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Volume 1: Sailing Chapter 30: The Fog Weasel King

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    The five injured adventurers were moving forward slowly, and each of them looked unhappy, with a mixture of exhaustion, pain, and worry.  "Captain, why didn't you accept the help of those two people just now? I don't think those two people are bad people. If they help" One of the adventurers with a big beard chattered.  "That's enough!" Berego interrupted his men, "You can't just look at the surface, good or bad will not be written on your face. Have you forgotten the lesson we learned that time? That time was so similar to this time,  We got lost in a dangerous area, so we teamed up with another group of adventurers to move forward together. During the day, each of them was so enthusiastic, but at night, they completely changed their attitude and pulled out their knives, trying to take advantage of us while we were sleeping.  They cut our throats and took away our belongings. If our people hadn't discovered it in time, we would have died there. I don't want to make the same mistake again." "Okay" Big.  Huzi sighed helplessly. If he regarded all strangers as such bad people, he really shouldn't accept the help from the two people just now.  "Hehe, the woman among the two is quite good-looking, and she is no less good-looking than the female elf." Another adventurer who once peeked at Sophie said with a smile, but no one paid him any attention. Now it is obvious that she is not.  When talking about this kind of topic.  They continued to move forward, and continued to move forward without any change, as if they had been standing still.  Berego firmly believed that as long as he moved towards the east, he would be able to get out of the forest and return to the Iron Cannon Port. Even if others had doubts, they would not dare to say anything.  "Roar!" A roar full of anger rang out without warning, passing through the trees, piercing the fog, and clearly reaching the ears of Berego and others.  Two of them shuddered and their expressions changed drastically.  After the roar, the sound of large creatures running was heard. The sound came from far to near, getting closer and closer, bringing a numbing sense of oppression.  Berego and others turned their heads and looked in the direction of the sound. From there, they felt a familiar feeling.  It¡¯s the Mist Weasel King!  "V-shaped formation alert, arrange the wounded to the edge of the big tree!" Berego shouted fiercely, took two steps forward, took down the bow and arrow on his back, bent the bow and nocked the arrow, and stretched the bowstring into a full moon.  His entire movement was done in one go, taking only half a second.  The other adventurers heard the sound and took action. Following Berego's order, they helped the wounded man with a broken leg to a tree and let him lean against the tree with his back.  The wounded cannot move freely, so leaning against a tree is the best option to avoid attacks from behind to the greatest extent.  The rest of the people were arranged in a V-shaped formation, looking like a group of geese migrating south, with Berego as the horn, and the rest of the people were arranged on both sides.  "The eagle's eyes are sharp and can catch the wind and shadows." Berego murmured in a low voice, and there seemed to be some kind of magic in his voice, causing a ring on his hand to shine brightly.  This ring is silver-white, with an eagle-shaped carving on the top, and looks quite ancient.  After the light, an eagle chirped loudly from the ring, and then an eagle-head-shaped light and shadow emerged from behind Berego, lifelike, with sharp eyes and a faint white light.  Berego's eyes seemed to merge with the eyes of the eagle's head, and his gaze became sharper than arrows, even seeing through the thick fog.  A huge beast came into his eyes. Its shape was the same as that of an ordinary fog weasel, but it was several times larger, about the same size as a tiger.  There was a broken arrow stuck in the behemoth's left eye. The wound had scabbed over, but the bright red blood was still there, staining the white hair underneath.  Its claws are long and sharp, like several daggers bundled together.  The person coming is none other than King Fog Weasel!  "We meet again, you beast!" Berego recalled the two companions who died at the claws of King Fog Weasel. He couldn't help but feel angry and painful. He slightly adjusted his hand and aimed the tip of the gleaming arrow at King Fog Weasel.  He opened his right eye, then let go of his hand, letting the arrow fly out.  "Whoosh!" The arrow pierced the air and white mist with hundreds of kilograms of power, and went straight to the right eye of the Mist Weasel King. With this power, it was enough to penetrate the right eye.  However, just when the arrow was about to hit, King Mist Weasel suddenly made a dexterous move, jumped to the side, and dodged the arrow.  The arrow shot into the air and disappeared into the mist. After a few breaths, it made a muffled "beep" sound, probably because it was inserted into the trunk of a tree.  The Fog Weasel King was extremely fast and had already rushed close, only about thirty yards away from Berego and the others.  At this distance, except for Berego, no one else could see the figure of the Mist Weasel King, and could only stand there and stare.  Berego fired arrows continuously, pouring arrows one after another towards the Mist Weasel King not far away.  His movementThe movements were fast and accurate, and each arrow was aimed at King Wu Weasel's vitals, but King Wu Weasel reacted too quickly and avoided all these arrows without any damage.  The Mist Weasel King did not rush forward to kill, but circled around Berego and others, creating more white mist by farting while running.  This is its unique attack method, which can use fog to cause trouble for the enemy.  It is worthy of being the king among mist weasels, and it produces far more white mist than similar creatures, and it is also richer.  After a few farts, Berego and the others were completely submerged in the white mist. The original visibility of about ten yards was reduced to a pitiful five yards, which was very disadvantageous for them.  