Alan had also been bitten by a snake when he was on a mission abroad, but at that time, he would wear some special medicines, first aid supplies and serums, and the snake venom in it was not very toxic.

But this time is different, as a different kind of poisonous beast in the fierce beast forest, the horned wing python is different from the ordinary poisonous snake, this is also the good body of the wasteland violent bear, it is estimated that it has changed to someone else, not to mention that it took so long to attack, even if it just bites, it may not die after a while.

Alan, he is a nostalgic person, and he watched the leader of the Storm Bear poisoned to death, and he couldn't do it, although he didn't know if he could save the life of the leader of the Storm Bear.

If it were today, the rest of the Bloodhoof tribe would be present, whether it was the old Zach father and son, or anyone in the tribe, they would not be able to see death without help.

Although the old Zack's guardian beast, "Ash", was not a member of this group of wild wasteland bears, it was also of the same race as them.

If you ask the tribesmen in the tribe what beasts they know best and are closest to, it is not the only remaining guardian beasts of the tribe, but the wasteland violent bear, when the former "ashes" are in the tribe, they will never stay in the beast pen honestly, but eat and live together, live together, and fight with the tribesmen!

The children of the tribe like to climb up and down on the "ashes" and play playing.

And "Ash" will never be angry, will only accompany the children to have fun, but once it is not as good as the battlefield, "Ash" seems to be like two people, on the battlefield offensive and fierce to treat the enemy mercilessly, but when the tribe faces the clansmen, it is always a silly look.

"Ash" is not as arrogant as the acid-etched giant crow, and it is not like the "ash" that only allows its own owner to approach, and likes to be close to other people's "ashes" by nature, nor is it like the giant gray lion "Iron Mountain" in the tribe, who lies on the ground like a slow reaction all year round.

For the Bloodhoof Tribe, the Wasteland Bear is not just a fierce beast, but represents many things, honor, glory, family affection, yearning, etc.

Even the three timid dwarves next to him looked at Alan expectantly, hoping to save the life of the violent bear.

Maybe it was the heroism of the Stormbears, maybe it was the sadness they showed over the loss of their companions like any intelligent creature, or maybe some other reason, including several of Allen's, didn't want the leader of the Badlands Bears to die.

When a human figure slowly approached, several Wasteland Bears rose up, raised their claws and ran towards Allen.

Allen, who activated the battle ring under his feet, looked at the red-eyed violent bears with full vigilance, raised his hands high, and signaled that he had no malicious intent.

He knew that no matter what he said, the bears wouldn't understand, and he just hoped that he could use the smell of his body to make the bears remember that they were their friends without any malice.

When several violent bears approached Allen, their big bloodshot eyes began to show puzzled expressions.

At the same time of doubt, the raised claws also slowly fell, and the transition from running to moving forward one by one small step.

After sniffing hard twice with his nose, Alan saw that the big smart eyes of the wasteland storm bear actually showed a look of surprise.

"Woo~~~~Woo~~~Woo." The Badland Bear roared softly and circled behind Allen, pushing him towards his leader with his claws.

Alan, who was secretly relieved, understood what it meant, and raised his feet and trotted all the way to the leader of the Stormbear.

At this time, the leader of the violent bear, a pair of big eyes lost their former look, just lying quietly on the ground, the two oval wounds on the high erect belly were bubbling with purple blood, and the obese belly twitched from time to time.

"Sure enough, it's poisoned." Alan turned back to Babylon the Great and shouted in the grass where they were hiding, "Come and help." ”

Babylon the Great and the three dwarves stood up slowly, and several dwarves lined up like eagles catching chickens, hiding behind Big Babylon, and a pair of small eyes kept looking at the wasteland bears.

"Rub it off, hurry up and come over and help." Alan urged again.

Storm Bear looked at Big Babylon and the others vigilantly, and when he saw that Eren seemed to know them, he sat down beside the leader with his head down, and looked at Eren with big black and white eyes without blinking.

Alan reached out and pulled a rope from De Niro's body, and it took a long time to wrap it tightly around the part of the Storm Bear Leader's wound that went up to the heart.

After hesitating for a moment, he carefully picked up a piece of the bladed sword on the Spine Sword Tiger's body, and saw that there seemed to be no doubt about several wasteland violent bears, and he drew a cross-shaped knife on the wound again.

"Take the water from the bladder and rinse the wound." Alan instructed Babylon to make a big noise, and then tore a piece of cloth from his body, and kept cleaning it.

Covering the wound with a clean cloth, he said to De Niro: "Help suck, hurry up, the venom has already flowed to the heart." ”

De Niro waved his hand in fright: "Chief, don't make trouble, I won't suck it." ”

Seeing that the bearded dwarf man seemed to have an argument with Allen, a wasteland bear seemed to understand it, and yelled at De Niro, almost bursting De Niro's eardrum.

Not to mention that De Niro can be mixed into a dwarf elder, then the look of watching people put down dishes is not practiced overnight, and its agility does not fit the shape, the two little short legs jumped onto the belly of the leader of the storm bear as soon as he used his strength, pouted his cheeks and pouted his ass and began to suck it.

Alan looked at it for a while and felt that something was wrong, and suddenly shouted: "You are so stupid, spit out the poisonous blood." ”

De Niro hurriedly spit out a mouthful of purple blood, palpitations and said with an annoyed face: "You said it earlier, I thought I would have sucked it out and swallowed it all in my stomach, but fortunately I hid my heart and didn't swallow it in my mouth." ”

Alan was completely convinced, and he didn't know whether to say that De Niro was smart or stupid.

Seeing that the big eyes of the leader of the violent bear gradually regained some of their brilliance, Alan said worriedly: "This can only alleviate it, but it cannot completely detoxify." ”

De Niro, who was pouting his buttocks, spat out a mouthful of poisonous blood, and quickly interjected: "Archmage Duff said that he was once poisoned, he should have a way to detoxify, right?" ”

Eren rolled his eyes and said to the real dwarven elder, "You also believe this, he didn't say that he had slain dragons?" ”

De Niro said suspiciously, "He told you too?" He also told me only one person about the dragon slaying! ”

Even the big Babylon next to him couldn't listen anymore, and looked at De Niro with disdain.

"Let's take it back to the camp first and find a way, it won't work like this."

Looking at a few wasteland bears in embarrassment, Alan didn't know how to communicate with them.

Even after talking about it, they were busy for a long time, and a group of wasteland violent bears were full of innocence and puzzlement.

Seeing this situation, Alan couldn't care so much, and once again activated the battle ring under his feet, and carried the leader of the storm bear on his shoulders.

"Holy!" The leader of the Storm Bear almost didn't press him down, if it hadn't activated the battle ring and superimposed it with the dragon power, Alan wouldn't have been able to carry this guy at all.

A few Wasteland Bears finally understood what they meant, and took their leader from Alan's shoulder, and then the two Storm Bears worked together to lift their leader up, looking at Eren anxiously.

Alan waved his hand and said, "Come with me!" ”

Babylon the Great thought about it, took out two more ropes, tied the horned wing python on the ground that was a little angry, kicked the horned wing python that had just recovered its direction, and raised its legs to follow.