Chapter 376: Fierce

"Come on, come on, grandsons, come and bite me if you can!"

Just when the razor boar army was attacking like dumplings, Luna had already circled back to the razor boar army again, and taunted the colo parrots that were chasing them.

This time she did not run away, but stood there, looking fearless.

The colo parrots, who were already extremely angry, swooped down without thinking and splashed the colorful spray.

Instantly, the whole land was covered with colorful colors.

Luna used the same trick again and turned around and ran.

Those who didn't know the situation thought she was carrying a colorful mist behind her.

The razor boars who had just braked were unlucky. They had no way to move forward and were directly sprayed by the overwhelming colorful spray.

The relatively strong ones were okay, but they were dizzy and couldn't open their eyes.

The razor boar cubs were not so lucky, and many of them were directly overturned into the pit.

After using up the group of Coro parrots, Luna led them to the vineyard, ready to take the opportunity to get rid of them.

The traps set by Gavin were linked together.

Just when the remaining razor boars were about to turn around and run away, the overwhelming entanglement spell had already covered them behind and on both sides.

Although these vines could not trap them, they could still slow them down.

Just when they tried to get rid of the entanglement.

Broken Thorn, Wu Liu and Black Heather arrived.

As tree people, the three had different methods.

Broken Thorn directly lowered his body and swept across, and the razor boars were swept into the pit wherever he passed.

Wu Liu rushed closer and used his willow branches to entangle them tightly.

Black Heather used the Touch of Pain to whip them, which was particularly useful for dealing with razor boars. They have souls that do not match their huge bodies, and basically two or three whips can knock one down.

In less than a minute.

The razor boars were completely wiped out.

Gavin had time to observe their attributes at this time, and he couldn't help but gasp.

Vitality: 171 (15D12+75 Hit Dice)

Size: Large

Attributes: Strength 25, Constitution 20, Agility 13, Intelligence 3, Perception 15, Charisma 9.

Trample (Special Ability) - Bonus for extraordinary strength, can trample creatures one size smaller than itself or smaller, can vibrate the soil to produce a certain tremor effect.

Head-cutting fangs (Special Ability) - If a heavy blow occurs during the charge, there is a certain chance to cut off the enemy's head directly, which is effective for creatures one size larger than itself at most. It is ineffective for undead creatures that are immune to heavy blows, such as golems, vampires, etc. This is a magical effect.

Fast healing (Special Ability) - Possess five points of fast healing ability.

Enhanced fast healing (Special Ability) - Bonus for extraordinary constitution, fast healing recovery speed is increased by five points.

Smell (Special Ability) - It has a more sensitive sense of smell than a hound, can detect the approach of the enemy, and can track the enemy at a long distance based on the smell.

Damage Reduction (Special Ability) - Has 5 points of damage reduction.

Special Vision (Special Ability) - Has low-light vision and dark vision.

This is the attribute of the Razorboar King. The attributes of other adult Razorboars are slightly inferior, but they usually have twelve or thirteen life dice. The only difference is whether there is a physical bonus and the strength.

Damn, is this a wild boar?

Isn't it a dragon in wild boar skin?

No wonder those Cormanthor tigers have to take a detour when they see them.

With this bunch of special abilities, those teenage dragons have to take a detour when they fight head-on on the ground.

No wonder those dwarves are so eager for this kind of mount.

The various abilities are really too powerful, all prepared for survival on the battlefield.

The razor boar king was fierce and thick-skinned. He didn't break his legs when he fell into a seven- or eight-meter-deep pit. When a large number of razor boars were smashing down like dumplings, he stood up and jumped back and forth to dodge, and was not hit.

Instead, he used his companions as stepping stones and jumped up.

The situation of swimming upstream was so brave and scary, just like a general who took the enemy's head in the army.

But someone was watching its every move. Just when it was about to jump out of the pit, the cold muzzle of Death Roar was aimed at its forehead again.

Nora, who was watching the excitement next to him, felt warm in her heart and couldn't help saying, "Master Gavin, can you give it to me? I'll try and see if I can subdue it!"

The appearance of Zalanda's number one general here with Gavin was naturally not accidental, but a special task force.

Zalanda saw that the power on Gavin's side was polarized.

There was no commander who could be shown off on the human side, and he had just acquired nearly 2,000 mercenaries. Although he had signed a hiring agreement, there was still great instability.

In addition, there was no major war in Dalaoma, so Nora was sent to assist Gavin in preparing the human army.

It is undeniable that Nora is very good at integrating mercenaries.

Her method is simple and rough.

That is to beat you into submission.

From the first day of arriving in the Three Rivers, she beat those seemingly unruly mercenaries from beginning to end with her bare hands.

Not one person, but a group.

And it’s not just once, it basically maintains the frequency of a small competition every day and a big competition every three days.

He beat those mercenaries until they cried for father and mother. When they saw her, they were like mice seeing cats. They were as honest as they wanted.

Hearing this, Gai Wen's heart moved, he put away his death roar and said, "As long as you can surrender it, it will be yours."

“Really?” There was surprise that could not be concealed in Nola’s eyes.

Just now, she was purely out of curiosity because of the ferocity of the Razor Boar King, but she had no other thoughts.

