I’m Really Not Targeting the Mages

086 Milestone: Egg Demolition Expert

primeval forest.

rainy night.

The giant tree species with a height of hundreds of meters completely blocked the moonlight.

The rushing water flowed down from the crown of the giant tree species, not like rain, but more like a waterfall.

A series of small waterfalls flow freely to various parts of the forest.

Eventually shallow puddles form in the lowlands of the humic zone.

The puddles soon became ponds.

There was silence all around.

On a slanting branch above a certain pond is the nest of a giant blue harrier.

The original owner of the lair is nowhere to be found.

Crouching inside at this moment is a hunter in camouflage.

The cold raindrops hit him, making a fine and pleasant sound.

But he always maintained a motionless posture, his eyes fixed on the front.

over there.

There is an open air den.

There are more than 20 huge oval spheres in the nest.

That's the egg of the Ben Thunder Dragon!

Near the lair, there is a low hill that is not commonly seen in the primeval forest.

Same with Lurking Hunters.

Despite the wind and rain, the low mountain still remains motionless.

A lively demonized squirrel jumped over the mountain bag.

Make sure there are no obstacles ahead.

It cheerfully sends out a message like a whistle to the rear.

not for a while.

Hundreds of squirrels jumped over in the rain.

The scene is very novel.

The hunter held his breath and raised his vigilance.

But until all the squirrels had passed the dwarf hill, nothing unusual happened.

It rained harder.

...

"It has been raining for five days."

Roger pursed his lips tightly, his expression slightly stern.

Although he has deliberately avoided the small waterfall flowing down from the giant tree species, the humid air is still crazily diluting his unique "camouflage"——

It was a mixture of Bentonosaurus feces and urine.

The taste is very punchy.

But Roger lived and fed.

As an excellent monster hunter, this is something that must be done.

a week ago.

He took that team of horned demons into the primeval forest, and it didn't take long to find traces of the Ben Thunder Dragon's activities.

Under the pursuit of the ultimate hunter.

He found this lair.

The more than twenty dragon eggs in the lair made him salivate.

But the rockery next to the dragon egg reminded him.

It's not just dragon eggs.

More bait.

The cunning of Ben Thunder Dragon is far beyond that of ordinary monsters.

Although they are already at the top of the original forest ecological niche, they do not directly hunt their prey, but choose a more energy-saving mode of waiting for work.

This pattern is actually not very consistent with the laws of super predators.

But in Mystra, anything is possible.

for example.

The Boneyard is obviously a barren land.

But at its southern end, there is such a primeval forest full of giant tree species and gigantic monsters.

This in itself is something that cannot be explained by common sense.

All Roger can do is accept this setting.

Then through careful observation, find the flaws of the Ben Thunder Dragon.

For now.

These dragon eggs are the biggest flaws.

But this is also the bait that the female Ben Brontosaurus deliberately releases to greedy people.

In this deep jungle.

The identities of predator and prey are always in a delicate dynamic balance.

Until the last moment, no one knows who will die.

...

Ben Leilong is very patient.

So did Roger.

But the problem is, once the smell on his body dissipates, there is a danger of revealing his location!

"Wait another half day."

Roger silently counted the time.

It was raining.

In the early morning a pack of direclaws came.

They explored for a while near the Ben Thunder Dragon's lair.

In the end, he ran away vigilantly.

The female Ben Thunder Dragon remained motionless.

noon.

The body odor dissipated to the point where it was almost unbearable.

Roger silently crawled away from the giant blue harrier's nest.

...

The egg-stealing plan is declared bankrupt.

Roger was not discouraged.

He came to a temporary camp six kilometers away.

The camp was built under the hollow of a giant tree species.

In that narrow entrance.

It is a particularly open underground space.

colder than the surface.

It's warm and humid here.

A large conference room in the camp.

There are more than two dozen small rooms.

Industrious horned fiends avoid the soft humus as they dig.

They dug directly to the hard soil layer about 30 meters underground.

This can not only ensure the safety of the temporary camp, but also ensure a certain degree of comfort.

When Roger returned to the camp, he quickly changed his clothes.

Summon the servants.

"How is the progress of the project in the valley?"

he asked.

A middle-aged horned monster with a broken horn replied in broken Common Tongue:

"It's... done."

He is the captain appointed by Roger, named Ugwu.

The reason for choosing him as captain is simple.

He speaks the common language.

Although only [biqudao www.biqudao.info] has a little bit.

But compared with other common language illiterates, it is already a huge advantage in employment.

"very good."

Roger nodded:

"At present, plan A has failed, and I am going to implement plan B."

"But to start Plan B, I need a brave man who may sacrifice at any time."

"Although you are just my servants, I still want to ask for your opinions."

This is the difference between a contractor and an ordinary summoner.

Contracted creatures are more like true companions.

Of course Roger could order them to die.

But it was a blood loss for him.

The horned golems discussed for a while.

the end.

Ugwu said, "They are all willing...the brave...as long as the blood is not in vain."

Roger said nothing.

He took out the "Watcher's Armor" from the cauldron and threw it on the ground.

"I asked someone to change it, maybe it still doesn't fit a bit."

"But it's still first-class armor."

Roger pointed to the heavy armor and said:

"The first person to wear it will become the brave who challenges the Ben Thunder Dragon head-on."

Say it.

He strode out of the basement.

Soon after, there was the restless sound of horned demons wrestling with each other.

In the dry sound of drizzling water.

It seems extra pleasant to listen to.

...

next morning.

Ben Leilong's lair, at the crown of the giant tree.

Roger was condescending, overlooking the short mountain and the dragon eggs, and slowly took out two dark purple bottles in his hands.

...

"Hand Tumor Bullet (Fire): Super High Concentration Fire Element Polymer"

"Magic Power Abundance: 12"

"Throwing/detonation: within the effective explosion radius, the explosion fixed damage is 240, the fire damage is 16/second, and the duration is 60 seconds; the periphery decreases gradually"

"Producer: Roger and his eternal brother duergar"

...

The next second, he took a deep breath, aimed at the pile of dragon eggs below, and smashed down one after another with his hand tumors!

The sky-shaking sound exploded on the ground.

When the first hand tumor bomb hit the ground.

"Dwarf Mountain" moved.

Unfortunately, she was too late.

A total of four hand tumor bombs fell down.

More than twenty dragon eggs were instantly wiped out!

"Roar!"

The awakened Ben Leilong made a loud noise, and the giant tree species where Roger was was hit by its roots!

Without saying a word, he turned around and ran away!