Lord Roar

Chapter 125 The Mystery of the Forest
The farce finally ended under Allen's mediation, and the final result was not satisfactory, at least the three of them did not fight again.

Finally, Allen decided that the children should go to help the dwarves build equipment in the past few days.

It’s not that he is biased toward dwarves, but that there are only so many steels, and there is no need to continue to fight. Besides, building equipment is a top priority. After building equipment, it will take some time to run-in and train. Now the Bloodhoof tribe is racing against time. There are basically powerful enemies around, especially the lion tribe of Johnny the Great Axe, who is probably coming to seek revenge soon.

As for the arrangement after building the equipment, the children will follow Kelong to learn martial arts battle formation and fighting spirit in the morning, and learn Dalu lingua franca and magic knowledge with Lao Dufu in the afternoon.

Forced by Allen's pretentious power, the three agreed angrily. Although they were not too satisfied, the parents of these brats were very satisfied, and felt that their chief's arrangement was very wise.

Allen couldn't figure it out seeing the three of them as life and death enemies. Why didn't he see how talented these barbarian teenagers who jumped up and down and looked like dead children were outstanding. If you say they are mischievous and destructive, it is really It is many times stronger than the children of ordinary people.

But maybe he didn't pay much attention to this aspect, and Allen also began to wonder secretly, is the understanding of ordinary humans so poor?De Niro, Duf, and Cologne basically spend most of their time in human countries, not to mention the nobles and high-end people, but they also have a lot of contact with the poor and ordinary people. Are they not as good as those in the tribe? Help the silly brats?
But he doesn't care, anyway, this should be considered a good thing, education must start from the baby, adult soldiers only need to fight, and children should concentrate on their studies, only in this way, the future of the Bloodhoof tribe will have a way out More people broaden their minds and horizons to change the future.

After a large group of clansmen who were still full of thoughts dispersed, they went back to their own affairs.

Allen gave Big Babylon a blank look, no matter how he looked at it, it was not pleasing to the eye, not to mention the behavior of inciting the flames just now, but with his current appearance, he wanted to give Big Babylon a kick.

He was a barbarian who was so honest, simple and rough before, but now he has become like a bird.

When he saw Babylon the Great for the first time, Allen clearly remembered that the other party was wearing a leather skirt, and he looked like an ape-man who had not evolved well all day long, exposing steel-like muscles and totem tattoos every day. The savage can no longer be savage, and the tough can no longer be tough.

He and little Zack went to the outpost county. If Dina hadn't suppressed the opponent's barbarian battle ring, that idiot Thackeray wouldn't have been beaten so badly.

But now, the big Babylon in front of him, with his black full-body armor showing only two small eyes, was wandering around, just like a senior pickpocket picking targets on the bus.

I don't need to say anything, the problem is that there is a quiet and dead horned python around his neck. If you don't look carefully, you may think it is a green scarf.

Looking at his full body armor again, a [-]cm steel thorn protruded from the knee and elbow, and the chest guard was densely studded with steel nails, and the two [-]cm long sword blades on the back gleamed coldly. Like wings.

I have to say that the design of this full-body armor is extremely sinister, and you don't need to use your hands. As long as you rush into the place where the enemies gather, you will have to kill many people just by stabbing them.

What is this? It's nondescript. If this kid ran into the depths of the wilderness now, who would recognize him as a native barbarian warrior? Those who didn't know would think he was a tall human knight.

Normally, Allen would kick the big Babylon to vent his anger when he was fine, but seeing the other party's appearance today, he didn't even have a place to kick.

"Dwarves designed it for you?"

"Yeah." The Great Babylon showed off, "How about it, hehe, it's amazing."

Babylon the Great added another sentence in his heart, hey, Chief, you have nowhere to go today, I knew you had to take it out on me, but luckily you went back and changed your armor quickly.

I don’t know yet, Babylon the Great suddenly thought, oh, my IQ has obviously increased, and I haven’t noticed it before. Is it really like what the chief said, being with smart people will make you smarter?

