Reborn as a Mad Dog from a Noble Family

Chapter 199 Something More Terrible Than the Destruction of the World

"Iron-eating beast? A fierce name."

“It barks like a dog.”

"It's such a powerful force that he can knock down the Frost Moon Wolf with just one slap!"

Buzz, half of his body covered in dirt, looked a little funny. He got up dizzily and then turned into a drill, spinning his body madly.

Arthurs, who was familiar with its habits, had already opened a defensive barrier to avoid being affected.

"Woah—!"

The iron-eating beast showed no fear in the face of the legion of two thousand people. It bared its teeth and barked a few times, and golden light appeared on its body again.

Now Arthur didn't know what to do.

The iron-eating beast was obviously raised by the Tang Clan's master. If they accidentally hurt it, it would leave a very bad first impression on them.

What should I do? Should I return it?

Buzz tilted his head to look at Arthurs, then nudged the back of his head with his nose.

"Just stay there, Arthurs."

click-

At the same time as Artborg's instructions, there was the sound of the iron-eating beast stepping on the bamboo.

Arthur looked at the ferocious face and the ready posture of the iron-eating beast, and suddenly realized something.

Ah. Aren't there those animals that normally look gentle and harmless, but in fact, once provoked, they will turn into ferocious beasts.

Retreating in front of wild beasts is a sign of weakness, which can easily arouse their desire to hunt and kill.

So can I just stay where I am and wait to be hurt?

Just as Arthur was thinking this, a figure suddenly appeared at the entrance in front.

The person who came had a high ponytail and was wearing a black tight suit. She reached the iron-eating beast with a few taps of her toes.

She raised her thin arms, passed them under the iron-eating beast, and then picked it up effortlessly.

The iron-eating beast had a round body and fluffy hair, which completely covered the woman.

At the moment when its four legs were in the air, it gathered its ferocity and strength and closed its mouth. Its round eyes slowly moved, squeezing out a few bean-sized tears. Its broad paws drooped at its sides, shaking from time to time, making it look innocent and pitiful.

"Hey."

The iron-eating beast tilted its head and made a soft and lovely sound with its plump body.

Everyone seemed calm on the surface, but their hearts seemed to be shot by an arrow, and their excitement gradually overflowed.

It's so cute, they thought.

"Our eldest child is young and has been in a bad mood recently. He loses his temper easily, but he is not a bad person by nature. I hope you can forgive him."

A woman's clear voice came from behind the iron-eating beast.

After hearing Martyri's translation, everyone immediately put away their overflowing emotions and became somewhat confused.

Being young and in a bad mood are not reasons to lose your temper, right?

If there was anything wrong they did, it was probably only triggering the mechanism and disturbing it from chewing bamboo.

Suddenly, a breeze blew by, and a man appeared among the flying bamboo leaves. He clasped his fists towards them and said, "Sorry, my sister is rude."

"Please show me your token."

Barritt frowned slightly, "A token?"

"Yes." The man lowered his arms and showed a serious face. "Without the token, how can I confirm your identity?"

Artborg pondered for a moment, then took out a golden compass from the storage box and handed it to him.

The man took it with both hands, gently stroked the patterns on it with his fingers, then nodded and said, "Well, this is indeed the magic weapon of the master of the Life Sect."

"Who among you will follow me in?"

Barritt looked at the team behind him, then at Art Bolger.

They had been eating and sleeping together all the way, never separated, so why did they just…

The man explained, "The Tang Sect has rules that outsiders are not allowed to enter. Even if it involves a major matter of saving the world, only the leader and his guards are allowed to enter."

"Besides, the Tang Sect doesn't have any extra space to accommodate you."

Yes, this is the normal way. If you are a little cautious, you will not invite a stranger you just met into your home, let alone a group of 2,000 people.

Mo Xie thought so as he looked at the three light balls in his perception field.

