The Journey of the Demon Hunter

Talilian still looked at Maria floating in front of her with amazement.

"No matter what you see next, don't be surprised, okay?" Before leaving, the Duchess warned Tally: "Keeping a peaceful mood is good for your body."

Tallylian just looked back at her with indifferent eyes.

"Let's go, Altea." Francesca walked to the door and waved to her: "Zelin probably has more plans waiting for us. He always can't stop, right?"

Chapter 2948: Bravely Breaking into Un'Goro

The ruthless sun scorched Kalimdor, but returned without success in front of the canopy of Un'Goro Crater. The dense forest sea is like a huge protective umbrella, blocking the sun from scorching the earth while preventing the water in the lake from evaporating and escaping. But this means that the Un'Goro crater has become a sultry steamer, the humidity at noon is breathless, and the smoke-bearing volcano has further increased the temperature in the rainforest.

Otto insisted to wait until dawn the next day before entering Un'Goro Crater.

So they camped in the valley behind the obelisk. It was not until the next morning that they packed their sleeping bags and flint and steel, extinguished the campfire and covered it with sand to remove all traces, and walked along the forty-five-degree **** of the hillside. Enter Un'Goro Crater.

They are moving very slowly in Un'Goro Crater, and the goblins are right. There are many dangers here.

"Look at this, man."

Otto poked a sticky dark black jelly with a branch: "It's still hot, there are oak seeds in it. According to my experience, about half an hour ago, there was a double sail dragon staying here. This is good. News." He threw away the wooden sticks, rubbed the tip of his nose, and his voice was pleasant: "Shuangsailong is a group of aggressive herbivorous dragons. There are two long spines on the back for heat dissipation, just like the sails of a long ship. , So the biologists of the Hot Sands Group call them Double Sail Dragons. Don’t ask me why herbivorous dragons are aggressive. The most reliable scientific explanation is that due to the harsh ecological environment of the Un'Goro Crater, all of them are forced to All creatures have to learn to fight to protect themselves."

Zelin squatted down and carefully observed the traces on the ground. In the hot weather, he could no longer bear the airtight design of the family killer's armor, so he put the upper body armor into the package, only wore a white shirt, the cuffs were rolled to the elbow, and the Griffin School badge hung on his chest: "What are the footprints of Shuangfanlong?"

"Lotus leaf, oblate lotus leaf."

"Does that look like a V shape?"

"V-shaped? That's a ravenous dragon." Otto opened his arms and held a wrench in his right hand: "It has only two toes on the soles of its feet, but each toe has sharp teeth on the front end, like a wheat cutter. Scythe. But don’t doubt, it can really cut an adult down like wheat. I have seen it with my own eyes. The kind of claws can easily cut through flesh and blood and split leather armor. At least a strong plate can block it. Attack." There was a touch of helplessness in his voice: "Back in Un'Goro Crater, I once found a troll hunter attacked by a tyrannosaur. I dragged him to the Marshall expedition camp, but he failed. Survive the dawn. His hard leather armor is like a thin piece of paper in front of the Tyrannical Dragon."

"There is a camp in Un'Goro Crater?"

"Marshall Camp, Marshall Brothers and Sisters Expedition." Otto seemed to utter an old vocabulary: "They left when the Burning Legion invaded the year before, and spent almost eight years arching in Un'Goro Crater. Unfortunately, If they are still there, we can go directly to their camp, and this journey will be much easier. Unfortunately, a landslide was triggered during the cataclysm, and three people died in the expedition, as well as the one who loved to eat the petals of the blood wattle Pack beast. I fed it twice back then."

"There is no doctor in the camp?"

"It costs money. Hey, man, I didn't have much money at the time. You can't blame me for not paying, there is no way, it is not easy for everyone to make money."

"I'm not talking about this, look here, Otto."

Zelin pushed aside the weeds on the ground, and more similar footprints came into view: "Look here, they are all the footprints of the raptors. The footprints are very shallow and the stride is wide. This is running. So I thought, just Half an hour ago, there was a two-sail dragon staying here, and then it was watched by the raptor dragon, and then fled to the north."

"Um... you are right, we have to turn to avoid them." Otto touched his chin with two fingers: "Are you a hunter before?"

"Almost."

"With melee weapons, then, are you better at surviving in the wild?"

"The same can be said."

Otto patted his hands: "No wonder you didn't see your pet. But we have to speed up. After the cataclysm, the Marshall expedition moved the camp to a place close to Huoyu Mountain... Yes, it's the volcano in the middle. We can camp there. At least, the land is very solid, so you don’t have to worry about bugs crawling into your sleeping bag while you sleep."

The Un'Goro Crater is full of streams and swamps. It is said that there is a huge oil field in the north consisting of several pools of oil lakes. The wild bananas everywhere are attached to the towering banyan trees, and the living blood petals are gathered together in groups. They look like ordinary plants, but they can rely on the creeping of the rhizomes to move in the soft soil. . In dimly lit places, the crystals embedded in the soil exude a dazzling light.

Zelin noticed that in the Un'Goro Crater, you can see crystal clusters embedded in the soil everywhere. These crystals are of different colors, including yellow, blue, green and red. These crystals add a strange touch to the Un'Goro Crater. Colors.

Zelin could vaguely see the traces of the trail left on the ground, which were stepped on. But this road has no pedestrians for a while, and weeds have begun to regain dominance.

