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"Lizard Fang", this is what the adventurers in the Bay of Pigs call this low mountain.

Compared with those tall fir trees, these so-called peaks are really too short and too small, with a height of only ten meters. The mountain peaks are connected one by one, strangely lined up in an arc, just like the tiny teeth of a lizard.

In the foggy forest, you can't really control your own route, you can only follow the general direction, groping forward, so the adventurers' route is different every time - a fir blocks your way, you choose to start from Going around on the left, and choosing to go around on the right, are likely to be two very different adventure routes.

However, the forest has been visited too many times, and there are many areas or things with distinctive characteristics that have been marked and promoted by adventurers, and "Lizard Fang" is one of them.

Rumor has it that this low mountain is the exposed fangs of some dead beast, and its larger body is buried deep in the permafrost. But this kind of rumor is obviously not credible. If even a tooth is more than ten meters high, how tall is this giant beast? The word "Qingtian" is probably not enough to describe it, and the main material world is estimated to be unable to carry such a large beast.

"These fang-like peaks can be said to be an iconic area in the misty forest." Barrett said to everyone, "crossing here, we even left the outer layer of the forest and reached the middle layer of the forest."

"Middle class?" The half-elf didn't know why.

"This is just a statement." Barrett explained, "The area that the Golden Clover Knights of Mist Castle will clear all year round is called the outer layer. The outer layer is relatively safe most of the time, but it is not absolute, you know me. Meaning. And the area where adventurers often hunt (or be hunted) in the forest is called the mid-tier. It's a vast territory, and all the creatures on the bounty bar are here."

"So there is an inner layer?" the half-elf asked.

"The place where no adventurer has ever set foot is the inner layer, or should be said, even if he arrives, he does not or leaves. Perhaps some adventurers have lost their way and gone to unknown places; perhaps some adventurers have been heading west. , traversing the misty forest to the west coast; but these are just maybe, and no one really knows. Truth be told, the adventurers in the Bay of Pigs are not adventurous, and when there is some harvest, they think more about, How to bring those valuables back alive, instead of going deeper. Greedy people don't live long in the foggy forest."

"The more you want, the more you lose." With the words, smoke floated out of the mage's mouth.

"Can this cave be our resting place tonight and tomorrow?" The half-elf pointed to the same black hole in front of everyone, and said solemnly, "At least we have to find a place to fill Moglock's. Stomach, that's important! You don't want to know what a hungry ogre would do."

"At least it won't eat people." The ogre whispered, but did not refute.

Barret was a little hesitant. He had been to "Lizard Fang" more than once, and he had also entered this cave to rest. But the two times he went to rest, in one of them, he and the food he brought, no, his companions, fought with two forest trolls; and in the other time, they were driven by an iron-backed bear go out.

Not only will they like this cave that can shelter from the wind and rain, but most creatures in the forest like it.

"Maybe the 'house' already has an owner," Barrett said. "Maybe the owner of the 'house' has gone out and hasn't returned. In short, it may not be as safe as we think."

"But it's at least a 'house'," Old Will said. "A stone house. If there are winter wolves or something, we just need to close the 'door', and no attack can reach us." He pointed to the tall ogre, "It's just this door that eats meat!"

The ogre whispered something again, and then both Old Will and the half-elf laughed. But Barrett didn't understand it. It wasn't a common language, like Orc or Ogre. Barrett didn't know if there was such a language as Ogre.

"That's right." He nodded, "but you have to make sure first whether this place has been occupied by something."

The cave was pitch black, it seemed to be deeper than the surrounding darkness. Barrett held the "Iron Bride" across his chest, walked carefully to the entrance of the hole, stopped, and nodded to Old Will sideways.

Old Will took out a copper coin, cast a light spell, and threw it into the cave.

The gleaming copper coins swirled and fell into the cave, empty inside, like the stomach of an ogre. Barrett didn't see anything alive, maybe there was something hidden in the dark, but if you wanted to hide in this not-so-big cave, its size must not be too big.

"It seems that there is nothing, it seems that it is safe here." The voice of the half-elf came from behind Barret, "or the price of a copper coin is not enough to let it out."

"I'll go take a look first. If there's no problem, we'll rest here tonight." Barrett said to everyone behind him.

Old Will and the half-elf nodded, the gnome was looking around, and the ogre was staring at the bag of snails in his hand, humming a song, obviously the upcoming 'night supper' would make him feel good Pleasure.

Barrett walked in carefully. The cave was covered with dark green moss. Although he had the help of Old Will's 'Endurance Environment' spell, Barrett could still feel a special kind of coldness. In the deepest part of the cave was a pile of skeletons of unknown creatures. The barbarian squatted down and took a closer look. The bones had long been dried and looked deadly pale.

Not a human, he judged based on the shape of the bones, it should be an antelope.

There are still some traces of intelligent creatures moving on the ground - the ashes left after the bonfire went out, a rusty iron spoon, a broken knife, a little sawdust, and a carving of a palm-sized bust.

Barrett picked up the statue and the copper coin with a soft glow, and took the statue in his hand and looked carefully.

The statue is of a woman wearing a robe. The facial features are not carved, and the technique is slightly rough. Obviously, the sculptor is not good at this craft. It seems that he is just expressing his thoughts through carving.

Barrett didn't care, and put the statue directly into the cowhide pocket at his waist. He had a pact with the old Wills, and whatever he found on his adventures, such as Frostgrass or Felmist, was his own. And things like winter wolf fur and magic crop, obtained through teamwork, will be distributed according to the situation later.

He raised the copper coin over his head again, and observed the top of the cave by the light of the copper coin. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

The entire cave is about 5-6 meters high, with a few strands of vines hanging from it, and nothing else. The vine was not the kind of killer vine or parasitic vine raised by the handsome Jack family, it seemed to be just an ordinary ivy. However, for safety reasons, Barrett was still prepared to let Old Will wipe them all out.

He looked around carefully again, and once again made sure that there was no problem, he turned and exited the cave.

"Looks like we've found a new home," he told the crowd. "It doesn't have a door, but at least the walls are strong enough. But it's better to bake it before moving in. I don't think anyone likes being bitten by unknown bugs. ass."

"As you wish." Old Will took the pipe out of his mouth and saluted Barrett with a smile. The latter hurriedly returned the salute and turned to the mage.

The mage walked to Barrett, took out a little charcoal powder from the space ring, and blew it into the hole. Then Old Will pointed his right hand at the entrance of the cave, and a cone-shaped flame spewed out from the palm of the mage. The flame spread in the cave in an instant, and after hitting the cave wall, it rolled back violently, burning the cave's body repeatedly. all things.

Barrett took a step back subconsciously. Although he had not been exposed to a lot of mages and magic, the power of magic would still make ordinary people like him feel afraid.

"Master Mage, don't forget the top of the cave." He reminded in a low voice.

Old Will raised his palm again, and the flames swept the top of the cave again. At this time, there was a strange "squeak" sound from the top of the cave, like the screams of some living creature in the fire.

Barrett frowned, did I miss something and didn't find it? But no matter what, this thing should no longer pose a threat under the erosion of this magical flame.

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