But after Gavin made such a suggestion, it became a bit unbearable.

She has a special body shape, and it is very troublesome for ordinary mounts to carry her. Her ferocious fighting style makes it impossible for ordinary mounts to keep up with her pace.

After all, barbarians do not have the ability to enhance their animal companions with professional levels like paladins, druids, and rangers.

If this mount itself was powerful enough, it would be different.

The temperament of this wild boar king seems to be very compatible with hers. She likes this kind of temperament that is still brave and unwilling to give in in desperate situations.

"It's just a wild boar. I don't need to play tricks with you, so I'll leave it to you." Gavin laughed.

He has never been a picky person, especially when it comes to Zalanda and Nora. The relationship they have built together since childhood is the most honest and simple. That kind of trust from the bottom of the heart is difficult to establish when you grow up. .

In addition, for the sake of subsequent domestication, a group of wild boars led by a wild boar king and a group of wild boars without one are completely different things.

At least it will be much less aggressive.

"Okay." Nora was not polite and rushed to Gavin's side with big steps.

At this time, the Razor Boar King carved out a suitable foothold for itself on the wall of the trap after repeated attempts to hit it.

After a series of trampling and borrowing strength, he simply relied on his terrifying weight of tons to complete an incredible challenge - jumping out of the pit.

This jumping ability is a bit powerful and shocking, which is seriously inconsistent with its short legs.

It seems that after a while, these razor boars need to be strictly monitored to prevent them from imitating others.

"Okay!" Nora couldn't help but cheer loudly, rushed towards the Razor Boar King, and grabbed the middle end of one of its razor fangs.

If it were an ordinary person, he really wouldn't be able to hold on to it.

But Nola had big hands and feet, and although she didn’t hold it completely, it was enough to exert her strength.

The Razor Boar King instinctively arched forward, wanting to pierce the body of this ungrateful human with his fangs.

However, Nora's body was unusually agile. With the help of her strength, she twisted her powerful waist and landed on the Razor Boar King's back.

Nora doesn't have the skills of a druid or ranger to communicate with animals. What she does have is the ability to tame wild horses.

Surrender with force.

I will ride on your back and let you do whatever you want until all your strength is squeezed out, and then I will adopt a gentle policy.

After jumping on the back of the Razor Boar King, Nora strengthened her legs and firmly clamped its towering back. With her other hand, she held its other razor fang. She arched her body into a bow, firmly nailed to its back.

The Razor Boar King had never suffered such humiliation before, as if he was crazy.

Crazy jumping and charging.

He tried to shake Nora off his back, but the other party remained motionless, as if he was nailed to it.

After seeing the Treants such as Broken Thorn, Five Willow, and Black Heather, the Razor Boar King immediately became energetic and rushed forward excitedly, preparing to give the big pests a scratch and rub them off.

This is how their special ability damage reduction comes from scratching and scratching on the pine trees for a long time, and their fur is covered with a thick gel layer, just like natural armor.

It's a pity that what he faced this time was not an ordinary tree. They didn't give him such a chance at all, and they stayed away before it came close.

As a beast, it couldn't figure out the difference between activated plants and ordinary plants. It was furious, but there was nothing it could do.

Now it has been dozens of kilometers out of the forest, and there is no tree over three meters around for it to scratch.

If you can't scratch, lie down.

The Razor Boar King was running when his huge figure suddenly fell sideways and slid to the ground.

This time Nora finally reacted. No matter how strong she was, she didn't dare to let the Razor Boar King's several-ton weight directly press on her.

He kicked off his legs and jumped directly off its back.

But from beginning to end, there was one hand that didn't let go of the Razor Boar King's fangs.

No matter how the Razor Boar King rolls and flutters on the ground, this hand holds it firmly and moves with it.

Nora relied on her rich fighting instincts to directly find the weak point of the Razor Boar King - as long as she followed its sharpest weapon, no matter how hard it tried, there was no way to hurt her at all.

By the time the Razor Boar King got up from the ground, Nora had already turned over and jumped on its back again, without any change in her posture.

This is the uncanny mastery of strength and body that a super savage possesses.

Once Razor King tries to take down, he does the same.

So again and again.

Nora was not injured at all, and the Razor Boar King himself screamed after falling.

Its weight is too huge. Even for itself, such repeated violent beatings are a heavy load, so it dare not try too much.

In desperation, they could only try the more conventional running, jumping, and wrestling again. Unknowingly, they were away from the pit and entered the wilderness.

The wild dance between one man and one pig was destined to be a protracted battle, and it was normal to consume several days.

What was going on between the two was not only a physical contest, but also a contest of wills.

It all depended on who would lose first.

Gavin arranged two Erds to watch them, and he stopped caring about her.

Whether Nora's method was successful or not, it could not be replicated.

There were not many people in the entire Griffin Hill who dared to dance with wild boars as majestic as bison.

Without the unstable factor of the Razor Boar King, the entire razor boar group was much more peaceful, especially the few majestic male razor boars. Their attention was not on how to escape, but on their companions. There was a strong fighting spirit in their little eyes, which was a peek at the position of the Razor Boar King.