Lord Roar

Chapter 515
More than 2000 druids, nearly [-], squatted on the ground with their fingers, nibbled on sour fruit, and watched the soldiers of the Bloodhoof tribe eat dried meat and drink ale.

The taste in the hearts of the druids is more sour than the fruit in their hands.

In order to respect the customs of the druids, Alan didn't want to cause extra trouble, so he forbade the soldiers to light the bonfire.

But Meng Rui is a big fat extravagant man, and he is also a senior foodie. Since he is not allowed to make a fire to barbecue, he will set up a portal and go back to the camp to roast it before bringing it over.

Roasted whole head of sara beast, aromatherapy rock frog legs, the best crystal grape brew in Lothar Principality, the broth stewed by Liv, the wife of Babylon the Great, a variety of clean and juicy fruits, mixed with Delicate wheat cakes with meat floss were spread in front of the soldiers one by one.

The tribal warriors had already raised their eyebrows, disliked that the rock frog legs brought back by Mengrui were not tender, and fed them all to the horned python.

Nandes was secretly surprised that a small snake the size of a palm could eat so much.

I don't know if the soldiers are really heroic or intentional, the best crystal grape wine is like drinking water, drink half and sprinkle half.

The sound of swallowing saliva resounded throughout the open space, catching the envious eyes of the druids.

Nandes sat down beside Allen with a low eyebrow, and asked with an unnatural expression: "That... Your Excellency, the great lord of the wasteland, do the soldiers under your command usually eat these?"

Allen threw the roasted hind legs that were less than half eaten on the ground, and said with a look of disgust: "How can that be, this guy Meng Rui is not good at craftsmanship, we are usually in the tribe, there is a vindictive warrior who specializes in making fire and A Tier [-] vindictive chef, the food they make is delicious."

Nandez gasped, how extravagant the Bloodhoof tribe was, and even used vindictive fighters as cooks, damn it, it's too frenzied.

Dayi picked up the roasted hind legs on the ground, and Nandes said to Allen solemnly: "Don't throw things anywhere in the forest."

After finishing speaking, Nandes turned around and left with disgust on his face, walked to a place where no one was there, kicked the roasted hind legs into his arms, and planned to sneak them back to satisfy his little grandson's greed.

Seeing Nandez who turned back again, Allen smiled and said nothing, and handed him a pot of crystal grape wine.

Nandes swallowed a mouthful of saliva, pushed the jug back to Allen, sighed and said: "We Druids follow the way of nature, don't eat meat, don't drink, don't kill in vain, don't fight, No snatching, do you know why?"

Allen shook his head, I'm not stupid, how would I know.

The horned python muttered softly: "The world of the idiot, only the idiot can understand, quack."

"The existence of tradition is not only a constraint, but also a reason for it." Nandes pointed to his fellow clansmen who were drooling with their fingers in the distance and continued: "Almost every druid will understand it on its own after adulthood." The elemental powers of Transfiguration and Wind-Wood are due to strict demands on oneself to follow the way of nature."

Nandes looked proud. Although the druid family became poorer and poorer under his leadership, at least there were no less than 1000 druid rangers who could fight at any time, and their strength was higher than that of senior magicians.

Based on this alone, no matter how poor or hard it is, it is worth it.

The horned python on Allen's neck quacked and asked, "What's the matter with that old guy, Rooney?"

"Ah?!" Nandez found that not only the so-called Great Lord of the Wilderness was too damn incapable of chatting, but even a broken snake that could speak people's words could poke people's hearts.

Because of the horned python's words, Nandes suddenly doubted life.

Having said that, Rooney ran out of the Great Forest of Stars more than ten years ago. When he left, he was considered a forest ranger similar to a high-level magician at most. As a result, he worked undercover in the Holy See for several years and directly advanced to a magician. Then he mixed with the Bloodhoof tribe, and now he is comparable to a magister.

"Rooney...Rooney is an exception. He is naturally talented, far superior to his peers. Yes, he is very talented." After explaining forcibly, Nandez almost convinced himself.

