Sending Ann to the edge of the swamp, Lena and the others went home.

In addition to the fact that the depths are too dangerous, and now only the players who don't want to run anywhere, Lena and their original plan was to go to Lopven to take a flying boat to Cormoria to buy weapons, if it wasn't for the temporary contact of the Temple of Dawn to let them take An Yizhi, it is estimated that they would have been on the flying ship by now.

Saying goodbye to each other, watching the figures of the three disappear into the bushes they had passed through when they came, Ann opened his dimensional pocket and released Hela.

"It's finally out!"

As soon as Hela came out, she chirped around Ann and complained, knowing that she would be honest if she was given a gem shard.

Since this girl, like the Mithril robe, has become An Yizhi's business card and symbol, it is best not to let her out in the Luopwen area where the streets are full of An Yizhi's wanted notices.

It is said that many players who also use ravens or crows as demons and pets have been caught many times in Lopwen, which shows how much they hate Ann Yiji......

Aside from the shit he had done, he told Hela to keep an eye on her surroundings, and he kept his feet up and walked deeper into the swamp with his eyes in his hands.

To be honest, the swamp never made any good impression on Ann Yizhi.

I think that when he was a cute newcomer, the environment similar to a swamp wetland in the Manaki Forest had already made him suffer, and he would rather schedule dungeons all day long to upgrade slower than go there to farm monsters and upgrades.

Being taught by the terrain to be a person is about to leave a psychological shadow, and he still doesn't like to brush up on the level, which is roughly related to the painful experience of Manaki no Forest.

And the Forest of Manaki is still a forest after all, no matter how much it looks like a swamp wetland, and the Swamp of the Dead is a swamp through and through.

After losing the three people who led the way, An Yizhi's movement speed decreased significantly a lot.

Adventurers are familiar with the environment, and they can use their experience to determine where there is solid ground to step on safely, and where there is a mud puddle that is so soft that it is particularly difficult to pull up again.

However, Ann Yizhi didn't know this, even though Hela had Nikolai's database, but when it came to experience, it was the first time she had come to the swamp, which made An's finger who was heading towards the depths of the swamp very embarrassed.

At first, he was quite patient to use magic tricks to remove the mud spots on his body, but later the mud spots could not be cleared at all, and his feet were about to be covered with cement.

It gave him the urge to activate the Cannon Strike Form with his Trap Staff, and to blast the entire Swamp of the Dead with a burst of magic.

And that's not all.

The scattered mud pits could only be used to disgust people, and they did not pose any threat to him, and even more disgusting were the natural traps of patches of mud and moss covering the surface.

With one foot in the air, An Yizhi felt his lower body sink as if it had been swallowed by some huge viscous monster.

"Ava Black Tentacles!"

A deep darkness exploded around him, and Ann grabbed the summoned tentacles and pulled himself out of the mud pit, a move that was very difficult even with the power of the Avahei tentacles.

Finally getting out of the mire, Ann knelt on the slightly harder ground, looking at the Mithril robes that had been stained with mud, and there were some writhing earthworm-like bugs on them, and his brow furrowed.

"Mom sells batches, why did Lao Tzu agree at that time."

Raising his hand and using a magic trick to clean up the dirt on his body, An Yizhi now regrets agreeing to Bishop Tolan to take over the matter of finding the missing city lord.

Hela can fly, she doesn't have to worry about being trapped in the mire, she fluttered on the shoulder of the cleaned An Yizhi, and sniffed very humanely:

"Master, you smell like a dog right now."

“……”

Magic tricks can clean up the dirt, but there is nothing they can do about the smell, after all, this spell is only F-rated and can't ask for too much.

But no matter what, it can't change Ann's mood as a dog.

Pulling out another mop, he removed the part that mopped the floor, leaving only the grip, and used it as a pathfinder's cane, and Ann fingered around the quagmire that had just sunk him in, and continued to walk.

He didn't want his new staff to be stained with dirt on it, and the staff was equivalent to an ornament in its form, and it wasn't subject to the restriction that he couldn't change equipment during battle, and he couldn't dig it out when he encountered an enemy.

The 'Water Floating' effect of the Phase Boots is powerless against the mire, and the swamp is no less dense than the forest, full of low but dense vegetation such as vines and bushes, and the Dragon's Wings cannot be used.

If you fly into the sky, you may ignore what is hidden under the vegetation, and you are more likely to be discovered by the Wyvern Knights of Lopwen, so Rao Shi'an can only walk on his feet.

However, compared to the enemies and the terrain of the pitfalls, the question of where the Darkscale Tribe is is bigger.

The Lena trio didn't know the exact location of the Darkscale Tribe, and they only pointed out the general distribution of the Dead Swamp to An, telling him that as long as he continued to the north, it was the center of the swamp, and that the lizardmen generally operated in the depths of the swamp, and they didn't know more specifically.

