"Roar!"

The Winter Storm Bear roared, and it raised its huge paws and slapped at the hairless monkey that had kidnapped its child. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Damn, Albert hurriedly hugged the bear cub and blocked in front of him. It was despicable and despicable to use children as shields, but he really couldn't think of a better way.

Sure enough, the Winter Storm Bear roared, and the bear's paw stopped in mid-air.

"Whew!" the bear squealed in a milky voice, and told its mother that the ugly hairless monkey had saved it.

"Roar, look at that. Albert nodded, gesturing to the windswept wolverine corpse not far away, "Roar, predator." He struggled to explain.

Winterstorm Bear let out a low roar and looked away from the wolverine's corpse to look at Albert, the hostility in his eyes subsided.

"Bang!"

Just then, the Dread-Jaw Thunderpig launched another impact.

The Winter Storm Bear flew upside down, breaking several large trees along the way, leaving a long trail mark on the ground.

"Roar!" With a low roar, the Winter Storm Bear pounced on the Dire-jaw Thunder Pig that was running again. It is now too busy to take care of itself, and can only choose to trust Albert.

As a result of the two sneak attacks just now, the balance of battle has tilted. Under the onslaught of the Dread-Jaw Thunder Pig, the Winter Storm Bear struggled to support it, and it seemed that it would not be long before it would be defeated and become food for the other party.

"Whew!" the bear cub whined, looking at Albert with a blank eye, his small round eyes full of moisture.

"Roar. Albert shook his head, how could he have the ability to stop the battle between the Nine Star Demon Beasts. Moreover, he is a 'bear' trafficker whose purpose is to abduct cubs. Albert turned a deaf ear to the cub's pleas and looked at the two big ones with a somewhat complicated expression. He was now able to leave, and the she-bear, who had devoted herself to the fight, would not have noticed, but he could not walk, and his feet seemed to be rooted in the earth.

Damn, Abel was too overdone to look the cub in the eye.

To orphan a little life? to lose a child? How despicable it is.

Albert was in a tangle, and his self, who stood up for principle and truth, kept condemning another vile self.

After a few moments, his eyes returned to calm and firmness, and he made the right decision for him. He sent the cub back to the depths of the cave and gave up on abducting it. Although the object is only a magical beast, the parent-child relationship is no matter the species, and there is nothing more sacred than this feeling.

"I'll help you. Albert looked at the cub sitting on the ground with teary eyes.

He didn't know how to say it in the language of bears, but he knew he was going to stop the fight.

Of course, he couldn't do it on his own.

Albert ran out of the cave and headed back the way he came, looking for Bazel. He had a bold idea that if everything went well, all the puzzles could be solved at once.

It didn't take long for Albert to finally reach Bazel's cave. "Bazel!" he shouted as he stood at the entrance of the cave.

Hearing the familiar shouts, Bazel hurriedly emerged from the cave. Seeing Albert at the entrance of the cave, he danced excitedly and patted his chest heavily.

"Roar. Albert pointed to the mountain peak.

Bazel scratched his head and followed Albert's finger, but found nothing.

"Roar, keep up. Albert pursed his lips helplessly, tugged at Bazel's fingers, and ran down the hill.

"Roar. Bazel yelled at Albert and followed.

When he reached the bottom of the mountain, Bazel yelled at Albert and stopped, not daring to continue.

"Roar, go on. Albert pointed ahead.

"Roar, Chief. Bazel shook his head and roared in a trembling voice.

"Friends. Albert said in human language, looking up and into Bazel's eyes.

Bazel hesitated, lowered his head, and peeked at Albert. "Roar. It growled, and although it couldn't pronounce it, it knew what the word meant.

Friend, closer than the same kind, Albert, these three words mean the same thing.

"Roar!"

A moment later, Bazel roared, overcoming the fear in his heart.

It carried Albert on its shoulders, broke out of the invisible cage that imprisoned it, and ran wildly following Albert's guidance.

Bazel rushed like the wind, and the scene in front of Albert quickly retreated, and trees collapsed along the way, and the monsters that were foraging for food and wandering saw it from afar, and fled in all directions in terror.

In just a few moments, Albert and Bazel arrived at their destination.

Bazel stopped, staring at a bear and a pig in the distance. "Whom, whom?" it asked Albert.

"Stop, part, don't hunt. Albert roared and jumped off Bazel's shoulder, standing aside with a confident arc on his face.

Bazel nodded, a golden glow surging from his body. At the same time, it clasped its hands in a hollow and a stone totem pole more than two meters in diameter and five meters in height appeared out of thin air. Immediately after, it took the totem pole and jumped vigorously, stepped into the battle group, and stood the totem pole between the two beasts.

"Roar!"

Bazel glared at the two beasts and let out a thunderous ape cry.

The Winter Storm Bearman stood up, looked at Bazel levelly, and roared angrily, but did not continue to move.

