Gordon looked over the pork chop and saw it bouncing on the edge of the treetop, the waterhole.

It was a pit on the top of an ancient giant tree, and there were some blackened marks on the edge of the pit, which may have been struck by lightning or fire, and the rain and the dew that flowed down the branches accumulated in it, forming a small pool.

Gordon quickly understood what the pork chop meant.

The waterhole is higher than the Dragon's Nest, and if it can be destroyed, the water rushing down may be able to drive away the water-hating male dragon.

So Gordon put away his sword and began to run, not forgetting to pick up the fruit of a plant that grew between the cracks in the trunk of a tree.

The male dragon's eyesight would soon return to normal, and it would be too late to make out what fruit it was.

Gordon shoved the fist-sized nut into the projector as he ran in the direction of the waterhole, raised his arm, pulled the trap and launched it.

With the flick of the crossbow arm, the nut flew precisely behind the male dragon's head.

Furious and blind, the irritable male fire dragon felt the attack from behind him, and turned around sharply, breathing a fireball in the direction of the attack.

"Meow!"

The pork chop jumping on the edge of the waterhole screamed in surprise and hurriedly dodged.

"Boom!" The dam-like structure at the edge of the waterhole was blasted into a hole more than a meter in diameter.

The power of the dragon's fireball breath was not too impressive, not enough to directly defeat the waterhole, but the waterhole had accumulated more rain than they expected.

Cracks spread around the edge of the hole, and after a few seconds, the wood, which wasn't too strong, shattered completely.

Hundreds? Or it could be thousands of cubic meters of stagnant water pouring down like a raging flood.

Gordon and Pork Chop never imagined that the water after the collapse of the waterhole would be so ferocious, and they were about to be swallowed by the torrent.

"Pork chop!" Gordon yelled.

The pork chop that got the signal came running wildly and jumped onto one of Gordon's legs.

Gordon hurried to shoot a hook lock at a wedge worm perched on a branch overhead.

This is an insect that can be found everywhere in the New World.

After feathering, it will find a branch to climb, and the claw limbs are firmly embedded in it, and will not move for almost the rest of their lives, and the carapace is full of edges and corners, which is perfect for hook locking.

Once the hook was secured, the miniature winch wheel inside the projector spun rapidly, dragging them off the ground as the flood engulfed them.

The male fire dragon, whose sight had not yet fully recovered, was a little panicked when he heard the sound of the "rumbling" water, and was about to flapp his wings and take off, but it was too late.

Carried by the rapids, it swept down the canopy and fell off the edge of the treetop platform, leaving only a howl that echoed at the top of the giant canopy.

"Whoa—"

The water comes and goes fast.

After all, it wasn't a flood in the true sense of the word, and when the water in the pool was empty, the wide treetop platform was calm again.

Loosening the hook, a grunched Gordon and the pork chop fall back to the ground.

If they had moved a little slower just now, they would have to be swept off the canopy with the male fire dragon, who had excellent flying ability and would most likely not be killed by falling.

But the two of them are not so easy to say

A drenched man and a cat looked at each other for a few seconds, and then let out a nervous laugh.

"Hahahaha!"

"Meow meow meow!"

"The male fire dragon doesn't like water, and after being washed by the water, he shouldn't be able to return to the lair in a short time." Gordon smiled and poured the water out of his boots, "It's a successful repulsion." ”

The pork chop shook its body "suddenly", and small droplets of water were thrown everywhere, "The egg wash and smell on Gordon's body have also washed away the meow, and it shouldn't find it again."

Let's go down around the giant tree and slowly find a suitable camp site? ”

Ge thought for a moment, "No, I have a better way. ”

"What's the way to meow?"

"Let's go find the scratching bird first and kill it." Gordon bared his teeth.

“.” I didn't know what to say about the pork chop for a while.

Gordon waved his hand and said, "Don't get me wrong, it's not about revenge."

"Really?"

Well, it's a little related, but that's not the point." Putting his dry boots back on, Gordon went on to explain, "Here's what I thought.

Since the scratching bird dared to run into the dragon's lair to steal the egg, did that mean that it might have a means to escape the dragon's pursuit?

For example, a narrow gap that the fire dragon can't enter, or a tree hole, or something like that. ”

"Meow?" Pork Chop scratched his beard and thought for a moment, "It seems that there is a possibility of meow." ”

Gordon and the pork chop didn't stay too long in the treetop dragon's nest, and followed the smell and traces left by the dyeing balls, and prepared to go down.

But Gordon suddenly sensed that something was wrong, and jerked his head back.

A strange figure was on a high branch, quietly watching them.

Gordon and Pork Chop immediately put their hands on the hilt of their swords, staring warily at the figure that appeared at some point.

That seems, is it a person? Gordon's eyes narrowed slightly.

Dragonmen, to be exact.

The other man was standing, dressed in a suit made of plants and a hat made of a huge mushroom, which seemed to be still alive, and the skirt of the fungus that hung down from the edge obscured its face like a face towel.

The Mystic Watcher is not tall, probably less than a meter, with both feet curled and no hair on his legs and feet, and it seems that only the Dragonmen meet these conditions.

Gordon relaxed slightly, took the initiative to release the hilt of the sword, and briefly introduced himself, "My name is Gordon, and I am a member of the New World Investigation Team, are you also a member of the Investigation Team?" ”

The mysterious observer was silent for a few seconds, squeezing a simple syllable out of his throat. ”

It was as if he hadn't opened his mouth in decades, and his voice was very muddy.

Gordon couldn't be sure if he was speaking the lingua franca of the Old World, or if it just sounded similar.

But then, the other party said the whole sentence, "You are. A strong man at the top of the ecology."

"Uh, thanks for the compliment, who are you?" Gordon, who was inexplicably complimented, asked.

The other party didn't seem to hear him at all, and after a moment of silence, he spoke again, "You have. Qualifications to know, things about this land"

After speaking, the mysterious and strange dragon man raised his hand, and a palm-sized golden sheet made of gold, but with extremely complex veins, fell into Gordon's hand.

"It's . Gift chaos is coming, but, there is still time"

As he spoke, the mysterious dragonman leapt down from the branch he was standing on, and after a few leaps, his figure disappeared into the shade of the dense vines.

Both Gordon and Pork Chop were a little confused and couldn't figure out the situation.

But the phrase "chaos is coming" in the mouth of the mysterious dragon made him quite concerned.

After looking at the golden sheet a few more times, and making sure that it didn't see anything famous, he carefully clipped it into his notebook and put it in his bag.

Pork Chop scratched his ears and muttered, "It's weird and weird"

Gordon patted the pork chop on the head, "Okay, don't think about anything you don't understand, and ask the commander-in-chief what they should know when you get back to the stronghold."

Let's finish what is in front of us first. ”

"Good meow."

A man and a cat followed the traces and scents left by the dyed balls and stepped on the thick vines that spiraled downward.

(End of chapter)