When Wren and the Great Witch Priest Marfa came out, it was already an hour later.

Wu Duo has been waiting outside the bamboo building.

She watched Wren come out, greeted him with a smile, and asked, "Dr. Wren, what have you talked about with the teacher, talking about it for so long..."

Ben just asked casually, not really wanting to ask, she smiled and showed shallow dimples at the corner of her mouth, and said without waiting for an answer: "The teacher is actually very strict." On weekdays, even if the elders go in, they just come out after a few words. I haven't seen anyone talk to him for so long..."

Wren looked at Uduo, his expression changed slightly, and he also said casually: "Talked about some routes for the future development of the tribe." ”

"Oh."

Uduo didn't care, and he didn't ask.

And at this time, it just so happened that looking in the distance, a group of young warriors dragged the corpses of several dinosaurs back to the stockade happily.

The fighters laughed excitedly.

Because the earth dragons have thick skin and meat, and they run fast, their roars will also intimidate the monster mounts, and they are extremely difficult to hunt. In the past, it was mainly driven away, and it was rare to really kill a few.

This time, more than 30 earth dragons were left, leaving more than 10, which was an unprecedented harvest.

The owners of the stockade happily gathered in front of the gate of the village as if they were celebrating a festival, and welcomed the hunting party of the harvest.

"Wow... This time, I actually hunted more than a dozen earth dragons! ”

"Haha, thanks to the artillery Dr. Tuxter got us. It's so easy to use! Those little earth dragons with rough skin and thick flesh were stunned with one shot..."

"Let's go, let's send a dragon leg to Mr. Tust and little brother Karl. If it weren't for the equipment they forged for us, I'm afraid that several more fighters would have died this time..."

"Yes... Send one to Dr. Wren too. ”

“...”

Although there were no deaths of warriors this time, several were seriously injured during the round-up, and several of the Warcraft mounts were also bitten to death.

Wren was a little surprised, because he found that the people involved in the hunt of dinosaurs were all young warriors of the second and third orders, and even the captain of the hunt was only a fourth order.

He asked Uduo beside him curiously, "Why didn't the elders make a move?" ”

If the elders make a move, no matter how powerful those dinosaurs are, they will definitely have no return.

"It's a tribal tradition."

Udo, the young girl, was not very old, but in the calm tone of High Priest Coleman, she said, "Young warriors need to fight to hone their hunting skills and learn to brave bloodshed and death. If the elders make a move every time, then the younger generation of warriors will not grow. Our Coleman warriors will never fear battle and death! ”

"Hmm."

When Wren heard this, he also nodded approvingly.

It is this brutal natural environment and daily battles that really create such a strong fighting clan.

Coleman's formidable fighting power is something Wren knows very well.

Wren's genetic potions and martial arts are among the best on the market.

His own combat power was originally considered the top among first-order fighters, and with the addition of "strange power", he was almost invincible. But in the hands of these fellow first-order Coleman warriors, there are not many people in the tribe who can fight with him.

These guys are born warriors, and their combat experience and skills are all grown up in Machine City, and those people simply can't be compared. Even the experienced hunters are not at the same starting point as this group of primitive civilization warriors who have been hunting in the jungle since childhood.

Although the "tribal system" is primitive and backward, it can be compared with feudal private ownership, but it also has its very prominent worries.

The resources in the tribe are all uniformly distributed, and "knowledge" such as "knowledge" is almost always shared.

As long as you have a good fit and enough materials, everyone will be exposed to the highest quality potions that can be advanced;

As long as you can learn it, the martial arts of the tribe are all open, and the seniors are also willing to instruct the brave and studious young warriors...

Can you imagine that the martial arts moves in the tribe that are casually drawn with charcoal on stone tablets are comparable to "advanced" or "mysterious" martial arts on the outside?

The Coleman tribe's tribal distribution system gave the warriors no concept of private exercises.

Just like the set of "Wild Bull Boxing" used by children in the tribe to enlighten and lay the foundation, it is a kind of advanced boxing method in the outside world.

In the private ownership of the lords, this is completely unthinkable.

Those high-level martial arts, exercises, crystal nuclei, potions... Everything was the private property of the lord, completely controlled by the high nobles. Civilians at the bottom have no chance to get to the base at all.

They control "knowledge" and make the people ignorant, so that they can more firmly establish their dominance.

Thinking about the advantages and disadvantages of the two civilizations, Wren's thoughts drifted away.

At this time, someone not far away shouted at him, pulling his thoughts back.

"Hey... Dr. Wren, we've brought you Earth Dragon Meat..."

When I looked closely, the warriors who had participated in the hunt had just cut a large piece of bloody dinosaur meat, and they enthusiastically sent it over with it.

Hospitality to the friends of the Coleman clan must be the best.

.......

The days of peace flickered and it was ten days later.

After Wren took off his gas mask, he became extremely efficient.

He also knew that he was about to break through, and spent a lot of time in penance meditation every day.

On this day,

Wren suddenly opened his eyes in meditation, and his face was radiant. And at this time, it was visible to the naked eye that a layer of light purple and faint arc of vindictive gauze appeared on the surface of his body.

"The vindictiveness is overflowing!"

He was overjoyed.

During this period of time, he meditated on the edge of the sinkhole every day, and the rich "Abyss Demonic Qi" brought him more than ten times the cultivation efficiency.

Finally, the fighting qi in the meridians reached a state of overflow today.

