In the terrain.

The gray dwarves shouted at the sky while shooting arrows.

They still don't understand what Roger's eyes mean.

That is the horror that only the demon Explosion Frog realizes...

"Strength value".

A very special subdivision property.

It represents the human body's ability to resist its own negative state.

It should be noted that "resistance" is not the same as "exemption".

For example.

If a person is injured.

Then high strength value can allow him to "resist" many negative states caused by injury:

Pain, fainting, mobility difficulties, etc.

But the wound still exists, and he cannot "save" the injury.

Therefore, high strength does not mean high exemption.

even so.

"Strength value" is still a very worthy attribute.

In combat, higher strength can create higher fault tolerance for adventurers.

The strength value that is full can make people spend more than ten seconds in extreme cases such as cardiac arrest, throat smear, and head explosion!

Don't underestimate the effect of delaying death.

There is a scroll of Resurrection in this world.

Sometimes, the difference between resurrection and destruction of ashes is over ten seconds!

So when Roger saw clearly that the new attribute was indeed strength value, he tightened the reins without hesitation.

He was signaling Mishasi to fly back.

The low wisdom of the Dragon Beast made it difficult for Mishasi to understand Roger's intentions.

But there was a gray dwarf's crossbow in front, and behind it was the owner's residence, and Roger was pulling hard on his neck.

So it just struggled for a while and then turned the direction of its flight.

Roger did not return to Longya Village with her.

After breaking away from the gray dwarf's sight, he jumped directly from the back of the flying dragon beast!

1 Ring specialty "Little body as a swallow" comes into play again.

Both slow and feather falls take effect.

With a whoosh, Roger landed lightly.

He rolled a few times on the ground and removed the last bit of momentum.

Then he quickly grabbed his backpack, and several ups and downs, and his whole body disappeared into the reeds.

Hunting begins!

...

In the south of Huangshi Island, near a relatively clear lake.

Two crooked old locust trees blocked the afterglow of the setting sun on the shore.

The mist visible to the naked eye rose from the lake surface, and with the breeze came the grey voice unique to the gray dwarf.

They seemed to be cursing something.

Roger couldn't understand the language of the gray dwarf.

But it can be barely inferred that these gray dwarves were sentries set up around Yellowstone Island.

Their purpose should be to prevent anyone from leaving Yellowstone Island.

After finding the group of gray dwarves who took action against him, Roger did not act rashly.

He walked along the surrounding area of ​​Yellowstone Island for a while, and indeed, he found another gray dwarf post at less than five kilometers.

"These are the pioneers of the Grey Dwarves in the Grey?"

"They surrounded Huangshi Island, and it seems that they are really planning."

"I don't know how many of their main players are."

Roger was not careless at all.

He knew very well that the gray dwarf and the magic blast frog were not prey of the same level.

These gray dwarves have similar levels to themselves, and they have teams, amazing defenses and excellent weapons.

Apart from not having much brain, it is almost an elite army.

Judging from the setting of the post, the leader of the gray dwarf has a certain degree of wisdom.

"Rachel said that the refugee leader named Humphran joined forces with the gray dwarf..."

"I hope they can withstand the pressure."

Roger quietly sneaked back to his original position.

Whether Longya Village can withstand the large-scale attacks of gray dwarves and refugees is very important to him.

In order to be able to hunt enough gray dwarves safely.

He has already realized the long-term guerrilla awareness.

This requires them to attract enough firepower in the front.

Otherwise it will be very troublesome.

...

Longya Village.

The uneasy dragon beasts formed a team and circled around the banyan tree at a low altitude.

Wherever the fire lights are visible, there are shadows of the busy villagers.

Strengthen the fence, transport supplies, prepare for battle...

It happened suddenly, and they had too much to do.

Outside the medical house.

Rachel, with a blood-faced face, tried hard to soothe the frightened Mishas.

After a while.

Mishasi finally calmed down and led the other dragon beasts to find a clearing space to rest.

"How is it? What happened?"

Cindy's expression was very serious.

This hasn't happened before-

The flying dragon beast came back, but the rider disappeared.

"Don't know. Mishasi refuses to communicate now."

Rachel bit her lip unconsciously:

"I checked the arrow mark on my wings. He might have been hit by an arrow."

"Is the number of gray dwarves so dense? I have clearly told her to change directions..."

Cindy shook her head:

“Humphland prepared more than we thought.”

"This is a bad battle. We need you very much, but now, you have to have a good rest."

Rachel insisted with a stern face:

"I have to look for him, what if he is not dead..."

Cindy hurriedly grabbed her.

"Mr. Roger will be fine."

Someone suddenly interrupted next to him.

Rachel moved her eyes.

Eric walked over from the darkness with a pile of stones in his arms and said seriously:
To be continued...