The Dread-Jaw Thunder Pig also let out a low roar of dissatisfaction, but also chose to stop the attack, not wanting to provoke the Vajra Demon Ape that appeared out of nowhere. Although it has an absolute advantage now, if it evolves into two against one, it will definitely die here.

Bazel looked at Albert in the distance, not knowing what to do next.

Albert smiled and walked between the three beasts.

At that moment, Bazel spread out his palms and lifted Albert up so that he could look at the three of them.

Albert nodded gratefully at Bazel, then looked at the Winter Bear and the Dinosaur Thunderpig, "Roar, fight, reason." He recounted it first in the language of bears, and then snorted like a pig. Albert is very glad that the three big guys he met belong to high-intelligence monsters, otherwise communication is a difficult problem to solve.

The Winter Storm Bear didn't move, and it didn't seem to know the reason for the fight.

The Dinosaur Thunderpig was very excited, and it couldn't stop roaring at Albert, drooling from the corners of its mouth, as if it had seen food.

"Roar!" Bazel roared, his other hand gripped the fangs of the Dread-Jaw Thunder Pig.

"Whew. The Dreaded Jaw Thunder Pig took a few steps back and stopped the provocation.

"Roar, fight, reason. This was the key to Albert's adaptation of the fight and an important part of his plan.

"Thief. The Dread-Jawed Thunder Pig roared and glared at the Winter Storm, "Cool, thief." ”

Albert nodded, translating the word to Winterstorm.

When he heard the word 'thief', the Winter Storm Bear could no longer remain calm and roared to prove his innocence.

"Cool?" Looking at the reaction of the two big guys, Albert muttered, the word thief doesn't have to be understood, but what does coolness mean? He looked at the Winter Storm Bear, could it be the cold air of the water system? This belongs to the Winter Storm Bear.

"Chief, evidence. The Dire-Jaw Thunder Pig added, continuing to accuse the Winter Storm Bear of his theft.

Albert translates to Winterstorm, who becomes even more emotional.

The Winter Storm Bear roared again and again, but in fact it didn't say anything, just simply roared to vent the dissatisfaction in his heart.

"Leader again?" Albert frowned, the big boar was also the leader's subordinate, what was their leader, that flying monster? Why? Hearing this, Albert had more questions in his mind. Why did the leader know that it was the Winter Storm Bear who stole the 'coolness' of the Dinosaur Thunder Pig?

"Cool?" Albert asked, hoping that the dreaded thunderpig would explain the meaning of the word. This is the core of the whole affair, and if this overarching issue is not addressed, all the other problems will not be addressed.

The Dinosaur Pig shook its head, it doesn't have that much vocabulary, and 'cool' is already the most straightforward explanation.

"Cool, origin. Albert asked again from a different angle, and he suddenly thought of something, but he didn't know if his guess was correct.

"Lord, reward. ”

When the low roar of the Dinosaur Thunderpig sounded, Albert finally confirmed his conjecture.

He conveyed the same word "wait" to the three fellows with the roars of apes, bears, and pigs in turn, and then ran down the hill alone. If his guess was correct, the mystery had been solved.

Looking at Albert's back, the big guys looked at each other blankly.

However, the calm didn't last long, and almost in the next second, the Winter Storm Bear and the Dire Jaw Thunder Pig fell into a confrontation again, and if it weren't for the deterrent effect of Bazel on the side, I am afraid that the fight would have begun.

A moment later, a panting Albert returned to the top of the mountain.

"Protection. He told Bazel to wipe off the frozen beads of sweat. Then, with a shudder, he opened his bag and poured out the frozen orb inside.

"Cool, thief!" the dread-jaw thunderhog roared, hanging his head and ramming into Albert.

At this moment, Bazel and the Winter Storm Bear on the side made a tacit agreement.

The Winter Storm Bear gripped the two fangs of the Dino-Jaw Thunder Pig, and Bazel picked up the totem pole and smashed it more than a dozen meters away.

Albert smiled at Bazel and yelled "thank you" to Winterstorm. He didn't expect the other party to make such a timely move, it seems that this big guy still knows gratitude.

"Roar!"

Bazel picked up the Frozen Orb and let out a thunderous roar, the golden earth element emanating from his palm to ensure that it would not be frostbitten by the cold.

"Roar. ”

The Dread-Jaw Thunderpig struggled to his feet, growling, but did not continue to rush forward.

"Quiet, wait, answer. Albert 'spoke' in three beast languages, then looked at Winterstorm, "Lord, appearance." He wanted to ask if the Winter Storm Bear belonged to the lord, but it was too profound, so he had to change his approach. If Winterstorm Bear can't answer, it proves that Winterstorm Bear is not the lord's subordinate.

Winterstorm Bear shook his head and let out a low roar, indicating that he didn't know.

Answer. Albert smiled, now he was sure that his conjectures were correct.