At the same time that Feng Ying and the others went to the Great Ant Mound Wasteland to investigate the whereabouts of the molten mountain dragon.

Gordon, Alva and Pork Chop are walking through the exaggerated forests of ancient trees.

It was like a joke to want to find the ancient dragon man who had only one side of the relationship in this boundless primeval forest.

So the purpose of their wandering around was not to "find", but to spread the word that they wanted to meet the ancient dragonmen.

To this end, they also specially found the worm cage group and other Detl tribes, hoping that they would have the opportunity to meet the ancient dragonmen and help spread the word.

Other than that, all they can do is wait.

Wait for the other party to come to the door by themselves

This seems to be passive and passive, but according to the past experience of the predecessors of the investigation team, almost every communication with the ancient dragons comes from the initiative of the other party.

They are hermits in the true sense of the word, and when they are willing to see you, they will naturally appear in front of you.

It was getting late, and the two of them and a cat were walking back to the camp near the top of the ancient giant tree.

Alva's backpack and coat were filled with a mess of specimens, plants, ores, fossils, and even live insects.

These days, he's so excited.

Not to mention the distance, just near the ancient giant tree, is a treasure trove of life, and it can't be studied for ten years.

He frantically recorded everything he saw and thought, and the ink he carried with him was about to run out, and he was going to secretly go back to the Star Stronghold in the next two days.

As for why it was secret. If Lania knows that she has returned to the stars but does not go home, but takes some ink and continues to slip away, she may not end well.

As long as I get back into the wild, who else can take care of me?!

Compared to Alva's self-indulgence, Gordon seemed a little anxious.

In the eyes of the vast majority of the investigation team, the ancient dragon crossing of the molten mountain dragon this time is no different from the ancient dragon crossing once every ten years in the past.

At most, the molten mountain dragon is a super-large ancient dragon, which has a relatively large impact on the environment and geology.

But Gordon doesn't think so.

Maybe it's some inexplicable "intuition"? Or the riddle-like conversation with the chief of the village of Kocot before leaving the Old World?

He always felt that if this matter was not dealt with as soon as possible, it would lead to more and more terrible troubles.

That's why he offered to come to find the ancient dragonmen, instead of following Feng Ying and them, searching step by step and investigating clues.

But more than a week has passed, not to mention intelligence, and even the news of the ancient dragons has not been heard.

This made him a little skeptical of his choice.

If the ancient dragonmen have been refusing to show their faces, then aren't they wasting their time?

Well, Alva's scientific research gains can be regarded as gains, so they should be out to be his guards.

Gordon struggled to convince himself.

Following the thick branches of the road, crossing the cobweb-like vine bridges, the group returned to the treetop camp.

Leaning his greatsword against the weapon rack, and was about to put the materials he had collected on the road into the storage box, Gordon's movements suddenly stopped.

The figure with the strange hat was standing on a branch above the storage box, staring at him quietly.

I don't notice even a trace of life, as if it were a mushroom growing on a branch.

Alva hummed a cheerful tune, and only noticed the figure on the branch a few seconds late, he was stunned for a second, and blurted out a question: "Is that hat a big bamboo sun?" It's the first time I've seen such a big one! ”

The steady, sculptural ancient dragonman slowly turned his gaze to look at him.

"Yes." The ancient dragonman's voice was muffled but heavy, with a resonant echo, "I've cultivated it, it's been a long time"

Alva rubbed his hands, "Can I get some samples?" Or let me sketch it? ”

"Yes"

The ancient dragonman tore off a small piece from the web-like mycelium curtain and handed it to Alva, who excitedly took the mycelium, carefully put it away, took out the pen and paper, and drew it quickly.

"Wait, wait!" Gordon finally came back to his senses, he rubbed his face vigorously, sorted out his sentences, and said quickly: "Sir, on behalf of the investigation team, I hope to ask you a few questions, as for the reward."

"Not necessarily." The ancient dragonman interrupted him, "You are. . . Located at the top of the ecology, the strong. Qualified, knowing, the secrets of this continent. ”

Gordon ignored the ancient dragonman's wonderful evaluation, and asked a few questions he had already considered, "Excuse me, do you know the specific location of the molten mountain dragon?" ”

"I don't know. Carrying the dragon of the volcano on its back, walks on the earth. ”

The pork chop beside Gordon shook his beard.

Isn't this nonsense?

Gordon resisted the urge to complain and asked the second question, "Do you know why the Molten Mountain Dragon came to the New World and what impact it will bring?" ”

This question silenced the ancient dragonmen for a long time, and Gordon and they waited nervously.

Finally, the ancient dragonman spoke again, "Life. The light guides the dragon to this land and to its end.

Carrying the volcanic dragon, the life force of the fire flame has accumulated to the peak, and if this power enters. The earth's circulation, all over the place will erupt into fire, the sky will turn into a sea of fire, and the earth will turn into ashes.

This will be, the end of this land.

That's it, natural, theorem. ”

Hearing this divine chatter, Gordon and the others' cold hairs stood on end.

It's unbelievable that the death of the molten dragon will bring destruction to the New World, but who would dare ignore the warnings of the ancient dragonmen?

"How can we stop this?" Gordon took a deep breath and continued to ask.

"Earth. Veins, stop the dragon carrying the volcano from entering the veins of the earth. ”

Veins of the Earth? Should it be the leyline corridor? Gordon took that to heart.

He also wanted to ask for some more information about the Molten Mountain Dragon, such as weaknesses and the like, but the ancient dragonmen had no intention of continuing the conversation.

After muttering "Be careful, light of life", he jumped off the branch on which he was standing, and disappeared in the blink of an eye among the dense foliage and vines.

"Did you write down all those words?" Gordon looked back at Alva and the pork chop.

The information given by the ancient dragonman was so amazing that he was afraid that he had missed a few words, and he needed to check it with his companions.

Alva shook the notebook in his hand, "'Write it down'." ”

"Very well, let's go back to the stars at once and report this to the commander-in-chief."

Alva nodded, and although he loved research, he also knew what was important.

The two whistled to summon the pterodactyl and set out on their way home.

For the intelligence brought back by Gordon and others, the commander-in-chief attaches great importance to it.

I don't know if there is an exaggeration in the words of the ancient dragonman, but he has always been used to preparing for the worst.

The importance of investigating the whereabouts of the Molten Dragons has skyrocketed, and the Commander-in-Chief has decisively suspended some of the less important or less urgent projects, devoting more manpower to finding the Molten Dragons.

Bands of hunters and codifiers rode pterodactyls to the Great Ant Grave Wasteland.

The high-ranking hunters of the special investigation team are naturally among them.

Before departure, the commander-in-chief assigned them a new task.

- After discovering the traces of the Molten Mountain Dragon and confirming its location, there is no need for additional instructions, and carry out close reconnaissance to find weak spots.

"Do a good job. Everything is ready. ”

PS. Easter egg chapter attaches a new portrait of Hayata

(End of chapter)