After dealing with these pests, Volibear waited in place for a while. Time soon reached noon, and the "canopy" of fog outside the misty jungle began to slowly dissipate under the scorching sun.
When his vision returned to normal and he could freely move around the forest area, Volibear picked up the three bandits who were unconscious on the ground with severed hands and feet, and threw them out to the outer circle of the misty jungle.
On the road, they also found another place to dig a hole and bury Long Aotian's body.
Although these guys were evil people with evil intentions, Volibear still treated them as humanely as he could. Although Volibear was not a monk who fasted and chanted Buddha's name, he still killed people when it was time to do so.
He knows how to kill, but he is not a ruthless killer. He does not think killing is as trivial as trampling on an ant.
"Huh, okay, the next step is to go back first."
It didn't take long to deal with all the problems. Volibear took a breath and walked towards the depths of the misty jungle with the sunlight already shining above his head. There, there was the ethnic group he was born in.
, there are the tribesmen he grew up with and lived with, and there is a world that is both familiar and unfamiliar to him.
"By the way, there is one more thing I forgot to do..."
However, after he took a few steps, he seemed to suddenly remember something and walked back to the outskirts of the misty jungle, walking back to the three people he had left on the road.
"This tree is about the same, look at the assholes."
Volibear found the largest and most eye-catching tree around the three people, stretched out the sharp claws that were usually hidden in the flesh pads of the bear's paws, and could be popped out when needed, and swish towards it.
The tree waved a few times.
The sharp claws left claw marks on the big tree like cutting tofu. Under the operation of Volibear's sharp claws, a line of text dug out of the tree with a sharp tool gradually emerged...
Anyone who breaks into this tree as a boundary will die.
Such a simple sentence carved on this big tree vividly reflects Volibear's domineering power and his determination to protect this misty jungle.
Although these five-person team have been eliminated, if they are not lying, there are still a large number of bastards around here who will rush in at any time, force their way into any ruins, clash with the bear tribe, and stain this misty jungle.
Donate blood.
How is it possible to tolerate this happening! Let Volibear watch his people being killed and his hometown being messed up? How is it possible! If any group of people is really evil and still plans to attack the Misty Jungle,
Then Volibear may not be as kind as he is now. Even if there are hundreds of people, they will have to pay a heavy price!
"I hope the other party will have a clear mind and retreat after seeing this situation..."
In fact, even Volibear himself didn't think that a team of this size, and a group of people who seemed to be very well prepared, would stop just because of this intimidation. For such desperadoes, I'm afraid there is no real chance of a knife being used.
You won't wake up when you put it on your neck.
After writing this must-kill declaration, which was called a "peerless word", Volibear walked into the depths of the misty jungle with a somewhat heavy heart...
In the misty jungle on the edge of the Emerald Alliance, because it is surrounded by thick fog most of the day, it is not suitable for long-term living by creatures. There is only an area deep in the mist jungle that is not affected by the "canopy"
There is only one tribe of bears living there. This tribe of bears is a lineage of forest bears, and they are ordinary half-orcs with no special characteristics.
Because of its small number and weak strength, this forest bear tribe has lived in the depths of the misty jungle for generations. Most of its members have no intention of dealing with the outside world and are too lazy to leave the forest.
Although this place is isolated from the world, there are a lot of resources in this peaceful jungle. Even picking fruits from the trees or catching grass carp in the lake every day is enough for this group of bears to survive. They have no worries about eating and drinking every day and do not go out at all.
Isn't it necessary?
"I'm finally back... But after walking around outside, it really looks like a primitive tribe..."
The area of the misty jungle is not very large, and because Volibear moves very fast in the forest, it only took him a very short time to run back to the bear tribe area deep in the jungle.
Looking at this extremely familiar small village, Volibear suddenly felt a sense of familiarity.
I don’t know whether this group of bear people are too lazy or simply don’t like to pay attention to details. This small village with hundreds of bear people living in it is simply disorganized. It is so simple that it is just a hut made of wood and weeds.
The west room is built messily with a huge barbecue rack as the center, and it looks a bit chaotic.
But it doesn't really matter... Volibear walked into the huge barbecue grill, which occasionally became a very lively meeting place, and the bears would run around with all kinds of messy things they got from the forest.
Come here to light up the grill and have a lively barbecue party or something.
Usually, most of these bear people stay in their favorite places and rarely return to their cabins before nightfall. For example, Volibear used to like to run to a small lake not far away and lie down in the lake.
Sleeping and stuff like that.
"Hey? Isn't this Wally? You're back. It seems like I haven't seen you for a long time."
Just after Volibear walked into the bear village, a bear who seemed to be lying on the barbecue grill just now saw him, then staggered over and said hello to Volibear.
"...Henry, I feel relieved to see you live such a cool life."
Volibear slapped his huge bear paw heavily on the shoulder of the bear-man named Henry. Although he had long known that these guys were extremely nervous, Volibear really couldn't imagine that he was actually concerned about the disappearance of several people.
