Chapter 957: The Bird Has Been Scratching for a Long Time (One More Chapter)

Chapter 957: The Scratching Bird has suffered for a long time. (One more chapter~)

The experience of riding the thief dragon is not particularly comfortable.

The speed of the little thief dragon is not slow, but the short-legged body structure makes them twist their bodies like snakes when they move forward quickly. If you want to ride steadily, you have to twist with them.

Following the blood trail all the way, when the figure of the scratching bird appeared in sight from afar, Pig Chop was almost vomiting.

He pulled the ant and signaled it to stop.

The ant was a little puzzled, but the super fighting power that Pig Chop had shown before made it very willing to listen to the latter now.

The two cats jumped off the back of the thief dragon together, and the thief dragon swooped into the bushes and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Tracking meow." Pig Chop said to the ant in a low voice.

Although the ant didn't understand, seeing Pig Chop lowering his body and following the scratching bird from a distance under the cover of bushes and shrubs, he guessed what it was going to do.

After following quietly for a long time, the bird jumped onto a flat stone platform and continued to move forward.

Ant pulled Pig Chop and meowed a few words, as if saying something more important.

Pig Chop didn't understand it very well, but at least he knew it was not a warning of danger, so he quietly climbed up along the vines hanging from the edge of the stone platform.

After climbing onto the stone platform, the bird looked around stealthily, but did not find Elu and Deter following it.

After feeling safe, it walked towards a short and thick old tree.

The trunk of the old tree is very wide near the root, with a diameter of nearly 20 meters, but the height is very short, only about 20 to 30 meters, and the whole is cone-shaped, like a huge tent from a distance.

The bare crown proves that the tree has been dead for many years, and the leaves have fallen off long ago, but the unique environment of the ancient tree forest has prevented the trunk from decaying quickly. Instead, it is covered with moss and flower vines, which looks vibrant.

The scratching bird looked around again to confirm the surroundings, then lowered its head and crawled into the old tree that looked like a tent.

Pig Chop, who was hiding on the edge of the stone platform, rubbed his eyes.

There was no tree hole on the tree, how did he get in? !

He ran a few steps to the old tree and took a closer look. Pig Chop then found something strange.

There was actually a narrow tree hole on the trunk, but the plants hanging from the tree hole covered the tree hole very tightly, so it was easy to overlook it if you didn't look carefully.

Pig Chop got excited.

This place is simply a natural camp. The narrow entrance and exit prevented the possibility of large monsters invading, and those plants were a good cover, so it was difficult for small monsters to find this place.

Although it was a little far from the ancient giant tree, if a new camp could be set up here at a very low cost, the commander-in-chief and his men would surely not refuse.

"Meow meow meow!" Pig Chop Monster smiled and pulled out the cat sword, and took out a rocket bomb from the bag and clamped it under his armpit.

The ants following it couldn't help but step back two steps.

"Don't move around here, meow. Come in when there's no more noise." Not wanting the ant to be scared again, Pig Chop pressed his paw and made a "wait here" gesture to the ant.

The ant, who understood what he meant, nodded quickly and squatted down.

"Go meow!" Pig Chop shouted, and rushed into the tree hole with his weapon raised high.

"Gaa--!"

The panicked screams of the scratching bird came from the tree hole.

Then, there were explosions, the sound of blades entering the flesh, Pig Chop's "meow meow meow!" laughter, and the screams of the scratching bird.

The tree hole was in chaos.

The ant heard the bristles on his neck explode, and found a bush to hide in, covering his ears and waiting for the battle to end.

As for the outcome? The ant, who had seen Pig Chop's strength before, didn't think it would lose.

The screams of the scratching bird in the tree hole changed from panic to anger, then to tragic, then to weakness, and finally returned to calm.

The ant hiding in the bushes raised his head and listened quietly for a while. After confirming that there was no more movement in the tree hole, he came out from his hiding place and carefully put his head into the tree hole.

The scene in this tree hole with an area of ​​only 20 to 30 square meters was a bit bloody.

The scratching bird, covered with knife wounds and burns, lay on the ground, its tongue drooping to the side, its limbs still twitching slightly, but its pupils had already been dilated and there was no life.

The ant stretched out his bone stick and poked the scratching bird's head. After confirming that the scratching bird was dead, he jumped up happily.

After shaking off the blood on his body, the pig chop slowly wiped his weapon, looking tough.

The ant ran over and circled around the pig chop, and everyone could hear the excitement in his meow.

"Do you have a grudge against it?" The pig chop felt that the ant was a little abnormally excited.

The ant climbed onto the body of the scratching bird and stepped on it several times as if to vent his anger.

Pig Chop then noticed that there were many murals in the tree hole, and there were also some fragments of earthenware jars in the corners.

Was this originally one of the camps of the Detels?

That's no wonder, the Detels are not the strange-faced people, they are gentle and timid, and generally will not take the initiative to conflict with monsters.

The ants would trouble the scratching bird, probably because they were angry about their home being taken away.

This was also revenge for them.

But then again, if this tree hole belonged to the Detels, would it be troublesome to set up a camp?

Pig Chop was a little worried.

After venting, the ant realized that Pig Chop had not peeled it yet, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed, and quickly jumped off the body of the scratching bird, indicating that the latter could peel it.

Pork Chop has no need for bird-tickling materials. After a simple search, he lost interest after seeing that there were no more precious materials such as bird, dragon, and jade, and let Ant handle it as he pleased.

The ants looked very surprised. For the Detel group, there was rarely a chance to harvest such a large prey.

The meat, leather and bones of the scratched birds are all very valuable resources for them.

It waved its paws and meowed a few times, then quickly ran out of the tree hole.

Pig Chop knew that it was looking for its companions to come over, otherwise the ants would not be able to handle such a big corpse on their own.

Not long after, the ant returned to the tree hole with four or five Detel companions. Among them, the older one seemed to be the elder of their group and actually understood some languages ​​of the Old World.

"Your name is meow, you're very catty meow, we Shisen live here as a group of meow cats in the insect cage." Old Detel's tone was not very standard, but at least he could understand it.

Pig Chop has heard of this Detel tribe, because they live near the ancient giant tree and occasionally come into contact with the people of the investigation team.

In particular, Munro, the orc researcher, often goes to look for them. His New World orc language seems to have been learned from the Insect Cage clan.

So, the old Detel in front of me must have learned the lingua franca of the Old World from Mr. Monroe?

While the other Deters were cutting up the body, Pork Chops communicated with the old Detel.

After listening to Old Deter's explanation, Pig Chop realized that the hatred between this scratching bird and the insect cage clan was not just as simple as taking away one of their campsites.

The Ticker Bird likes to sneak into monster nests and steal eggs. If they are just herbivorous dragon eggs, that's fine. The problem is that it dares to steal eggs from any monster.

Fire dragon's, flying thunder dragon's, poisonous demon bird's, barbarian jaw dragon's

The angry monsters can't find the culprit, so they cause chaos everywhere.

The insect cage family became victims. Not one or two of Detel were injured or even died due to the monster's madness. Whenever this guy ran to steal eggs, they could not rest in peace.

Hunting and scratching birds by myself can be regarded as solving a big problem for them.

After thanking him for a while, Old Deter bowed to Pork Chop and cordially invited Pork Chop to sit in their camp.

Pork Chop remembered what Gordon said and agreed without much hesitation.

"Meow meow!"

Old Detel gave an order, and the two young Detel, including the ants, dropped what they were doing, carried bone sticks to form a simple sedan, and lifted up the pork chop.

With guests and loads of loot, the Deters skipped back to the camp.