"Mr. Trocca, you have grown a little bigger...you can become a black panther, right? I think your power structure is almost completed, right?"

"Meow."

"How about making it smaller? Mr. Trocca's kitten form has always been very cute! Look, this is the big fish Celera caught from the Storm Islands. I specially left a small dried fish for you!"

"Meow……"

"Then... shall I play with you for a while? Come on, grab this feather! Grab it!"

"Meow!"

Gretel worked tirelessly to discuss, cajole, or offer small dried fish as bribes, but all he received was a silent scream from Mr. Trocca.

The cat doesn't want to transform, or in other words, it doesn't want to waste the power it has so easily repaired to become bigger or smaller, a leopard or a kitten. The golden feather of the Eagle God is so rich in power and so high in nature that it has only seen it in its life.

, it must seize this opportunity to reach a higher level...

Besides, I am the great Mr. Trocca!

It is a noble monster!

Not a cat!

You dare to snatch my golden feather! Although you just dangled it in front of me to tease me to grab it, you actually dared to pull this precious golden feather out from under my paws!

Meow Meow Fishnet Claw!

"Wow--"

Gretel scurried away with his head in his arms.

After failing to pick up the cat, and there was no other animal to analyze for the time being, Gretel had no choice but to huddle in the laboratory and study hard. He studied the information on transfiguration in the council, and also studied the transfiguration experience passed down by the nature priests:

Analyze, compare, think, experiment...

What?

Study rabbits and mice?

Observe their shapes, dissect their bodies, understand every inch of them, and keep their details in mind?

NEVER!

What kind of combat power do these two forms have? There is no combat power, no speed, no special abilities, nothing! Learning transformation is to enhance your survival ability or combat effectiveness, not to cause trouble for yourself!

Anyway, when the wolf, or leopard, or wolf carcass or leopard carcass he placed the order comes, he will study it slowly and observe... Sharpening the knife will keep you from chopping wood...

The dean moved his mouth and broke his legs. Grete handed over a piece of paper lightly, and the researchers of the institute, the presiding mages and assistants of the Mage Tower, and the soldiers of the Eagle Kingdom began to get busy:

There are no living wolves!

There are no live leopards!

Regardless of whether they are the eagle god or the snake god, they all eat blood. In other words, they not only eat the souls of those monsters, but also their bodies.

The Eagle God eats more reservedly, cracking the skull, eating the brain, and eating all the heart. Then he presses the corpse under his claws and pecks at it bit by bit, tearing off every muscle and swallowing it, but there is still some left.

a set of bones;

The snake god is more straightforward. It is swallowed with the bones in one gulp and slowly digested. Of course, after digestion, there will be residues excreted, but if what is excreted is the whole bone or the residue, then...

Just let it go...

Besides, even if there were bones, they would be in the burial pits, mixed with human bones, broken bones of other animals, and broken pottery figurines. If you want to dig them out completely——

Might as well catch a live one!

It was under such circumstances that Taco Mond stepped into the jungle. He and his son followed the "White Ghost" to attack the Eagle Kingdom, and were defeated and captured. They originally thought they would be dragged away as a human sacrifice, but instead

After being detained for a period of time, he was sent to a research institute;

After being locked up in the institute for a few more months, they were suddenly dragged out and said to be his daughter's sweetheart. Tupac Amaru invited a big boss to intercede, and the owner of the institute planned to release them;

However, they were not released immediately. Each person was pulled out, poked with the strange tube, and some cold liquid was pushed in. After being locked up for two days, he was pulled out again and his legs were covered in mosquito bites. He was kept locked up for a few more days.

…

"You can go!" A "white ghost" wearing a black robe and a serious face led them to the door and pointed outward:

"We have made an agreement with the people of Eagle Country that they will not take you back again. It's only for this time. We won't care if you do something wrong next time!"

The father and son walked down the hillside cautiously, walked into the city of Tenoch, and then walked out of the city. Sure enough, they were not caught. However, when they returned to the tribe...

It was like a thunderbolt.

The best warriors of the tribe were captured!

The strongest men have been captured!

The only ones left were the old and the weak, women, children, girls, and slaves. They huddled in the fence of the village. They had to go together even to fetch water, and they didn't dare to go out when it got dark.