Yue then reappeared himself with this attitude.
Even if the bearmen of this group often stay in the jungle for many days without being seen, it is too funny that Volibear has not returned to the village for several months and has not attracted attention. I really have to trust their thick nerves.
feel.
"No more words, where is Lao Hei? I have an urgent matter with him."
This so-called "Old Black" is the big black bear with the strongest fighting ability among Volibear's group before. He has fought against human masters like Volibear. In every aspect, he is the most powerful leader among this group.
The Ursine with judgment is equivalent to the patriarch of the clan.
Now this misty jungle may face the invasion of many human masters. At this time, Volibear must discuss this life-and-death issue with Lao Hei. Judging from Volibear's understanding of who they are, as long as they find out
If they leave this small village, this group of bear people will definitely suffer misfortune.
"Lao Hei, it seems that he has been staying in a broken altar that no one usually goes to recently, and he is probably there now."
Altar? Relics? Volibear was suddenly shocked, as if two previously unrelated points were connected together in his mind. Why did the group of people outside come all the way into the misty jungle? Isn't it just for this?
Is there an ancient heritage that may exist in a ruins... Could it be that the place where Lao Hei is staying...
When he thought of this, Volibear quickly left behind Henry who didn't know what was going on, turned around and rushed out of the village, running towards the broken altar that Volibear had visited once or twice before.
Speaking of the dilapidated small altar, Volibear actually didn't have much impression. This dilapidated building had been there for who knows how many years since before Volibear was born. It was shabby, old and not interesting.
, gradually few tribesmen will go anywhere.
As for where there will be any priceless ancient heritage, Volibear has never thought about this. It's like someone coming to you and telling you that Solomon's priceless treasure is buried in the small yard behind your house. It's just like that.
It's like a dream with no sense of reality.
"Is this here..."
The altar was not too far away from the bear village. Volibear spread his legs and ran for a while before he saw a small building with a round stone floor and four or five sparse and somewhat damaged stone pillars.
, and there is a statue in the middle whose shape can no longer be seen. These things together form a small building that can barely be regarded as an altar.
From a long distance, Volibear saw the figure sitting in front of the statue in the center of the altar like a stone. He could tell who it was from the dark fur without moving forward.
Among the forest bear tribe, Lao Hei is the only one who is so black.
"Hey, Lao Hei, long time no see."
Volibear slowly stepped into the ancient altar and said to Lao Hei, who was sitting on the ground motionless. He still had many problems to solve, and maybe Lao Hei could give him some advice.
"Huh? Wally, you... went outside the woods during this time? And now you are much better than this old guy like me. You are young and promising. You are really young and promising."
This big black bear, affectionately called "Old Hei" by the tribesmen, did not even turn his head and was still sitting on the ground with Volibear on his back, but Volibear seemed to feel that Old Hei's eyes were watching him.
"I see, have you sensed the change in my aura? I'm still as sharp as a monster."
Volibear chuckled, walked up and sat next to Lao Hei. He had already known the special characteristics of this elder bear man. Lao Hei had lost his eyesight for many years, and in the long years he had acquired something like "mind's eye".
"With the ability, you can "see" more things without having to use both eyes to see.
"Well, I'll make a long story short. Now there is a group of uninvited guests outside. I guess... they are here for "this thing". What exactly is "this thing"? It seems that I have never found "this thing" to be like this before.
It’s dazzling.”
Although Volibear said this to Lao Hei, his eyes were always staring at the object in front of Lao Hei, which was placed in the center of the ancient altar and had been considered to be part of the statue from a long time ago.
Just kidding... Volibear now has considerable strength and knowledge. Although it's hard to tell what this is yet, it's good no matter what. This thing is faintly exuding like a giant beast from the wild.
Something with astonishing momentum cannot be just a part of a "statue"!
At this time, Volibear stood closely in front of the unrecognizable statue. The shape of the broken statue could no longer be seen, but strangely, the "right hand" on the statue was unscathed.
Not only that, this "right hand" looks much more "vibrant" than Volibear remembered. It is not the same gray earth color as the statue itself in the past, but exudes a light blue color. If you look closely, this
There are six sharp barbs protruding from the "right hand", giving people a very dangerous feeling.
"Hmph, of course, the power of this thing has only begun to recover not long ago, and that's why it attracted a bunch of flies and mice. How about, are you confident that we can get rid of them?"
"This... Judging from the current situation, I can't guarantee it, but I will try my best."
Even if only the vanguard is composed of four powerful combatants and a mage, Volibear simply can't imagine what kind of organization this group of people is, let alone the confidence that he can fight against nearly a hundred masters on his own, so he simply
Lao Hei told the truth.
"Really? Just take "it" with you. It's rare that this "Shura Tiger Wrist" has regained its spirituality. It would be a bit unkind to let "it" stay here."
Lao Hei smiled softly, took off the steel glove decorated as the statue's right hand, the "Shura Tiger Wrist" from the statue, and handed it to Volibear...