Like Long Jie, Isaac didn't think the kobolds dared to lie to them.
However, whether the village is a human race or some human-like race requires contact to truly determine.
If it were really a human race...
That would be interesting!
A strange color flashed across the green dragon's vertical pupils.
In a village, it can be seen that the number of people is not too small.
So many people have traveled thousands of miles to move to the black mist jungle where monsters are entrenched...
This certainly shows that they must have good strength, but on the other hand, if they have good strength and don't enjoy life in a human country, why would they move to such a place?
There is only one possibility!
"There is no last resort!"
So, is it an escape? Is it an exile?
His mind was like electricity, and Isaac vaguely felt that it might be more than that.
If it was simply "escape", then escaping from one capital to another, or even a few more capitals, would probably be enough.
Unless these people think that as long as they are in the capital of mankind, they cannot hide from the sight of certain people!
Or, maybe these people have some hidden secrets and feel that the human world cannot tolerate them!
However, no matter what the possibility is, the affairs of the human world have nothing to do with their green dragons for the time being. He only needs to be sure of one thing... These humans don't care about their deeds of hiding in the black mist jungle.
, will spread to the human world!
If you care... then not only can you start Altana's big plan now, but in the future, when they are ready to attack the Ape King, they will also have one more help!
Of course, although the idea is good, you still have to try it before you know whether it is feasible or not.
Isaac didn't plan to try it himself, he just needed to provide ideas. Long Jie was the "talker" and "doer". With Long Jie's ability and the support of the hobgoblins, how to contact them?
No matter how you test it, you won't be able to operate it.
As for him...the research has reached the most critical period. The conjecture and verification of the magic-stimulating hormone has reached the final stage. He does not want to be distracted too much by anything.
"Eltana, I think, maybe we can..."
The young dragon looked at his dearest sister.
…
Tranquil silver village.
The layers of fences not only protect but also seem to isolate, separating this small village from the black mist jungle into two worlds.
When the hobgoblin leader approached here, he felt that the light here was brighter, and there was no gloomy atmosphere that the black mist jungle should have.
This is not his illusion.
Gary looked up and saw that the dense shade of trees that was supposed to block the sun was sparsely trimmed here, allowing the sun to easily shine into the village and into the fields enclosed by fences.
"Hobgoblin, leave here immediately, otherwise you will never be able to leave again!"
A voice broke the tranquility of the village. From within the innermost fence, an arrow accurately shot at the hobgoblin's feet, sinking deeply into the ground.
It must be the human race!
The hobgoblin's eyesight can clearly see some figures on the other side of the fence.
It's not an elf or something, it's very likely that it's indeed a human race.
In this case, that’s right!
"Humans, I, the Great Goblin Gary, on the order of the great Lord of the Black Mist Jungle, send you a friendly signal. This is her letter, inviting you to go to the Goblin Valley in seven days to participate in the "Ten Thousands of Fruit Forest Planting"
Mobilization Ceremony"."
The hobgoblin placed a roll of animal skin on the ground. To show that he was not hostile, he took a few steps back.
Lord of the Black Mist Jungle?
The people in the village looked at each other, as if they had never heard of it.
Moreover, this is the territory of the patrolling Naga!
They just need to abide by this person's order!
It was still the same voice as before: "The matter in the Black Mist Jungle has nothing to do with us, and your master has nothing to do with us. We just want to live here quietly, and everything outside has nothing to do with us. Leave here."
"Whether it has something to do with you or not, it doesn't depend on you, but on the great Princess Altana. The letter is here. I believe that after reading it, we will meet again at the ceremony." The hobgoblin said, taking a step.
He retreated step by step into the jungle and quickly disappeared from the sight of everyone in the village.
Somehow, Tai Wu, the leader of the village guard, an elite warrior with a long bow in his hand and a scimitar at his waist, came up with a sentence in his mind: The more decisive you leave, the greater the trouble will often be.
After this sentence, there is often a sentence: I have an ominous feeling...
"I seem to smell an ominous premonition."
"Taiwu, since it was sent here, let's take a look at what's written in the letter."
A female voice came from within the village.
After a while.
As the letters are picked up and read.
A roar like a beast's roar.
"Why do you always have to force us?"
Angry and depressed!
"Calm down and don't be controlled by animal nature."
"They don't know everything, they are just making guesses based on our situation."
"If you really know, they wouldn't dare to win over us like this."
"Calm down, deal with them first, and then be ready to move at any time. Maybe we should contact Horsethorn in advance."
The woman's voice seemed to contain some strange magic power, and the beast's roar gradually subsided.
…
Goblin Valley has been busy these days.
Now that she has sent an "invitation letter" to the human village, Altana will naturally not forget to be wary of "people jumping over the wall in a hurry" over there.
At the same time, if the other side "identifies" the peace and friendship between the two sides and comes here upon invitation, she will also want to show off the strength of this side.
Several teams of well-dressed troglodytes took up their positions one after another.
The goblin chariots were finally returned to the control of the hobgoblins and were placed on both sides of the valley, with goblins on guard at all times.
Even Isaac's dragon fly brigade was pulled out by her and would "patrol" around the valley from time to time.
These poisonous creatures in groups of one hundred fly at an astonishing speed, and their intimidating power is not inferior to that of the finely dressed troglodytes.
Of course, the slogan is "Ten Thousands of Fruit Forests", but it cannot really be just a slogan.
Even if it was just a formality, she mobilized the kobolds and actually transplanted some fruit trees.
For the sake of a century-old plan, Altana has done her best, unlike her "lazy" brother...
Thinking of her brother, Altana wanted to shake her head.
In the past, he played with his "little friends" at least every day. The scale of his "little friends" has increased, which indirectly also increased the power of the valley.
But lately...it seems like I have been sleeping with my head covered all day long.
Forget it, at least he can still "check for omissions and fill in the gaps". Maybe he sleeps more and thinks more comprehensively.
"You are the one!"
"finally found you!"
At this time, Altana's lazy brother was obviously dozing with his eyes closed, but an unstoppable smile stretched from the corner of his mouth to his inner ear.
In the mind laboratory, under the microscope, in the still active blood, he finally saw a group of factors with a chain structure being synthesized.
I can’t count how many experiments I’ve done.
Even the same ingredients have been made many times.
But it’s not in living organisms, and there are too many surprises in synthesis.
This was the first time he had seen the in vitro synthesis process of "magic molecules".
At the same time, this also shows that the "cytokine" he found and added to this process should be the expression factor of "maginotropin".
Of course, one experiment is not enough.
He needs more verifications.
Once verified, it is time to think about how to complete the engineering construction of this "cell line".
By the time……
He seemed to be able to see that his magic power was beginning to fly in, and the dragonfly tribe was rapidly expanding into a legion.