The werewolf druid was also suddenly thought of by Zhang Li, in the game, the werewolf has a druid, and they all say that the curse of the werewolf distorts their bodies and minds, but it also gives them the soul of the wolf, so that they have the prerequisites to become a druid.

Zhang Li suddenly felt that he could cultivate these werewolves, including the group in his territory, if they could become druids, then they could help others, and maybe human society would accept them again.

However, Zhang Li didn't plan to teach others druid cultivation in person, he himself was half-, but he could hire some night elves to come over as instructors through Vilinde, after the sea and mountain, the night elf clan has been committed to cleaning up the demons in Ash Valley and Felwood Forest, these elves must lack a lot of strategic materials, and when the time comes, they should be able to use some resources to hire a few druid trainers, and by the way, they can also consolidate their foundation.

"Hey, these griffons look handsome. After the meeting, Zhang Li came to the animal pen, where hundreds of griffins were howling and screaming, and many dwarves were busy waiting for them.

"Yes, they are the most beautiful elves, strong, elegant, simply the most perfect creatures in nature. The dwarf who had been deflated out of the command room was now sitting next to a griffon, combing its hair with his hands, as gently as if he were a lover.

Looking at his fascinated expression, you can know that this dwarf loves the griffin very much, and the greatest luck in a person's life is to be able to do the work he likes, it seems that he has this luck, but there is always a sadness on his face that cannot be erased.

"Tell me about it. Zhang Li also sat next to the griffin, the majestic griffin noticed that a stranger was approaching, instinctively raised his head to look at him, Zhang Li only saw a pair of shining pure eyes, there was only curiosity in those eyes, without the slightest vigilance and fear.

"It's called Patsy, it's my grandmother's name, but my grandmother is dead, so now it's just that. The dwarf didn't care about Zhang Li's identity at all, he didn't even look up at him, he just regarded Zhang Li as the object of confiding, and said to himself.

"It's three months old today, doesn't it look like it at all, does it? The average griffon takes at least ten years to reach adulthood, and they can live up to 100 years, about the same as you humans, so it stands to reason that it should still be a little baby the size of a sheep. ”

"Oh, what is it that makes it go over the growth period and become so big. Zhang Li actually already knew the answer from Marcus, but he didn't mind going a little deeper.

"It's a damn warlock. The dwarves' eyes were full of gloom: "They use evil spells to give birth to adulthood, this spell is completely desecrating life, mutilated by evil forces, their lifespan will be greatly reduced, and that evil power will be left in their blood, these half-mature griffins give birth to defective eggs, and the hatchlings are all deformed." ”

"......" It turns out that this group of griffons was born, just like some orcs, and the current blackstone orc chief Red is an orc who was born to adulthood by warlocks, and I don't know if the children of these orcs will also be deformed.

Seeing the dwarf's depressed appearance, Zhang Li wanted to persuade him that it was a time of war, and sometimes he had to sacrifice something for victory, but many people must have said such things to him, so he didn't say so.

"The war will end, and one day everything will be back on track. ”

“...... Let's hope so. The dwarf then turned his head to look at Zhang Li and said, "Who are you, what are you looking for me?"

"Haha, I'm not a big person, I'm just interested in griffins, and I want to make a few dwarven friends by the way. ”

Most of the dwarves here are copperbearded dwarves, but there are also Hammer dwarves, and the dwarves who raise griffins are Hammer dwarves, after all, only Hammer dwarves can raise these things.

Later, Zhang Li began to invite him to drink, in this era of scarcity of materials, wine is really a scarce product, after all, the food is not enough, the refugee camp is about to eat soil, who is willing to take food and make wine.

That is, the dwarves who do not drink wine would rather drink when they are hungry, but in this way, there are fewer and fewer people who can drink, because the more scarce things are, the more expensive they are to buy.

It was this meal of wine that brought Zhang Li's relationship with the dwarf a lot closer, and with the strength of the wine, the dwarf began to complain non-stop, and then under Zhang Li's guidance, he began to talk about some things that he didn't have, and finally got to the dragon hunting dwarf.

"You say dragon hunting dwarves?" The dwarf who was drunk in a daze glanced at Zhang Li, then took Zhang Li's dragon teeth and looked at it for a long time.

"Yes, it's the dragon's teeth, but if you want to look for them, you won't be able to find them, those dead fools were scared hundreds of years ago, and now no one dares to call themselves dragon hunters dwarves. ”

"Oh, is it the dragon who has come to take revenge?"

"No, in fact, there is no revenge at all, the dragon hunter dwarves have not actually hunted a few dragons at all, and the dragon equipment that is generally circulated on the market is the remains of some dragon corpses that they picked up in the wild, and then they go around boasting that they have hunted dragons, you know, there are always some people in this world who like to brag nonsense, especially after drinking too much. ”

"Ha......" Zhang Li didn't know what kind of expression he was at this time, but he felt a little like laughing.

"But there were a lot of dwarves who really believed them, and I remember there was a time when there was a dragon hunting craze, but since that incident no one dared to call themselves dragon hunters anymore, because we met a real dragon, alive, and the dragon slaughtered a dwarven village at that time, and then people finally realized the difference between themselves and the dragon, and the dragon was covered with solid scales, and even a fine powder gun could not penetrate its scales, and the high-grade gunpowder was probably barely strong, and I had seen that dragon before, when I was young, I rode Brad all day long, oh, Brad was my first griffin companion, But it died of old age two hundred years ago, woo, have you ever experienced the feeling of watching your loved ones leave? Damn, I sometimes really hate why I live so long, woo woo woo ......" As he spoke, the guy who was suspected of showing himself to be a long-lived race began to cry, so Zhang Li persuaded again.

So the dwarf wiped his nose and continued: " One day we were flying, and we saw a lizard floating in the sky, I still remember its appearance, after all, it was the first time I saw the dragon, it was black, like a flame, I was very curious, so I took my griffin companion to take a look, only to see it slaughtering all kinds of creatures to fill its stomach, but those beasts could not satisfy its appetite, so it set its eyes on the dwarf village, then I saw from a distance that the village became a sea of fire, and the dragon was in it while breathing fire and eating, and did not leave until it was full, but after it was full, there were few living people in the village。 ”

"Black dragon?" Zhang Lixin said that it is not strange that the black dragon will slaughter the village, the other dragons have already regarded themselves as guardians, and generally live in their respective holy places, rarely show their faces in front of mortals, and rarely slaughter mortals, and the black dragon has no bottom line.

"That's right, black, at that time people understood the power of the dragon, many people thought that it was the dwarves who bragged about the dragon's revenge, so few dwarves dared to joke about the dragon anymore, but it is said that there are still a few people who think of themselves as dragon hunters all day long, that is, the survivors of that village, they seem to be inspired to slaughter the dragon to avenge the villagers, and I don't know if they have succeeded in killing the dragon......"