At sunset, near the scorched ground of the volcano, Zelin saw a row of wooden stakes used to block beasts. The sharpened wooden stakes are inserted into the soil to form a fence. There were several collapsed tents remaining in the wall, covered with rain stains, some of the brackets were broken, and some of them were only broken brackets. The torn canvas was hung on the wooden stakes and swayed in the wind.

Otto put up a shed in front of his eyes and looked at the camp: "Ah, we are finally here. Alas, it looks much worse than when I came here last time. I don't know how long I can last here. Let's go, tonight We are going to rest here. By tomorrow, we can probably walk to the hot springs near the west. The day after tomorrow we will see the valley leading to Silithus."

Zelin stood at the entrance of the camp and looked around: "How could this be like this here?"

"Do you still have to ask, no one maintains it, even the most sophisticated machine will rust and age due to being left unattended for a long time, and will eventually be eliminated."

Otto walked into the camp and found a tent with a fairly good canvas. Then, the figure of the goblin got in.

Zelin found a place that seemed to be clean, took off the shoulder bag, let go, and the package fell to the ground.

The scope of the camp is small, it can accommodate about seven or eight tents, which is the size of a camp with twenty people.

When he walked to the edge of the camp, Zelin put his fingers on the wooden stakes, and a rough friction sensation came from his fingertips.

At this time, he noticed that there were some deep scratches on the wooden stakes, and the thick jet black skin showed a striking whiteness. Judging by the color, these scratches are left in about a month, and unless it has rained recently, the time may be shorter.

Otto was burrowing around in the collapsed tent, the canvas heaving up and down with his movement.

"Otto?"

The green head in the felt hat stretched out: "What's the matter, buddy?"

"Will anyone visit this camp after the expedition retreats?"

"Yes." Ottuo paused, and his voice became less confident: "There should be... When the expedition left, I came to help. Marshall gave me fifty silver coins and asked me to help them safely. The equipment was transferred to Gadgetzan. At that time they decided to leave the tent and camp. If hunters go to Un'Goro to hunt, or travelers pass by, this camp can help them." His voice returned to a certain state of excitement, as if I am recalling my glorious years: "You may not know that this was a great hunting ground before, and the armor made of violent dragon skin is what every hunter and rogue hopes to get. Flexible but indestructible! It can even be blocked. With the attack of crossbow arrows, ordinary swords can only leave a white mark on them. Coupled with magic, it is the armor that many people dream of!"

"It seems that a monster had visited not long ago." Zelin's fingers rubbed the scratches on the stakes: "They attacked these defensive stakes. It was probably within a month, that is, when they attacked. , This camp is human."

"Ramprakers attack the camp? I swear with a gold coin that this kind of thing hasn't happened in the past few years." Otto waved his hand disdainfully: "Under Fire Feather Mountain is the safest place, you see, There are no plants or animals nearby. Neither Bloodpetal Flower nor Rampant Dragon will be close to the volcano. Let alone Divanosaurus, biologists say that being too close to the volcano will prevent them from dissipating heat. We will rest here tonight. I guess, those scratches were left by former travelers."

Ze Lin looked around, the volcano was still emitting thick black smoke, and the flowing lava solidified into solid magma at the foot of the mountain, just like leaving a dark and rotten heart in this lush forest: "... …Did you hear anything?"

"Voice?" Otto raised his hand to his ear and listened carefully. After a few breaths, he gave up and dropped his hands: "It seems that there is a bird calling. Don't worry, I dared to camp in Un'Goro when there were Devilsaur here. Do you know that Devilsaur? In ten years Earlier, gloves made of Devilsaur skin were invaluable! Many people wanted to hunt a Devilsaur and then get rich overnight!"

Zelin didn't speak, he narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Unfortunately, the successful guy later called the Northshire Knight Maximilian. He was a knight, but at that time, the Devilsaur leather armor was worthless and could not be sold at all. Everyone flocked to the Dragonblight Wilderness, hoping to get the Dragon Sleep Alliance. Or join Uldum’s expedition to find Titan artifacts."

Next is what, the old equipment also has the skills to use, and now the adventurer equipment is so fancy, the three uses of the Devil's dragon gloves to break free from the capture.

"Wait, you just said, Devilosaurus?"

Zelin suddenly interrupted his nostalgia.

"What's the matter?" Otto took out two Flintstones and prepared to ignite: "That guy is big, those young adventurers, what about seeing the Iron Horde war machine in Draenor, they said it was the most terrifying. Opponents, they have no experience of being chased by Devil Tyrannosaurus for their lives."

"The Devil Tyrannosaurus..." Zelin patted Otto's shoulder: "Is that one?"

Otto raised his head in surprise.

Between the two giant banyan trees, a giant raptor dragon with a height of nearly five meters slowly raised its head from the canopy, half-hidden in the banana trees of varying heights, and on the white misty head, a pair of slender His beast pupil stared at the two people in the camp, saliva dripping down the corners of his mouth.

"Uh..." Otto raised his head slowly, as if he was about to lift his chin to the sky.

"You said, Tyrannosaurus won't approach Huoyu Mountain?" Zelin took the package he had just put down and carried it on his shoulders, looking at the Devil's Tyrannosaurus slowly walking out of the woodland, stepping back step by step: "We are now in Huoyu Mountain. Within range, right? We are safe?"

Otto put the two flintstones in his arms, and his voice trembled: "According to the usual practice, it is like this. I think..."

The raptor opened his mouth, let out a deafening roar, and took a step forward, breaking the convention in Otto's mind with practical actions.