150 No return to the swamp

With the skillful operation of the wild fairies, the moon boat slowly landed in the open space outside the Watcher tribe. The Watcher tribe is a side branch developed from the Ralph tribe. He has always had high respect for Ralph of the clan. In the past, Pilottis was solemnly welcomed by the Watchers every time he arrived. However, what surprised everyone was that until the Moon boat completely stopped, the watchers who should have come out to greet them were still missing.

Such an abnormal situation naturally caused confusion among the people. The Qilin shook his nose and smelled a bloody smell from the air, so he came to a brief conclusion.

"What happened."

In fact, even if he didn't need to say it, the wild goblins noticed the strangeness of the situation. In addition to the strong smell of blood coming from the wind, the village was too quiet. The wild goblins raised their sharp ears, but did not hear any sound in the village. The signs connected together made it difficult to make optimistic guesses.

"You guys follow me, and the others stay on the moon boat and prepare for battle." Pilotis made the decision to go for reconnaissance.

"Charlotte, stay." Qilin ordered the little princess, and at the same time told the little fairy: "Keya, please help me watch her."

Perhaps because he noticed the seriousness of the situation, Charlotte did not argue with Qilin, but just looked at the proud Keya with a very dissatisfied look.

After settling down, Qilin followed Pilo and Tiss to the Watcher's village. There was only a small piece of woods from the open space to the village, but as the distance approached, the smell of blood in the air became stronger and stronger.

"Can you say..." This feeling of similarity evokes a memory in Qilin's heart, ignores Pilotis' greeting, and quickly rushes into the village.

Then, what was presented to him was a terrifying scene that was enough to freeze blood.

I saw hundreds of corpses of fairies, piled up in the middle of the village in a disorderly manner. There was no obvious trauma on the surface of these corpses, but their hands, feet and heads were twisted in a strange direction. At first glance, they looked like puppets that were badly played, and then piled up together randomly. Each corpse's face was filled with pain and despair. Nearly a hundred twisted corpses piled into huge ugly meat balls under the ancient trees, making everyone who saw them shudder.

He heard the sound of air conditioning coming from behind, and several wild goblins could not bear the stimulation in front of him, and lay on the ground and vomited heavily.

Qiqi did not help them. He clenched his fists tightly and used all his strength to suppress the murderous intent that was rising wildly in his heart.

"Garcio..." The name of the demon came out from his gritted teeth. There is no doubt that the only one who can do such a thing in the world is the killing demon.

"Ah, it's Garcio." Pilottis stood beside Qilin, his voice surprisingly calm, but his red pupils were already burning.

"I originally planned to hold a welcome ceremony for you after returning to the Ralph tribe..." She said to Qilin. "Sorry, the reservation has changed."

………………………………………

From Pelottis's mouth, the Qilin learned that killing the demon Garcio was not just a human nightmare.

In fact, before humans experience the fear of killing demons, the wild goblin knew Garcio's name.

To the southeast of the Demon Realm Forest, there is a demonic realm called the Unreturn Swamp. Garcio first appeared from it and became a major concern for the wild goblins for hundreds of years. No one knew his origin, no one understood his actions. Garcio seemed to be repeating aimless killings, and in the face of the various strange abilities that the demons possessed, even the brave and warlike Ralph tribe suffered extremely painful losses.

Fortunately, the demon's goal later changed, and Garcio focused more on humans outside the Demon Realm Forest. During that period, killing the demon's name became a nightmare in the Kingdom of LaVillis, and the wild goblins got a precious respite. They set up a strict defense system for the demons, and the Watcher tribe was the institution specifically responsible for monitoring the movements of the demons. The Watcher's village was the first line of defense to defend against the demons, so its members were all composed of skilled wild goblin warriors. In terms of combat effectiveness, they were almost comparable to the clan's Ralph.

However, such a watchman suffered a tragedy of extermination.

Hundreds of wild goblin warriors all died under the demon's minions, and none of them survived.

Looking at the war history of wild goblins and demons over hundreds of years, such things have never happened once. This means that the demons either become more crazy or more dangerous.

Facts have proved that in the face of the crazy and chaotic power of the demons, the defense of the wild goblins seemed vulnerable. No one could guess what the demons would do next, and Pilotis no longer intended to give Garcio any more chance. She ordered the subordinates on the Moon Boat to stay and clean up the warriors, while she took several trusted warriors to attack the demons.

In fact, in the past few hundred years, the Ralph tribe sent out a siege team of 1,000 to destroy the demons, but the number of survivors has not exceeded one single number so far. Therefore, in the eyes of the wild goblins, the behavior of the clan leader is extremely crazy. Almost all the wild monsters tried to dissuade the clan leader who was overwhelmed by the anger, but Pilotis's determination did not change for their plea.

