strictlysupreme Chapter 606 - 275: Two Hunting Teams_1
Chapter 606 - 275: Two Hunting Teams_1
Chapter 606: Chapter 275: Two Hunting Teams_1Just outside the rampant forest fire, there was a small hill.
The hill was gently sloping, and not very steep from the foot to the top. The top was covered with dense yellow thatch, and occasionally there were a few small clumps of carmaker fruit, growing wantonly amidst the clusters of grass, unfolding their small, beautiful flower clusters.
At the foot of the hill, on the edge of the dense forest, a few Soharu trees were scattered around. Due to the lack of competition, these ancient ferns grow as tall as six to seven meters. Their umbrella-like canopies were almost as tall as the nearby small hill.
On normal days, the birds that pass by here always liked to hop around the hill, looking for some tasty grass seeds, then leap a long distance and rest on the branches of the nearby Soharu trees.
But today, the birds that fled from the forest didn’t even dare to lower their heads to look at the place where they usually frolick in, and only focused on flying aimlessly into the distance.
Shortly after the birds left, a breeze rushed out of the fire-enclosed forest, bringing with it a stream of sparks, circulating around the vicinity for a few turns, ultimately landing on the open ground on top of the hill.
As the wind died down, five unfamiliar figures appeared out of thin air.
It was the Absolution hunting team.
"Immediately report your respective physical condition, the level of magic power consumption, and the number of remaining spells in your books," Zheng Qing urgently commanded as soon as they landed. "Swordsman, you should also explain the situation from the previous
"In that case, hurry up and gather the spoils!" Andrew waved his arm, and called back to the fishman, "Let your frog scout the route ahead first and see what has happened to the east..."
Iseni stared with two ghastly eyes, hesitated for a while, and then quivered his back fins.
"Ribbit!"
A round, flower-skinned frog rolled down from his back fins.
"Ribbit...east...ribbit...scout!" The fishman stretched out a hand and pointed to the south, instructing his pet.
"East is in that direction!" Andrew quickly stretched out his hand, pulled on the fishman’s elbow fin and redirected his hand to the east, while warning the flower-skinned frog with a stern look, "Remember, hop high when you’re scouting. Never fall into a puddle on the ground. This is not Lin Zhong Lake... Be careful not to get caught by the young snakes related to our spoils of war!"
Saying this, he gave a thumbs up, pointing at the tens of meters long snake demon lying behind him.
"Ribbit!"
The painted frog nodded repeatedly, then jumped up and began to move nimbly through the air, disappearing from the view of the tail-snake hunting team in the blink of an eye.
"I also want a little green frog that can fly as a pet." Omega looked enviously at Iseni, but then became despondent, "But no matter what I raise, they always end up as gruel the next day by my old man..."
"That’s the taste of love." Julian, who had been working hard on skinning the snake, stood up, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and sighed deeply, "My father never makes soups for my brothers and I."
"Love? No, no, you’re overthinking it." Omega was taken aback, then he shook his head vehemently and denied, "My old man just wants to make a little more money from selling an extra bowl of meat soup."