Chapter 957 I’ve been tickling the bird for a long time. (Added chapter~)
The experience of riding the Thief Dragon is not particularly comfortable.
The speed of Microthiefosaurus is not slow, but the body structure with short legs makes them twist like a snake when they move forward quickly. If you want to ride stably, you have to twist with them.
Chasing along the blood trail, when the figure of Tickle Bird appeared in sight from afar, the pork chop was shaken so much that he almost vomited.
Took the ant to signal it to stop.
Ant is a little puzzled, but Pork Chop’s previous display of super fighting power makes it now willing to listen to the latter’s words.
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.
“Follow Meow.” Piglet lowered his voice and said to the ant.
Although the ant didn't understand, he could guess what the pig was going to do when he saw how he lowered his body and used the cover of trees and shrubs to follow the bird at a distance.
Just like this, I stalked the ground quietly for a while, and saw the bird jumping onto a flat stone platform, and then continued to move forward.
The ant pulled the pork chop and meowed a few words, as if he was talking about something more important.
Pork Chop didn’t understand what he heard, but at least he knew it wasn’t a warning of danger, so he quietly climbed up along the plant vines hanging from the edge of the stone platform.
Tickling Bird was sneaky after climbing up the stone platform. He looked around and did not notice Ellu and Detel following him.
After feeling safe, it walked towards a short, thick old tree.
The trunk of the old tree is very wide near the root, with a diameter of nearly twenty meters, but the height is very short, only about twenty or thirty meters. The overall shape is conical, and it looks like a huge tent from a distance.
The bare crown of the tree proves that the tree has been dead for many years and its leaves have long since fallen off. However, the unique environment of the ancient tree forest prevents the trunk from decaying quickly. Instead, it is covered with moss and flower vines, making it appear full of vitality.
Chatiao looked around again to confirm his surroundings, then lowered his head and got into the old tent-like tree.
The pork chop hidden on the edge of the stone platform rubbed his eyes.
There is no tree hole in the tree, so why did you get in? !
Hurry up and run a few steps to the old tree. After taking a closer look, Pig Chop noticed something strange.
There is actually a narrow tree hole on the tree trunk, but the hanging plants cover the tree hole very tightly. It is easy to miss it without looking carefully.
Pork Chop gets excited.
This place is simply a natural camp. The narrow entrance and exit eliminate the possibility of large monsters invading. The plants are a good cover, making it difficult for small monsters to find this place.
Although it is a little far away from the ancient giant tree, if a new camp can be set up here at a very low cost, the Commander-in-Chief and others will definitely not refuse.
“Meow, meow, meow!” The pig-chop monster smiled and pulled out the cat sword, then took out a rocket bomb from his bag and put it under his arm.
The ant following it couldn't help but take two steps back.
"Don't move around here, meow. Come in again when there is no movement." Not wanting the ant to be frightened again, Pig Chop pressed his paws and made a "wait where you are" gesture to the ant.
Ant, who understood what he meant, nodded quickly and squatted down.
“Come on Meow!” Zhupa shouted, and rushed into the tree hole with his weapon raised high.
“Gah-!”
The panicked chirping of a bird came from the tree hole.
Following that, there was the sound of an explosion, the sound of a knife cutting into flesh, the maniacal laughter of the pig's chop "Meow, meow, meow, meow!", and the miserable howl of a scratching bird.
There was chaos in the tree cave.
The ants heard the hair on their necks explode and found a bush to hide in. They covered their ears and waited for the battle to end.
As for victory or defeat? Ant, who had seen Pork Chop's strength before, didn't think it would lose.
The howling of the birds in the tree hole changed from panic to anger, then to cruelty, then to weakness, and finally returned to calm.
In this tree hole with an area of only 20 to 30 square meters, the scene was a bit bloody.
Tickling Bird, covered in cuts and burn marks from explosions, lay on the ground, his tongue hanging out. His limbs were still twitching slightly, but his pupils were already dilated and lifeless. The ant stretched out its bone staff and poked the bird on the head. After confirming that the bird was dead, it jumped up happily.
After Zhupa shook off the blood drops on his body, he slowly wiped his weapon, looking like a tough guy.
The ants ran over and circled around the pork chop. Everyone could hear the excitement in their meows.
"You have a grudge against it?" Zhupa felt that the ant was a little unusually excited.
The ants climbed onto the carcass of the scratching bird and stepped on it several times as if to vent their anger.
It was only then that Pork Chop noticed that there were many murals inside the tree hole, and there were some fragments of earthen jars in the corners.
This was originally one of the camps of the Deters?
It's no wonder, Deter is not a strange-faced tribe. They have a docile personality and relatively small courage. Generally, they will not take the initiative to conflict with monsters.
Ants will find trouble in tickling birds, most likely because they are angry that their homes have been taken away.
This can be regarded as a revenge for them.
But then again, if this tree hole belonged to the Deters, would there be any trouble setting up a camp?
Pork chop is a bit worrying.
As soon as the catharsis passed, the ant realized that the pork chop had not been peeled off yet, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed, and quickly jumped down from the scratched bird's body, signaling to the latter that it could be peeled off.
Pork Chop has no need for bird-tickling materials. After a simple search, he saw that there were no more precious materials such as bird, dragon, jade, etc., so he lost interest and let the ants deal with it as they pleased.
The ants were very surprised. For the Detel group, there was rarely a chance to harvest such a large prey.
The meat, leather and bones of the birds are all very valuable resources to them.
It waved its paws, meowed a few times, and then ran out of the tree hole quickly.
Pork 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. One of them was older, seemed to be the elder of their group, and actually understood some languages of the Old World.
“You’re a cat, you’re a cat, you’re a cat in a cage here.” Old Detel’s tone was not very standard, but at least it was understandable.
Pork Chop has heard of this Detel tribe, because they live near the ancient giant tree and have occasional contact with the people of the investigation team.
Especially the orc researcher Monroe, who often goes to look for them. His New World orc language seems to have been learned from the Cage Clan.
So, the old Detel in front of me should have learned the common language of the Old World from Mr. Monroe?
While other Deters were cutting up the bodies, Pig Chops communicated with Old Deters.
After listening to Old Detel'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.
Tickling birds like to sneak into monster nests and steal eggs. If they are just herbivorous dragon eggs, that's it. The problem is that they dare to steal eggs from any monster.
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The angry monsters can't find the culprit, so they will cause chaos everywhere.
The insect cage family has become a victim. Detel is not the only one who has been injured or even died due to the monster's madness. Whenever this guy goes to steal eggs, they can't 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 warmly 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 ant, 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.
(End of this chapter)