Almost there.

The torrential rain that had just fallen had stopped, but the sky was still cloudy.

Black clouds rolling, and the occasional electric light can be seen streaking across the sky, gathering strength to prepare for the next rainstorm that lasts longer.

Albert could see a young man on horseback far away, and the shepherds of thunderstorms were not relieved to herd sheep into the sheepfold and let their dogs watch them, and in this magical world, wolves could use many more strategies than our wolves here, and they were more patient.

For example, if an awakened wolf has the ability to influence the wind, then it can lurk in ambushes where the shepherd dog may pass by, and use the wind to blow away its own scent, which happens every month and is unavoidable, so the shepherd needs to pay more attention.

In addition, on rainy days, wolves are more likely to come out to the herdsmen's houses to find food, because the sound of thunderstorms will drown out their sounds, and the rain will also dilute their smell.

Cecilia was already asleep on his back, yes, again.

She stretched her inhuman body and slept soundly, looking at the comfortable expression and unconscious smile, it was probably a sweet dream, maybe, she dreamed of chatting and eating with her family, or something? From that subtle, confused dream, he couldn't speculate, and he didn't want to guess, just buried his head and walked with her on his back, at most ten minutes later, it was time to arrive.

Another flash of lightning helped him see the face of the young man who had just turned his head and rode slowly towards this place.

The height may be around 1.8 meters, the body is thin, the Asian face is wheat-colored, and some inhuman accessories can be seen, so it is an orc, and it is a cat family.

The man seemed startled when he saw him.

Then his gaze began to wander over her face, driving the human-sized horse around the two of them, sniffing hard.

The young man's expression suddenly became subtle, from surprise to affirmation, from affirmation to delight, and then Albert quickly reacted.

He called tentatively, "Uncle?"

Then he saw the young man riding away.

What's going on? Didn't she write to her family about herself? That should be the eldest brother's mistake, but how did he react, quite big? A few questions quickly popped up in his mind, and the whole person looked at the man in a little stunned.

Two older brothers, one sister, healthy parents, grandmother is still alive, she said that the family situation is basically like this, it should be one of her brothers.

It looks like I can't get a ride.

The wizard of the second ring said this to himself, pursed his lips, stepped on the hard stone path under his feet, and quickened his pace.

He smelled the rain, and this time, it would come in about half an hour.

The wind rises, blowing the grass and swaying slightly, the faint light makes the fluorescent plants hidden in the grass stand out, some small creatures are shuttling through the grass, they are still alive will come out to see the situation, as for the others, if they are a little less lucky, they will be buried alive, a large amount of rain will flow down the hole and soak into the soil, and the continuous and violent weather will make them suffocate due to the collapse of the hole.

And then there are the older guys.

Albert saw a wolf hiding on the dirt slope ahead, and it was well hidden, but its body temperature betrayed it.

In the blessing of [Thermal Vision], its own red thermal energy spectrum is in stark contrast to the surrounding blue, it is still alive, has body temperature, and it is impossible to learn to cover its temperature, then it is inevitable to appear in his sight, and the wolf seems to be stalking.

As mentioned earlier, a thunderstorm is the best time for them to hunt.

When a pack of wolves targets a flock, their first step is to scout.

Detect whether there are shepherd dogs, how many are there, where is the resting place, a total of a few sheep, simply put, choose a leg and foot to find out the situation, and then formulate tactics, start hunting, more ways to play, less ways to play. They have the ability to think.

In fact, except for insects and creatures that are too small, all animals have some degree of intelligence, pigs can play video games, I am not sarcastic, I checked it on the Internet myself.

After being able to do [psychic connection], many of the past prejudices against animals have been broken.

For example, we often say that dogs are loyal.

But in reality it's just following instinct.

In the past millions of years of evolution, the ancestors of dogs, wolves, have always maintained a group life, they have engraved the class consciousness into the bones, and people raise dogs, in the eyes of dogs, people are its "head wolf", your instructions to your pet dog in its eyes are the "head wolf" instructions, hidden in the depths of the dog's genes instinct will let it use life to carry out your orders, protect you.

But personally, I don't recommend keeping too many large dogs on an individual basis, because in their eyes, they are a hunting group, and if you can't afford them, they may attack them in groups, which is an old tradition: re-elect a new wolf king.

Some time ago, a guy in a foreign country who was bitten to death by a pack of wild dogs raised by himself is a good example.

This is also the reason why some dogs take good care of their owner's children, in their eyes, they are "cubs under the head wolf".

However, some fierce large dogs may attack the owner's baby, and they should be extra careful, as evidenced by the "Tibetan mastiff eats the owner's baby with only one head" that once shocked the whole country, in their eyes, the class relationship is like this: the owner > the dog >Newly added vulnerable individuals.

People have words, beasts have beast words, and both parties can't understand each other's words, so they make up their own brains, and they think they are intimate.

To say that it is loyal is just that we put our own thinking on it.

Some people may look unhappy, so let's take another example, when I was writing an essay in elementary school, I wrote what the tree made and what contribution the wheat made, and did it feel that it had contributed?

Of course not.

All it knew was that it had been cut down, eaten, and then died.

And after the Avaranga people knew that animals and plants were "alive" and "thinking", they ———— eat as they are.

After all, it was always inevitable to eat, drink and Lazar in the past in the five rings, either eat or die, multiple-choice questions, and disagree with yourself to talk about life with the [Spirit of Nature] and then go to eat air.

Albert saw the wolf, the wolf seemed to see Albert, it chirped lowly, it was a very penetrating howl, it was intended, to give up this place for a while, in front of two people, the wolves could not succeed, the young wolf remembered that when he was a child, he had seen a man running after a wild deer with a boulder of cubic meters.

The impact of the Nation's Transcendence on nature is enormous, and the humanoids are seen as an out-of-spec force that surpasses the limits of their ability to respond.

Of course, it's different in winter when the snow covers the mountains.

Wolves frantically hungry don't mind taking a gamble.

The young man who had just ridden back came again at this time, but he followed the others, and they were all riding horses, and there were another man and a woman, and the leader was a middle-aged man.

The leader seemed to still have something in his hand.

Is that... Well...

An enchanted machete more than a meter long?