"Ao~~~~" A shrill roar sounded from the swamp. The roar was very penetrating and spread throughout every piece of land in the nearby swamp through the barriers of many trees. The scream was strange, and this was the roar of someone who was imitating the roar of Hydra, one of the overlords of the swamp.

Hydra is a unique creature in the swamp and never leaves the whisper swamp. There are less than thirty of this kind of monster in the entire whisper swamp of more than 100,000 square kilometers, but each one has the strength above the legendary level. Their strength even made people associate them with the dragon clan. They are called the nine-headed dragon by some people. This shows their horror. This organism is not particularly huge, with a body length of about 40 or 50 meters, and the highest height is less than ten meters. However, it has power that is inconsistent with the reminder. Swinging the tail at will can cause the rock to crack and crush. Their biggest feature is that they have nine necks and nine heads, but only one consciousness, which is carried by nine heads, as long as they are still

The existence of a head can ensure the integrity of its consciousness. At the same time, they have strong recovery ability and belong to one of the most difficult monsters to kill in the Yara world. Even the dragon tribe, it will feel very difficult to fight this creature alone. No rational creature is willing to fight this monster, especially in the swamp. In the swamp, although Hydra looks bulky, it is actually a natural hunter and is at the top of the food chain. Once Hydra attacks a certain prey, no monster can escape. Therefore, the roar of Hydra is a sound that all monsters are afraid of. Once this roar appears, all monsters will instinctively feel fear and quickly escape from this area.

This is true. Just as the sound of Hydra's cry was remembered, a chaotic swamp was trapped in the originally calm swamp. A large number of monsters were disturbed by the roar and began to flee far away from Hydra. However, there were not only one roar. Six or seven of the same roars came out one after another. These sound sources were faintly round, surrounding a range of about five or six square kilometers. They were forced by the roar. A large number of large and medium-sized monsters fled to the center of the surrounded area in panic. Even if the original natural enemies passed by, they could not care about it. All the monsters and beasts were escaping wildly.

So the hunting began.

Lizardmen and elves. They are both darlings of Artemis and excellent races who are good at hunting, but the hunting methods they are good at are completely different. The hunting methods of elves are as elegant and romance as they themselves. Every time they go out to hunt, they only need to bring two bows, a pot of arrows, and a small bag, and they can go deep into the jungle alone. Staring at a cunning prey, chasing wits and courage all the way, and finally shooting the prey in the jungle with will and strength, and then looking for another prey. Rather than saying that they are hunters, they are more like poets, walking alone in the deep forest, writing poems belonging to the jungle and elves with bows and arrows.

Elf hunting is like appreciating an exquisite work of art, every movement and every step. It is elegant and amazing. But the lizard people are different. The hunting of lizard people is always carried out in the form of a team, disturbing prey in various ways. Then division of labor and cooperation is carried out to surround and kill, just like a fierce jungle war. In this war, every hunter is just a small part. Whether the hunting is successful depends more on the cooperation between the teams. Instead of looking at each person's individual strength. Watching the hunting by the lizard people is more like watching a grand dance drama, where everyone plays their own role and contributes their own strength to the performance.

Now this is a scene that is presented to everyone. Hundreds of large and medium-sized monsters of various shapes were running wildly in the swamp. Behind them, there were constant sounds of rustling sounds from the tree nets at high places. Countless lizard men were smearing camouflage paints, followed closely behind the beasts in the tree nets, like cats playing with mice, calmly and coldly consuming the physical strength of the prey. While the beasts were escaping, monsters continued to trigger traps arranged by the lizards in advance and fell to the ground wailingly. The whine of the victims aggravated the panic of the beasts and further accelerated the speed of escape. At this time, the lizard men surrounded the compressed circle around the four sides.

Several members will automatically stay, cutting the neck of the prey with clean and neat methods, completely relieving the pain they suffered. The hunters chasing the prey group are not idle either. They are not only chasing, but also on the way to track, there will always be some feather arrows flying out of the dense branches and leaves of the tree nets, accurately sank into the necks of the last few monsters of the beast group. The prey caught in the arrow fell down wailingly, but the monster in front could not find that the monster behind was dead at the hands of the hunter, and still maintained fear of the Hydra and fled. The hunting team kept relying on crossbows and traps, and almost no danger was that the number of prey was compressed little by little.

