Chapter 0392 Day 1

Seriously speaking, forest monsters are a bit like spirit-like undead creatures.

They are a kind of jungle elves formed by fusing the essence of plants and trees with the souls of monsters. Depending on the fused materials, they also have strange witchcraft abilities.

As a wizard-level monster, their strength is often directly related to the abilities they have. The difference between strong abilities and weak abilities is huge!

For example, some forest monsters with the ability of "resurrection" are almost invincible in the jungle. Any damage on its body can be repaired by absorbing the magic energy of the green plants around it, and magic energy is everywhere in the Black Forest.

So without the attack power to defeat it in one fell swoop, it is almost impossible to capture such a guy!

While daydreaming, a strange monster roar suddenly came from the distant sky.

"A monster is coming! Let's hide for a while!" Gargamel took out a cloth bag from his arms, grabbed a handful of yellow powder from it and sprinkled it on the two of them.

The figures of the two soon became blurred and transparent. When the monster in the distance screamed and flew over the forest, no figure could be seen on the low cliff, and even the breath disappeared.

Although the people under the cliff did not have such magical means, they still had simple "deodorizing powder". With the cover of the dense forest, they did not worry about being discovered by the "big guy" flying in the distance.

Grimm looked up and took a closer look.

This is a two-legged flying dragon covered with blue-gray scales!

Looking at its short tail and the corolla on its skull, it can be inferred that its innate witchcraft is acid, which is also the most common flying monster in the jungle.

"Ding, a high-energy magic creature was found... Green-footed dragon, an acid-based sub-dragon creature, it is said that it has the blood of dragons and griffins in its body, has membrane wings, and can fly... The basic data of the body is as follows: Strength and spirit gt2... Comprehensive strength assessment: Formal wizard level..."

This two-legged flying dragon has more than twice the strength and agility of his own, and a slightly higher physique than his own. The only thing he can suppress the opponent is mental power. I have 7 points, and it has 2 points. This is probably the only thing I can use to masturbate.

Grimm estimated the basic data of the wyvern by relying on the passive detection of the chip, while trying to figure out its true strength. After all, the detection of the chip is just a data on paper, and it cannot fully represent the real combat power of a creature.

If it is taken out alone, the wyvern in front of him has almost no other advantages except thick skin and long life. Although it is also a sub-dragon species, the dragon blood in its body is too thin, and the maternal griffin blood is more concentrated.

Many wizard families with dragon blood as the main blood have an impulse to expel the wyvern from the sub-dragon species. Because this guy may look like a dragon, but the dragon blood in his body is so thin that it is not as good as the dog-headed man underground. It is really a useless appearance!

Although it looks fierce and fierce, it can fly, and its strength on paper is basically the same as that of a formal wizard. But if they fight alone, wizards have too many ways to kill it.

The most despicable thing about this creature is its intelligence!

A sub-dragon creature actually only has the instinct of a bloodthirsty monster, and does not even have elementary wisdom. It is easy to be trapped and killed by wizards.

However, the wyvern is a social monster, usually seven or eight or a dozen of them live together, so unless it is necessary, wizards are unwilling to provoke this kind of guy who explodes when poked and is extremely vengeful.

This wyvern obviously ran out to hunt.

It spread its membrane wings covered with thin scales, and its huge and ferocious body flew over the treetops with a sharp hurricane.

The unique fishy smell of sub-dragon creatures is overflowing!

In the lush jungle, there were continuous explosions of tree branches being broken. This was a large animal fleeing frantically. For a time, birds and beasts were flying in the jungle, and it was panicked as if it was the end of the world.

The wyvern spread its wings and circled above the forest, then suddenly plunged into the dense forest.

The jungle immediately shook, the short howls of various animals rose and fell, and the tall ancient trees shook violently.

A moment later, a hurricane exploded, and the wyvern flapped its wings hard and flew back into the sky, its sturdy hind legs tightly grasping a jungle boar as big as a calf.

With an excited and shrill long roar, the wyvern flew through the air and disappeared into the depths of the forest in an instant.

"Are monsters of this level common in the Black Forest?" Grimm couldn't help but ask softly.

"Not very common, but numerous!" Gargamel had a sinister smile on his face: "We are now just at the edge of the Black Forest. When you go deeper than a hundred miles, you will know how many monsters there are here! So here, no matter how strong your combat power is, it is useless. The monsters that cannot be killed can kill you. If you want to live safely, you have to be low-key and hidden!"

