But Mark, who had always been extremely calm, now his eyes were red and as if he had entered a state of furiousness.
"Let me go, I'm going to kill this bastard..."
Seeing Mark like this, John wouldn't have guessed that this middle-aged hunter obviously had a deep and profound hatred with the so-called werewolf.
At this time, a gentle and affinity voice appeared in the forest.
"Young hunter, don't let hatred pollute your heart, the father of nature is paying attention to you..."
Then a slender figure broke away the weeds and branches and walked more than ten feet before them.
Rather than saying that as this person moves forward, all the plant obstacles in front of him are silently moving on their own, and they are separated by a road. The bloody thorns and shrubs that can be scraped on both sides seem to be worshipping.
Generally lodged.
This magical scene shocked John, Mark, Mike Colson and others there.
Because of the appearance of the visitor, the battle stopped unconsciously. When the giant wolf saw the visitor, he was as docile as the Husky who had destroyed the house saw his master suddenly come back. He even jumped away for more than ten steps in panic and turned into a human again.
Form, bowed deeply to the visitor and said respectfully:
"Joe Van Delin has met the pioneer of nature, the guardian of the Golden Leaf Forest, Lord Vandal! The father of nature is blessing you..."
The person who came was wearing a simple hunting suit with a linen, a bow and arrow on his back, and a one-handed sword that had never been sheathless. He had a slightly narrow face, but his slightly pointed ears and facial features were combined with his facial features.
Extremely perfect and harmonious. Although the young man named Joe Vanderlin was already six feet inches when he was a human figure, and was almost two meters tall, the slender man was one head taller than him. He was definitely already
More than John's previous life's heights.
However, such a tall figure does not seem abrupt at all on this person, but it is very harmonious.
The visitor named Vandal nodded to Joe Vandering.
"The Father of Nature also blesses you, the little guy from the wild genre."
Then he waved to Mark, a hunter who was still struggling under John's hands and wanted to pounce on him and tear the giant wolf young man to pieces, and a faint light enveloped Mark, which immediately calmed down the angry hunter who was almost mad.
"Young hunter, maybe you have a sad past, but obviously you have found the wrong target. What you are looking for should be the werewolf called the beast-turned man as the target of revenge, which is a kind of scratched
A mutant monster that can infect normal humans, not the druid wolf clan who belongs to the son of nature in front of him."
He clearly had a young face as tender as John, but he spoke to Mark, who was already a middle-aged man in this old-fashioned tone. However, in conjunction with the other party's mysterious mature temperament, he had no abrupt feeling at all.
After Mark, who was useless to persuade John, returned to his rational state, was told by someone, and he suddenly realized that the monster was indeed different from the young man in front of him. One was a half-man and half-wolf with a stinky body, and the other was a god.
The mighty giant wolf.
So I could only let go of the bow and arrow in my hand dejectedly and immerse myself in my grief and resentment.
Vandal ignored him, but looked at John beside him, and said with a hint of curiosity and kindness.
"The favored by nature, I feel the breath of the father of nature in you. You are a lucky little guy. When things are over, maybe you can come to my forest to receive some of my teachings and let yourself on the road of nature
Go further."
From the attitude of Joe Vanderlin, who had just turned into a giant wolf, it can be seen that John didn't understand that this was a very powerful man in the extraordinary field. After hearing this, he felt that he could find a place to look for it and immediately bowed.
Sacrifice the body.
As for the situation that the other party said that he was favored by the father of nature, it should be the relationship between the spiritual nature sacrifice ceremony before, right?
"Dear John Walker is eager to receive your teachings."
According to the colonists on the New World, modesty is not a virtue like Middle Earth, and this is not a time for modesty. Finally, I finally met the real golden thighs of this world, so I should hug you as soon as possible.
If you don't agree, you're stupid.
Sure enough, Van Dal nodded slightly, obviously satisfied with John's answer, and then turned to Joe Vandering.
"Little guy from the wild genre, are you here for the plane passage here?"
Joe Van derlin responded respectfully:
"Yes, dear Lord Vandal, my brother Arthur Vandal must have asked you for instructions."
"That's right, we've met before. I'll allow you to enter this plane passage together. As for how you get it, it depends on your own."
Hearing the conversation between the two, the federal agent who had never dared to make a sound before was also anxious, and saw Gilly Gibbs suddenly shouting:
"This is the territory of the Federation, and everything found is owned by the federal government. You cannot allocate it privately like this..."
However, the female agent looked quite fierce and cowardly, and the two felt a sense of déjà roaring at the lion and tiger.
Vandal looked at the team of federal agents with some displeasure:
"Even if that guy Franklin jumped out of his coffin and left his lair, he was not a legend, and I wouldn't be afraid in the forest. If you federation thugs don't want to be driven out of the forest by me, don't speak up.
say."
Although his tone was very elegant, the words he spoke from Vandal's mouth seemed a bit sarcastic. If the elites from the eastern Federation heard someone insulting their great founding father like this, they would probably have to duel with him.
While others were shocked by the meaning revealed in Vandal's words, Colson, among the two federal agents, changed his face.
Others don’t know that as a veteran senior agent who has been in the Investigation Department for more than ten years, he knows secrets that some ordinary government officials don’t know.
That is, Franklin, the founder of the Federation, was still alive, or "living" in another posture.
George Franklin, one of the founders of several federal governments, was named after him.
He was over seventy years old when he died sixty years ago. If he were alive, wouldn’t he be over one hundred and thirty years old now?
This is definitely a miraculous longevity in an era when the average life expectancy is only over 40 years old.
Others, including Gillie Gibbs, were shocked.
How is this possible?
But when they thought that they had seen with their own eyes that someone could turn into a giant wolf, or that a giant wolf could turn into a human, it would be less shocking to live a few decades a person would have lived?
It was only this person's identity that surprised everyone present.
Gillie Gibbs looked at her senior and colleague in confusion. After discovering the change in the other person's face, he realized that what the other person said might be true, and that the founding father was still alive.
Only the four black-clothed agents who were still fighting in a state of combat were not shocked at all, and were still as expressionless as puppets.
However, Colson was nervous and secretly glad that fortunately, this powerful extraordinary man who was confident that he could compete with the founding father did not directly expel them. The meaning of the words would also give them the opportunity to enter the plane channel and join this grand event.
So the two federal agents, who were not stupid, did not shut their mouths tightly, for fear of losing this rare opportunity to enter the extraordinary.