The man continued, "This is Tang Clan's territory, and there are few suspicious people here. As long as you avoid poisonous snakes and fierce beasts, there will be no other major dangers. We can provide materials for setting up camp, and the army can rest here."

Artborg agreed, and without hesitation selected his entourage from the team.

There were seven of them: himself, Arthurs, Moshe, Martyri, a healing magician, and two scholars.

Just like when they were in Haizhou, they had to meet the leader of the Tang Clan first.

Entering the forest path, the woman turned her arm and changed her posture, carrying the iron-eating beast on her shoulders.

"Hey!" The fluffy hair wrapped around the woman's head and shoulders. The combination of man and beast looked like a huge black and white mushroom.

The man frowned slightly, "Tang Guo, put Dabao down."

"Dabao is still feeling uncomfortable!" The woman named Tang Guo was unmoved and even took a few quicker steps.

“It’s not that delicate.”

"Just concentrate on leading the guests, Brother Tang Gao. I'll take care of Dabao!"

After saying that, the black and white mushroom turned and entered the bamboo forest and soon disappeared.

Mo Xie couldn't help but smile. A candy, a sugar cake, the people of the ancient Chinese country still like homophony.

Tang Gao looked over and said, "Why did you bring a child in? He looks about three or four years old, so he should be in the stage of awakening."

"Special reasons." Artborg said calmly without further explanation.

Tang Gao observed Mo Xie thoughtfully, and then received a kind smile in response.

The interior layout of the Tang Clan is extremely complex, with suspension bridges, long steps, round platforms, high castles, and various other buildings.

The terrain in the first half was flat, with occasional platforms half a person's height that Mo Xie could barely jump up.

In the second half, suspended buildings began to appear frequently.

From Moshe's perspective, they were about to climb a rope ladder perpendicular to the ground, then switch to a steeply inclined wooden frame halfway, and finally enter an umbrella-shaped building as tall as a large tree.

Tang Gao's feet were moving fast, and he easily climbed up to the junction of the rope ladder and the wooden frame.

He lowered his head and silently stared at the shortest figure in the team.

Even an adult would need a certain amount of strength and courage to climb up there, let alone a child who is only slightly taller than a person's knee.

The leader of the expeditionary force should take care of him, right?

This is Tang Gao’s idea.

But unfortunately, the chief doesn't take care of the children.

He looked at the child, understood the child's intention, then showed full respect and climbed up without looking back.

Arthurs leaned over and asked in a low voice: "Mo Xie, do you want me to take you upstairs?"

Moshe shook his head. "Thank you, Arthurs, but I don't need any help."

"Oh." This time, Arthurs did not show any dissatisfaction, but waited for him on the rope ladder.

It’s still the defender’s move, riding the wind.

The child is short, and if he wants to reach the top safely without using witchcraft, he needs to use the first attack of Catching the Wind.

He had used this move when he competed with Vivian.

When used with the physique and strength of a teenager, it can produce an offensive effect.

However, children have weak physical strength, so using the wind catcher can help them hold the rope firmly and reduce the risk of falling.

Arthurs and others, who had already seen Moshe's skills, were not surprised.

But Tang Gao was not like that. He slightly widened his eyes and looked back and forth at Mo Xie. What did this kid just use... martial arts?

Mastering "Wu" is the basis for using "Qi". How can he, a child from the Western Continent, know martial arts?

Before he could ask, a middle-aged man in a navy blue robe walked out from the darkness, stroked his beard with his hand, and said with a smile: "You guys take a seat first, the sect master will be here soon. Before that, can you chat with me first?"

Art Borg nodded slightly, "Okay."

In the center of the circular platform there were two sets of tables and chairs and six round stools, enough for the seven of them to sit.

The man slowly walked up to them, sighed and said: "I know why you are here. In fact, we are now facing something more terrible than the destruction of the world."

Arthurs was slightly stunned. "Is there anything more terrible than the destruction of the world?"

The man raised three fingers, his expression solemn, his tone deep: "I can't farm, I can't harvest, I can't eat."