The sickle sat on the back of the violent newt, bored.
However, his attention was always focused on the woods below, trying to find the figure or tribe Yang mentioned.
Of course, nothing has been found so far.
But Kama also discovered something strange.
"Why are there no monsters here?"
Sickle looked at the woods below and muttered to himself.
It was quiet in the woods, with only the sounds of trees and grass rustling.
The same is true when looking at the woods in the distance, it is peaceful.
There was no trace of an elf at all.
But when I think about the large number of cranes, I guess this area has been filled and occupied by the cranes for a long time.
The other elves were either eaten up or driven away.
However, after traveling for a while, Kama finally saw traces of people.
In the distance is an endless mountain range, extending for an unknown number of kilometers from east to west.
And in the place closest to Kamama, there are some caves halfway up the mountain, and people can be seen coming in and out from a distance.
Sickle flew over on a violent salamander, with a smile on his face that he thought was friendly and kind, and waved:
"Hello, brothers and sisters!"
This is the way of greeting taught by the morning witch.
However, unlike the expected cordial and friendly meeting, the people on the other side of the mountain were dancing and shouting for a while.
Groups of people appeared from various places, and various elves came out of the earth. They all got into various caves, and then someone moved huge rocks to block the entrance of the cave.
The mountains fell silent for a moment.
The sickle sat on the back of the violent newt, dumbfounded.
"Ho ho ho~"
The violent salamander is hilarious.
"Go, shut up and fly over."
Sickle was embarrassed and slapped the violent newt on the back.
He was worried about an ambush, so he didn't dare to get too far from the ground, let alone land.
Far away, a few kilometers away from the mountainside, the sickle stopped and said loudly:
"I'm a tribesman from the south. I'm here to inquire about something on behalf of my family... on behalf of my family's witch!!!"
The sound was carried by the wind, but the huge rocks blocking the entrance of the cave did not move at all.
Sickle was embarrassed again.
He cleared his throat and said again: "We are here with good intentions. Unless you take action first, we will not take action!"
"Oh, and we were attacked by a group of big birds over there, and we killed them all. Do you know what they were?"
"Oh right..."
At this time, Siam showed off his long-hidden, or in other words suppressed, talkative nature, and Barabala talked a lot.
And vaguely, he pricked his ears and heard some rustling sounds.
"...were all the terror birds killed?"
"……horrible……"
"Big tribe..."
The sickle rolled his eyes and immediately shouted:
"We came with good intentions. If you don't come out to see me, I will go back and tell Wu that you are hostile to us!"
Sure enough, these words were shouted out, and soon a crack opened in one of the larger caves. Through the crack, one could see that there were densely packed people inside.
Then a strong woman showed her head:
"Did you really kill all the Terror Birds?"
Sickle smiled and said: "Kill them all! But our morning witch calls this bird the fear crane!"
"Aren't you from the Chenhe tribe?"
"No, we are a coalition, not a tribe."
"What is the Coalition?"
"The coalition is a coalition of many tribes."
…
The two sides were talking across the sky, and after a while, the strong woman pushed away the boulder.
The people behind the woman came out one after another, as did the people in other caves.
When this woman came out, Siam's eyes lit up.
I saw that this woman was broad-shouldered and round-waisted, tall and strong, with a voluptuous face, and she was deeply loved by him for her aesthetics.
"Go down, go down."
Sickle urged.
The violent salamander smelled the unique spring breath emanating from the sickle, and laughed "ho ho ho" again.
However, Kame was too lazy to deal with the salamander. He waited until there was an open space halfway up the mountain and jumped down.
"That kid, what's that on your face?"
The woman walked over immediately and pointed at the mask on Kame's face.
"This is to protect you from the wind and sand."
While answering, Siam couldn't help but look at the woman up and down. The more he looked at her, the more satisfied he became.
"My name is Kama, what's your name?"
The woman waved her hand very boldly: "I am the shaman of our tribe, called 'Jun'!"
"Jun, what a good name!"
Looking at Jun's body shape, Ma was filled with admiration, and then looked at Jun from the side.
"What are you doing here with us?"
At this time, someone from the group of people following Jun asked a question.
Only then did Siam come back to his senses, almost forgetting that he was here to investigate the situation.
"We are going north to save the world."
Kaname blurted out.
Then I received a lot of stares from a group of people.
When I think about it, not everyone can understand the meaning of saving the world.
So he looked at the elves here, they were the Sand King series and the Nido King series.
Well, I haven't eaten it yet.
Sickle thought for a moment, recalled the tone of Chen Wu when he spoke to them, and spoke:
"What is your main food..."
Everyone in this tribe was stunned.
…
Camp.
After consuming its life source for a while, the marsupial dragon sat down tiredly, and Geely Dan immediately took two eggs and fed them to its mouth.
The marsupial dragon did not refuse and swallowed the eggs and eggshells in one gulp, showing its powerful digestive ability.
Not far away, someone was driving the Flame Lion to light a fire, then wrap the body of the little Terror Crane with some kind of huge leaves, and then wrap a layer of soil on the leaves.
The little beggar crane!
This is a cooking technique that combines He Chen's ideas and the techniques of some experienced people in the alliance.
It's a pity that He Chen didn't find peppers, and there were no spicy eggplant fruits nearby, otherwise there would be more tricks to make.
"Why hasn't this brat come back yet?"
Yang stood on the trunk of a big tree and looked north. He could vaguely see the shadow of the mountains.
Although the branches of the big tree are thick and strong, they seem to have reached their limit. After all, Yang is a big man with a height of more than two meters and a body full of muscles.
If Yang hadn't controlled his strength, he would have fallen immediately if he relaxed.
After a while, the forest was full of smoke. When Yang Zhengchou wanted to send someone to look for Lian, he finally saw the trace of Lian.
I saw a sickly violent salamander flying staggeringly over with flapping wings.
Shaky?
Yang rubbed his eyes.
You know, Kama is very lean.
The reason for the staggering was that the sickle brought back a big stone... no, a small mountain.
It looks like a mountain of meat.
Did the sickle go hunting?
Yang Cuo was stunned.
No, no!
Yang rubbed his eyes again, but suddenly he couldn't control his strength. The branch under him broke with a "snap", and then Yang fell straight down.