An Yizhi has a secret eye, as long as it is placed in the sky, it is not a big problem to discern the direction through the sun, but where is the target......

I'm afraid no one knows how many lizardfolk tribes there are living in the swamp of the dead, but it's certain that there are definitely quite a few!

Finding a tribe of lizardfolk in the swamp is basically more difficult than finding a needle in a haystack.

"Go any further, and I'll go back before I have any clues."

"Master, don't you want to keep looking?"

"Do you think I look like I want to keep looking......"

More than an hour had passed since he was separated from the three of Lena, and An Yizhi's patience had basically been exhausted.

After all, he came to the Swamp of the Dead just to return the favor, and the Temple of Dawn didn't really have any hope that he would be able to find the Darkscale Tribe, but Bishop Tolan felt that Ann Yi pointed out that this person could often perform miracles, and maybe he could meet him.

However, 'Miracle' is not in a beautiful mood right now, and she really wants to find a place to vent.

Casually stabbed to death a large beetle trying to get close to gnawing his toes with a pathfinder cane, Hela, who was on her shoulder, suddenly said:

"Master, I heard some movement nearby."

This made An Yizhi come to his senses, just when he wanted to vent, the monster met him and counted the blood mold that had fallen for eight lifetimes, if it was a lizardman, it would be better, An Yizhi would definitely play They want to die, so that these hard-mouthed guys could open their mouths to say the specific location of the Dark Scale Tribe.

"Where?"

Hela squinted and listened:

"On the left, about three hundred meters away, I hear the faint sound of weapons colliding, it should be a battle between intelligent beings."

The largest group of intelligent creatures in the Swamp of the Dead is only the lizardmen, and maybe it really made Ann touch it.

He hurriedly manipulated the secret eye of the heavenly vigilance, and used it as a drone to fly in the direction that Hela said.

The vision passed through the layers of lush gray-green vegetation, and through the secret eyes hidden between the leaves, An Yiyi pointed to see the source of the movement.

It was a rare clearing in the swamp, small enough for a few adventuring parties to camp. There are also traces of a campfire nearby, which is believed to have been used by NPC adventurers as a resting spot.

And in this clearing, An Yizhi saw a dozen bee monsters the size of a table and a large number of oversized centipedes crawling on the ground.

The bee monster is supposed to be a level 15 poison king bee, and the needle on its tail are highly poisonous. The big centipede Ann didn't know it with a finger, this thing didn't have it in the Manaki Forest, and he hadn't encountered it either.

Their opponents are six cloaked humanoids, armed with spears and bows as their main weapons, and a guy with a wooden staff, which is supposed to be a druid from the green aura.

"No, it's seven."

There was a man who was similarly dressed, but very short, and at best a child, cowered behind the druid, because he was too close to Ann to spot him in the first place.

Druids are not uncommon to see druids in the swamps of the dead, and this untouched land of abundant vegetation is a favorite of the druids.

And this scene in front of me......

It stands to reason that a team with a druid presence would not normally be attacked by wild beasts. Even if attacked, the druid can use skills such as natural pacification to talk to insect-type monsters, which usually end in reconciliation, and it is very rare to get worm corpses all over the ground like this.

Maybe it has something to do with the mutation in the swamp?

Then he saw one of them fighting on the front line, the guy in the cloak was bitten by the big centipede in the calf, the pain and attack made him change the position of the level that he didn't come, and he was stabbed in the chest by the poisonous king bee that pounced on him, and the half-meter-long tail needle directly pierced him.

And his companions didn't even have time to scream for the death of their teammates, and hurriedly closed their formations to make up for the loss of one person.

"Looks like they're protecting that druid...... Or rather. ”

Ann pointed his gaze to the short figure behind the druid:

"Protecting him, perhaps?"

Turning the arcane eye, An pointed to see the king bee that had just killed a person pull out its spikes, and this action caused the cloak covering the person to be dragged down, revealing the person's face.

The brown skin, pointed ears, face and bare skin are painted with colorful lines, similar to camouflage, more like some kind of decorative pattern.

"Dryads?"

Although only Elph's Banyan Tribe is left in the Misty Forest, there are also Dryads in other worlds in the Multiverse, and the Overworld is no exception.

I've long heard of a group of dryads living near the Swamp of the Dead, but their movements are too secretive for few people to get a chance of seeing them. In addition, the Dryads are also very xenophobic, so no one knows whether the rumors of the Dryads are true or not.

The tree elf, which is rare for others to see, was seen by An Yizhi, and I don't know if this luck is good or bad.

But who is that diminutive figure protected by the Dryads?

After a sweep of the afterglow, An Yizhi looked at the short guy with the arcane eye again, and then saw him raise his head, looking in the direction of the arcane eye, although the whole face was blocked by the shadow of the cloak, An Yizhi could only see a piece of darkness, but if there was a substance of the gaze, it seemed to be able to pass through the arcane eye, thinking that An Yizhi conveyed a signal.

- Please help us.