Chapter 132: Bear Goblin Woodcarving
"It seems that Orson Munirper wants to crawl into the hole, but he doesn't necessarily want to be timid."
Victoria looked at the various rare treasures and a large number of magic items piled around her: "There might be a trump card among these treasures that can give him a last-ditch fight."
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"The possibility is not very high," Ron held the weaving preface and identified the magic items one by one. "These are basically the hands of wood elf craftsmen. Before moving to the delusion land, it probably swept the entire deep forest. The kingdom of wood elves."
"Take the crown on Ek'suri's head, for example. It's part of a set of magic items: a crown, a cloak, and a scepter. Having all three at the same time makes the bearer a cleric. Release the spirit guard as well, once a day.β
"The symbolic significance is far greater than the actual combat effect," Eksuri commented, "You definitely won't need this, so it belongs to me - oh! I found the scepter, is it this one?"
It's a pity that Xuri is neither a metal dragon nor an adult. Otherwise, it could transform into a humanoid creature and pretend to be a king or something. But now it can only use its horns to hold the crown and hook the cloak on its back. On the thorn.
Dragons naturally have their own tricks for using magic items to cast spells, such as swallowing them whole. It's just that if Aixuri wants to rely on this set of items to show his majesty as a dragon, there will be no chance.
"And the color doesn't suit me either." After the young dragon played with the new toy for a while, he started looking for other novel magic items. "Oh, look at this, a pen with an emerald tip! I bet that green tip Thatβs what dragons use to write diaries!β
"This is a pen that can write without ink. When holding it, you can cast spells to confuse the manuscript at will, without any material components." Ron took it, and the pen seemed to automatically adapt to the user's hand. In size, when he held it in his hand, the pen quickly shrank, just like a pen that an ordinary human could use.
"This is for you to play with," Aixuri waved his hand generously, "The gem on the tip of the pen is too small. It is simply an insult to a rich dragon like me!"
For other races, any magic item may make them flock to it; but for dragons, a useless magic item is not as attractive to them as shiny gems or even stained glass.
"It's really strange," Ivy climbed up the treasure hill and looked into the depths of the treasure house. "This guy is a little too lazy. There are so many gold and silver jewelry piled randomly. Why is there a box in the corner that has not been opened? "
"Maybe he forgot it," the young black dragon said with surprise. "There probably wasn't anything important in it, so he forgot it there when he was sorting out the treasure."
It was an ordinary-looking wooden box, more than one meter long, more than half a meter wide and high. Because it was placed in a dark and humid underground, it became rotten and moldy over time. There was a heavy iron lock on the outside, but it was also rusty and tattered, and it looked like it could be kicked open with just one kick.
"I'll do it, I'll do it!" Drayford jumped out from the chest-deep gold coins and slid down the hillside filled with treasures. "Let me tell you, my lock-picking skills are top-notch. Watch and learn wellββ"
The goblin's voice stopped abruptly.
"Drivedo?"
Ron looked up, only to find that the goblin was not standing next to the wooden box at all. Instead, he kept reaching out and digging in the ground, not knowing what he was looking for.
"What are you doing? Isn't it unlocking the door?"
"Don't worry about the lock for now, let's see what I found?" Driver struggled to dig out a wooden sculpture as tall as a person from the soil. "That green dragon really doesn't know how to appreciate beauty at all. It actually buried such a beautiful wooden sculpture in the soil - what do you think it thought? "
Ron opened his mouth slightly and stared dumbfoundedly at Dreyfus as he diligently cleaned the soil off a wooden sculpture. He was not surprised that Dreyfuddo would be so courteous to a piece of wood, but that this wood carving was carved...a bugbear? !
How did he recognize this huge, hairy-looking beast as a beauty!
Moreover, why would a green dragon put such an eye-catching statue in his treasure house, even if it was buried with soil?
"Drivedo, let go, it's probably!" Ivy was the first to react, but this sound was still too late for Drivedou.
A thick pseudopod covered in mucus suddenly stretched out from the inside of the wooden sculpture, and instantly rolled Dreyfudo into sushi. Before anyone else could react, the goblin hunter was swallowed whole into the statue. Only one of his short leather boots was left outside.
"Gan, it's a mimic, I knew it!" Ivy rushed out immediately, and the others also reacted, picking up the guy and calling to the wooden sculpture who pretended nothing happened.
This creature is a shape-shifting predator that can transform into inanimate objects to lure prey, change its appearance to mimic the texture of wood, stone, or other materials, and transform into objects that other creatures are most likely to approach and interact with. , and then extend their pseudopods to attack prey that mistakenly enter its hunting range without being aware of their presence.
Generally speaking, the form they are most likely to change into is usually a treasure chest or door, so they are commonly known as Mimics. But the one in front of me obviously took an unusual path. It turned into the thing most likely to attract a goblin - a statue of a bugbear!
But it didn't take into account one thing: there are teammates behind Drivedo who don't like this!
Even though it realized that it had been exposed, the mimic immediately revealed its true colors and stretched its pseudopods in an attempt to fight back. But with such an ambush predator, how could it possibly be the opponent of five people and one dragon in a head-on confrontation? Even though it had been forced to spit out Dryford to reduce its burden, it was still no match for Ron and others.
"Stop fighting, stop fighting! I surrender!"
Just when Aiksuri's fangs were gnawing on the tough gelatinous skin of the Mimic, the young dragon discovered that the food in his mouth actually spoke, and he spoke in common language!
"I was wrong! This was completely an instinctive reaction!" The mimic screamed and begged for mercy in Exuri's mouth, "It's still alive, still alive! Oh, you have to risk your life for a goblin. I just wonβt eat itβ¦β
Ron and the others hurriedly checked Dreyfuddo's condition. It was indeed as the strange mimic said. Apart from being corroded and burned in many places on his body, the goblin's life was indeed not serious. It was just a sudden huge fright and a mimic. The environment inside the monster's body made him suffocate and he fainted.
