Chapter 932 Coming Across the Sea

This is nearly 100 meters in the air.

The pterosaurs dare not fly too high, as the high altitude is the territory of the "king of the sky". Only by flying at low altitude and being ready to enter the woods at any time can they be the safest.

Under their feet, the dark green ocean flies by.

Occasionally, there will be giant trees that are over 100 meters high. The lush treetops are like a huge green wave. If you don't want to be caught in it, you can only fly around in advance.

The comfort of flying with a pterosaur is definitely not comparable to riding an airship.

If it weren't for the specially raised pterosaurs hanging a rope ring under their bodies, they could step on it to gain leverage during long-distance flights. If they were only hanging by the rope of the catapult, they would probably not be able to lift their arms after a few hours.

Fortunately, this air journey was also smooth. After a few hours, the hunters and their party arrived in the western part of the ancient tree forest, where the fish basket tribe lived.

Using a whistle to command the pterosaurs to descend, the hunters jumped to the ground.

They spent some time moving their limbs. After being hung for so long, their arms and legs were inevitably a little sore.

Hayata stretched her shoulder joints while observing the surroundings.

Just looking with her eyes, she could not see anything unusual. The trees were still lush, and insects and birds were flying among the plants. It was no different from the environment of the ancient giant trees.

But she could indeed feel a tense and oppressive atmosphere. This was not a psychological effect, but the result of comprehensive perception and judgment including smell, hearing, touch, etc.

Some people also like to call it "intuition".

"You feel it too, right?" Hayata asked her companions.

Oshura hung the light crossbow under his armpit for easy activation, "Goose bumps all stand up."

"Yes." Az, who seemed a little jumpy, also restrained his smile.

"Alert formation, I will lead the way, Az will protect Mr. Monroe closely, and Oshura will cover the rear." After giving the order, Hayata looked at the Deter named Yuzi.

"Where is your current base? Can you take us there? We need to know some details first."

Monroe translated Hayata's words to Yuzi.

Yuzi nodded and walked in front to lead the way. Xianglan followed consciously. With its keen sense of smell, it could eliminate many potential dangers for the team during the exploration.

The hunter team in alert state did not move very fast. They walked in the forest for more than two hours until the sun went down. They finally arrived at the destination under the leadership of Yuzi.

It was a giant tree more than 100 meters high.

In terms of scale, it could not be compared with the ancient giant tree like a mountain near the Xingchen stronghold, but the canopy with a diameter of nearly 200 meters could still be called covering the sky.

Yuzi raised his head and meowed a few times.

At first, there was no movement. After a long time, some Detels were seen, carefully popping their heads out from the canopy and trunk gaps.

"It said that it brought back the helper of the 'big orc'." Monroe translated in a low voice.

There was a commotion on the giant tree. Those Detels seemed to be discussing something fiercely. A few minutes passed like this, and finally, a rope hung down from the tree.

The hunters looked at each other.

Although climbing a tree might be easier than climbing a rope, since the owner had given them the way, it would be better to follow it.

After a lot of effort, they climbed to the top of the tree trunk. The surprisingly thick branches stretched out in all directions, forming a bowl-shaped area of ​​about 100 square meters on the top of the tree trunk.

The temporary residence of the fish basket tribe was here.

There were about 20 to 30 Deter living here. A small amount of dried fish, insects, mushrooms and other food were scattered on the edge of the treetop camp. There were also many fishing rods, fishing nets, and fish baskets that looked strange.

After coming up, Az's eyes were always staring at these fishing gear.

The lighting in the camp was not provided by a campfire, but by some insect cages woven with rattan, which housed some light insects and guide insects.

The light provided by these biological lamps was not too bright, but it was more than enough for the Deter with excellent night vision.

On the branches and trunks, some newly carved graffiti could be seen, and no one knew what they meant.

While the hunters observed the camp of the Deter tribe.

A somewhat old but not old Detel came forward, surrounded by his tribe.

It should be the leader of this Detel tribe.

The leader held a harpoon-shaped bone staff in his hand. The tip of the staff seemed to be the bone spur of a swordfish, which was different from the habit of the ancient giant tree's insect cage tribe to use the skull of a carnivore as the staff head.

Yu Zi came up and meowed, and the leader patted its head with satisfaction.

"Meow--"

After comforting Yu Zi, the Detel leader called out softly and led the tribe to bow to the hunters.

This action seemed to mean thanks or apology no matter where it was placed.

"Unload your weapons and sit down." Monroe reminded the hunters in a low voice.

Hayata and others hesitated for a moment, but finally did it. This treetop camp should be safe.

The hunters' actions made the Detels who gathered together with bone staffs relax a little.

The leader of the Detel meowed a few times and let them do their own things.

He then started to communicate with Monroe.

While the two were communicating, Az looked around and found that most of the scattered Detel found a place to sit down and then continued to weave fishing nets and fish baskets.

As a sea dweller who grew up fishing, he quickly noticed that these fishing tools were all newly made and looked like they had not been used yet.

It seems that these little guys haven't fished in the water for a long time.

So pitiful

Monroe's exchange with Chief Deter lasted for a long time.

Hayata, who had nothing to do, habitually polished the Sickle of the Inscription again, scaring the timid Deter to stay away.

Finally, the exchange over there ended.

Monroe came back and began to explain the situation, "The things are similar to what I said before about the fish roe, but the fish bones are much more detailed. Oh yes, the fish bones are the name of their leader.

It told me that the fish basket tribe originally lived in a reef area by the sea. They used wood and vines to build shelters on the reef so that they could fish while sitting at home. "

Az was stunned when he heard this, it was similar to his hometown of Mojia Village.

Monroe continued, "It says that about forty sunsets ago, a black monster swam from the sea.

It was a dark night without moonlight, and all that could be seen was the terrifying giant mouth and bloody eyes.

The monsters rampaged through the tribe's camp, and many of their companions were devoured and trampled. The rest of the tribe escaped by hiding in the sea.

Then the monster landed on land and has been wreaking havoc in this forest recently.

They didn't dare to get close, but all the larger animals in the nearby forest were eaten. The spirit deer, herbivorous dragon, thief dragon, big thief dragon, and even the overlord of this forest disappeared, leaving only blood stains. "

"The overlord of this forest?" Hayata asked.

"From its description, it should be a barbarian dragon, a dangerous beast dragon species that is not distributed in the Old Continent. According to the danger level used in the Old Continent, it is about four stars."

"Hunting four-star dangerous monsters." Oshula frowned, "In addition, they have the habit of devouring everything."

Hayata put the Scythe of the Inscription into its scabbard and said, "It should be the Dread Tyrannosaurus."

"A tough opponent."

"The Dino Tyrannosaurus should not be natively distributed in the New World, at least there are no sighting records so far." As he spoke, Monroe looked towards the coastline.

"An individual who came across the sea."