Chapter 385 Scarecrow

The new gathering team composed of goblins and gnolls set out anyway. They brought the best weapons made by the tribe and were led by the escaping gnoll soldiers to the plant producing area it said.

It took three days to assemble the team, and it was time for them to set off.

The goal is to grow rare plant areas rich in pure energy.

The weapons in the hands of fully equipped gnolls are not only used to fight against guards that may appear in resource points, but also to fight against various monsters that may come to harass them at any time...

Although in most cases the wild monsters will not leave their lairs, there are also monsters that will leave their territory to attack the gnoll team walking around the territory.

"Be careful, there is a lair of the undead ahead..."

The Jackal Captain narrowed his eyes and kept the team on alert.

An undead lair with a skeletal structure is a troublesome place even for the leader of the Jackal clan.

It sniffed the smell in the air, but only smelled the smell of wood that turned into white ash after burning.

Is there anyone active nearby? Or are there people stationed nearby?

The Jackal Captain thought quickly and followed the smell of burning wood.

Soon he regretted his overly sensitive sense of smell.

There were no scenes littered with corpses. This monster lair that they thought was quite troublesome was only left with a field of pale ashes, whether it was the lowest-level skeleton soldiers or higher-level skeletal structures.

The bones and flesh that could be used were burned in the flames, completely burned at high temperatures.

The bones that had been stripped of their ability to cohere under the high temperature were shattered, and pale white ash spread out on the brown soil.

This lair was cleaned up by something, and the contents stored in it also disappeared.

The high temperature and flames have purified the desolate atmosphere carried by the undead that originally exuded in this area. After a period of recovery, the area will become an ordinary forest.

The Jackal Captain observed this forest. These trees were the best witnesses of the battle.

Something with extremely high heat swept over the tree, scorching the bark and leaving terrifying irreversible cracks on it.

It grabbed a Goblin caster like a chicken. This coward actually didn't even dare to come to the place where the monsters were dead. The Goblin caster stared at the crack for a long time and could only say something tremblingly. It's the effect of lightning.

It made the goblin caster release a lightning spell on the spot... The power was not even one-tenth of the crack, and there was only a slight resemblance to the crack.

A shining light caught the Jackal Captain's attention.

Gold?

It picked up the twisted granular object that shone golden in the sunlight, and noticed that the peeled off outer layer was filled with an iron-gray substance, which was softer than the outer layer.

It put away the twisted particle and placed it in its own armor.

The team moved forward, but under the pressure of the Jackal leader, they could only continue to move forward.

The same scene is played out in different areas.

Flame, burning, white ash.

Slugs that live in swamps, trolls that live in caves, monsters that live in mountains and forests.

Monster camps of different sizes correspond to different ash piles, and the people who deal with the monsters here obviously have no intention of burying their ashes.

Just like telling others that they have appeared, the actor has no intention of hiding his action.

The jackals knew very well that no monster in their memory had such a habit, and they would not specifically burn the corpses after the battle.

It was not far from the Jackal camp to the location pointed out by the Jackal soldiers, and it was only about forty kilometers away.

These forty kilometers are the safest road they have ever traveled.

So clean and so safe.

It was so clean that it caused unspeakable fear in the hearts of their team, and this safety was by no means created for them.

They were heading towards an extremely dangerous place, and even the stupidest goblin in the team could realize this.

If it weren't for the authority of the Jackal leader still weighing on their heads, making them realize what bad results they would get if they returned empty-handed, this team would have dispersed long ago.

What exactly are they heading towards, and what enemies are there in this direction.

An invisible wall advanced, and all enemies in its path were turned into ashes burned in the flames.

Neither the Jackal Captain nor the Jackal Soldier knew, nor did they want to know.

The day he finds out may be the day he dies.

They just hope to rush to the fields where the gnoll soldiers said there are a lot of magical plants as soon as possible, collect some and report them to their clan leaders.

Only in the group can they feel the slightest sense of security.

"How much longer!"

The Jackal Captain picked up the Jackal Soldier and saw that its body seemed to have become stronger during this period of time, and the original wounds were almost completely healed within three days.

It didn't pay attention to the strange behavior of the gnoll soldiers, but roared irritably.

"There's only one hour left... we can be in the plant field before nightfall!"

The Jackal soldier struggled to break free from the claws of the three-meter-tall Jackal captain and explained loudly.

As the gnoll soldiers said, they could reach that place before nightfall.

The team of jackals arrived and went to this field with a large number of magical plants, taking a deep breath and enjoying the refreshing breath in the air.

They also saw something else, some humanoid mechanical puppets standing in the field with their arms hanging down.

They are lifeless and stand as if dead in this plant field with stunning scenery. The night has almost swallowed up these silent guys.

They hide silently in the night, using steel skeletons to support their bodies.

Quiet, silent.

These humanoid monsters supported by steel materials stood steadily in the field, surrounded by blue stars emitted by the sea of ​​​​flowers before nightfall. Even though the team of jackals had walked out of the woods, they did not make any move.

scarecrow?

He knew it was a human legend, saying that humans would place straw and wood straws in their fields in the hope that they would drive away birds.

Just like what they see.

"..."

The Jackal Captain looked at the Jackal Soldier, and the latter seemed to realize the other's question and shook his head crazily.

"It's impossible. I didn't see anything like this when I came here before."

The Jackal Captain looked at the steel creation that was a few points taller than himself, and his uneasiness became more and more intense.

The scarecrow made of wood and straw is to drive away birds, and the scarecrow made of steel is to... drive away something and protect something...

Too bad.