Chapter 285 What Kind of Monster Is That?

Outside the "safe place" burned by the dragon, there is still the territory of jungle and humid air, as well as those unnamed vines, mushrooms and flowers with strange fragrance.

The striped guide wanted to go out first, but was stopped by Dan. The soldier next to him handed over a set of breastplates with strange patterns painted with red dye. He stood beside the striped guide.

He stood there a little at a loss, his hands and feet seemed to be disobedient and didn't know where to put them. It was the first time he put on metal armor with the help of others.

Sure enough, just like those fellow tribesmen who had fought with foreigners said, this kind of hard clothes is really comfortable to wear. He gently tapped the breastplate painted with a layer of paint. I couldn't help but think in my heart that if it was the stone weapons of the tribe, I'm afraid it would be impossible to leave a little scar on this kind of clothes.

Without saying anything, the striped guide Gada Guga naturally felt that this was a reward for his death. As a local, Gada Guga knew better than anyone what it meant to suddenly disappear in the jungle. Many times, this kind of disappearance is even the disappearance of an entire tribe. Gada Guga still remembers that when he was a teenager, several "civilized" tribes in the north launched a surprise attack on the cannibal tribe inland at the instigation of those foreigners on the coast. When they waited until the gray fog in the early morning dissipated and suddenly appeared outside one of the cannibal tribes, the elders of the tribe suddenly led all the warriors in fear and fled from the relatively large tribe as if they were avoiding groups of shadow pterosaurs or upright lizards in the depths of the jungle that would suddenly attack human settlements.

Gada Guga was a young warrior who had just worn the snake lizard teeth and had not experienced the blood sacrifice ceremony. When he left, he took a look at the tribe out of curiosity.

Then he would never forget the scene he saw.

The empty tribe looked no different from when they had invaded the tribe before to rescue the captured warriors. The bonfire in the center of the tribe was still burning, and it was not extinguished according to the custom during wartime. There was also boiling broth and dried meat ready for barbecue next to the bonfire. The houses built of trees even had their doors open - this was a daily routine when there were no enemies. The simple conical platform next to the campfire - the spotted people didn't know why there was basically such an altar in every tribe, but all blood sacrifices were carried out on the altar, and rotten internal organs were piled on the altar. The blood of the blood sacrifices that had accumulated for many years flowed on the altar, and the tower built of mud and oily black stone was stained with blood.

But in the eyes of Gada Guga, the blood that should have been accustomed to seeping into the altar was so dazzling at that moment.

The memories ended, and the spotted guide knew very well what they were facing. In their legends, people who suddenly disappeared in the jungle were cursed, and they would never return to the temple of the ancient gods they believed in.

So, since he accepted the gift from the foreigners, he had to be responsible for the foreigners.

He had just taken a step when he was stopped by the old soldier. The old soldier shook his head and signaled him not to rush.

Then the striped guide almost dropped his jaw in shock. He saw Dan holding the necklace on his chest tightly, and carefully led Beile out in front of him. Centros followed closely behind them, stretching out his long neck to protect the uncle and nephew.

The sentry was not too far away from the "safe place" built by the dragon. Dan realized what happened almost as soon as he saw it.

The soldier could not have simply disappeared.

Instead, he was kidnapped by something. A very clear bloodstain, along with a long trace, plowed the soft ground.

"Have you checked where the trace goes?"

Dan frowned.

The old soldier who followed shook his head: "Without you, we dare not go deep into the jungle, but according to the traces, Andrew was suddenly attacked by a big guy that he could not resist, or a guy who could make him fall silently, and then the enemy dragged him for a while."

"No, it's a cannibal."

The striped guide suddenly said.

Looking at the guide's determined eyes, Beile couldn't help asking, "How are you sure?" Then he realized that Gada Guga didn't understand his language, so he could only look at Dan.

"Not those cannibal tribes?"

"Last night, this one, put on hard clothes." The striped guide was very clear, there was a trace of fear in his eyes, but there was no awe that might have existed in the past: "Cannibal devils, ghouls, there is no way, tear hard clothes, the sound, can be heard."

Cendroth suddenly roared softly.

Dan received the voice from the dragon.

Cendroth seemed to smell a very uncomfortable smell.

"Uncle, what is this?"

Belle suddenly handed a shiny thing to Dan.

It was a smooth scale, like a dragon scale, and like the scale of some reptile.

"Bachelor!"

Dan was about to ask the bachelor to take a look, and the ruby ​​dragon sculpture on his chest suddenly became hot. Dan did not hesitate to pull Beile back. The veteran and a silver blood army cavalry cooperated tacitly and stabbed the spear at Dan's position.

The mud burst out.

A hunched figure suddenly jumped out from where Dan had just stood, and the black stone spear in its hand trembled. It fell to the ground dejectedly.

The veteran and the Silver Blood Army cavalry suddenly pulled out the spears that were deeply inserted into the body of the thing.

A trace of fear flashed across the face of the spotted guide, and Cendros sprayed a blazing dragon flame onto the ground without hesitation.

The moist soil was hardened, and a hoarse sound seemed to come from under the ground.

After calming down a little, Beile looked at the thing killed by two soldiers with some fear.

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"Seven Hells, what is this?"

The scholar only poked his head out from behind at this time, when he saw the humanoid creature with a huge head, no eyes, a mouth full of sharp teeth, long arms, very short legs, and gray and smooth skin.

"Caveman? How is it possible!"

Westeros.

King's Landing, Red Castle.

In King Daeron's bedroom, the scholars came and went, with a haze on their faces.

Princess Rhaena, the king's sister and the wife of Prince Aegon, was crying and leaning on her sister Princess Elona's arms, somewhat at a loss. Rhaegen Varese, as Princess Elona's husband, stood beside the princess with a serious face.

"Your Highness, His Majesty has fallen into a coma. We..." The Grand Maester sighed and walked out of the bedroom. "There is no way to save him."

Princess Rhaegen's body swayed, but was still stabilized by Princess Elona.

Rhaegen looked at the row of ministers in the royal meeting opposite with a serious face, but the captain of the Kingsguard, Garin Dingwater, stood beside him.

"My father and brother will be here later."

Rhaegen said seriously.

"I hope you all will be steady."