"Ho, cluck~"

Getting closer, it was less than a hundred meters away from the dragon, and with Geralt's eyes and ears, Liang Tian even heard the sound of the dragon chewing food.

This creature, which had been deified in its previous life, had amazing teeth, and the bones on the triangular bull beast were bitten to pieces, and even the flesh and bones were swallowed into its stomach.

However, the white wolf was less than 100 meters away from him. This distance was quite close to the ten-meter-long dragon, but he had not yet found any trace of the white wolf.

It shows that even a terrifying creature such as a deified dragon cannot see Geralt in his soul form. This made Liang Tianping feel a little confident.

So much so that looking at the dragon that was eating, Liang Tian, who had always been cautious, suddenly had a bold idea.

"Come to think of it, even by the standards of the fantasy world, a creature like a dragon should be the world's top combat power. So, how good is he?"

At this moment, Liang Tian was very curious.

So he looked at the white wolf, which was no longer extraordinary, and then at the dragon that was still eating. Gritting his teeth, he finally made up his mind to pay attention.

Therefore, the white wolf Geralt, who had the same heart as Liang Tian, suddenly launched a charge towards the dragon.

And a five-meter-tall giant beast suddenly appeared in the eyes, and the dragon that was eating was also startled. In a flash of light, Geralt, who seized the opportunity, was able to strike first, and opened his mouth to spew out several wind blades.

In the past, when it had not been further strengthened, the wind blade spit out by the white wolf could directly cut off the thick trees with the mouth of the bowl. Now, the white wolf has been greatly strengthened, and the wind blade in his mouth is naturally even more powerful.

They had experimented with Geralt's wind blade now, and even stones the size of a human head could be smashed.

Unexpectedly, even so, the wind blade slashed on the dragon's scales, but it only shattered a few dragon scales on the dragon's body.

Then, the dragon was enraged by Geralt's sneak attack.

"Lo, Sa, !!"

He roared, but what came out of his mouth was the dragon language that Liang Tian didn't understand at all. Then, dragon's breath, enough to melt steel, erupted from the dragon's mouth.

Seeing this, the white wolf instantly switched back to his soul form, but the terrifying heat that was enough to melt the steel still made the white wolf feel unbearable.

"No, we're no match for him, come back!"

Liang Tian was suddenly shocked, he didn't expect the gap between the two sides to be so big.

The white wolf in soul form disappeared in an instant. Suddenly, with the power of omnipotent faith, the white wolf teleported to the statue of Liang Tian at the northernmost outpost of the tribe.

"Drink, roar!!"

At the same time, the angry dragon flapped its wings and soared into the air. A pair of eyes watched the rocks and the earth that had been set on fire by himself, and there was no trace of the enemy. Thinking that the enemy was a dragon burned to ashes, the anger in his heart subsided.

Just turning his head and thinking about it, the dragon didn't understand, "Where did the white wolf who dared to offend him come from?"

This unsolvable mystery made the dragon feel so bad that the wolves on the steppe fell into bad luck. Enraged dragons began to vent their anger on them, so much so that the wolves within a radius of tens of miles were almost wiped out.

But Liang Tianzi, who was hundreds of miles away from all this, knew nothing.

Now he only feels palpitations.

Although I had long guessed that the dragons of this world might be terrifying, when the dragon really showed its strength. I have to say that Liang Tian was still scared.

How could he have imagined that Geralt, the white wolf he regarded as his arm, was not an opponent at all in front of the dragon.

"I have to put away my contempt for the world. ”

He secretly said in his heart: "The tribe must become stronger. The more believers you believe, the stronger your power will be. "Everything still goes around this fundamental question.

However, after seeing the terrifying power possessed by the dragon, Liang Tian's heart to guide the tribe's external expansion was not so strong.

After all, compared to creatures like dragons, today's tribes are still too weak. If the strength is insufficient, blind external expansion may bring disaster to the tribe.

So with a wave of his hand, he used the old method of martial arts to select two hundred warriors from the tribe. After some thought, Liang Tian temporarily released the restrictions on the witch bell, let her personally preside over the ceremony, and blessed those who were chosen.

And this also made the prestige of the bell in the tribe climb rapidly. In one fell swoop, she surpassed the other witches in the tribe and was called the Hand of God by the believers.

Because apart from God, the witch bell is indeed the only person who can bless Liang Tianxing. She thus became the head of the tribal witches, and her status was more transcendent than that of the leaders of the tribal settlements.

Therefore, Liang Tian felt that it was time to institutionalize this blessing ceremony.

Just like the imperial examination of the feudal dynasty, let this carrot called hope hang in front of the believers all the time, making them more motivated.

Therefore, after considering the actual situation, Liang Tian decided that from now on, the time of blessing will be set at once every three years, and 100 people will be given each time. The date is set for the winter of the year.

He then informed the tribesmen of the new rules, who in turn communicated them to each of their followers.

And what about the believers? When they learned about it, they were both happy and worried.

The rejoicing person feels that once he has a fixed time, he does not have to wait aimlessly. The sorrowful feel that the quota of 100 people every three years is too small, and that the increasing population of the tribe will make it more and more difficult to obtain blessings in the future.

But now, the tribesmen who can think so far are still a minority after all.

Besides, the rules were formulated by Liang Tian himself, and in addition to this obedience, the sorrowful had nowhere to object. Therefore, after the promulgation of this rule, it was successfully recognized by all the tribesmen.

In this way, in the expectation of some clansmen, time passed minute by minute. In the blink of an eye, three years are fleeting.

Therefore, in the winter of this year, a much-anticipated and long-awaited martial arts competition was held.

The witch bell, known as the Hand of God, became the well-deserved host of the conference. Then, through a three-day competition, 100 selected candidates stood out.

Then, the witch bell personally blessed these people on behalf of Liang Tian. This once again raised her prestige among the tribe, so much so that after the assembly, even the tamper and the bamboo tiger, who had been blessed three times, had to salute her.

Naturally, the number of witches in the tribe gradually increased.

If this trend continues, it will only be a matter of time before men who are not suitable for witchcraft are completely excluded.

But even so, the tribe itself is still a patriarchal society that is patriarchal and inferior.

After all, at today's level of productivity, men have an innate advantage far over women. The problem of male superiority and inferiority of women is not something that one or two excellent women can grasp. It's a general trend in society.

In this regard, Liang Tian will not do anything to intervene.