Leto left with a gloomy face.

And Dicatol's already gloomy face did not change in the slightest.

The manuscripts of "Winged Thunder Battle Qi" and "Dark Devouring War Qi" were handed over to Dean by Long Lang with a smile.

After several identifications, the two battle spirits that were quite famous in Ryrol were confirmed by Long Lang to be true, and Rickvetan contributed a lot.

As a result, Takarou's attitude towards Rickvetan has changed slightly.

At least some of the options on the contract were relaxed, much to Rick Vitan's relief.

At the same time, he expressed concern about the departure of Leto and Dicatol.

"They're bound to gather more people - with those elixirs as bait, more people will join their alliance!"

"Don't worry, I'm looking forward to that day!"

Takashi said with a smile.

"Remember, help Dean find that lady!"

"Yes!"

Rickvetan departed, taking with the guards of Kaya City.

Also leaving was Jasmine, although Takashi expressed his retention, but the other party did not hesitate to refuse such a reservation and returned to Kaya City.

Go and get your own reward.

Of course, Jasmine will also be involved in the search mission later.

It can be said that everything is going on as Long Lang expected.

Including Jasmine's regrettable choice.

"We'll have a buffer period of at least a week!"

Ryuro turned around and looked at Dean and Bronk and said.

"Well, has Morbius' power subsided?"

Dean nodded, asking Bronk.

"Nope. Far more lasting than I thought it would be. The same is true of the power under that Lisel's crown - even if it is covered by the forces of nature. However, in a short period of time, it cannot be eliminated at all, and after a certain distance, the natural concealment of the aura cannot be sustained...... All in all, a very bad situation! ”

Bronke shook his head.

"It's not the worst, at least we still have a little hope!"

Dean said slowly.

"That's right, if the three of us work together, there is still a little hope - the time difference!"

Takashi immediately knew what a friend meant. Looking at Bronke, who was a little puzzled, he immediately explained: "The spokesperson of Motthill's crown is distributed in all planes of the entire astral plane, and there will inevitably be a difference between them and before and after if they want to reach Ryrol, we only need to seize this time difference, and we will be able to recover some of the disadvantages!" ”

"What if they arrive together?"

Bronk asked.

"Therefore, we have to increase the progress of finding His Highness Ailu - running away with His Highness Ailu is our best choice!"

Takashi said with a shrug of his shoulders.

"Okay!"

Bronk had nothing to say.

For the druid, who had just left the Land of Origin for less than a week, everything in front of him was still so unfamiliar, even with the help of Dean and Rumrou.

Therefore, he is willing to listen to Dean and Takashiro's opinions.

Because. He knew that the two had no ill will towards him.

It's not just the feeling, it's also the natural rhythm that informs.

"The increase in strength is the best choice!"

Dean spoke his opinion on the sidelines.

"I'm not a genius like you. So, we help you with the chores, and you can increase your strength wholeheartedly! ”

Long Lang spread his hands.

As for the source and increase of his strength, Takashi knew very well what was going on.

It is simply unrealistic to want to rely on a short period of practice to increase.

Even, long-term practice doesn't have much effect.

Bloodlines bring incomparable power, but they also bring a layer of shackles.

If he wants to break through this shackle, Long Lang knows that he still has a long, long way to go.

A similar situation exists with Bronke.

It's just that Bronk is a gift from the gods.

"The cultivation of battle qi requires a good opponent - you can help!"

Dean smiled and raised the two battle qi secrets in his hand.

"Alright! No problem! ”

Long Lang happily agreed, and Bronke on the side did not object.

Druids hate killing that upsets the balance of nature, but definitely not martial arts competitions like sparring.

However, soon Long Lang regretted his happy promise.

And Bronk also found that he seemed to think a little more simply about martial arts competitions.

……

Three days later, the Siro Desert was 100 kilometers away.

Long Lang walked cautiously through the desert, the silk threads formed by his telekinesis spread like spider webs within a radius of nearly 100 feet with him as the center.

Even under the sand, Takashi did not let go.

You must know that after three consecutive days of fighting, Long Lang has had enough of Dean's elusive suffering!

He had no idea when Dean would pop out and give him a look.

And if it had been a real battle, he would have died dozens of times.

"Are the Zergaon family's assassin skills so good?"

Long Lang thought subconsciously.

Within the Godez family, some Assassin skills were indispensable in order to train the dead.

The true inheritors will also dabble in some of these techniques.

As the patriarch of the Zelgang family, Dean knew some assassin skills, which was not a surprise to Takashiro at all.

