The natural empire of ocean dragons

Chapter 12 We don’t play with noobs

The bear-man transformed into a giant owl and left gracefully, leaving Attilan alone as a dragon gnawing on grilled fish in anguish. It must be said that the were-bear's cooking skills were even better than those of the satyr.

It is obvious that Goat people are a hedonistic race, so one should not underestimate any legend. Even in terms of life skills, they are far beyond ordinary people.

After eating the grilled fish, Attilan began to think about the homework left by the bear man.

The birth of the creeping spirit should be the result of the combined effect of natural magic, lightning breath, and water of life. It is full of chance and coincidence. Even if Attilan wants to recreate it, Attilan doesn't know where to find a suitable target.

The node he chose was originally a node where natural magic gathered, and the vines had been nourished for a long time. He only played a catalytic role.

After thinking about it carefully, Attilan thought that if he wanted to find out the factors that influenced the birth of the creeping spirit, he still had to conduct experiments!

Because of the natural harmony of the forest governed by the Ursine Archdruid, Attilan could not find a wild creeper for experiments.

Because all evil plants that disrupt the natural balance will be dealt with by the bears as soon as they are born, or even before they are born.

First of all, Attilan needs to find a magic plant suitable for experimentation, preferably one that is about to take shape but not yet formed, so that he has a certain space to display without causing too much damage to the magic plant.

According to the information he got from exploring the forest during this period, there are actually several tree people in the forest who have not yet awakened. If they are stimulated with lightning breath and water of life, can they speed up the tree people's awakening?

He shook his head to throw this thought out of his head. If the tree man's foundation was damaged and the tree man could not awaken, even if the master would not kill him, he would be unavoidable by lifting him up and blasting him.

Old Bear's tree people cannot move around, but not all areas in the forest belong to Old Bear. For example, the centaurs tribe in the southwest, the goblin village in the northwest, and the forest leopard group in the northeast all have certain restrictions on their activity areas. autonomy.

The last time he went to the centaur tribe to drink, Attilan seemed to notice a tree deep in the tribe. It seemed a little different from ordinary trees. There were many sacrificial totems carved by centaurs and horses hanging on the trunk, as well as weapons and trophies of the ancestors.

The strong scent of humans and horses covered up the scent of this tree.

That tree should be the sacred tree of Centaur, and Centaur would not agree with him using lightning breath on the tree, right?

It's not that he should, but he definitely won't. If he does this, he will definitely offend the people to death. I still have to ask first whether it can be done.

Even if he can't experiment, at least let him find out about the sacred tree and collect information on magic plants so that his thesis can be supported by more data.

Attilan flew to the centaur tribe. The horse king frowned at him in confusion and asked:

"The caravan has already set off. What's the problem with your coming here now? Do you need me to catch up with the caravan and inform them?"

Attilan approached the horse king with a shy smile, but when he saw his smile, the horse king stepped back three feet away.

"If you have something to say, talk about it. Don't get so close."

"It's like this. Master gave me a homework. I want to take a look at your holy tree and collect some information about magic plants. Your holy tree should be a tree man, right?"

After hearing Attilan's words, the horse king sighed quietly.

"Ever since my father led his tribe to migrate to the forest more than a hundred years ago, my father has chosen this oak tree with its magic power as our sacred tree. My father believes that the sacred tree will be enlightened and will awaken into a tree man sooner or later. When the time comes, The safety of the tribe will be ensured.”

"It's just that more than a hundred years have passed, and the Holy Tree still shows no sign of awakening. I even wonder if our actions have affected the Holy Tree's awakening."

Attilan rolled his eyes, and the opportunity was about to come.

"King Ma, I have a gifted spell that is very helpful for the growth of magic plants. Would you like me to help you take a look?"

Trying to suppress his expectations, Attilan waited for the Horse King's answer.

"I need to ask the priest, please come too."

Attilan didn't expect that he could actually see a second druid in the forest. The bear man obviously said that he was sent by some kind of nature council, but in the end, a big druid actually planted a forest by himself.

Because the bear man asked him to plant trees, meditate, and observe the balance of the ecological chain in the forest, he wanted to ask other druids for advice on their practice experience. As a result, he went around and around and couldn't see a single druid.

The old centaur priest in front of him, Attilan thought he was a priest, turned out to be a druid who should be the most common in the forest, but turned out to be the rarest.

Attilan quickly leaned forward enthusiastically.

<divclass="contentadv">"Senior, I finally see you!"

Looking at Attilan with tears in his eyes, Old Man Ma was filled with doubts. When did he become so popular, and with the enthusiasm of a dragon druid.

"What's the matter with you?"

Old Man Marco didn't think there was anything in their tribe worthy of the dragon druid's concern.

Attilan recounted his sufferings and hardships during this period, and the old man immediately asked in confusion:

"Since you are a disciple of Master Kyogai, why didn't Master bring you to the Druid gathering three days ago?"

Attilan's entire dragon was stunned for a moment. What is it? A gathering of druids? ? ?

Did my ears really hear it right?

"Senior, do you mean that besides you, there are actually other druids in the forest?"

The old man nodded and explained:

"Some of us are inherited from tribes, some are inspired by nature, and some are passing through this forest when traveling. We all stayed because we received the guidance of Master Gaige. We hold gatherings once a month under the leadership of the master."

So, you won’t take me to play, right?

"Then why didn't I see you all when I was practicing in the forest? And the last time I came to the Centaur tribe, why didn't I see the seniors?"

The old man was puzzled:

"This...when did you come here?"

"Just the bonfire party the day before yesterday!"

"Oh, that might be because I went to a Druid gathering."

"Then when did you start the meeting?"

As soon as the old man told the time, Attilan gritted his teeth and looked in the direction of the Tree of Life. He decided to send him out to plant the tree first, and then immediately held a gathering of druids.

Damn it, how could I have such a master? Why did I become a master in the first place!

Wait a minute, it seems that he didn’t become a disciple voluntarily in the first place.

Okay, no problem.

Returning to the topic just now, Attilan looked at the old man curiously.

"Senior, why can't I find other druids?"

The old man said with a smile:

"It's just a little trick between druids. Everyone likes to disguise themselves as various animals or even plants. There is no aura of druidry at all. Only druids who can see through their disguises can communicate with each other. .”

Then the old man smiled and looked at Attilan lightly.

Attilan took a deep breath and suppressed the anger filling his heart into his stomach.

Understand, high-end druids don't play with novices. People like him, a novice druid with a natural aura, will ignore him, even if he is a disciple of Gaige.

Ma Wang saw that the atmosphere was a bit stiff, so he quickly opened his mouth to smooth things over.

"Priest, Attilan said that he has gifted spells that may help the sacred tree awaken. Look."

The old man nodded thoughtfully and said, "How could Master Kyogai accept such a stupid disciple? It turns out he has great talent."

It’s this understanding that is really lacking.

Seeing the subtle changes in the old man's eyes, Attilan really wanted to bite this old man to death. I don't know the rules of your game, so I'm not stupid!

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