The corn fields and pumpkin fields outside the fence were ruined by wild beasts in the jungle. The east part was crooked and the west part was full of big holes. Just like this, no one in the village dared to plant it...

"Want to redeem others? Yes!" He returned to Tenoch City, and the mage in the mage tower told him:

"You can also want warriors from other tribes, weapons, armors, scrolls and medicines! We are open to trade here! Of course, you have to exchange things..."

Tribal land?

Taco Mond was reluctant to part with it. Even if it was a jungle, it was a jungle that belonged to their tribe. It was their hunting ground, their medicine-gathering territory, and the training ground for their young warriors.

Every inch of expansion of the jungle's boundaries was fought out by him, his father, his father's father, and the soldiers!

"The Great Luo of All Worlds"

Even if he signed a contract to give a piece of the jungle to these new "white ghosts" in exchange for the tribe's warriors, Taco Mond was reluctant to part with it. He could only settle for the next best thing:

"Is there anything else I can exchange for?"

"Others? That's a lot! Warcraft, magic plants, mineral deposits, medicinal materials, all kinds of things... By the way, there is an urgent order recently. Once you finish it, you can redeem the person immediately!"

"What?"

"Catch a few monsters..."

Taco Mond and his son stepped into the jungle together. As long as they were not the strongest leopards, he could barely defeat them, and his son would definitely be able to defeat them. It was better than selling his land, and better than selling his body!

However, not long after entering the jungle, he discovered a group of "white ghosts" with their faces painted in stripes and their bodies wrapped in various colors, sneaking into the forest. Taco Mond sniffed and disappeared quietly.

Follow up loudly:

That gang!

He remembers the gang!

Those are the white ghosts, the white ghosts who are different from the people in the institute!

That group of people, who smelled strongly of sea and wine, and had round accessories with sunray patterns hanging around their necks, came to them and tricked them into attacking Tenoch City!

So many people were killed, so many people were arrested, so many people were sent to the pyramids, their hearts were dug out, and their heads were cut off! They actually still have the nerve to come?

They still dare to come!

"Follow!" Taco Monde gestured to his son, indicating that he would be surrounded on both sides, and get behind the white ghosts. Grab one, grab two, preferably all of them, and take them to Teno.

Qicheng, leave it to those new white ghosts——

If you exchange one for another, I wonder how many warriors from their tribe can be exchanged?

It would be great if there was more detailed information and a more important figure could be caught!

A week later, the Archmage Tower in Tenoch City received two unexpected gift packages.

"The new governor has arrived?" Archmage Heins was pulled out of the research institute and participated in the meeting of mages. One level 18, two level 15, and a group of mages above level ten, seven or eight gathered in a circle to watch.

Looking at the large map projected by the tower spirit:

"Supposedly, it's almost time... The rainy season here has ended, and the Storm Islands have also entered a rare period of calm... If the new governor takes office, he should come at this time... So what are they going to do?"

"The results of the torture of the prisoners and the intelligence collected at the port pointed out," a level 5 magic control mage beside the host of the Mage Tower calmly issued a report:

"The new governor-general has no plans to start a major war for the time being. In fact, the current military strength of the governor-general does not allow them to organize a large army to attack us again. However, the current governor-general has plans to indulge pirates and plunder ports and indigenous people."

"This is quite troublesome."

"The mage tower at the port has only level 10 mages. With the mage tower, it can only resist attacks from level 12 to 13. If they detect the truth and send a few experts to pull out the nails, we will be very passive."

"Looting is even more troublesome. We can't control the long coastline at all."

"It's enough to just grab a few indigenous villages. The problem is, we have already opened three plantations here, and we will open ten more in the future. We have already scouted several places and signed contracts with the indigenous people..."

“Should we be proactive?”

"Don't be ridiculous. With our current strength, it is already difficult to defend our own territory. How can we take the initiative?"

"I have an idea... Didn't we make a yellow fever vaccine and use [Best Disease Technique] to vaccinate a large area? Send a mage who knows [Best Disease Technique] to the Storm Islands to infect the Yellow Fever

Spread the factors..."

In an instant, all the mages present, except for the two necromancers, gave Lingling a shiver.

Yellow fever, yellow fever. This plague is famous in the Eagle Country and the Storm Islands. A good person can develop a high fever within a few days and fall on the bed, turning yellow all over.

Started vomiting black blood...
To be continued...