Chapter 778 He Has Become a By-Product

The hunter and Elu ran wildly in the forest, following the traces left by someone being dragged away, and then slowed down.

It was not because of exhaustion, but Gordon realized that they seemed to have misunderstood.

In addition to the dragging traces, he did not find any traces of monsters, but found some strange footprints.

These footprints were obviously not Ansel's. The shape was a little weird and very shallow, so shallow that it was almost invisible. If he had not been very good at tracking traces, he would have almost overlooked them.

There are generally two reasons why the footprints are so light, geological factors, or personal factors of the person who left the traces.

There is no need to explain the geological factors. For example, a hard enough rock ground will not leave footprints.

Personal factors are more complicated. Light weight, special sole structure material, special footsteps skills, etc. are all possible.

Just like Senior Hilda, she didn't leave any footprints along the way, like a ghost.

In short, no matter what, this is definitely a human footprint, and judging from the details such as the stride, it is likely left by a short woman, most likely an aboriginal of the sea of ​​trees.

In this case, all the previous messy speculations can be overturned.

From being dragged back by insect monsters as reserve food, to being accidentally rescued by a certain aboriginal woman hiding underground and doing something unknown while unconscious, and being taken back for treatment after Fuyuelong left.

Well, it's very reasonable, even a little romantic.

As for the smell of insects, it's not difficult to explain, such as her body is stained with the body fluids of insect monsters, such as her equipment is made of insect materials, etc., all possible.

Speaking of which, Anxiel is really popular with women. Hey, between life and death, a female aboriginal can emerge from the underground to save him?

I'll tell Heta later.

After relaxing his nerves that had been tense all night, Gordon's thoughts suddenly began to diverge.

"Swoosh--"

"Hmm?"

The almost inaudible sound of breaking wind came, and Gordon's steps subconsciously paused.

A wooden arrow passed by more than half a meter in front of him, and "bang" nailed on the trunk of a tree in front of him.

Gordon narrowed his eyes, but he didn't feel nervous.

This arrow should not be aimed at killing him, not to mention whether this wooden arrow, which is barely as thick as a finger, can penetrate his [He Yao].

Judging from his previous walking speed, even if he didn't stop just now, this arrow should not hit him, but will pass by his face.

The timing is very precise, and he is a skilled archer.

So what are you going to do.

Provocation? Warning? Show of force?

The four people and two cats all looked in the direction where the arrow came from.

The archer hidden in the shadows of the trees did not intend to show up immediately, and among the hunters, only Hilda locked his specific position at the first time.

She could draw her bow and shoot the opponent through the tree at any time, but it was an iron rule that hunters should not use weapons against people, so she didn't need to do that.

Gordon looked relaxed, but Hayata's face was dark. She hated this kind of guy who pretended to be mysterious.

The night knife [Moon Shadow] popped out of the scabbard, and the sword light flashed by. The big tree nailed with the wooden arrow was cut diagonally, and the lush treetops fell over the area where the archer was hiding.

A figure rushed out in a slightly embarrassed manner.

It was a man wearing strange light armor. The materials used in the armor were very mixed, including but not limited to various leaves, vines, scales and textiles.

His weapon was even more special. It was a short bow less than one meter long.

Well. At least compared with the giant hunting bows that hunters often use as high as a person, it is a short bow.

The short bow is made of wood, which is nothing special. The key is that this bow grows together with the archer's left hand.

The tough branches that made up the bow were wrapped around the archer's left arm, and it didn't look like they could be easily detached. Some branches even pierced into his flesh and blood, as if they were absorbing nutrients and maintaining the activity of the branches.

Gordon patted Hayata's shoulder to comfort her.

Hayata snorted and put away the sword. The guy in front of him looked like an aboriginal. Anshil was still in their hands, so they couldn't make the relationship too stiff.

The archer felt a little bitter.

Seeing the fully armed outsiders heading towards their home, he was naturally alert as a forest ranger.

The arrow was indeed shot to scare the other party and force him to stop, but he really didn't intend to stay in the shadow of the tree and play tricks.

Who would have thought that the female archer in black would lock onto him all of a sudden. He didn't dare to move for a while, and then the strange woman with a scary-looking knife cut the tree in one fell swoop and smashed herself out.

The archer took a deep breath.

Although he showed up in a somewhat awkward manner, he still tried to hold his face tight to make himself look more "dignified".

"Outsider, what are you doing here?"

Gordon thought about it and explained to the archer what he could say. It was probably because they were attacked, their companions were separated, and they found their companions were taken away, so they tracked them down and came to see.

"In the ruins, there is a creature drilling in the cave, a magpie?" The archer muttered, "It should be our companion, wait? It flattened the forest, and was attacked by something, what do you think?!"

These people have lived in the mountains and forests near the ruins of the ancient tower for generations, so it is not surprising that they know about Fuyue Dragon.

Gordon didn't dare to say that they woke up the Fuyue Dragon. Anyway, that guy had returned to the ancient tower, so he avoided the main point and said, "The Fuyue Dragon is a monster that looks like a mountain floating in the air."

"Mountain God! Dragon Wood!!!" The archer screamed strangely, leaving Gordon and others and running in the direction they came from.

"What's wrong with that guy?" Gail cast a look at the archer who was running away as if he was crazy, and then said nervously: "By the way, seeing that guy is so anxious, are we in big trouble?"

"It shouldn't be that reason." Hilda walked to the big tree that was cut down by Hayata and pulled out the wooden arrow nailed to the trunk.

"The trees growing on the back of the Fuyue Dragon are called 'Dragon Wood', which has the hardness of steel and some very magical properties.

The archer just now should be interested in Dragon Wood. Huhu, you all noticed the quiver behind him."

Gordon and the other two shook their heads together.

Hilda: "."

She felt helpless as if she was talking to a deaf person.

But Pork Chop raised his little paw, "The quiver on that person's back should also be alive, meow? Or it should be a special plant, meow. Each branch that is broken on the spot is a natural arrow, meow."

"Really smart." Hilda rubbed Pork Chop's head.

"I've said before that the natives of the Sea of ​​Trees have mastered biotechnology and alchemy technology that is completely different from mainstream society. A large part of their equipment is made from plants that have been specially cultivated.

The wooden bow, quiver, and even protective gear of the archer just now are all good examples.

If you go to their village, you might see more."

Gordon laughed, "It just so happens that Anshil was taken there, so we can take advantage of the opportunity to visit and maybe we can exchange some interesting things."

Xianglan looked at the hunters with expectations, and then looked at Pork Chop with curiosity, and licked his paw.

"I always feel that finding Anshil has become a by-product, meow."