I’m Really Not Targeting the Mages

Chapter 86: Milestone: Egg Breaker

　　 Primeval forest.

　　 Rainy night.

　　The huge tree species reaching a height of hundreds of meters completely blocked the moonlight.

　　 The splash of water flows down from the crown of the giant tree, not like rain, but more like a waterfall.

　　 A series of small waterfalls flowed to the forest everywhere.

　　 eventually formed shallow puddles in the lowlands of the humus zone.

　　 The water puddle was quickly accumulated into a pond.

　　 There was silence all around.

　　 On the oblique branch above a pond, there is a nest of a giant blue harrier.

　　 The original owner of the lair is missing.

　　 The one creeping inside at this moment is a hunter in camouflage.

　　 The cold raindrops hit him, making a fine and pleasant sound.

　　 But he remained motionless all the time, his eyes fixed on the front.

there.

　　 has an open-air nest.

　　 There are more than twenty large oval spheres in the nest.

　　 That's Ben Leilong's egg!

Near 　　 there is a low mountain bag that is not common in the virgin forest.

　　 Same as the lurking hunter.

　　 Despite the wind and rain, the low mountain bag remained unmoving.

　　 A lively demonized squirrel jumped from the mountain bag.

　　 Check the front and there is no obstacle.

　　 It happily sent a whistle-like message to the rear.

　　 After a while.

　　 Hundreds of squirrels jumped over in the rain.

　　 The scene is very novel.

　　 The hunter held his breath and increased his vigilance.

　　 I waited until all the squirrels had passed the low mountain, and there was no unusual movement.

　　 The rain is getting bigger.

　　……

　　 "It has been raining for five days."

　　 Roger pursed his lips, his expression a little stern.

　　 Although he has deliberately avoided the small waterfall that flows down from the giant tree species, the moist air is still frantically diluting his unique "camouflage"——

　　 It's a mixture of Ben Leilong's feces and urine.

　　 The taste is very strong.

　　 But Roger can eat and live.

　　 As an excellent monster hunter, this is something that must be done.

　　 a week ago.

　　 He took the team of horned monsters into the virgin forest, and it didn't take long for him to find traces of Benleilong activities.

　　 under the track of the ultimate hunter.

　　 He found this lair.

　　 The twenty-odd dragon eggs in the lair made him salivate.

　　 But the rockery next to the dragon egg reminded him.

　　 This is not just dragon eggs.

　　 is even more bait.

　　 The cunning of Ben Thunder Dragon is far beyond ordinary monsters.

　　Although they are at the top of the virgin forest niche, they do not directly hunt prey, but choose a more energy-saving mode of waiting for work.

　　 This model is actually not in line with the law of super predators.

　　 But in Mystra, everything is possible.

for example.

　　 The place where the bones are buried is obviously barren land.

　　 But at its southern end, there appeared such a virgin forest full of giant trees and monsters in huge forms.

　　 This in itself cannot be explained by common sense.

　　 What Roger can do is to accept this setting.

　　 Then, through careful observation, he found out the flaws in Ben Thunder Dragon.

　　 Now look at it.

　　 These dragon eggs are the biggest flaw.

　　 But this is also the bait that the female Ben Leilong deliberately released to the greedy.

　　 in this deep jungle.

　　 The identities of predators and prey are always in a delicate dynamic balance.

　　Until the last minute, no one knows who will die.

　　……

　　 Ben Leilong is very patient.

　　 Roger is the same.

　　 But the problem is that once the smell on his body is gone, there is a danger of exposure!

　　 "Wait another half day."

　　 Roger counted the time silently.

　　 The rain is falling.

　　 In the early morning, a group of Deinclaws came.

　　 They tried for a while near Benleilong's lair.

　　 eventually ran away alertly.

　　 The female Bentosaurus is still motionless.

　　 at noon.

The smell on 　　 dissipated to the point that it was almost invisible.

　　 Roger silently crawled away from the nest of the giant blue harrier.

　　……

　　 The egg-stealing plan was declared bankrupt.

　　 Roger is not discouraged.

　　He came to a temporary camp six kilometers away.

　　 This camp is built under a tree hole of a giant tree species.

　　 In the shallow entrance.

　　 is a particularly open underground space.

　　 It is colder than the surface.

　　 This place is warm and moist.

　　 A large meeting room in the camp.

　　 There are more than twenty small rooms.

　　The hardworking horned monsters avoided the soft humus layer while digging.

　　 directly dug into the hard soil layer about 30 meters underground.

　　 This not only ensures the safety of the temporary camp, but also guarantees a certain degree of comfort.

　　 Roger, who returned to the camp, quickly changed his clothes.

　　 called the servants together.

　　 "How is the progress of the river valley project?"

　　 he asked.

　　 A mature horned demon with broken horns replied in lame lingua franca:

　　 "Already...completed."

　　 He is the captain appointed by Roger and his name is Ugu.

　　 The reason for choosing him as captain is simple.

　　 He can speak lingua franca.

　　 Although only a little bit.

　　 But compared with other common language illiteracy, it is already a great advantage for employment.

　　 "Very good."

　　 Roger nodded:

　　 "At present, plan A has failed, and I am going to implement plan B."

　　 "But if I start Plan B, I need a brave man, the kind that I may sacrifice at any time."

　　 "Although you are just my servants, I still want to ask your opinions."

　　 This is where the contractor is different from the ordinary summoner.

　　 Contract creatures are more like real companions.

　　 Roger can of course order them to die.

　　 But for him, he loses his blood and makes no money.

　　 The horned demons discussed for a while.

　　 Finally.

　　 Ugu said: "They are willing to... brave... as long as they don't bleed in vain."

　　 Roger said nothing.

　　 took out the "Warden Armor" from the cauldron and threw it on the ground.

　　 "I asked someone to change it, maybe it still doesn't fit."

　　 "But it's still a first-class armor."

　　 Roger pointed to this heavy armor and said:

　　 "The first person to wear it will become the brave who challenges Ben Thunder Dragon head-on."

　　 Say it.

　　He strode out of the basement.

　　 Soon behind him came the restless sound of horned monsters fighting and fighting with each other.

　　 In the dry sound of pattering water.

　　 is extra pleasing to the ear.

　　……

　　 The next morning.

　　 Ben Leilong's nest, at the crown of the giant tree species.

　　 Roger was condescending, looking down at the low mountain and the dragon egg, slowly taking out two dark purple bottles in his hand.

　　……

　　 "Hand Knob (Fire): Ultra-high concentration pyrogen polymer"

　　 "Magic Abundance: 12"

　　 "Throwing/detonating: within the effective explosion radius, explosion fixed damage 240, fire damage 16/s~www.NovelMTL.com~ duration 60 seconds; the periphery decreases gradually"

　　 "Producer: Roger and his eternal brother Gray Dwarf"

　　……

　　 The next second, he took a deep breath, and directed at the dragon egg pile underneath, one after another, his hand bumps smashed down!

　　 The sky-shaking sound exploded flatly.

　　 When the first hand **** hits the ground.

　　 "Dwarf Mountain" moved.

　　 Unfortunately, she is too late.

　　 A total of four hand tumor bullets fell.

　　 More than 20 dragon eggs disappeared instantly!

"Roar!"

　　 The awakened Ben Leilong made a loud noise, and the giant tree that Roger was in was hit by the roots!

　　 Without a word, he turned and ran!