Yin Nid hid behind the wall, and the atmosphere did not dare to come out.

She was a little annoyed by her impulsiveness, the current situation, she had been targeted by the old dragon, and the only chance was that the other party might still have concerns, and she would give up and leave if she didn't track her down for a short time.

Fortunately, it's not the first time she's encountered a tricky thing, and her mentality is not bad, plus she has a backhand, and now she's still in the mood to tease herself.

"Well, the culprit has been investigated, but it seems that there is no way to truthfully account to the employer of the missing children, and it seems that the money will not be obtained."

Yinid waited for a few minutes, the siren was already loud outside because of the gunshots she had made, and out of caution, she endured it for a while before cautiously peeking out the window.

The neighborhood was brightly lit, many people poked their heads out of the windows to check, and some simply walked out of their homes to discuss with their neighbors, and there were several police cars parked on the street, and their patrols were everywhere.

Yinid relaxed slightly, and exhaled, her strategy seemed to work well, as long as she dodged the dragon of the initial time......

"Huh?"

At this time, she suddenly noticed that there seemed to be a looming black phantom under her feet, and when she looked up, there was also a black shadow above her head.

The phantoms were connected together, and they seemed to be ..... A big mouth?

Yin Nide was startled and quickly fled in the direction of the door, but suddenly, the phantom turned into substance.

That's the dragon's mouth!

And Yinid is standing in the middle of it!

The next moment, the dragon's mouth closed, and blood splattered from between its teeth, scattered among the ruins that had been materialized and crushed to pieces.

......

Plans don't always keep up with changes, and that seems to have always been the case for Wren.

He took the people he had released from Brica, and was still on the way, when he received news that the corpse of the spirit bear driven by the rotting insects had broken through the barrier of the desperate grass.

It was bad news, and Wren was worried when he heard it.

But there is good news - the coalition forces are extremely strong.

How strong is it, if it weren't for the scene ahead, Wren didn't believe in those temperless races who were bullied by him every day, and the strong people they sent worked together to fight those carrion insects as if they were cutting grass?

All kinds of powerful magic, a thousand strange treasures, and effective team battles, those bugs are no match at all, and the action of the entire bear god corpse has completely come to a standstill. If it weren't for the fact that there were too many of them, coupled with the tenacious vitality, it would take a lot of effort to deal with them, and it could be described as pressing and beating.

This made Wren a little impressed, and it was rare to praise these guys a few words in his heart.

"It's not a complete waste."

Looking at the scene in front of him, all ethnic groups cooperated and worked together, and found that he didn't even seem to have caught up with the "main line" Wren, and even suddenly had a feeling of "everyone is happy, should I retreat bravely".

And when he personally arrived at the base camp of the battle front, he found that the relationship between the various forces seemed to be more than he had imagined...... To be better?

Maybe it's better.....

Because of the obstruction of the journey, the body of the bear god rested at the foot of a hillside, and the rotting insects scattered into a large area, and all the living creatures around were persecuted.

The coalition forces have basically cleared the periphery of the rotting insects, and are about to attack the bear god body to eliminate the last rotting insects.

A combat meeting was held for this purpose, and Wren arrived just in time to be invited. But when he entered the conference room, he found that the atmosphere seemed to be wrong.

The person presiding over the World Council lowered his head and said nothing, and the representatives of the various forces made a loud noise.

At first, Wren thought that these guys had made old mistakes again, and they were unwilling to fight this might be the most difficult battle, but after listening carefully, they were actually fighting for it? Still on the verge of fighting?

As a representative of Brika City, the initiator of this collaboration, Wren felt compelled to stand up and say something for the sake of coalition harmony.

After looking around, he found the parliamentary representative who was sitting at the top but pretended not to be his own person, and patted the other party on the shoulder: "Lend you one!" ”

"Huh?" The representative was suddenly clicked on, and looked at the person who shouted at him in a bit of confusion.

But before he could ask the reason, the other party grabbed him by the shoulders and forcibly pulled him out of his seat: "On the day of victory, the whole world and all races will not forget your sacrifice today." ”

After saying that, the representative was stuffed into the arms of two people who were about to fight with a huge force.

The two of them were taken aback, and the person who was hit kicked the person out of the air, and then couldn't help but take a step back, and then became furious, and wanted to teach this person who dared to sneak attack a lesson, take a closer look, eh, isn't this a representative of the council?

With a scream from the council delegates as they flew out, everyone in the room stopped. Then I looked at it, and found that the person from the World Council was lying on the ground, and his eyes couldn't help but move to the person who kicked him away, thinking why is this person so ruthless, and the World Council doesn't rob them, this is killing chickens and monkeys, picking a soft persimmon to pinch?

When the man saw it, he looked at him, knowing that he had been misunderstood, and hurriedly put away the magic power he had accumulated in his hand: "He bumped into it by himself, I didn't think about it......"

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted, and Wren stood up, covered the mouth of the council representative lying on the ground in pain, pressed him to the ground, and said: "Don't say it! Now that someone has been injured by mistake, are you really going to fight? ”

Looking at the parliamentary delegate who was speechless and patted the floor with his hands, the kicker felt that he still had to say something, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he was interrupted again.

"The representatives of the World Parliament are kind enough to coordinate the work and lead the overall situation, what are you doing like this? I see, if you are still ready to quarrel, you will fight anyway, you should just kill him! Then no one will care about you. ”

When it came to "killing", Wren felt that the movement of his subordinates struggling was obviously larger, and silently increased his strength.

"You ......" the kicker is tempted to say that you let the person go first, and then you are interrupted for the third time.

"That's right, I do have a suggestion, since everyone wants to be the leader, let's go together?" After speaking, he raised his hand and took the lead in making a statement: "Brika will not fight, our Royal Highness!" ”

Everyone looked at Wren, and many people exchanged glances for a while, knowing that they couldn't make a reason for arguing, and Brica's woman was indeed a little powerful, it was better to sell face, and the other party had also given the ladder now.....

"So be it."

Representatives of the elves were the first to agree to Wren's proposal, followed by the other races.

"Yes."

"Each according to his ability!"

The representative of the World Parliament, who had been pressed by Wren, finally had a chance to resist after Wren raised his hand, and was about to protest against his actions, when Wren looked at him with a smile:

"Do you have an opinion? Or do you have something else to offer? ”

The anger that had just come over after the parliamentary representative was kicked suddenly rushed up again, and he resisted the urge to vomit blood and pressed down again:

"No ......"

At least now it's just a pain in my chest, and I don't have to be hurt by their noise......