Elf Dark Insect Master

As they approach within a kilometer, the scent emitted by them has been captured by the stingers, and the stingers immediately fly back to their owners to issue a warning.

"I know." Wutong muttered, inferring the personality of the visitor based on his approaching speed.

He looked up at the giant sting wasp. It was now frequently rubbing the double needles of its forelimbs against each other. Wutong, who was familiar with it, knew that this guy was inevitably feeling anxious and irritable, so he made this move.

"thorn, come back, now is not the time for you to appear."

Wutong didn't give the Needle Bee the right to refuse. He took out the Poké Ball and put it back. Then he took out a delicate whistle that was only twenty centimeters long from his pocket.

哔

A sharp whistle sounded, and the big-billed bird that was circling and monitoring in the sky heard it. It immediately paused, looked down with its long neck, and found the human boy raising its head to meet its eyes.

唳

It screamed loudly, flapped its wings vigorously, rolled up the airflow to push itself, and shot like a sharp arrow into the forest below.

Some nearby green caterpillars and Rattata fled quickly. In their eyes, this was exactly the posture of the ferocious predator in the sky who was about to hunt.

But when it rushed in front of the young man who was standing motionless like a prey, it suddenly slowed down, finally stopped on his head, slowly flapped its wings and landed in front of him.

Seeing this, Dajia, who was loyally standing beside Wutong like a guard, relaxed a little. If the big-billed bird went crazy just now and really attacked, then the battle would not be easy.

"A powerful enemy is coming, let's get out of here first."

Wutong knew in his heart that this big-billed bird was driven by pure violence and fear. Since he did not have the real overwhelming strength to conquer it, compared to the big-billed bird that he tortured and gently healed, this big-billed bird There were still times when it would unabashedly reveal its obvious hatred and intent to attack him, but the subtle thing was that it never actually launched an attack.

Wutong took Da Jia back into the elf ball, and then, like a horse, he stepped sideways and rode on the back of the big-billed bird.

The toucan flapped its wings, and the wind and sand on the ground were suddenly blown away. Before they could touch the culprit toucan, it had already risen several meters above the ground and soared into the sky in the blink of an eye.

A strong wind blew against his face, and the fierce wind made his cheeks hurt. Wutong had already put on goggles, but he still wore a mask, which made him look weird.

If his face wasn't too scary now, Wutong wouldn't want to wear a mask, but even if he had money, he wouldn't choose to have plastic surgery before completing that goal.

This face reminds him all the time that as a strange person who has escaped from death and is favored by both misfortune and luck, how should he live so that he can live with no regrets.

The toucan is not only fierce in combat, but has been tamed as a military bird by human teams in ancient times. Its endurance, physical strength and explosive power are all among the best among birds. It can fly thousands of kilometers for days and nights, as long as Provided with sufficient food supplies, it can even cross the ocean.

Moreover, the feathers on the Toucan's body are quite soft, so sitting on it will not be as uncomfortable as riding a horse. Unless there is turbulence causing bumps, otherwise the Toucan will just glide on the air current, and he will feel the same as flying on an airplane in his previous life. , very stable and comfortable.

"Pull it up a little higher and I want to see where the stalker is."

The big-billed bird immediately kept raising the height, and soon when Wutong looked down, he had to raise his head ninety degrees to barely see the top of the tall trees. Now when he looked down, they were about the size of toothpicks. There were already trees all around from time to time. Light clouds and mist passed by, and this low pressure put a lot of pressure on Wutong's body.

"Okay, come down."

Before Wutong was injured, he quickly asked the bird to start lowering the height, but at this time, this guy seemed a little strange.

He didn't say anything, just took out the elf ball and tapped it on its neck, giving a silent hint.

The toucan felt the touch of the cold and hard ball, and suddenly felt a chill in his heart. He didn't dare to be presumptuous anymore, and honestly began to adjust his flight posture and began to glide downwards.

Wutong had already seen the target position with the telescope just now. Of course, the toucan pointed at the other party with its long neck first. You must know that the eyes of birds have a special structure, which allows them to find things more clearly with their eyes at high altitudes than with a telescope. Small targets on the ground.

"turn left."

"Go to the right."

"Get down a little bit."

"Pull up."

"Look in the direction of my finger."

Wutong kept giving instructions to adjust the flying direction of the toucan, but the opponent had not caught up yet. From this test, it was proved that he did not have an elf that was suitable for aerial combat.

But this is not the key. Although Wutong has determined the destination location, in order to ensure that everything is correct, he is only more careful to personally direct the flight of the toucan.

Shirou, the senior ranger who was constantly tracking the target in the sky and shuttled through the forest on the ground, had a relaxed expression on his face.

In order to keep up with the speed of the big-billed bird in the sky, he can no longer run with human legs. Instead, he has a three-headed doodle carrying him to run very fast on the ground. The speed is only a burst of speed. The wind blew by but no one could be seen.

Duduli is a bird elf with three heads, similar to a walking bird. Its vestigial wings have no ability to fly. The three heads have a round head and a long neck like a toucan, and the body is shrunk into It has an oval shape, its two long legs are extremely strong, and its running ability on the ground has reached the same speed as a car at 60 kilometers per hour.

The concept of power caused by a car traveling at 60 kilometers per hour can be simply understood as this speed multiplied by the mass of the car. It can easily kill or seriously injure a human being. And when a Duduli with this running speed sprints and hits Sometimes, its speed and power can knock a human into pieces and cause blood to scatter all over the sky.

Although Shirou didn't feel very comfortable riding such a Duduli, he was already accustomed to riding it on patrol in the forest all year round.

"Run, run, let you keep running now. Now that you know I am chasing you, then run until you are exhausted."

Shirou looked up at the big black spot in the sky. As a forest ranger, he had very good eyesight and could clearly see his prey escaping. He quite enjoyed the hunting behavior, with a playful smile on his lips.

If Wutong knew what this person was thinking, he would definitely praise him for his cooperation. He just needed to fly somewhere safer and without any accidents, and then give him a surprise.

The chase and escape lasted for more than an hour.

At this time, there is a conspicuous waterfall below, which is almost bordering the interior of the Viridian Forest. There are many tough aerial powerhouses like Bidiao in the inner Viridian Forest, and the large-billed birds inside will basically destroy the death light.

Even the destructive death ray of an ordinary toucan is powerful enough to blow up a building. After being hit, only fellow elves can bear it, and humans are basically hopeless.

"Okay, this is it, come down." At this time, Wutong's voice began to return to a low and hoarse voice.

After gently patting the toucan on the head, it immediately began to circle and lower its altitude, falling into the forest in a less arrogant manner, because Wutong had warned it not to cause unexpected trouble, which led to increased variables.

After Wutong landed on the ground not far from the river, the roaring sound of the river flowing into the waterfall could still be clearly heard.

He quickly released Dajia and the two flying mantises, and let them, together with the big-billed bird that had just carried him, form a wall facing the other side of the river, while Wutong himself had his back to the river.

A fierce battle will come at any time.

Or maybe he was easily penetrated four times. It couldn't be called a fierce battle at all, it could only be called a crushing.

But Wutong didn't want to look down on himself so easily without fighting before.