I Transmigrated Into A Fantasy World To Farm And Build Houses!-Chapter 262: The Straightforward Snow Wolves
In the dark swamp, mud bubbled with every movement of an unknown creature, and a foul stench wafted up heavily.
Around, from low bushes to tall trees, everything had sprouted, swaying gently in the wind.
At this moment, a rabbit suddenly jumped to the edge of a mud puddle. Just as it looked around in panic, preparing to jump to escape, a wide mouth filled with long, sharp fangs suddenly snapped it up.
The rabbit’s legs exposed outside the teeth struggled for a while, but with the grinding movement of the jaws, its body began to ooze fresh blood and helplessly stopped moving.
The owner of the jaws licked its lips with satisfaction, intending to sink beneath the mud.
"Pop," a sound not loud, as if a stone had hit its skin. The magic beast, covered in warts with skin green like ink, looking like a cross between a lizard and a frog, roared angrily. It looked around vigilantly, trying to find any suspicious movement.
As for the black bead that hit it, because it was too small, it fell into the mud puddle under its feet, and the magic beast didn’t pay it any mind.
"Boom!" A violent explosion rang out, accompanied by mud being blasted everywhere, mixed with large chunks of blood and shredded flesh.
"Success!"
Cheers came from the thorns not far away, and then a group of Dwarves crawled out one after another, estimated to be more than ten people.
Luban nudged the excited Joseph: "You’ve tested it so many times, why are you so excited? That magic beast isn’t dead yet."
"Oh my, I used to throw it by hand. This is the first time using a thrower. Plus, I’ve never hit such a big magic beast before. The Thunderbolt Fire Bomb can actually pierce through magic beast skin..."
Joseph was so excited he was babbling.
Henry, with his white hair and beard, rarely showed excitement. He patted Joseph’s shoulder: "Quick, that magic beast is standing up again!"
A loud roar came from the swamp, and the surrounding mud also began to bubble densely; it seemed many other magic beasts were stirring.
Although the Dwarves’ position was relatively safe, Joseph began to panic in his heart.
He raised the black tube-shaped thrower in his hand, aiming at the magic beast’s chest which had been half blown away, revealing bright red internal organs, and fired another Thunderbolt Fire Bomb.
This time the magic beast was prepared. It tried to use its front claws to block, but the Thunderbolt Fire Bomb rushed over too fast. To prevent the magic beast from blocking it, Joseph activated the magic rune until it was almost fully lit before firing.
The frog-lizard hybrid magic beast just wanted to block when the Thunderbolt Fire Bomb exploded.
Suffering a heavy attack for the second time, the magic beast stopped breathing directly. Even the claw it intended to block with was blown off.
A large patch of dark red blood spread with the muddy water. The bubbles in the swamp rose even more violently. Julia seemed to see the shapes of eyes in those bubbles.
"Deadly, the commotion was too big; it really attracted other magic beasts!" Her face changed color as she shouted urgently.
Joseph raised the thrower in his hand, eager to try:
"The spring Eric mentioned before works really well on this thing. It throws farther than me, and the speed is fast. Later, when magic beasts come, it will be just right for me to test my skills, saving me from catching rabbits as bait."
Just then, Riley and Minh, with their slender figures, jumped down from the sky-scraping trees one after another. Without explaining much, each picked up several Dwarves under their armpits and began to run like the wind towards the Gray tribe.
The speed of the Snow Wolves was extremely fast. Before long, the two of them brought the whole group of Dwarves back to the edge of the tribe, only then gently setting them down.
Joseph felt he was treated even worse this time than when Thomas carried him. At least back then, Thomas carried one person in each hand. Now, it was great; when the Snow Wolves ran fast, his head even bumped into the person next to him...
"The number of magic beasts swarming up was too high; we didn’t have time to tell you." Riley said sheepishly upon seeing the dizzy appearance of the group.
Henry was old, and his head was spinning as if seeing stars. He helplessly held onto his wife’s shoulder: "Ugh, could there be high-level magic beasts in the swamp?"
If so, wouldn’t the Gray tribe have to move to another place again?
Julia was used to her partner’s weak body. While reaching out to support him, she frowned and said:
"We’ve been here for several years and haven’t found any high-level magic beasts. Could it be that our commotion just now was too big and startled it?"
But saying that was also very strange. After all, the Dwarves lived by forging every day, and the noise they made wasn’t small either.
Could it be that the blood of the magic beast just killed soaked into the mud and aroused the beastly nature of a high-level magic beast?
Seeing a group of Dwarves starting to speculate worriedly, Joseph also began to regret testing the Thunderbolt Fire Bomb on magic beasts. Minh waved his hand hurriedly.
"No, no, there are no high-level magic beasts. Just a bunch of low and mid-level ones, but they are very gross, inedible, and useless to fight."
Riley also nodded in affirmation: "Right, they smell terrible just by sniffing, both fishy and foul, even stronger than the magic beasts in the river. A large group surrounding us like that could stink a person to death."
Seeing the serious appearance of the two Snow Wolves, Henry almost choked. He glanced at his speechless wife, momentarily not knowing what to say.
The Dwarves of the Hadu tribe, on the contrary, were used to the personality of the Snow Wolves. Joseph let out a long sigh of relief:
"Good heavens, scared me to death. It’s good that there are no high-level magic beasts."
Luban expressionlessly combed his large beard which had just been messed up, and sighed. Snow Wolves - he should have guessed it earlier.
But through this incident, they also learned the effect of the Thunderbolt Fire Bomb on magic beasts.
Indeed, the power was astonishing. Unless it was a peak tier-3 magic beast that could withstand a few bombs, other low and mid-level magic beasts would basically be heavily injured by one.
Like the swamp magic beast lured out by the rabbit today, its strength was tier-3. If it weren’t for the fact that swamp magic beasts couldn’t leave the place for too long, the Gray tribe wouldn’t be able to stand firm in this place. There were countless magic beasts of such rank in the swamp.
Although somewhat speechless at the two straightforward Snow Wolves, Henry and the others had witnessed the power of the Thunderbolt Fire Bomb with their own eyes and decisively expressed they would start collecting materials immediately.
Dwarves did not hesitate to take risks for various ores. They lived by ores; sometimes they had to risk their lives to find rare ores.
This time with the Snow Wolves’ help, even if they went to find strange ores, it wouldn’t cost the lives of Dwarves anymore. Since the Dwarves came to this continent, the completely unfamiliar environment had caused them to encounter quite a few dangers.
Until now, every ore mine discovered by Dwarf tribes was a path opened by clansmen using fresh blood.
Usually, in the first half of the year, Dwarves didn’t have to rush to forge weapons to deliver to the kingdom and the Elf race, so they were more idle than in the second half of the year.
Now, besides starting to make Thunderbolt Fire Bombs, they also had to start building brick kilns.
The appearance of Riley and Minh saved the Dwarves a lot of work.
Riley led Henry and Julia to find ores near the Gray tribe that could be used for Thunderbolt Fire Bombs, while Minh stayed at the tribe, in charge of breaking rocks.
