Watching Moss fly away, Red Furious turned and walked towards the honeycomb. Since the little goblin wants to leave, he will not stop him. If Moss is willing to stay with him, perhaps the Red Dragon will consider rewarding her at the right time, such as completing her body or even helping her evolve.

But everyone has their own choices, and it's also true that Red Fury can't keep the leprechauns safe in the honeyhive. "Gone, gone. The red dragon muttered to himself, "The honeycomb is dangerous, but I don't think the journey to Clover Valley will be peaceful. Good luck. ”

Red fury swaggered all the way to the bottom of the dead tree, strangely no other slender-waisted bee guards coming to stop him. At this time, the honeyhive was directly above his head, like a large chandelier hanging from the ceiling. With the current condition of the red dragon, it is impossible to climb the tree.

Red Fury was not in a hurry, though, for he had seen countless bees pouring out of the hive. They flew into the air and lined up in formation, like a trained regular army.

The number of slender-waisted bees is terrifying, and the sky is darkened with dense covering. The roar of the wings vibrating was even more deafening. This posture seems to be that the entire honeycomb of slender-waisted bees has gathered in the sky.

"That's an exaggeration. Red Fury didn't expect that he would be so valued, and he couldn't help but feel a little complacent, "So many people can bury me alive when they come down together." ”

However, the red dragon immediately realized that he was making a fool of himself. The slender-waisted bees lined up and flew away in groups, and even when they saw him, they didn't take him seriously.

"Hey, I'm here, I'm here. Seeing more and more slender bees flying away, and the sky reappeared, Red Fury felt how lost he was. He shouted loudly, hoping to attract the attention of the bees.

But it didn't work at all, and occasionally two slender-waisted bees cast a glance, and it was only a glimpse, but none of them flew towards him. "Hey. You can't do that. The red dragon shouted angrily, "I've come here on purpose, I want to see Queen Biyi." Have you heard, I want to see Queen Biyi. ”

Unfortunately, it seems that no one heard Red Fury's complaints. When the last swarm of bees is gone, the hive area suddenly falls silent. It was lifeless, and the red dragon felt like he had walked into a cemetery. The beehive hanging from the dead tree is the only tombstone in the cemetery.

"Damn it!" Red Furious couldn't have expected this outcome anyway, "I shouldn't have let that goblin go. I didn't know the way to Clover Valley, so now I had to push forward. ”

Red Furious cheered up and walked towards the place where the tree sacrifice to Aot was, if he remembered correctly. The thatch along the road is abundant and dense, probably because the slender-waisted bees rely on flight, so there is no road in the grassy forest near the honeycomb. But it hurt the three-fingered palm monster. His small stature struggled to walk through these dense weeds.

"No, no. The red dragon sat down to rest by a thatched tree, "If you walk like this, you won't be able to reach the big tree next year." I've got to find some leg strength. Really, the birds don't seem to dare to attack me. Otherwise, catch a bird and ride it. But it's the most effortless. ”

It may be that it is still within the territory of the honeyhive, and Red Fury has not encountered any other bugs along the way. He was like a lonely traveler, walking alone in the desert.

Red Fury rested enough and stood up. He squeezed a Divine Character out of his severed finger. "To use it or not to use it?" he said to himself, "to use these treasures just to get on the road." ”

"It's not mine anyway, so don't use it in vain. The red dragon pressed the god character against his body. Immediately, his body flashed with electric light, making a "crackling" sound.

"Heh" Red Fury roared, and his body began to grow suddenly, but this time it did not grow into a "giant" like in the mushroom castle. His body only grew to the height of thatch before it stopped. The red dragon leaned down slightly and scurried out.

Red Fury is like an angry elephant. Rushing forward like crazy. He had no scruples, and he didn't care about the grassy forests that stood in his way. He ran over all the way, with amazing efficiency, and he carved a path wherever he passed. The red dragon strode forward, taking advantage of his short-lived physical advantage to rush desperately. He controlled his growth. Sacrifice the maximum size in exchange for a certain duration.

Red Fury's strategy was still very successful, and he ran for more than a minute before his body "crackled" back to its original size. The red dragon rushed into the thatched grass with a "ahh

"Hahaha, it's worth it. Red Rage gasped twice and laughed. For he saw that the thatch in front of him had become sparse, and that he had come to the edge of the grassy forest.

Red ran forward excitedly. After a while, he vaguely saw a sparkling field in the distance, and there seemed to be a large body of water. The red dragon ran a few more steps, and his steps suddenly slowed down. He heard a "buzzing" sound, which was interspersed with a few rapid "chirping" sounds from time to time.

"It's the bees and the birds. The red dragon looked at the sky vigilantly, and did not notice anything unusual for the time being. But as he got closer to the water, the "buzzing" and "chirping" sounds became clearer.

"Are all the bees from the honeyhive here?" said Red Fury, finally reaching the water's edge. He hid behind the thatch and looked out, and in front of him was a river tens of meters wide, the water was turquoise and unusually calm, reflecting everything in the sky.

But instead of blue skies and white clouds, hundreds of thousands of slender-waisted bees are ready to go. They are arranged in a neat row, like a dark cloud that has been cut and discharged. On the other side of the river, thousands of birds fluttered in the air, noisy and noisy.

The bees and birds confronted each other, and from time to time swarms of bees flew out of the ranks and rushed towards the other side of the river. Dozens of birds also flew out of the flock to meet the flock.

The battle was fierce, with feathers and limbs scattered everywhere, entangled with each other, biting and capturing. The slender bees are brave and fearless, cooperate with tacit understanding, go forward and one after another, and rest until death; When they collide together, the bees and birds often die together and fall into the river like rain. A large number of corpses floated on the surface of the river, as well as wounded soldiers. The soldiers struggled, flopped and tried to pounce on their opponents, but in the end they only sank to the bottom faster.