Chapter 936 Giant Clamworm

A tiny water bird is nothing more than an appetizer and dessert for a giant toad weighing more than 300 pounds.

While Joan was observing, the other giant toads also lost no time in spitting out their slender, flexible and sticky tongues, catching any living thing that dared to come within fifteen feet of them, including water birds flying in the air and those who approached. Swimming fish on the surface of the water.

call out!

There was a flash of red light, and ripples appeared on the water.

A fat carp was rolled up by the giant toad's tongue, and it was sucked into the mouth in an instant. After a few random chews, it was swallowed.

The giant toad, having enjoyed a delicious meal, smacked its lips in satisfaction, and let out a loud toad sound like a drum beating, and the air bag on its neck inflated accordingly.

Ted Pinkerton rubbed his ears that were sore from the sound of the toad, approached Joan, and asked in a low voice: "My brother, what does it mean that these big toads are forming a circle here? Are they in a meeting or are they planning to A beauty contest?"

Joan was almost amused by Mr. Detective's whimsy, so he suppressed a smile and replied: "Although giant toads are much smarter than ordinary toads, their intelligence level is far from the level of understanding 'meetings' or 'beauty pageants'. If I didn't guess Wrong, they should be performing a security mission, and their masters may be hiding in the depths of the grass surrounded by giant toads."

"Master?" Ted Pinkerton immediately grasped the key words in Joan's words, "You mean, these giant toads are domesticated pets?"

"To be precise, it's domestic animals."

Joan made further explanations.

"The kinship between the 'Giant Toad' and the common toad is much farther than it appears on the surface. Rather than saying that they are animals in the natural world, they are actually closer to the 'Magic Beast' in the supernatural field. Their intelligence has reached the level of domestic animals, so they are considered to be possibility of domestication."

"Those anuranoid supernatural humanoids with advanced intelligence and sociality that live in the wetlands, such as 'buggy frogmen' and 'swamp people', are very good at domesticating their huge distant relatives as servants."

"The bully frogmen are very good at cultivating and domesticating 'giant frogs', while the swampmen are proficient in domesticating 'giant toads'. This is like us humans domesticating cows, horses and hounds."

"Of course, it is difficult for us human beings to communicate with domestic animals on a spiritual level, but the bog people can communicate deeply with the 'giant toad', which may be due to the fact that they are all supernatural anurans, and their relatives are relatively close, so they are more It’s easy to understand the other person’s mind.”

Mr. Pinkerton nodded, and looked at the dense grass covered with reeds behind the giant toad.

"That is to say, there are unknown numbers of boggards lurking in the reeds 300 yards ahead of us?"

"It's very possible." Joan first made a definite guess, and then added: "When the boggards travel long distances, they always take a domesticated giant toad with them. So usually, every giant toad corresponds to a boggard."

Mr. Detective took the telescope he returned, observed it for a while, and murmured: "There are a total of twelve giant toads within our field of vision. According to your calculation just now, there should be at least twelve giant toads in the reed marsh." People... this is not easy to deal with!"

"Joan, do you have a way to conduct a more in-depth investigation of the situation in the reeds?"

"I can try it."

Joan didn't talk too much.

In fact, "spotting the enemy" is one of his best skills, and there are too many spells to achieve this purpose.

The first thing Joan thought of was his "prosthetic eye" that integrated many prophecy spells.

He lightly touched his right eye, activated the 3-ring "Eagle Eye", and dropped an invisible "observation point" into the reeds, which happened to be in the center of the circle surrounded by twelve giant toads.

After finishing casting the spell, Joan transferred his wisp of consciousness to the magic observation point.

After a moment of dizziness, Joan slowly opened his eyes and looked around vigilantly.

The surrounding scene verified his prediction, a large group of half-human, half-toad monsters gathered in the reeds, twelve in total.

These guys were all squatting in the puddles, and they looked bloated and fat, but they were not short, and they would not be less than six feet tall when standing upright.

Compared with the illustrations that Joan saw in the book, the real boggard man brought him a stronger visual impact.

The swamp man depicted in the illustration has a stubby neck that is almost invisible, a pair of big protruding eyes that look stupid, and skin covered with sores. The texture is like a corpse that has been soaked in water for half a month. Puffy and clumsy impression.

Compared with the living boggard man, Joan can't say that the illustrations are not alike, but he can't show the charm of the boggard man.

Yes, the boggards look a bit silly in appearance, but their eyes are firm and serious. Under the mangy skin and superficial fat are large, well-developed muscles, and their gestures exude a wild and aggressive aura. Obviously, they are all well-trained and brave warriors, which are far from the fat house image depicted in the illustration.

Joan also noticed that the twelve bogmen were all wearing vests made of animal skin. The front of the vest was symmetrically inlaid with four rows of beige bone fragments, which looked like horns.

These tough and elastic bone pieces greatly enhanced the defense of the sleeveless leather armor and protected the more fragile abdomen of the boggard man well.

The situation in front of him forced Joan to correct one of his previous prejudices.

The swamp people are indeed not good at making iron, but that's not all because their civilization level is too low, the more important reason is likely to be limited by their habitat.

After all, it is difficult to dig and smelt iron ore in wetlands, so it is difficult to develop a corresponding iron and steel civilization.

However, judging from the fine workmanship of the standard armor of the swamp warriors, it is close to the level of the "inlaid leather armor" made by human craftsmen. It can be seen that they are not much inferior to human craftsmanship at least in the field of leather and bone product processing.

In addition to the inlaid leather armor on their bodies, the obsidian spears on their backs, these ten boggard warriors also had a strangely shaped weapon hanging obliquely from their waists, which seemed to be on a wooden handle about four feet long. Loaded with an irregular obsidian sphere with sharp edges.

Judging by the classification standard of human weapons, the unique weapon of the boggard man should be regarded as a "heavy mace", a ruthless guy specially used to break armor!

The ten boggard warriors, like the giant toads outside the bushes, faced outwards and formed a circle, making a vigilant gesture.

Standing in the middle of the crowd were two boggards who looked a little special.

Among them, the older boggard man had a gray complexion and sat on the mound of the grave with a staff. The other young boggard man stood opposite him with his head bowed, as if he was listening respectfully to the elder's teachings.