For the next two hours, Dean ran around like a top, spinning wildly in circles in the sea of Gaia trees, almost lifting up the land, and finally captured most of the marked monsters.
With only the last Cerro Tree Turtle left, his actions tonight will come to a successful conclusion.
Arriving at the spot marked by the mark, Dean stood on a thick branch and looked down.
The Cerro tree turtle I saw during the day was taking a nap with its eyes closed, and next to it, there was a small tree turtle that was nearly half the size.
Most animals are cuter when they are young.
Cerro tree turtles are no exception.
This young turtle, both in color and appearance, exudes the tenderness of a fledgling.
There is a fiery red sapling on top, which looks much better than the Cerro Tree Turtle next to it.
Dean's eyes wandered between the two monsters, and he quickly judged based on the texture of the turtle shell that these should be two related monsters.
Rather, the only explanation for being able to get along fairly harmoniously is the existence of kinship.
Is this considered... buy one, get one free?
Dean, who didn't expect such an unexpected gain at all, couldn't help but sigh.
So enthusiastic.
He felt a little embarrassed.
Dean looked at the baby-level monster that was much smaller in size, opened the system, and checked the information about the Cerro Tree Turtle.
The companion trees of ordinary Cerro tree turtles are all green. This monster has a red companion tree, so it is most likely not an ordinary monster.
Sure enough, the information panel that appeared in front of him revealed the true identity of this monster.
[Warcraft Race: Cerro Tree Turtle·Mutant]
[Gender: Female]
[Talent: Companion·Mutation]
[Introduction to Warcraft: A very precious mutated individual, the companion tree on its body has undergone some kind of benign mutation, which can enhance the bloodline ability of Warcraft, and has extraordinary appeal to Warcraft. 】
[Level: Low-level monster (infancy stage)]
[Status: Good]
…
After reading the introduction given by the system, Dean even felt like he should buy a lottery ticket today.
Even mutated monsters could fall from the sky into a bowl. He suddenly felt that nothing he would encounter in this forest would be surprising.
Looking at the position of the Cerro Tree Turtle, Dean repeated his old trick. Before the monster noticed him, he punched it in the head. The Cerro Tree Turtle, which likes to sleep with its neck stretched out, couldn't even struggle. If not, he loses consciousness.
Dean opened the turtle's mouth again and threw a tube of potion into it. After helping the monster swallow it, he stuffed the Cerro tree turtle into the system.
Then, he turned to look at the small monster.
Looking at it from this position, it looks even more petite.
Dean visually estimated that this guy was just born, and his combat effectiveness was basically negligible.
So he chose to attack the bigger one first.
Deal with the more difficult ones first, and then deal with the less difficult ones. Dean set the sequential goals based on this idea.
According to common sense, what he thought was indeed correct, but if he encountered some magical beasts with a backstage, it would be easy to overturn.
For example, this mutant turtle in front of me.
The Cerro Tree Turtle blinked its ruby-like eyes, raised its head, and let out a long cry.
The sound was not loud, even a little funny, but a not-so-good premonition slowly rose in Dean's heart.
He made a prompt decision, picked up the turtle and stuffed it into the system, turned around and ran away.
At the moment he turned around, a crow that was lying quietly on the trunk of the tree was lifted up.
The huge animal head passed directly through the sea of trees and stood tall among the clouds.
The fog barrier blocked the sight of the Warcraft. The Cerro Tree Turtle opened its mouth and took a deep breath. In an instant, most of the surrounding fog barrier was cleared.
The huge figure also appeared in Dean's sight.
[Warcraft name: Cerro Tree Turtle]
[Gender: Male]
[Talent: Companionship]
[Introduction to Warcraft: A powerful Warcraft that has survived for hundreds of years and can use light to absorb energy.
It carries a contract with a mysterious figure, which limits its actions and strength breakthroughs.
Because of eating the leaves produced by the mutated Cerro Tree Turtle, the bloodline ability has been slightly improved. 】
[Level: Quasi-Saint Level]
[Status: Angry]
…
With just a cursory glance, the information he saw made Dean's scalp numb. He took a photo of Xiao Lan who was holding his hair tightly, and then used teleportation to escape into the distance.
The Cerro Tree Turtle quickly locked onto the turtle thief's position. It opened its mouth angrily, and a thick beam of energy light cannon spewed out from the monster's mouth and shot towards Dean's foothold.
If Kana and Xiaolan hadn't reacted in time and adjusted Dean's direction, this energy cannon would have landed on him.
Dean, who had deviated from the original track, turned around, looked at the huge pothole on the ground, and couldn't help but take a breath.
Is this the result of "restrictions on movement"?
He cursed while running for his life.
Which mysterious person is so unreliable? Movement is restricted, but this old turtle can still take advantage of the loopholes.
Avoiding the attack of the second energy beam, Dean and all the magic pets on him began to operate urgently, almost raising their attention to 200%, and barely managed to avoid the locked attack of the holy monster.
Seeing this, the ancestor-level Cerro Tree Turtle became even more angry.
It moved its thick limbs, trying to break free from the chains of the contract that bound itself. The turtle shell collided with the chains turned into energy, making a thunderous sound.
Along with the weird roar of the monster, it was heard all the way to the witch's house in the distance.
Every sound that hits the quiet building seems to bring out a hint of "loss of tolerance" and "accumulation of anger points".
Soon, an unbearable roar came from the witch's house wrapped in darkness.
"I'm going to die!"
"It's late at night, who has nothing to do to amuse the old turtle?"
After a period of cursing, the woman flew out of the room in her nightgown and landed on the roof.
At her feet, the residential area that had been plunged into darkness began to light up one after another.
"What's the fuss about?"
Lilia pushed open the window with a bang, revealing a face full of irritability.
She looked in the direction of the Cerro Tree Turtle, and her bloodshot eyes suddenly burst out with strong murderous intent.
The next second, a staff as tall as a man was placed against the window.
"It's just you kid who won't sleep here and jumps around all night, right?"
Moving the spectacle lens transformed by Eagle Eye magic to the front of her right eye, Lilia pointed in the direction of the monster and raised her staff.
"Just wait for death, old turtle!"
She closed her left eye and sneered.
"I'll cut off your shell to make turtle soup tonight!"
