Gran finds the Bear Leader.

At this time, it was waiting for Gran with several strong war bears.

After Gran appeared, the war bears were excited.

Their appearance is familiar.

It's another picture of seeing a rare animal.

Gran had been looked at this way several times.

He landed in front of the war bears, and the war bears were noticeably more excited.

The leader of the war bear asked him, "Is Lao Tzu's master easy to get along with?" ”

"The old war bear is quite easy to get along with, it turns out that it is your master?" Gran didn't expect that the position of the leader of the War Bear was passed down from generation to generation.

The leader of the war bear replied, "Yes, the dragon language was taught to Lao Tzu by it. ”

"Oh, I thought it taught you how to fight."

The leader of the war bear denied: "That's not it, it only taught Lao Tzu Longyu. Only the most powerful and prestigious Warrior Bear in the prime of life can become the leader, and the new leader will have to learn the dragon language from the Warrior Bear, who can speak dragon language. ”

"Doesn't it sound like only the Bear Leader can learn dragon language?" Gran was confused.

"That's not, on the contrary, the clan still encourages learning dragon language, but..."The leader of the war bear whispered: "It is really troublesome to learn dragon language, no bear is willing to learn it at all, and it took Lao Tzu more than ten years to learn dragon language to the way it is now." ”

"Really? That makes sense, too. ”

Gran felt that these war bears were all rough and leafy, and they probably couldn't calm down to learn dragon language.

If he was asked to learn the language of the war bear, he would definitely not want to learn it.

After all, he doesn't have enough time and mind right now.

"Anyway, I've entrusted Cyne to your master. Chief, where is you? Will you just let them go with us? ”

"Blake, don't you think it's enough? Our people can come out of the nest. "The leader of the War Bears is going to call some more War Bears.

Gran denied: "No, this kind of action doesn't need too many war bears, too many of them will have the opposite effect." ”

This time, we must exterminate all the dryads stationed in the material storage, and not a single one will be left.

Passing with a mighty army of war bears, it is estimated that it will scare the dryads away.

If you let the dryads go back, bring the army over.

The situation is not good.

So Gran still adopts a strategy of less but fine.

"The main thing is to see if they are willing to listen to my advice."

Gran looked at each of the war bears, each of them was fierce, and none of them looked like obedient masters.

The leader of the war bear said lightly: "It's simple, Blake, you wait, Lao Tzu has something to say to them." ”

So the leader of the war bears came to the other war bears and shouted loudly in the language of the war bears: "Compatriots, as I said before, today the son of the first dragon will take us to fight with the tree spirit!"

You'll have to listen to the advice of the Sons of the First Dragon, and let's go smash the heads of those bark bastards! ”

"Okay, I want to see what the Son of the First Dragon has to do with Niu X."

"I've seen the dryads unpleasant! Pretend to be very powerful every day, none of the cubs of the Ancestral Dragons are like this, and they deserve it? ”

"I'm the same!"

The War Bears were excited, especially when they heard that they were going to smash the Dryad's head.

The leader of the war bears proudly said to Gran, "Why, they are very energetic and willing to listen to Blake. ”

Each of the war bears was fierce and vicious, and Glenn was a little frightened when he saw it.

But it's good to have spirit and fighting spirit, and Gran hopes that these war bears can put their fighting spirit to good use on the dryads.

Gran looked up at the thickening clouds in the sky.

The leader of the Battle Bears said, "Tell them to go now." ”

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Shortly after they left War Bear territory, it rained.

"Tick-tock, tick-tock..."

The rain dripped down the forest, and the sound of rain was incessant.

Gran and the War Bear weave through the forest in the rain, referencing their memories.

It was the first rain he had experienced since coming to the Atlas.

After the rain, Gran tried to fly into the air to confirm that he was still able to fly.

But when he saw a pterodactyl split into black charcoal by lightning in the air, he didn't dare to fly at will.

Gran and the leader of the war bear were concerned: "Are you war bears afraid of rain? ”

The leader of the War Bear replied, "There is no problem with this rainfall, Blake, you don't need to worry about us. ”

Along the way, War Bear was much more worry-free than Gran had imagined.

He also thought that the war bears would be unconvinced by their small size, but in fact they were very obedient.

They won't attack other creatures casually and affect their journey.

As soon as Gran makes a move, the bears will show their surprise at what they see.

It made him feel weird.

Gran: They continued on their way to their goal.

The team's march was not slow, and he was a little reluctant to keep up with the speed of the war bears.

Glen expects to be there by sunrise the next day.

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late at night

Dryad stronghold.

The rain hadn't stopped, and most of the dryads had taken refuge in the huts.

But several dryads had to keep vigil, and they had to expose themselves to the rain with white torches.

One of the dryads complained, "Why do you have a vigil in this weather? ”

Another tree spirit said with an ugly face, "Whoever let the Commander order this, it feels that the giant wolf's sense of smell is limited on a rainy day, and there will be risks. ”

One of the dryads proudly said, "There is no risk, only those who do not have long eyes will dare to attack us." ”

The dryads looked down on other creatures in their bones, and dragons and Titans also had more or less such problems.

Being in a high position all year round naturally gives rise to a sense of pride.

One dryad was very depressed.

"I'm getting annoyed, you can shut up. Aren't you afraid of rain getting into your mouth? ”

One of the dryads looked into the depths of the forest in confusion and muttered, "Strange, how can I see a vague white light?" ”

The other dryads disagreed, "You're mistaken, the next batch of supplies won't arrive in a few days." ”

Unconvinced, the dryad said, "No, I'm not mistaken, the white light does exist. If you don't believe me, I'll find out the white light and show it to you. ”

"Whatever you want. Alas... This rain is really annoying, why don't you stop it quickly. The other dryads didn't pay much attention to it, they just thought that the dryads who saw the white light were insane from their vigil.

The dryad entered the forest alone with a torch of white light.

It walked in the direction where it saw the white light.

Finally, a white-fledged torch was found in a meadow.

The dryad picked up the white torch and looked at it carefully.

"Strange, isn't this our thing? Isn't there some stupid guy who fell here. ”

Suddenly, an unusually foul-smelling gas came from overhead.

The smell made it trance-like.

The dryad reacted quickly and tried to raise his weapon.

But the guy who attacked it moved faster, and a large figure quickly twisted its neck.

It wasn't given a chance to scream.

Gran landed on the ground, holding a torch of white light.

Throw it into a nearby bush and hide it.

The stinking breath was better than expected, and Gran gave the n-class talent an excellent evaluation.

He regretted not using this talent in his first evolution.

That might be a lot less.

Gran then asked the Bear Leader to carry the dryad's corpse away and throw it into the darkness.

Then the Bear Leader went into hiding again.

Gran flew into the air, using the darkness to cover herself.

Soon, a dryad noticed something was wrong.

Another dryad entered the forest.

Gran and the others did the same, and soon killed another dryad.

The stinking breath was still effective, but this time the dryad reacted violently, almost stabbing the bear leader with his weapon.

Glendam was happy to be a fisherman, but he felt that next time it would not be so effective.