At this time, Wren did not hesitate, took out the [Usurper] potion jar that had been prepared a long time ago, and then poured it into his mouth.

For a moment, a slightly pungent smell gurgled into my throat.

"The smell of this potion is really choking..."

Drinking, Wren didn't forget to complain.

Compared to regular genetic potions, the Colemans' specialty potions are more like a pot of herbal soup, with a large amount and a good taste. The drink made people's stomachs tumble. If he hadn't known that this thing was refined by the elder himself, he really wouldn't dare to drink it indiscriminately.

But I have to say that although this potion does not look good and tastes bad, the effect of the medicine is so rough that people call it "cool".

The potion flowed down his throat into his esophagus, and the violent power of the liquid was immediately absorbed into his body and meridians.

Once again, Wren felt the surging state in his body that seemed like a volcano was about to erupt. Just wait for the potency to be dissolved, and that layer of boundaries will be broken through, and it will immediately turn into a butterfly!

Because it is an exclusive potion of the same sequence, the purity is not low, so the fit is very high.

Not long after the entrance to the potion entrance, Wren immediately felt that this advance had been completed!

didn't dare to be careless, when his body felt this way, he immediately turned on his fighting spirit and began to guide the liquid medicine into his body...

The meridians widen, the muscles become stronger, the bones become tougher, and the five senses become clearer...

His body was taking another step with the extraordinary power of the potion.

......

Not far away, a grass hut.

Uduo was setting up a bonfire leaning against a huge piece of demonic beast meat. She knew that after Wren advanced, he would need a lot of energy, so she prepared plenty of food for him.

"Wow, Brother Wren is going to advance..."

"The amount of fighting energy of the Ray kid is the most powerful I have ever seen in the advanced second-order transcendent..."

"That's amazing. Grandpa, should I also advance to the extraordinary? ”

"Hmm..."

Old Man Tust and Karl chatted without a word. The grandfather and grandson also had a rare day not to stay in the mechanical workshop, but to witness this moment of Wren's advancement.

On the side, the legend of Bazel rarely did not wander around.

He looked at the advanced Wren, and his eyes were full of anticipation.

Previously, he hoped that the little doctor who could treat his injuries would advance as soon as possible so that he could help him pull out the silver needle in his body.

But now, for some reason, he was vaguely expecting something else.

He wanted to see how far Wren could go and how strong he could become.

Looking at the thick purple douqi gauze on Wren's body, the legend suddenly felt a little sour, and muttered in his heart: "If you can directly absorb the 'True Demon Qi' in the sinkhole, it's no wonder that this kid's cultivation speed is not fast..."

Thinking of this, he sniffed his nose too, and inhaled a wisp of black gas suddenly, still very uncomfortable.

Although you don't need to wear a gas mask now, you still have to take some black decoction every once in a while to help your body metabolize those negative substances.

Now they all know that it's not a "toxin", but a good thing that really benefits the body.

Bazel also had to sigh that only Wren's special transcendent sequence that he could "self-heal" at any time could enjoy the brutal breathing method of the Colemans.

He suddenly felt that the banana in his hand was not so fragrant.

"I don't know how that kid cultivates, others may not be able to gather a 'gang line' for a few months, this guy is like drinking water, just rubbing it casually..."

Spit and complain, but Bazel is also looking forward to it.

After the second order of Wren, the injury that had plagued him for so long could finally heal. As soon as the silver needle was drawn, he would immediately be able to recover his peak combat strength. At that time, you could really go anywhere in the world.

And just when Wren advanced,

In the distance, the hillside is decorated with Toba bamboo upstairs, and a pair of wise and old eyes are also looking at it from afar.

......

The temple tribe deep inside the "Forest of Ashes" is like a paradise.

Here lives a group of simple and kind people who were originally indisputable with the world.

But the roaring sound of the steam boiler shattered the peace of this primeval forest, which had been isolated from the world for countless years.

The tall mechanical city had advanced to the outskirts of the forest, like a steel beast that exuded destruction, rampaging through the jungle.

What a place for lunch!

You can't find such a huge tree in the wasteland, and if you cut down a few of them, you can sell them for a good price for those noble lords; The jungle is full of rare animals and plants, and potion materials are everywhere; The large miners can't wait to get up and running, and with a casual shovel, they can unearth insanely high-purity coal at shallow depths...

For the five families of Radiant City and those nobles with large-scale mining equipment, this is black gold everywhere!

Every day, information comes back that tribes large and small are being attacked by hunters.

More and more tribes were slaughtered, and the homeless old, weak, sick and disabled came to the Atrium tribe, gathering more and more.

Feelings of despair and hatred are growing.

After Wren advanced, he became busier and busier, because more and more wounded were returning from the front, and too many people needed treatment...

.......

On this day, another urgent battle report suddenly came.

The Great Witch Festival called a meeting of the elders, saying that there was a strong wave of enemies in the forest, and at least an "elder-level" master would be needed to stop it.

Rennes, as a "staff officer," also attended the meeting.

But when I heard it, I was shocked.

"What? You said that the enemy was a very powerful female swordsman, a fishbone light sword, and the high-level ice law used? ”

When Wren heard the fighters brought back from the front describe the situation of the enemy, his expression suddenly became strange.

No matter how he listened, he thought that the "enemy" who broke into the forest was Her Royal Highness the eldest princess!

Immediately, he thought of an errand and almost forgot about it.

That guy named Metternich seems to have sent a letter to himself?

Is divination so mysterious...

Did you really come across it?