"Yes, they are adults as soon as they come out of their womb. The chief reiterated solemnly, "As you may have guessed, Lord Faustus, their mother is the city." That living city. ”

Truth be told, Faust was not surprised by this—the obvious anomaly of the beast tide could only be created by something else.

It is important to know that the dynamic change of population is a very complex process, and in the absence of external interference, it will only change gradually, and will never suddenly form a beast tide.

Since it is difficult to form such a large colony in a natural environment, these canopyed wolves must have appeared suddenly. Considering that the City of Flesh is the only thing nearby that could cause this bizarre phenomenon, it's not hard to guess the truth of the matter.

"So, are they the 'guardians' that Mayor Mare calls me?" Faust did not intend to do anything that would be wasteful at such a critical juncture. Instead of answering the chief's question, he went straight to the next question.

"Then I don't know. The old chief shook his head and smiled bitterly, "I prefer to believe that they are part of the curse." The old chief did not explain in more detail - the old chieftain, Mayor Marula, and Faust knew that the secret would be buried in their hearts forever.

"You mean...... Don't know?" Faust noticed something wrong with the old chieftain's language - he didn't explicitly affirm or deny it, but strangely said "I don't know."

As if sensing Faust's confusion, the chief explained, "Yes, we met the so-called Guardian twice," he gestured to the old mayor, but the pale-faced old mayor did not react, just wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead.

"However, the two encounters were not the same creatures. The Chief continued, "Guardians seem to be a multitude of people, and there is no commonality in morphology or behavior, so we have no way of telling if the canopy wolf is a 'Guardian' or not. ”

"One thing is certain, though. "The Crowned Wolf is a monster born in the embryonic nature of the City of Flesh, and many of you present have seen it with their own eyes. ”

Faust was naturally referring to his wilderness hunters and elite warriors, the vast majority of whom had participated in at least one exploration of the City of Flesh.

"In that case...... Faust nodded, "Shall we go straight to the City of Flesh now?" Faust had understood what the chief meant, but he was not going to offer it.

"That's right, this time it's just waiting for you, so you can simply solve the hidden dangers of the City of Flesh and Blood in one go. "The old chief's mood has always been very stable, and his slightly messy thoughts have been completely sorted out.

He took a deep breath, "Our action is related to the rise and fall of the tribe, and I hope you can help us." With that, the chieftain learned the etiquette of the Imperial and bowed deeply to Faust.

Faust hurriedly stretched out his hands and helped the chief up, "We are brothers by blood, and the brotherhood has been passed down from decades ago to the present. All along, we both share weal and woe, and your difficulties are our difficulties. Needless to say, Chief Chief, we will do our best. ”

The two of them said high-sounding words, and what they thought in their hearts, only they knew.

At the very least, Faust was not as warm-hearted as he suggested. He understood the chief's sudden low profile, this time the tribe suffered heavy losses, at least half of the tribe would die, and his power was greatly reduced. In order to fight the encroachment of other tribes, the old chief had to ask Faust for assistance.

Faust, of course, agreed to his request. He first pointed out the in-law relationship between the two, and his support was justified and reasonable, but then he said that the two sides share honor and disgrace, not just us honor you, you insult me, we provide protection, you should also show something, right?

Sure enough, the chief immediately relented, "That's right, we are brothers who share the same big jungle, brothers forever. This time we solved the City of Flesh together, and this feat is sure to be written into the epic and passed down forever. ”

The chief said that the two sides can put aside their disputes and work together to develop this rich jungle, but we must first ensure the stability and harmony of the jungle area, and if you can maintain this military protection, this agreement will always be in effect.

The feeling of meeting an opponent and meeting a good talent relaxed Faust's nerves, which had been tense for a while, no matter what, it was always relaxing to encounter something familiar.

"Hahahaha......" "Hehehehe......" The two patted each other on the shoulder and let out hearty laughter. The people around looked at the two of them in confusion, and they couldn't figure it out at all.

The two laughed for a while, and the old chief coughed dryly, and asked Faust, "Ahem...... Where are we going now?"

"Mayor Marula told me the general direction of the expedition," said Faust, "and there were no obstacles underground, and I kept going in a straight line until I was out of the encirclement of the canopy wolf, and then we were back to the surface." ”

Faust not only explained the direction of travel, but also empathetically stated his plan of action, "When the time comes, I will have to trouble the chief to lead the way." ”

The chief nodded, "I said I was going to record the expedition to you this morning, but it's a pity that ......" seemed to think of the horde with heavy losses, his expression distorted slightly, but it was back to normal in an instant, "However, it's the same with us." These brothers of mine are much more useful than a broken book. ”

The old chief must not appear sad, or even show any weakness—his mood is directly related to the morale of these subordinates, so he has always forced himself to be heroic and optimistic.

As a matter of fact, once the tribe that he has painstakingly developed in isolation returns to the pre-liberation period, who can not feel uncomfortable and who can not be worried? However, this old man can only hide all these things in his heart and fight against disasters on his shoulders.

Faust was able to detect a little of his emotions, and he had a deep understanding of this, and the thought that he was going to kill this man who could be called a lone hero in the city of flesh and blood, Faust felt an inexplicable sadness in his heart.

It's not that I don't cherish heroes, it's just that you were born in my time by mistake. Faust meditated in his heart, and in the blink of an eye, with the chief's encouragement, he could not draw even the last trace of sorrow from his surroundings.

With the last trace of sorrow, Faust uttered his last sigh. O benevolent and dark mother, may his soul rest forever in your bosom.

However, perhaps he had no soul left. Faust's pupils are only numb, and he will temporarily stop taking in emotions, and in order to cope with the upcoming trip to the magic city, Faust does not even intend to waste the energy to enjoy the food.