The reason why Rooney is hailed as a legend among the rangers by these druids is not because of how high Rooney's cultivation is, but because this guy is too rebellious, and he is the only one who dares to walk out of the Great Forest of Stars and mess around. heterogeneous.

And Rooney doesn't know if he really doesn't forget the well diggers when he drinks water, or if he's returning home in good clothes, he pours some supplies from outside every now and then and comes back to help these poor guys.

Nandes was silent for a while, then suddenly frowned and said, "If, if so, if Rooney suffers a big loss at the hands of the elves, or the situation gets worse, what will you and the soldiers under your command do?"

Allen smiled and said: "Then what else can I do, it is impossible to burn down the Great Forest of Stars."

Nandez breathed a sigh of relief, but felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, a little thankful, and a little unworthy for Rooney, but he still forced a smile and said: "Yes, after all, the elves can be considered to be on the side of the Holy See , if so."

Before Nandes finished speaking, Allen interrupted directly and rudely: "It is definitely impossible to burn the big forest. I will directly lead people to destroy the elves!"

After finishing speaking, Allen stood up and said with a grim face: "It's already night, Nandes, I know you sent someone to inform the elves. Since there is no reply now, you Druids will give I'll get out of the way, or don't blame me for turning my face and denying people."

As soon as Allen finished speaking, there was a sound of neat metal collisions, and a hundred tribe warriors lowered their armor and raised their weapons horizontally.

Nandez's expression was changing. This place is less than an hour away from the elves. It has been so long since he dispatched his fellow clansmen. Logically speaking, he should have returned long ago, but there is no news until now, and it seems that They couldn't stop the Bloodhoof tribe.

Just as Nandes was racking his brains to delay for a while, a giant eagle landed on the ground, turned back into a human form and looked at Nandes anxiously.

This druid is not stupid, he didn't speak immediately after noticing the situation of the sword being tense. It seems that the news he brought back was not good, so he didn't want to offend Allen and others.

"Say, what's going on!" Nandez asked directly.

"The elves said that Rooney insulted their king. Dirty souls should not exist in this sacred forest. They refused to let them go and negotiate." After the druid finished speaking, he glanced nervously. Allen.

Unexpectedly, Allen still had that calm expression, looked at Nandez and said lightly: "I believe in you, that's why I wasted so long with you, Great Sage Nandez, remember my words, if Rooney If anything happens, I will definitely bloodbath your druid clan!"

"Bold!" A group of druids showed hostility after seeing Allen's nonsense, seeing that the smell of gunpowder in the air was getting stronger and stronger.

Even Nandes couldn't hold back his face, and said in a bad tone: "Respect is given to each other. Don't forget, this is the Great Forest of Stars, not the ancient wilderness."

"Really?" Allen sneered and snapped his fingers slightly.

Two high-pitched dragon chants sounded, and Brad and Ruin floated into the air and turned into giant dragons. The druids who were blown by a huge air current from their wings kept retreating.

Nandes was secretly startled. It turned out that there were two giant dragons with at least the fourth rank, no wonder the other party was aggressive.

However, Nandes didn't take it too seriously. After all, there are special terrain restrictions. Even if they start a battle, they may not be afraid of two giant dragons in large numbers. Moreover, the druids are proficient in transfiguration and cannot become giants. Dragon, it is still possible to conjure more than 100 giant eagles.

It's a pity that Nandez's wishful thinking fell through as soon as it started.

Because the horned winged python has also deformed, to be precise, it is not deformed, but enlarged.

The enlarged horned python is equivalent to turning into a fighting posture, and turning into a fighting posture is equivalent to releasing the magic power in the body.

Nandez's mouth grew too big. He swore to the god of elves that such a strong element should not exist on any plane at all.

He suddenly felt that his behavior was very stupid. Just such a big snake was enough to razed a group of forests to the ground. He swore that he really never thought that any species on the San Cassis continent could have such a huge snake. He has never seen the holy rank, but he knows that in terms of elemental power alone, it is absolutely different from this big snake, and this one-horned big snake, just by looking at it, knows that the hand-to-hand combat ability is so strong. There is no edge.

(End of this chapter)