she is in a dangerous enemy camp, but rather like being rested by a group of rats.

Since the tiger had no time to talk to him, the Ratman was about to move to escape the sea of ​​flames, but just after taking a few steps, Fenjiao found that his tail was being held down. After a closer look, he realized that it was all the surviving Ratman , the tail was pressed under the tail of the magic pattern tiger.

"Just leave like this? Isn't it appropriate?" The tiger's lazy voice made Fenpao shudder.

"My lord, please forgive me! I'm just an ordinary rat man, following the tribe's way." Fenclaw's shrill, trembling voice was even covered by the sound of "cracking" sparks on the ground.

"Do you feed these mice?" The tiger ignored the Ratman's begging for mercy, and continued to ask, "Or are you just feeding them?"

Hearing the tiger's words, Fenzhua felt a glimmer of life, and quickly stated, "My lord, I am serving the food and living of the devil rats. I am willing to serve you all my life!"

"I have someone to take care of me," said the tiger, rolling on the ground, "You still need to feed these big mice."

The magic-striped tiger stretched out its big paws, pulled over an intermediate-level magic mouse that was a circle smaller than her, and looked at it with a smile, "I will take good care of such a delicious intermediate-level monster. Meat feeds the firewood, then you can only feed them yourself."

A gust of wind blew up, and Lanter descended from the sky on a fiery ride, his armor almost blackened by the smoke that had burned the lives of tens of thousands of ratmen and rats.

The arrival of Rand made the rats tremble even more. If the tiger's suppression of them was based on strength and blood, then the arrival of Rand was like a mountain falling on them.

"Rand, why did you come here?" The magic-striped tiger hurried up to meet him, "Look at the mouse I caught!"

"What do you mean?" Rand was a little puzzled. He pointed to the row of mice the size of passenger cars, "If you don't kill them, keep them for the New Year?"

"Of course I have to keep it! I want to raise some," the tiger glanced at the rat people beside him, "Isn't this a breeder that has been found?"

The point of view of the magic pattern tiger is very simple. The reason why there are so many middle-level rats in this ratman tribe is because their high-level magic rats leave all the positions of the whole body for the life magic pattern, which means that the so-called high-level monsters, except Procreation does nothing.As a result, among the hundreds of intermediate-level devil rats under his command, dozens of them have taken the path of pure life system.

"So you want to raise these as a source of intermediate monsters in the territory?" Rand probably understood what the tiger was thinking.

"Of course, they reproduce fast, grow fast, and upgrade faster. The meat that supplies a junior tiger is enough to supply several intermediate magic rats!"

Rand understood the meaning of the tiger. Magic can quickly gather and precipitate in the rats, so the rats break through quickly, and they are all breeding types of life magic patterns. They have no resistance, and they are indeed a good source of monster meat.

"However, it should be more troublesome to raise. At least the ground and walls of the farm are relatively picky materials. There is no magic furnace to repair at any time, and it may not be able to withstand their construction." Lante nodded, agreeing to the plan.

"Hey, what's the matter, aren't you familiar with those neutral city-states? Wouldn't it be enough to find some half-orcs of the cat god to watch?" The magic pattern tiger rolled his eyes and said very lightly.

"Yo, my little tiger also wants to find followers?" Lante debunked her thoughts, but it's still on the battlefield, it's hard to let go of the cat, so I can only pat the tiger's brain.

After the knights cleaned up the surrounding hillsides and bypassed the group of big rats, Petraeu ran over to report to Rant: "My lord, the biggest rat is running too fast, we really can't catch up!"

The high-level mouse king carried by a group of intermediate mice is like a hill. However, wherever she is, the mice and the rats will fight desperately. The knights tried to chase them, but failed. They could only clean up the hillside as much as possible.

"It's okay," the magic-striped tiger spoke first, "we can't be the only ones to contribute, we have to let Totapala have something to do."

Looking at her big cat, Lante was a little surprised. The Magic Stripe Tiger was in awe of the Frostwolf before, but tonight's battle obviously gave her great confidence.

Seeing that Lante didn't say anything, Petraeu continued to report: "The orcs from several other tribes around have also started to move, but they seem to be attacking the fleeing magic rat?"

"Well, don't worry about them, send someone to tell them later, I will share [-]% of the intermediate mice they catch!" Rand waved his hand, originally he thought that the orc tribe who came with the mice was accompanying them We fought together.

However, in fact, these tribes are just pickers. If their knights fail miserably, they will attack the pass without hesitation.Also now that the Ratmen have failed miserably, they start hunting the Rats.

(End of this chapter)