Chapter 182: Matthew's Curiosity
After drinking two bottles of healing potions, Old Six, covered in blood, dispyed a det recovery talent, stabilizing his injuries.
He now obediently y on the ground, his eyes rolling stantly, showing araordinary level of ing.
Yaya had seen his earlier performanpletely with her own eyes.
She had already made up her mind not to give him a ce:
"Such a ing s murloc, Rebecca will definitely like it!"
Bobo, with his eyes stantly darting around, looked at Yaya excitedly, grinning cheekily, and even speaking in broken Draic:
"Oh, great master, your radiashihe sun in the sky."
"Your scales are so beautiful, refleg all the world's beauty."
"You..."
Before Bobo could finish, several tall figures rushed over.
Behind them, the knights who had been chasing Bobo santly had already been bound.
The little guy’s eyes lit up, and he happily ran over.
He very arrogantly rushed in front of the knights, his eyes spinning around as he set his sights on their equipment.
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Before Bobo could react, a rge hand had already grabbed him, lifting him up curiously:
"Hello, you hear me clearly now?"
Bobo raised his head and saw an iron head.
To be precise, it was a steel helmet with only eye slits left.
The gleamiallic sheen immediately stirred something in Bobo's heart, his eyes turning into shining shapes as he nodded repeatedly, grinning and saying:
"My lord, I hear you. Did you capture those enemies? Do you need me to lead a group of murlocs to help?"
Beelzebub, looking at the little guy with great i, remembered the lord’s earlier instrus, smiled, and nodded:
"Of course, show your strength and abilities, and you will receive more rewards in our territory."
Beelzebub didn’t say much more, though he was surprised that this little creature could trol other murlocs.
However, everything must follow the lord’s orders, and they would see if this little guy cooperated.
In fact, Matthew was thoughtfully Bobo and Old Six, his eyes showing a hint of curiosity:
Bobo
Race: Mutated Murloc.
Css: Level 3 Ranger
Challeing: 4+!
Talent: Tidecaller Bloodline LV1.
Feats:
Advanced Feat - Borrowed Power LV5, adept at leveraging the charisma of other creatures, with great effe certain low-intelligence species, and the effect deepens over time.
Advanced Feat - Fleeing LV3, skilled at using various enviros and ditions to escape, gaining +3 to dodge, +3 to speed, and +3 to checks when fleeing!
Intermediate Feat - Skilled ander LV2, increases and efficy by +2, allowing the ma and leadership of more subordinates.
Basic Feat - on Proficy LV2, profit with various small ons, dealing +1 damage.
Heritage: None.
Skills:
Sneak Attack LV2, Disguise LV2, Dodge LV1.
Attributes:
Strength: 3
Dexterity: 12
stitution: 4
Intelligence: 12
Wisdom: 10
Charisma: 16
Luck: +3
Minion: Old Six
Evaluation: Run! Run! Run!
Old Six
Race: S Crocodile
Challeing: 8+!
Taleh Dragon Bloodline LV1.
Feats:
Advanced Feat - Thick Skin LV3, increases maximum HP by +6, and defense by +4.
Advanced Feat - Fleeing LV2, skilled at using various enviros and ditions to escape, gaining +2 to dodge, +2 to speed, and +2 to checks when fleeing.
Advanced Feat - Feignih LV4, adept at fakih, gaining +4 to dete checks.
Heritage: None
Skills:
Sneak Attack LV4, Disguise LV4, Charge LV3, Bite LV3, Roll LV2.
Attributes:
Strength: 16
Dexterity: 14
stitution: 18
Intelligence: 6
Wisdom: 10
Charisma: 12
Luck: +2
Evaluation: Master of Feignih!
It must be said, these two guys are quite peculiar!
One excels at using borrowed power and is very clever.
The other has a strong body but prefers to hide, ambush, and fake death.
They're practically a perfect match!
From the sky, he had seeire battle between them and Hawk clearly.
If not for the differen sheer power and Hawk’s numerous high-level abilities, these two might have actually escaped.
Iing!
Very iing!
Matthew wasn’t surprised by Old Six's Earth Dragon bloodline; after all, these reptiliaures sometimes had distant es.
But Bobo's Tidecaller bloodline puzzled Matthew a bit.
It wasn’t that he was unfamiliar with Tidecallers; on the trary, he khem very well.
After all, Matthew had once lost a life to a Tidecaller!
That art of the royal bloodline of the deep-sea Naga, possessing the power to trol water currents and waves, incredibly powerful in aquativiros!
The question was, how could a little murloc like Bobo possess the Naga royal bloodline?
Matthew didn’t automatically sider these two to be "his own."
Stupid creatures couldn’t unicate, and clever little ones oftehought things!
So, Matthew decided to give Bobo a test.
"Isn’t this just a loyalty test? I'm quite familiar with that!"
Standing on Old Six's head, Bobo patted his chest in assurance, but his mi recalling Yaya’s figure, causing a silly smile to appear on his face.
Patting his head, Beelzebub, recalling the lord’s orders, whispered in his ear:
"Now go and trol those murlocs, and then do this..."
Bobo was a bit stunned, his wide eyes staring at Beelzebub:
"Do we really have to do this?"
Beelzebub ughed heartily, then slowly reined in his smile, speaking very seriously:
"This is the first thing you o learn—follow orders..."
Shrinking his neck, Bobo obediently nodded, even though he was quite puzzled.
"Why is it that the great master isn't the one giving the orders?"
With this question in mind, Bobo, along with Old Six, sneakily returo the battlefield.
He had inally thought the battlefield would have calmed down by now.
After all, both Beelzebub and the great true dragon had the power to easily ge the tide of battle.
But Bobo discovered that the transport team and the remainihousand murlocs were still locked in a struggle.
"Thankfully, I’ll still have some subordinates!"
Bobo didn’t mind losing a group of murloc warriors, sidering those who often didn’t follow his orders were unnecessary.
It would be better to keep using these, even if they were a bit stupid, as long as they obeyed orders.
With this thought, Bobo reestablished tact with the murlocs.
Remembering the orders of the mysterious lord, he ahe murloporarily slow their attack.
However, clever Bobo had already made up his mind that he would definitely recover those ons and equipment ter.
"As long as I have enough murlocs, the lord will value me more, and maybe he’ll even put in a good word for me with the great master?"
Thinking back to past fond memories, Bobo couldn’t help but ugh out loud.
Otlefield.
The exhausted and nearly colpsing members of the transport team were stuheir minds buzzing, as they watched the murlocs retreat at the st moment.
No matter how they thought about it, they couldn’t uand why the murlocs, who only needed a little more effort to break through their defenses, would retreat at this moment.
Something’s off!
FAL