"No wonder those wizards like to form a team to hone in the Black Forest. This place is really not suitable for single wizards to travel!"

"Hehehe... Single wizards traveling here are simply going to die! Although most of the monsters above level 2 have their own territory and will not easily cross it. But who can tell this kind of thing! Once you encounter a level 2 monster wandering around, a solitary wizard may not even have a chance to escape!"

"Level 2 monsters are not so easy to encounter, right?"

"Hehehe... within 500 miles of the edge of the Black Forest, the chance of encountering a Level 2 monster is very small. Only those Level 2 monsters that have lost in the battle for territory will occasionally wander here. But once you go deeper than a thousand miles into the Black Forest, it will be the territory of all Level 2 monsters."

"How smart are they?"

"Hmph, don't underestimate them. Those monsters are not inferior to us wizards in intelligence, but they are far behind in the inheritance of knowledge and systems, so they are suppressed by us in the Black Forest."

"Why can't these monsters gather together to form a large and unified organization? Weaving to fight us? With their wisdom, they should be able to do this! "

"Hehehe... With their wisdom, of course they can do this, but their ambitions are very difficult... After all, the races of monsters are too mixed, unlike us who have a huge human race foundation. Moreover, monsters have always believed that the strong are respected. If they want to make another guy bow his head, the only way is to defeat it. So even if one or two powerful monsters have this idea, it doesn't have the ability..."

While the mercenaries were busy preparing dinner at their feet, the two wizards simply communicated on the low cliff.

Although Grimm collected a lot of knowledge through the chip, he wanted to transform this knowledge into real experience and enrich his understanding of the wizard world, but he could only transform it into intuitive first-hand information through wizard communication.

Dinner was fried rabbit meat.

The meat was probably the ferocious white rabbit that was as big as a mastiff before.

But you can't say that this kind of ordinary demonized creatures with rich magic breath, in addition to its delicious meat, when the tender and juicy meat is swallowed, a strong warm current will surge in the body. The faint magic breath diffused from the meat will slowly nourish the body of the eater and have a tonic effect on the physique.

Grimm's current physique has reached 4 points, and his strength has reached 3 points. He is even stronger than the sword and shield warrior Lowe who specializes in physical training. What does he rely on? It is the subtle influence and slow nourishment brought by the magic energy package day after day.

However, as his physique gets higher and higher, these low-level demonized creatures can no longer bring him any physical and strength growth. It can only help him recover the physical and mental losses.

If he wanted to rely on food supplements to maintain his physical strength, he could only find a way to capture some high-level demonized creatures, such as a wyvern... Otherwise, the price of the magic package provided in the wizard tower was completely unaffordable even for an "elite wizard" like him.

So in the future, it would be much more convenient to set up his own wizard tower near the Black Forest to hunt those low-level monsters!

After dinner, the two wizards went into their tents and sealed them with simple witchcraft, and then began the daily meditation that was indispensable.

Because they were in the wild, no wizard dared to enter deep meditation, so the meditation effect was very poor. However, no matter how small the progress was, it was still progress, so meditation was still the basic daily routine of wizards!

Wizards need absolute silence when meditating, so the people in the camp stopped all actions that might disturb the two adults and sorted out their equipment quietly.

The thief named Rhodes slipped out of the camp without saying a word and began to set up simple traps and mechanisms around. A guy like him is not very good at frontal combat, but he is good at hiding and setting traps.

After dinner, Sabrina, who is a quasi-witch, sat by the campfire in a daze. Another intermediate apprentice named Anthony could only shrug and took the initiative to run to the periphery of the camp to set up a warning magic array.

Although he is an apprentice of potion, he also has intermediate strength and of course has mastered this kind of universal witchcraft. Now he is the weakest in the camp, and these dirty and tiring jobs can only be done by him!

Three hours later, as the night fell, Grimm and Gargamel also ended their meditation and got out of the tent.

"Lord Grimm and I have some things to deal with. You guys should guard the camp and don't run around." Gargamel took out a small cloth bag and threw it to Anthony: "Every hour, sprinkle some powder into the campfire, so that no low-level monsters will come to attack. You... go with us!"

Gargamel pointed at Sabrina who was in a daze.

A quasi-witch is not very useful in hunting wizard-level monsters, but it is more than enough to be used as a meat shield!

Sabrina's body trembled slightly, and she stood up obediently, following the two into the dark and strange forest. chapter;