Chapter 92 Hunting the Horseman (, please subscribe)
Rove rode a broomstick to swipe through the forest, turned around the winding mountain road, and finally came to a swamp covered with purple mist.
He put on the gas mask and flew over the muddy swamp, looking for gas frogs.
Gas frogs, like Pegasus, are collectively referred to as a class of magical creatures. According to different living environments, they are divided into:
Toxic Gas Frogs, Sleeping Gas Frogs, Paralyzing Gas Frogs, and Explosive Gas Frogs.
As you can tell from the name, the gas gas released by each gas frog has different magical effects.
Rove's goal is to explode the gas frogs. Their magical talent is that they can produce a special magical substance. Once sprayed out, only a little spark is needed to cause a big explosion.
Rove's current magic seems to be various, but most of them are single-point attacks, and rarely large-scale damage.
The magic talent of the explosive gas frog can just make up for his current lack of strength.
The fog above the swamp was steaming, and there was a sudden sound of horseshoes in the fog, and Rove pricked up his ears vigilantly.
How could there be horse people nearby?
According to his flying speed, it is impossible for Ronan to follow so quickly, it can only be other centaurs.
But except for Ronan, most centaurs are hostile to wizards. Baine, whom Rove met last time, aimed his bow and arrow at his head as soon as they met.
With experience and lessons, Rove had to be cautious when he heard the sound of horseshoes again. If he was attacked and died in such a place, it would be a wilderness, and no one would know.
He flicked the broom and flew towards the place where the sound came from.
The night gave Rove the greatest protection.
But he was still young, with too little combat experience, and underestimated the perception ability of a top hunter.
The broomstick drives the flow of mist, making the horseman instantly aware of someone approaching from behind.
She turned around abruptly, raised her bow and arrow, and pulled out a refined feather arrow from her back quiver.
The young man said, "Dazzling flash!"
The magic from the dazzled bird made Rove's eyes bloom brightly, and the white light was dazzling. The centaur felt that his eyes were going to be blind, and his eyes were so white that he couldn't see anything.
But based on her feeling, she still let go of her two fingers, the bowstring broke with a loud bang, and shot an arrow towards the enemy.
Such a short distance is enough to penetrate the opponent's body, causing the opponent to lose combat power in an instant...
But Rove didn't dodge at all, his skin suddenly turned silver-gray, as if coated with a layer of dragon scales, and the arrow feathers were suddenly bounced off by the skin, obliquely inserted into the swamp.
The broomstick under Rove's crotch flew towards the centaur. She closed her eyes, felt the gust of wind blowing by her ears, and instantly drew a dagger from her waist, and slashed in a certain direction.
Only halfway through the cut, both hands were tightly entangled by a vine, and then...
Rove appeared beside the centaur, and punched the centaur in the chest, trying to force him to bend down, and then received a beautiful flying knee...
But I didn't know that the punch seemed to hit a large piece of cotton, which was soft and full of elasticity.
Rove had no choice but to swing his wrist, letting the vines entangle the short knife, and the back of the knife slammed hard on the fair neck of the centaur, knocking him unconscious.
Rove was sitting on the broomstick, so he had the time to look at each other's appearance:
A female horseman with long blond hair and a ponytail. She is particularly tall, but she doesn't look masculine. She is more heroic and beautiful, but she gives people a wild and unruly feeling.
At her throat, there is also a ruby reflecting light, like the red light of a comet.
The centaurs also had jewels hanging from their earlobes.
She also had various weapons hanging from her: a sharpened spear, a stone mallet, a dagger, a rope net, and even a few rusty swords.
The centaur usually doesn't wear clothes, but the upper body of this centaur is covered with a layer of mesh clothes made of vines, and her chest is like a heavy wheat ear, which can almost break the vines.
There was a sudden "ding" in Rove's brain.
[A female horseman is detected, triggering side missions:
Completed 100% domestication of Nymeria, rewards:
[Nymeria's Divination Talent] (quest not completed)
Rove was stunned for a moment. He squinted his eyes and pondered carefully. Why does the name Nymeria sound so familiar... She seems to be Bane's fiancée, right?
The system...that's someone else's fiancee!
Although escaped marriage!
But you domesticate me? !
Who do you take me for? !
After an unknown period of time, Nymeria woke up slowly, her eyes were only a little confused, and then became sharp instantly. She found that she was not blind, and she actually recovered her eyesight.
But the body has been tied to a tree by a thick vine.
A young wizard is riding a broomstick with a firefly lantern on the end and reading a book.
"you're awake?"
Rove stood up, twisted his neck lazily, bent down, and looked at Nymeria, "Why did you attack me?"
"I didn't intend to attack you, wizard." Nymelie said with a sigh of relief: "You sneaked up on me, I thought Bain and the others found me, and they raised their bows and arrows vigilantly..."
Rove sighed. It turned out to be a misunderstanding. Both parties were too sensitive, thinking that the other party was a horseman.
"Then why are you here?" Rove asked again.
Nymeria did not answer, but asked instead: "Did Ronan send you here?"
Rove frowned, and he denied it, "I don't know Ronan."
"Don't be nervous, Rolf Scamander." Nymeria said softly: "Ronan said that you were looking for the habitat of the gas frog, and he didn't know. It was I who divination found this area and told him .”
"You told him?" Rove raised his eyebrows, "What's the relationship between Ronan and you, helping you like this?"
"It doesn't matter." Nymeria shook her head and said, "Ronan just didn't want to see me killed. He asked me to come to you because he wanted to make a deal with you."
Rove stared at Nymeria intently, and said, "What is the deal?"
"I am more familiar with this forest than Ronan." Nymeria panted, "I can do whatever you trade with him, and I know what he doesn't know, because my divination is better than him... ..."
"The gas frog can see it, he can't find it, but I can divination it!"
"Ronan wants Honey Duke's food, you don't want this too, do you?" Rove asked with interest.
"No." Nymeria said seriously: "I escaped from the centaur tribe, and I hardly brought any useful things with me. I want to exchange for some useful things."
"what?"
"Weapons and supplies!"
Rove leaned back slightly, glanced at Nymeria, frowned and said, "With your ability, you can survive in this forest just by relying on the bow in your hand?"
"That's right." Nymeria smiled, with a heroic smile on her lips and said, "But with these things alone, you can't hunt the centaur."
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