These small green creatures, seeing that there were 'people' coming, caused some commotion, but soon a small team quickly assembled, these low green humanoid creatures, holding wooden guns and forks, purred and screamed, and ran out of an awkward high-raised figure-eight step, which was quite fast.

Although it looks like these little green men are imposing, Sillo is not in a hurry.

After a while, the little green men ran not far from Syllo, and when they were about to attack, they all stopped.

The little green man in the lead ran closer, and then said with a sigh of relief: "Hahahaha, it turned out to be Master Syllo." ”

The dwarf creature that spoke, with green scales and a fish-headed human body, had two rows of sharp teeth exposed under the fish's lips when it spoke, and transparent mucus dripping from time to time.

The Fishmen are a vassal race of the Fox Clan.

Because of their ugly appearance, the status of the fish-people in the orc world is very low, not much different from kobolds.

No orcs want to live with them, except for the foxes.

And the fox man's idea is also very simple, I don't care if your vassal race is good-looking, anyway, it's not as good-looking as my fox race.

With this in mind, the fox people are the only higher orc race willing to accept the fish-people.

"Long time no see, Patriarch Uluru." Sitting on the tall giant wolf, Ullo smiled gently: "How is the life of your people?" ”

"Okay." The fish-man speaks with a purring bubble sound in his throat.

Fish-people look similar to other races, but fox-people have a natural sense of smell, and they can distinguish between different individuals by their taste.

Syllo glanced around, the life of the fish-people seemed to be good, and there were many more people than in previous years: "A human mage came not long ago, and after staying in our city for a while, he fled. ”

"Human mage?" The fish-man's white eyes, which were already like light bulbs, opened even wider: "Here they are again?" ”

Sillo nodded, "So I want you to patrol the coast and contact us if you find anything." ”

The fish-man nodded vigorously: "Snorr, I understand, humans deserve to die, we will do our best to defend this side of the coastline." ”

With the promise of the Uluru patriarch, Shirlo was relieved.

Now his biggest fear is that humans will escape from the coastline.

The smell of the seaside is too strong, and the body odor of humans will be masked, and it is quite difficult for the fox people to find a human by the smell on the coast.

But the Fish-People are inherently insensitive to the smell of the ocean, and they are very sensitive to 'foreign' smells, which makes them very suitable for defending the coastline.

Then Sillo rode away with five hundred wolves into the western forest, a puff of dust and smoke rising behind them.

When there was still some distance from the mountain forest, the giant wolf knight who was running at the front slowed down, and when he was level with Sillo, the foxman archer, who was also quite handsome, said: "Young master, I have already smelled the smell of that human, he should hide in the mountain forest." ”

"Then chase after him, don't let him escape." Sillo's expression was quite excited, the grassland and the mountains are the home of the fox clan, in essence, they are the low-level version of the elves of the orcs, but they don't have the lifespan and spell-casting talent of the elf clan: "The mage's wind flying technique consumes very spiritual power, flying from the city to the mountains and forests, his magic power should be consumed by most of it, and the number of spells cast must have been affected." ”

Then Sillo raised his hand and shouted, "Everyone, speed up, don't let the humans run." ”

Five hundred wolf riders roared at the same time.

At this time, Roland was resting on the top of the mountain, recovering his magic.

The two-story stone building still leaves only ventilation holes to lock itself in.

But this time, Roland learned wisely and released three magic spiders in advance to act as sentry outside.

One of the spiders climbed to the top of the hill and stayed at the top of the tree, observing its surroundings.

Soon, the dust pillar raised by the five hundred wolves rode and ran attracted the attention of the magic spider, and then the pictures were transmitted to Roland's mind in the spiritual channel.

Roland opened a gap in the small building, used the slow fall technique to reduce the body odor, and easily climbed to the height of the big tree, and then saw the wolf cavalry at the foot of the mountain.

You can't come for yourself, right?

Roland didn't want to get into trouble in his search for the Magic Tower.

But things didn't go his way, and Roland watched from a distance as the black-spotted villain on the wolf cavalry got off his mount, first dispersed, surrounded the foot of the mountain, and then began to walk up the mountain.

Looking at the hundreds of small black dots that had sunk into the woods at the foot of the mountain, Roland knew that things could not be left to chance.

I don't know how the other party found me, but there's no need to stay here any longer.

This time, he didn't consume much magic power, and with more than two hours of rest, he was almost full.

The other party dared to send someone to search the mountains to hunt him down, which shows that it is very likely that he came prepared.

For example, some magic restrictions, or special things like no-fly.

If it's surrounded, it's not good.

Roland turned the stone building back into dirt, and then swooped into the sky, and then several spatial bubbles were projected, flying directly to the sea.

Roland's movement when he flew was very loud, needless to say, the sound was very noisy, and the magic fluctuations of the space bubble were also quite obvious.

When Roland flew into the sky, he carried a bow and aimed at Roland's dozen fox men and reluctantly put down the weapons in their hands.

Roland's flight speed is too fast, not to mention the problem of predicting the trajectory, just such a flight speed, the arrow can't catch up at all.

Sillo knew a certain amount about mages, and he watched Roland pass over his head at a very fast speed, and then disappear into the sky, and everyone was almost stupid, and said in a daze, "What is this?" ”

And Roland took about four minutes to get to the beach.

He really didn't want to give up halfway, so he came here, maybe he could find the Red Magic Tower across this sea.

It's just that I can't find a good way to cross the past for a while.

The ocean is very vast, and if he really wants to fly over it, he must have a foothold in the middle.

Although it is true that the ice ring technique can freeze a piece of seawater and make a foothold, the problem is that small pieces of ice floes are of no use in the ocean, and the waves in the deep sea area are generally very high, even if there is no wind, they can be one or two meters high, and small ice floes can be easily overturned.

As for the big ice floe...... How much mana does it take?

Isn't it a contradiction to find a place in the ocean to find a place to settle down, but to use a lot of magic in order to make a suitable foothold?

In addition, the weather in the ocean often changes three times a day, and in case of strong winds and waves, even if it is a large piece of ice floe, it is just duckweed in the waves.

He stood on the shore, very melancholy.

As he was sighing, he suddenly saw a group of green humanoids running towards him on the left side of the shore with a strange pace, faintly listening to their purring sounds.

Roland looked closely, and saw that these humanoids were green all over, eyes as large as light bulbs, and their jaws protruded, very ugly, looking like alien creatures alive.

"What's that?"

Roland let out the same exclamation as Sillow had done before.