The Hidden Knight of Mystra Chapter 086 Milestone: Egg-Removing Expert

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Primeval forest.

Rainy night.

Giant trees that were hundreds of meters tall completely blocked out the moonlight.

The gurgling water flows down from the crowns of the giant trees, not like rain, but more like a waterfall.

Small waterfalls flow throughout the forest.

Eventually, shallow puddles form in the lowlands of the humus zone.

The puddle soon became a pond.

It was quiet all around.

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

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

Crawling inside at the moment is a hunter in camouflage.

The cold raindrops hit him, making a pleasant sound.

But he always remained motionless, his eyes fixed forward.

There.

There is an open air nest.

There are more than twenty huge oval spheres stacked in the nest.

That's a thunder dragon's egg!

Near the nest, there is a low hill that is not common in primeval forests.

Like a lurking hunter.

Regardless of wind and rain, the low hill remains unmoved.

A lively demonized squirrel jumped over the hill.

Make sure there are no obstacles ahead.

It cheerfully sent a message to the rear that sounded like a whistle.

After a while.

Hundreds of squirrels puffed and hopped over in the rain.

The scene was very novel.

The hunter held his breath and became more alert.

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

The rain is getting heavier.

…

"It has been raining for five days."

Roger pursed his lips, his expression a little serious.

Although he had deliberately avoided the small waterfall flowing down from the giant tree, the humid air was still frantically diluting his unique "camouflage" -

It was a mixture of the feces and urine of the Thunder Dragon.

The taste is very strong.

But Roger had food and shelter.

As a good monster hunter, this is something that must be done.

A week ago.

He led the team of horned demons into the primeval forest, and soon discovered traces of the activities of the thunder dragon.

On the trail of the ultimate hunter.

He found the nest.

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

But the rockery next to the dragon eggs reminded him.

This isn't just dragon eggs.

It's more of a bait.

The cunningness of the Thunder Dragon far exceeds that of ordinary monsters.

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

This pattern actually does not quite fit the rules of super predators.

But in Mystra, anything is possible.

For example.

The burial place is clearly a wasteland.

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

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

All Roger could do was accept this setting.

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

At present.

These dragon eggs are the biggest flaw.

But this is also a bait deliberately released by the female Thunder Dragon to the greedy.

In this deep jungle.

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

No one knows who will win until the last moment.

…

The Thunder Dragon is very patient.

The same is true for Roger.

But the problem is that once the scent on his body dissipates, there is a danger of exposing his position!

"Wait half a day longer."

Roger calculated the time silently.

The rain is pouring down.

A group of Deinonychus came in the early morning.

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

In the end, he ran away alertly.

The female Thunder Dragon remained motionless.

Around noon.

The smell on his body dissipated to the point where it was almost invisible.

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

…

The plan to steal the eggs failed.

Roger was not discouraged.

He came to a temporary camp six kilometers away.

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

In that shallow and narrow entrance.

It is a particularly open underground space.

Compared to the coldness of the surface.

It is warm and humid here.

A large meeting room in the camp.

There are about twenty small rooms.

The industrious horned devils avoided the soft humus layer when digging.

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

This ensures the safety of the temporary camp while also ensuring a certain level of comfort.

Roger returned to the camp and quickly changed his clothes.

Gather the servants.

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

He asked.

A middle-aged horned demon with a broken horn replied in broken common language:

"It's already...completed."

He was the captain appointed by Roger, named Ugu.

The reason for choosing him as captain is simple.

He speaks Common.

Although only a little bit.

But compared with other general language illiterate people, it is already a huge advantage in getting a job.

"very good."

Roger nodded:

"At this point, Plan A has failed, so I'm going to implement Plan B."

"But if I want to activate Plan B, I need a brave man who can sacrifice himself at any time."

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

This is the difference between a Contract Master and an ordinary Summoner.

Contracted creatures are more like real companions.

Roger could certainly order them to die.

But this is a huge loss for him.

The horned demons discussed for a while.

Finally.

Ugwu said: "They are all willing...brave men...as long as their blood is not shed in vain."

Roger said nothing.

He took out the "Watcher Armor" from the crucible and threw it on the ground.

"I asked someone to alter it, but it may still not fit properly."

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

Roger pointed at the heavy armor and said:

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

After saying that.

He strode out of the basement.

Soon, the noisy sounds of horned demons fighting each other came from behind.

In the boring sound of dripping water.

It sounds extra pleasant to the ear.

…

The next morning.

The lair of the thunder dragon, in the crown of a giant tree.

Roger looked down at the hill and the dragon eggs, and slowly took out two dark purple bottles.

…

"Hand tumor bomb (fire): ultra-high concentration of fire element polymer"

"Magic Abundance: 12"

"Throw/detonate: Within the effective explosion radius, the explosion has a fixed damage of 240, the fire damage is 16/second, and the duration is 60 seconds; the damage decreases gradually in the outer area."

"Producer: Roger and his eternal brother, the Gray Dwarf"

…

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

A deafening sound exploded from the ground.

When the first tumor bomb landed.

The "short mountain" began to move.

Unfortunately, it was too late for her.

A total of four hand tumor bullets were thrown down.

More than twenty dragon eggs turned to ashes in an instant!

"roar!"

The awakened Thunder Dragon made a deafening noise, and the giant tree where Roger was was knocked down by the roots!

Without saying a word, he turned around and ran!