After entering this area, you can only rely on the intuition and experience of the head dragon.
Also, under the turf, there are many dark pits dug by small animals...
This kind of dark pit also makes the Swift Mud Dragon dare not let go of its speed while moving forward.
As a result of various circumstances, everyone walked much slower.
What was going on ahead...? "
On a relatively wide stretch of turf, Mai Fan noticed movement.
The harpy flying in the sky returned and sent a message to Mai Fan: "Don't worry, Master, it's just a small-scale hunting."
A group of prairie black foxes are fighting wits and courage with the mice in the cave.
After hearing the report, Mai Fan thought this was a life-and-death fight in the animal world...
But when they passed by this venue, he realized that this was basically a battle of magic.
Whether it's a black mouse relying on a hole in the ground to defend and counterattack, or a black fox jumping up and down on the lawn at the entrance of the hole...
They attack each other with dark magic.
Of course, due to the issue of racial hierarchy, these magics are not painful in Mai Fan's opinion.
But even if it is a low-level magic, if it hits a person of the same level, it will be a matter of life and death, and it can also determine life or death.
Just looking at it like this is very tragic.
Probably because Mai Fan was too immersed in watching, the harpy that had been flying in mid-air even explained it to him.
Because it is condescending and has a unique perspective, it can see scenes that these creatures on the ground cannot see.
Therefore, it is very exciting to explain.
"There are many pits in the area we went around, and there are more than just black rats living in these pits."
"Master, look, thirty meters diagonally ahead..."
"The two mice emerged from the ground, and the fox rushed over..."
"But they forgot...the existence of another creature."
The harpy was talking... clatter... many very similar creatures suddenly appeared in the middle of those holes.
It doesn't look like something serious...
The exposed part is like a slender straw.
The material is like rubber or a jelly-like gel-like substance.
It's a little soft, but relatively tough. It's hooked, but it's extremely fast, and it rolls in the direction of those black foxes and big mice.
When this thing suddenly came out...
The big rat and the little fox, which were originally torn into a ball, suddenly stopped moving.
It was as if they had forgotten that they were enemies who could not coexist with each other. They opened their mouths in unison and pointed their sharpest teeth at these strange creatures.
At the same time, what little magic power they had left was all swayed on this creature.
It's a pity that it doesn't have much effect... Bang bang bang, after several clouds of black mist exploded...
These tentacles were only knocked back briefly, and then because they felt the location of the attack, they attacked in that direction at a faster speed.
Bang, this is a hole made by the tentacle in the grass.
Where it attacked, the little fox and the big mouse had already started running wildly.
Just kidding, all attack methods have failed...
If you stay here at this time, wouldn't you be asking for your own death?
It's a pity that they have forgotten that if a creature more powerful than them appears, they will not return empty-handed.
It was at this time that Mai Fan knew that there were always some bumpy holes under his feet...
Who made these holes?
In front of the passage where the black fox was running wildly, bang, another tentacle suddenly appeared...
With a crash, the leather tube-like mouth opened and directly used the black fox as a head covering.
Gulu, gulu, several swallowing sounds were heard, and the black fox was swallowed into the rubber-like tube tentacles.
After successfully catching the prey, the tentacle seemed to have completed its task. It closed the opening at the front end, slipped out, and then burrowed back into the ground.
Mai Fan thought that the capture of the black fox allowed the big mouse to escape.
Who would have thought that the big rat that was escaping in another direction would be caught by another one in the next second?
"Is there more than one of them?"
Mai Fan frowned and looked at the map where only one red dot appeared.
"No, Master, this is called Fujitora...it is the most destructive hunting group in the edge of the desert."
"Thanks to the fact that it is not easy for this ethnic group to reproduce and grow..."
"Otherwise, even this grassy area will not be able to escape its poison."
"This should be a full-grown rattan tiger...this lawn is its hunting area."
"And its hiding place should be more than ten meters underground."
"It started as a little Fujitora and slowly grew to such a big size."
"For every year it successfully survives, it can divide one more tentacle on its body."
"When the number of tentacles reaches a certain size, the area within its reach will be its feeding area."
"It provides a natural burrow, a refuge, for these large rats."
"But at the same time, when it wakes up from its slumber, that's when it collects rent."
"The lifespan of these prairie tortoises is only a dozen years."
"Coupled with the extremely large number of natural enemies, the Fujitora's hunting interval can allow these big mice to reproduce for two or three generations."
"Normally, because they live in areas where Fujitora may exist, their living environment is much more comfortable than other weaker groups."
"It's really rare to see such a scene today..."
In other words, on one side of their team, underneath the ground, there was a huge creature.
So with such a huge thing, why not do it to them?
Before Mai Fan could ask his question, the harpy's answer followed.
"Our elders told us about this kind of rattan tiger... we also saw it when they came to the grassland to plunder."
"Master, have you seen the size of their tentacles?"
The thickness of these tentacles is directly related to the size of the prey they hunt.
"Such Fujitora, although troublesome, does not pose a threat to a race of our size."
Because I can’t swallow it.
"Unless it's the kind of mutated Fujitora that has not been seen once in thousands of years..."
"Once something like this appears, it will be a disaster for the grassland!"
As the harpy was talking... her face suddenly changed.
"No! Master, hide quickly!"
Mai Fan didn't know what she saw, but it was always right to listen to the words of this outpost attendant.
It’s also thanks to the fact that there are more wormwood and mounds here.
Under Mai Fan's arrangement, everyone first stayed away from the patch of grass where Fujitora was, and then hid in the sand dunes full of wormwood.
Fortunately, the weather in the dark area is not hot.
Everyone buried their bodies in the sand dunes with only their two eyes exposed, but it was still bearable.