However, Dean's performance is not the so-called 'understanding' at all, but a true master assassin!

The kind of completely undetectable forward, the sudden attack, made Takarou, who claimed to have seen most of the techniques in the shadows, tremble.

Burst!

Long Lang recalled dozens of battles in the past three days, and suddenly his feet went limp.

Not good!

Long Lang's face changed.

In the past three days, dozens of battles, in addition to the most memorable way of fighting Dean's elusive fighting, is the power that manipulates the earth in front of him.

It's not a bloodline, it's just a secret art.

But it's even more powerful than a bloodline secret technique.

And, quietly.

Spider-webbed telekinesis. Instant change. Long Lang's whole person in a way that completely violates the trajectory of movement. Flying upside down.

And at the moment when Long Lang flew upside down, the sand, as if it was a mouth, suddenly cracked open, swallowing more sand around it.

Escaped!

However, Takashi was not easy.

Because, there was a sense of crisis behind him.

Takuro knew very well that when he contracted his telekinesis. Dean had already shown up and was ready to attack.

And that's exactly what happened!

Just as Long Lang pulled out and flew back, Dean appeared behind the other party.

And a punch.

Bang!

Sturdy, Dean punched Takashi in the back.

Immediately, Long Lang stumbled, and the whole person grinned.

This is already Dean deliberately gathering strength, otherwise, even if Long Lang has a special physique, he will have to be smashed into a puddle of minced meat.

"It hurts me!"

Long Lang said.

The whole person didn't have any offensive or defensive posture, so he twisted his body. Look at Dean.

The two sides are friends and learn from each other.

It's impossible to really get hands-on. Dean naturally wouldn't be in pursuit.

In fact, the previous battles were also point-and-point.

It's as if now, if it was before, Takashi would have conceded defeat.

"What, throw in the towel?"

Dean asked.

"I've lost dozens of times, and of course I have to win - Bronk isn't there, aren't you curious? Know that this is a trap for you! ”

Takashi rolled his eyes.

"I thought it was a split tactic - you're the bait, Bronk is the trapper!"

Dean said with a smile.

"Well, I can't argue with that! Bronk is indeed stronger than me, but the whole plan was I came up with! ”

Takuro emphasized.

And with such an emphatic sound, on Dean's coat, shoots grew one by one, wrapping around Dean's arms and limbs.

Beneath his feet, in the emerald green light, the sand turned into a peculiar land, and arm-thick vines grew in a frantic manner.

As soon as he appeared, he submerged Dean's body.

"Win!"

Takuro laughed.

As a point-to-point exchange, such a result is enough to say that it is a victory.

"Nope!"

Bronke, who came out of a huge flower of the vine plant, shook his head and said, "The hunter vine didn't catch Dean!" ”

"Didn't catch Dean?"

Long Lang was stunned and began to look around.

In the long desert, except for the wind and sand, there is not a single figure at all.

"It's over, he's sneaking again!"

Long Lang couldn't help but be discouraged.

Bronk also smiled wryly.

For the druid, he never thought that fighting was necessary, so when facing Dean, although he had the strength of the real 'domain' level, but in terms of real combat effectiveness, he was not even as good as Long Lang, and the previous dozen or so battles were basically 'eliminated' out of the battle as soon as he came into contact with Dean.

In the druid's mind, the battle was still face-to-face, you and me—at least in the Land of Origin, when it came to the Morbius fanatics.

Therefore, the process of his battle with Dean is completely a process of subverting previous cognition.

Bronk never imagined that the battle could be like this.

However, Bronke's 'growth' is also obvious.

A wry smile was still on Bronk's face, but it didn't hinder Bronke's actions in the slightest.

Several seeds were tossed into the sky by Bronke.

These peculiar seeds do not need to be conceived by the earth, they change simply by appearing in the air.

They sprouted.

It's like a dandelion that has been magnified more than ten times.

Then, poof.

White pervades Bronk and Rumlang, swirling in all directions.

And in the empty sky, a figure loomed.

PS First Update~

In the morning, I went to the community outpatient clinic to see it, and the doctor said that decadence is on fire!

However, it has basically been provoked!

Then, the decadent asks if you need to take medicine?

The doctor looked at the decadence and gave two generations of bezoar antidote tablets - three yuan!

I went home, took some medicine, slept decadently, and suddenly, I felt much better~~

Then, after thinking about the previous examination and diagnosis in a big hospital, I felt quite powerless when I was decadent! (To be continued......)