"In fact, there is still danger, hiss." In the upper world of the treetop, Garantis stood in the center of the hunting ground, which is where all prey will eventually arrive, and explained to the girls: "Although these escaped monsters are panicked, their senses are still very sharp. Hissing. Once they find something wrong, they will be attacked by angry beasts. Hissing. Although the tribesmen are on the tree network, most of these are monsters. Many of them have long-range attack methods, hissing, and overwhelming long-range attacks hit towards them, and the hunters will suffer great damage. Moreover, if so many monsters escape, it will not be so easy to hunt in the next few years. They will have a memory and will not be able to deceive next time."

Although the specific situation of the hunting ground cannot be seen, the girls can still roughly judge what happened based on sound and energy sensing. The first time I witnessed the lizardman's hunting scene, the word "marvel" can describe the feelings in the girls' hearts. They never thought that hunting could also be done like war, winning through tactics and cooperation.

"Is this your original plan?" Panis did not stand with the girls. He stood on a flat and thick branch far away from everyone, and asked Glennell beside him: "Carry a normal hunt, use a large number of tribesmen and monsters to lure the lurkers out of the mud swamp to confirm the specific strength of the lurkers?"

"Yes, we think this is relatively safe, hissing." Glannel explained: "Even if a clan member is caught by the lurker, it doesn't matter. Hissing, the lurker's instantaneous lethality is not high, and hesitation should not be killed in a short period of time. Hissing, we still have time to rescue."

"That's because you are aiming for ordinary lurkers." Panis smiled and shook his head, "If you aim for demigods and demon beasts, you probably won't think so. With the strength of demigods and demon beasts, even if you rely solely on the power of the **, you can easily strangle a golden-level profession with tentacles in a few seconds. Moreover, there are many silver-level ones in your hunting team. If the lurkers are really attracted by unpreparedness, your casualties will be very high."

"I have imagined it this way, hissing." The old lizardman was helpless and said with his tail low, "But there is nothing we can do about it. After all, this monster appeared in our hunting ground, and it is likely that its appearance is related to the entire lizardman clan."

"I haven't asked in detail yet." Panis asked: "What the hell is going on? Aren't the lurkers all in the South Swamp? The northern swamp is not suitable for their lives. Why did one suddenly appear here? It's a special demigod-level lurker? And what did you just say? The appearance of this monster is related to your entire race?"

"Shit, the existence of this lurker has not only started recently." The old lizardman sighed and explained: "About four or five months ago, there was evidence that it had lurked in this hunting ground, hissing. However, since that period was the rest of the hunting period at the end of each year. Hissing, no one would come to the hunting ground, so only two missing events occurred. Hissing, and only the remains of their gnawed were found. It was also from these two missing events. Hissing, I began to suspect that this was done by the lurker, but no one believed it very much. Hissing, most people thought it was just an ordinary monster attack and did not attract attention."

"Not paying attention." Panis said thoughtfully, "So it's only now that I'm going to prepare to deal with it?"

"Yes, hiss, until more than ten days ago, the hunting period just ended, a four-person exploration team entered the hunting ground to do the preliminary exploration work of hunting, hissing, and disappeared." Glennell said: "There are many clues left this time, so many that I can be sure that this is the lurker, hissing, and others can only choose to believe in my experience."

"So, how did they come?" Panis asked, "It's not that they came here by themselves, it's impossible for a demigod lurker to run from the South Swamp to the North Swamp, and it's even more impossible for them to come over without being discovered. Do you have any clues about this problem? Why do you say it has something to do with your entire race?"

"No, but the lurker's juvenile body is not big, hissing, and the size of an adult lizard man is only the size of two fists." The old lizard man said: "If someone carries the lurker's juvenile body, hissing is possible to bring them from the southern swamp."

"So you suspect it was brought secretly by your tribe members?" Panis frowned and said, "But..."

"No, on the contrary, hissing, I think the tribesmen don't do such things. The people who do this may only be outsiders." The old lizard man suddenly lowered his voice, looked in the direction of Garantis, and then whispered: "In the past six or seven years, there have always been some mages from the Kingdom of the Mages coming from outside to find the high priest."
Chapter completed!