It seems that in the future, I should spend less time with those gang members who only know how to fight and drink, and keep my children away from those brats, so I can't be as stupid as them in the future.

Seeing that Babylon the Great was stupid and didn't know what he was thinking, Allen glared at him, and then asked with a smile: "Don't barbarian warriors disdain armor and weapons? Why are you so concerned?"

Babylon the Great restrained his smile, and said silently: "The homeland is gone, what tradition and pride are needed."

"Well, it's good that you and other clansmen can think so." Alan saw that he seemed a little sad, and couldn't bear to continue to hit him.

Thinking that although the clansmen agreed to him, he could always see that the tribesmen were more or less resistant and repulsive to the way of borrowing external force to improve their own strength.

But if you fall behind, you will be beaten. In any plane and in any world, this is an unchanging truth. If you don’t make progress, you will stand still. If you stay where you are, you will fall behind. Help the children to death.

Perhaps the blow to the clansmen caused by abandoning their former homeland this time is not a bad thing. At least they can change their inherent traditions and old concepts for the same goal.

"By the way, I found that the watchtower outside the camp hasn't been built yet, so work has stopped anyway."

Only then did Babylon the Great think of it, and scratched his head in embarrassment, just as he was about to explain, who knew that the steel thorn on his elbow pierced the tail of the horned python, and the python shrank in pain, giving it to Babylon the Great. Le straight rolled his eyes.

After tossing and tossing for a long time, the horned wing python fell to the ground, and the horned winged python stared innocently at its two small green eyes.

Then Babylon the Great said: "I almost forgot just now, oh yes, it was because there was not enough wood, so I didn't continue to build it. The old chief and Babylon the Great couldn't help it. Let me ask you."

"Not enough wood?" Allen thought that Babylon the Great was talking nonsense. Isn't this nonsense? A few hundred meters away is the beast forest. What is the most beast forest?It's not a beast, but a tree. There are countless towering trees, and now it's said that there is not enough wood?
"Are you kidding me?" Allen asked, frowning.

"No, no! How dare I tease you, chief." Babylon the Great quickly waved his hands and explained, "Those trees can't be cut down.

"why!"

"It was like a dead soul. It was fine the day before yesterday, but yesterday morning the clansmen discovered that those trees seemed to have grown feet, and they all retreated a few hundred meters. The clansmen didn't take it seriously at the time, and ran over to chop it down Dozens of trees were placed in the camp, but there were not enough round logs this morning. When I went to cut the trees again, I found that those trees had retreated several hundred meters. I remember everything clearly."

"No way? Is it really haunted?" Allen suddenly remembered that when he and his clansmen first arrived here, he and the old Du Fu found many strange things, as well as the giant tree that looked like a human face. , I can't forget it even if I want to.

If there were not so many strange things, maybe the camp would have to be built a little deeper. Later, it was for this reason that they listened to Cologne's suggestion and set up camp here.

"Chief, why don't we just leave it like this? The clansmen said that we offended the forest goddess, and if we continue like this, we will be cursed."

"Does the old Dolph know about this?" Allen doesn't believe in fallacies such as the forest goddess. There have been no miracles in the Saint Cassis continent for many years. That time, in the outpost county of Chaos, I still dare not draw a conclusion.

The clansmen have serious feudal superstitions. Compared with them, Old Douf, an elemental user, can barely be regarded as a strict atheist. Although he is usually unreliable, when it comes to such weird things, maybe the old rascal really understands Some.

"Master Du Fu said that he didn't know either. He said it should be man-made, but he didn't understand what happened."

Allen nodded and said, "Go and call Doof, let's go and see what's going on."

"The chief, I'm going to call Master Dufu. You two can go in a while. There is still meat stewing on the campfire in my house, so I won't go with you two."

Babylon the Great shrank his neck, turned around and ran away after speaking.

"It's really timid." Allen scolded the big Babylon who was running fast.

(End of this chapter)