Even if the decision to attack the demon was angered for a moment, Pilottis was convinced that he had a chance of winning. After all, the wild goblins in the Demon Realm Forest have been fighting with the demons for hundreds of years, and their understanding of the demons is far better than that of humans. The terror of the demon Garcio is not his strongest lies in his inherent mysterious abilities. Faced with the demons who can summon a large number of monsters to help fight at any time, dispatching a large army like humans is the stupidest way.

Sending a few elite soldiers to sneak into the Unreturned Swamp, find the demon and kill it before it activates its superpowers is the most likely tactic to succeed.

The dragon bow given by the Kirin can even shoot through the iron armored dragon, and shooting the demon is of course no problem. As long as you can get close to the demon's nest in the swamp, Pilotis is confident that he will shoot him as soon as possible. As for the addition of a warrior from the Great Wilderness who once rivaled the Flame Giant, it undoubtedly provides double insurance for her confidence. It is precisely based on these considerations that Pilotis resolutely made the decision to attack the demon, and what form this decision will be in is something that no one knows.

………………………………………

Garcio's old nest is a]p~,］oo~, located in the depths of the swamp. In order to fight against the evil demon, Pilotis and others set out towards the swamp.

A thick layer of miasma floats above the Bugui Swamp. The miasma is highly poisonous and never dissipates all year round, becoming a heavenly barrier for demons to hide and protect, which also prevents the wild goblins from taking the moon boat to the center of the swamp. If you want to travel in the Bugui Swamp, the only means of transportation is a special wooden boat made of birch bark. The birch boat of the Wild Goblins is about two meters long and can carry five people on each boat. Because the water is very shallow, it can pass through swamp flats and other areas smoothly.

Pilottis and others entered the swamp on such a birch boat - of course, Charlotte was left on the moon boat by the Kirin, and Keya was not allowed to accompany him by Pilottis.

The only wild goblins who sneaked into the swamp were Pilottis and several of her most trusted subordinates. Even if Qilin was added, the total number did not exceed ten. With the taboo monsters as their opponents, their camp may seem too thin, but if they want to quietly move in the swamp where monsters are infested, the number of people is already the limit. The ten-person crusade team was divided into two birch boats. In order to facilitate the dangers to take care of each other, the two strongest in the team, Pilottis and Qilin, were on different ships respectively.

The stale atmosphere filled the swamp. Pilottis stood at the bow of the boat, holding a dragon bow in his hand and carefully guarded the surroundings. A wild fairy at the stern pushed the birch boat forward with a bamboo pole.

At this time, a driftwood floated over from the upstream. Seeing that it was about to bump into the birch boat, the wild fairy rowing boat planned to push the driftwood away with a bamboo pole.

"Stop!" Pilotis called on his subordinates to stop his rash actions, and at the same time he pulled his bow and shot him with an arrow.

With the sound of the dragon bow buckle, sharp arrows penetrated the driftwood in the water. A wail sounded, and the water surface churned violently.

It turned out that the driftwood was actually a disguise of a man-eating crocodile over three meters long. Pelotis' dragon bow sank into the eyebrows of the man-eating crocodile. The man-eating crocodile, struggling violently, threw waves on the water, making the birch boat shaking, and it also made everyone on the boat afraid of him. If he poked it with a bamboo pole just now, he would definitely be dragged into the water by the man-eating crocodile. And if the man-eating crocodile overturned the birch boat, everyone on the boat would probably have no chance to regret his neglect.

At this time, the flapping man-eating crocodile also exhausted its last strength and its belly floated to the sky on the water. The arrow from Pilottis penetrated its body, and half of the arrow body was seen coming out of its white belly, and the blood flowing out of the wound spread in the water, making everyone nervous again.

"Go away!" Pelottis turned around and ordered his subordinates. "There will be a man-eating crocodile gathering soon, we have to leave quickly!"

Man-eating crocodiles are the most terrifying killers in the swamp. These cold-blooded reptiles lurk in the shallows everywhere in the swamp. Any living creature close to the swamp will be swallowed fiercely and cruelly. They are huge in number, and ordinary bows and arrows can hardly shoot through their hard shield scales. There are only a lot of wild goblins buried in their mouths in their mouths in the past dynasties than they die directly in the hands of demons. Pilotis and his group can escape the demonic mouths of man-eating crocodiles repeatedly and advance safely to the depths of the swamp. The powerful lethality given by the dragon bow can be said to be indelible.

Under the urging of Pilottis, the birch boat threw down the corpse of the man-eating crocodile and quickly left. Not long after, a fierce movement came from the lake behind him. The dead man-eating crocodile should be becoming a food that countless similar people competed for. Pilottis shook his head, suppressed the idea of ​​looking back and watching, and focused his attention ahead.

At this moment, they had advanced to an area where the swamp was quite deep, and the color of the water surface under the birch boat changed from light to dark, which meant that the lower part was no longer a shallow where you could sit, but a deep pool that was not bottom-watched. Even with the eyes of the Piloti Line, they could not see through the danger lurking under the deep pool, and once they fell into the water, they would have no place to rely on.
Chapter completed!