Even Berego, who had received the "Eagle Eye Blessing", was affected. No matter how sharp his eyes were, he could not see through such a thick white mist.  ¡°Damn it, it¡¯s using this trick again, quickly pick up the wounded and let everyone leave this area together!¡± Berego gritted his teeth and ordered.  In a place with such low visibility, it is impossible to fight. Everyone performs their duties. Two people are responsible for holding the shield behind the palace, and one person is responsible for supporting the injured, and they retreat to the rear together.  But before everyone could get away, the Fog Weasel King suddenly broke through the fog, launched a surprise attack with the force of thunder, and swung his sharp claws at one of the shield holders.  Wherever the cold light passed, the shield collapsed, blood splashed everywhere, and screams rang out.  ¡­ ¡­ Anrui and Shafei gradually forgot about their encounter with Berego and the others, and began to move forward with peace of mind, and were wary of the fog weasel that might appear at any time.  The rest of the journey went fairly smoothly, with only a single fog weasel encountered. Without Shafei taking action, Anrui was able to resolve the issue.  Suddenly there was a rush of running sounds from behind, which attracted the attention of An Rui and others. They turned around and were cautious.  "There are about three people. They are running quickly, as if they are in a hurry." Sophie listened carefully and reported to An Ruihui.  Her hearing is far superior.  "It's possible that it's another group of adventurers. Ordinary people wouldn't come to such a dangerous place." An Rui said with a frown.  The sound of running came from far to near, through the fog.  Seventy yards, fifty yards, thirty yards When the opponent was only thirty yards away, An Rui shouted: "Who is running? Slow down your pace, otherwise, I will  Treat you as a dangerous enemy. " "Why is this voice coming from you again?" The runners slowed down one after another, and one of them seemed to recognize An Rui's voice and asked half in doubt and half in admiration.  An Rui also heard the other party¡¯s voice, and the group of people running over turned out to be Berego and his friends again!  "Berego, aren't you going back to Iron Cannon Port? Why did you come here?" An Rui frowned and shouted towards the mist on the opposite side.  Three embarrassed figures penetrated the fog and appeared in An Rui's field of vision.  The first person was Berego. He was seriously injured at this time. There were three deep wounds on his left arm, and other parts of his body were also injured.  The other two were not much better, almost half-blooded.  The previous five-person adventure group lost two people, leaving only three people. The leg-breaker and another adventurer were missing.  "We encountered another attack from the Fog Weasel King." Berego frowned, panted, and said dejectedly.  This simple statement already explains a lot.  "You were attacked by the Fog Weasel King again and lost two more people, so you fled here in a panic?" An Rui speculated logically.  Sophie on the side covered her mouth in surprise and sadness.  "Yes, almost." Berego nodded, turned slightly, and looked at the fog behind him with a look full of fear, "That Mist Weasel King is very smart and cruel. It seems  It wants to kill us one by one. It is estimated that it is hiding not far away and will launch the next round of attacks on several of us at any time. In the first attack, two of us died. In the second attack.  , we killed two more people, the third attack, I don¡¯t know what the result will be" "In this case" An Rui was not moved, but patted Shafei on the shoulder, "Sophie  "Let's go, stay away from these dangerous guys, so as not to be implicated." "How can we leave when they are so miserable?" Sophie asked with her eyes widened.  "Don't forget, we are just 'strangers'. The dignified Mr. Berego will not believe in 'strangers'." An Rui deliberately used the word "stranger" very harshly, a bit deliberately to retaliate against Berego.  Meaning, what the other party said before is still lingering in his ears and has not dissipated.  "I don't trust strangers", these are the words coming out of the other person's mouth.  Sophie was speechlessWell, if Berego and the others don't appreciate it, it won't matter how warm-hearted she is.  Anrui¡¯s words still had a certain lethality. Berego¡¯s expression obviously changed and became much uglier.  His eyes glanced back and forth between Anri and Sophie, as if he wanted to see through something, and he seemed to be making some kind of decision.  After struggling for a while, he sighed and said feebly: "I'm sorry, it was my fault before, I shouldn't have doubted you." "Haha, why do you have to apologize to a stranger?" An Rui glanced sideways at Bailey.  Ge glanced at him and asked angrily.  "I want to ask for help." "Have you changed your mind?" "Yes, the current situation is very unfavorable for the few of us. We alone are not the opponent of King Fog Weasel at all. If we can get the two of you,  With help, there may be a glimmer of hope." Berego said with a sullen face and nodded.  "It seems that you still don't believe the two of us. You were just forced into desperation, so you just gave it a try. Anyway, you will die anyway, so you don't have to worry about anything." An Rui guessed sharply.  Berego responded with silence, seemingly acquiescing.  "Actually, it's not too important whether you believe in us or not. I'm a result-oriented person. In my opinion, as long as the result is good, it's fine. Whether you believe in us or not, it doesn't matter. You guys  If you want to ask the two of us to help you, then we will help you, but" An Rui drawled a long tone, then shook his finger, "This help is not free, there is no free lunch in the world." "You.  Just tell me how much it costs," Berego asked dryly.  "What I want is not the money, but the ring on your hand." An Rui narrowed his eyes slightly and fell on the eagle-head-shaped ring on the index finger of Berego's left hand. "If I read it correctly, this should be a ring."  A magical ring - the Ring of the Eagle's Eye."
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