This Plug-in is Too Middle School

"Rock scale gray pigeon!" Jessica exclaimed, then covered her mouth tightly, dragging William to the ground.

The pigeon, which was taller than an adult bear, did not fully emerge, only a pair of wings and heads were exposed. The head, which was thicker than a water tank, quickly pecked off the remaining flesh and blood of the hyena, and then turned around. , as if looking for new prey.

The eyes on the gray-yellow head have long since degenerated, leaving only two gaps that cannot be opened, while the pair of ear holes on the side of the head have become large and deep, as if they are always catching the movement around them.

Jessica covered her mouth with one hand, lifted William's visor with the other, and covered his mouth together, lying on the ground like a long-legged quail, not even daring to move.

William turned his head and tried to get rid of her palm, but she pinched it even harder.

He reached out and patted the back of Jessica's hand, cast a helpless look, but was glared back by the female knight with ten times fierceness.

Don't cover up, this guy is deaf, okay?

William reluctantly recalled the information about the rock-scaled grey pigeon. This guy was ranked lower among the third-order earth and stone monsters. I don't know if the pangolin was derailed or the pigeon was too affectionate. In short, there is such a long wing, The guy who can only drill in the soil.

The rock-scaled gray pigeon is surprisingly slow, and even ordinary people can't catch up on the ground. The fleshy wings covered with scales are quite strong, but except for the wings, the whole body is weak. I really want to meet this on the ground. Guys, Jessica can easily kill it by herself.

However, it is on the ground, and people will burrow into the ground.

The rock-scaled grey pigeon can move freely underground, and those wings are not only sturdy, even if it is just shot in the front by one of them, a sturdy man of the level of the bearded cousin will die instantly. One left and one right were photographed at the same time, which is probably no different from being stuck in the middle of two heavy trucks, even Tier 4 professionals will be hit hard.

However, it moves at an alarmingly slow speed both on the ground and underground, and has a relatively fatal weakness - deaf and blind. Perception of the surrounding environment can only rely on the vibration of the surface, so it is not that kind of particularly dangerous beast.

As long as the luck is not bad enough to become its first target, then just lie on the stomach and wait for it to leave on its own. Can escape safely.

As for the big head looking around, it's just an illusion to assist hunting. If you're scared by that head and raise your legs to run away, then it's really cold.

The huge pigeon head "patroled" for a while, and after finding no new target, it slowly sank into the ground, but William and the two still did not dare to move their bodies.

Five or six minutes passed, and William, who was so uncomfortable, took the initiative to stretch out his hand and forcibly took Jessica's hand off his mouth. Then he looked at her like a murderer and explained helplessly:

"Don't worry, this guy is deaf and relies on ground vibrations to hunt. As long as we don't move, there will be no danger."

Jessica retracted her hand suspiciously, and asked in a voice like a mosquito: "Are you sure? In the "Guidelines for Earth and Stone Warcraft", the rock-scale gray pigeon perceives its prey by hearing!"

William nodded. "I'm sure there's no problem. The rock-scaled grey pigeon has no eyes and ears at all. It has an organ at the base of its two wings, which can sense the vibrations on the ground, so there is no problem with speaking, as long as it doesn't move around. "

Jessica nodded and believed William's words, but she remained silent. She really didn't know what to say to William.

The two were silent for a while, but Jessica broke the silence first.

She said in a low voice, "You know this beast better than I do, so do you know how long we'll be lying here?"

William shook his head very slightly. "I can't be sure, but we can try to find a rock a little bigger than a human head and throw it out. If we don't get attacked, then we can leave."

Speaking of which, William looked up at the corpse of the white horse in the distance, and asked cautiously, "Is that white horse over there the possessor chosen by Nightmare?"

"Well, that's an Amberfield highland horse that I raised since I was a child." Jessica's mood dropped visibly, and then she raised her head with some doubts and asked:

"You actually know that the Nightmare needs to provide possession. It seems that you have a lot of information about the Nightmare rider. Have you ever thought about changing the shadow sequence?"

William shook his head lightly, and replied with a flat face, "No, I just read a little more. There are many ancient scrolls in the royal family's library, and there are a lot of valuable contents recorded on them."

"It's valuable, huh." Jessica seemed to be stabbed by the word, glared at William with some anger, and then seemed to remember something, regained her calm, just sighed and stopped talking.

"Let's talk." William broke the silence again. "You seem to care about that horse, so why would you choose to be a Dire rider?"

Jessica glanced at William with a complicated expression. Instead of answering William's question, she asked back:

"How much do you know about the Dire Rider profession? At first, you told everyone to run away, which can be interpreted as having a lot of knowledge, but later you stuck at my maximum moving distance several times, and judged the moving distance more than once. angle and orientation.

These are completely incomprehensible. Without long-term contact with Nightmare Riders, it is impossible to do this only with records. Have you ever been in the shadow sequence in your Vankins family? "

William shook his head and replied lightly, "The Vankins family doesn't have shadow sequencers, and they only have six ranks of civilians."

The six civilian jobs... Jessica frowned. The six civilian jobs are the collective names of knights, swordsmen, guards, scouts, shooters, and spearmen~www.novelmt.com~ The occupations of these six sequences do not need to involve mystery. Power can be transferred. Although it is extremely difficult to advance to the middle and high ranks, the strength before the fourth rank is not bad, and the resources and knowledge required are not too much, so it is the first choice for the vast majority of civilian professionals.

"You know that's not what I want to ask, what I want to know is how do you know so much about the Dire Rider." Jessica frowned to express her dissatisfaction.

William raised his eyebrows. yo? Didn't you avoid answering my question first? Although I'm just bored and want to find someone to chat, I don't have to know, but there has to be a back and forth, right?

He replied flatly: "I know what you want to ask, but you didn't answer my question either."

Jessica nodded. "Okay, then ask another question."

She said with a cold face: "Xiao Bai was a birthday present from my father when I was eight years old. It was just a foal at the time. I spent five years raising it myself, and I hadn't touched it at that time. To the shadow sequence, I don't know that the Dire rider needs to offer sacrifices as an attachment."

Her complexion gradually sank, and she said every word: "I refused to become a Nightmare Rider, but my father drained Xiaobai's blood and forced me to instill the power of shadows into it to transform it into a Nightmare. I finally It did, so at least it could retain its body and a little bit of residual consciousness, so I didn't choose to be a Dire rider on my own initiative."

Jessica turned her head away from the man's slightly pitying gaze, and said angrily:

"It's your turn now, you know too much about the Dire Rider profession, and I even have a feeling that you know more about my moving limits and attack methods than I do myself. Why are you so familiar with the Dire Rider? "