Ride and Cut

After passing through the cracks in space, the familiar sense of dislocation has changed the world.

Richard set foot on the land full of humus fallen leaves and looked around. The arbor was quiet, only a few Lin Lu looked curiously with waxy black eyes, and there was no half of a human figure.

"Eh, what about people." Lord Lord scratched his head.

According to his previous agreement with Chief Saitos, in order to facilitate communication between the two sides, a post should be set up near the passage on the other side and be stationed for a long time.

The Iron Giant obviously still values ​​the visitors from the other side of the world very much. Last time even Chief Saitos was sitting in person, why this time he couldn't even see a tiger spirit, the contrast was a bit strong.

"The environment here is so comfortable." The second general Hemha looked up at the canopy of the tree, greedily opening his nostrils to breathe air.

It was the first time for the two of them to come to the new world. As element users, of course, they could also feel the richer and richer elements in the air, and were deeply intoxicated by it.

"Could it be that they moved." Abu has always been very imaginative.

"Small man, don't guess." Ha curled his lips, bent over and patted the top of his head lightly.

As we all know, men cannot touch the top of their heads. As we all know, even though Abu is small, it does not prevent him from being a **** man.

"Hutt, let the roots be heard." Richard snapped his fingers.

The centaur took an arrow and opened its bow. After a while, a sharp whistle blew in the air, spreading in all directions.

After a while, another whistle echoed from deeper and farther in the forest.

"Look, it didn't move." Abu, who was spreading his teeth and claws, said with a shrug, the latter was jumping up and hitting him on the knee frantically.

But for a rough-skinned monster, this kind of attack doesn't even count as a tickling.

"It seems that Chief Setos is here." Hutt looked at the swaying tree crown and the large swarms of flying birds that were startled in the distance. It was definitely not a movement that a tiger spirit could produce.

"Everyone, don't stand up." Richard triumphantly took out the bench from the space ring and sat down steadily, which was very convenient.

The group of Gaoshanbao sat on the bench drinking ale and blew the water for more than an hour before finally waiting for the iron giant to separate the canopy of the arbor and appear in front of them.

Chief Saitos looked very tired, his two huge eyeballs were full of bloodshot eyes and a lot of dirt was stained on the bald scoops, and the upper and lower lips were dry.

Vividly interpreting what is meant to be ashamed.

"Richard, long time no see." He squeezed out a reluctant smile, clearly unable to get up, sitting cross-legged on the ground and yawned several times, apparently already extremely tired.

"Chief, what's wrong with you?" Lord Lord hurriedly bought a barrel of wine from the system shop to quench his thirst.

In his impression, the Iron King, as the master of Twilight Forest, had never been so embarrassed.

"I've long wanted to send someone to find you, but Qiqiu is not there, and there is no way to cross the passage to the other side." Chief Saitos sighed, "Oh, let me talk about you first. Is there anything going on this time?"

"Okay, I'm going to make a long story short." Richard saw that the situation was not right, and did not grieve too much. He pointed to the second general who was playing in the mud behind him and asked, "Chief, do you think they are familiar? Does it look like silver? giant?"

"The upper giants are all about the same height. They are not half as tall as I am. How could it be possible." Chief Saitos took a sip of ale and glanced at Richard while complaining about Richard's whimsical.

At this glance, an instant is eternal.

It is like a pair of blood brothers who have been separated for many years, looking for each other without a clue, but inadvertently reunite quietly on the streets of war.

The barrel of ale fell silently in his hand, fell to the ground, cracked into eight petals, and the golden liquor dripped into the soil. Chief Saitos was ashamed of evil, and had no response to this.

"Chief? Chieftain?" Lord Lord tentatively yelled twice.

Saitos's lips trembled violently, and his voice became as loud as a bronze bell due to excessive excitement: "This...this!"

Hem Ha, the second general who was concentrating on playing in the mud, was suddenly startled. They looked up at the Iron Giant, with an urge to turn their heads and run away.

Giant monsters are considered big in Alpine Forts and even in the entire wilderness, but compared to the real giant in front of them, like a Doberman Hound facing an adult lion, it is not a heavyweight at all.

"Chief, isn't it?"

Saitos's chest undulated violently like a bellows. For an elderly person with tens of thousands of years of rich experience, this is undoubtedly a manifestation of extreme inner shock.

"It is indeed a silver giant, but how..."

"Sure enough." Richard sighed slightly.

He was already a little skeptical after the second general took San Jose's dragon hunting potion but was still intact.

The giant clan is often regarded as a kind of foolish, cowardly and low-intellectual race, and in the eyes of the world, they are more powerful than goblins. But it happens to have

Outstanding elemental talent and excellent toxin resistance, no matter how you look at it, look extraordinary, and it doesn't match the situation at all.

Now to seek verification from Chief Saitos is just to implement the conjecture. I've been mentally prepared for a long time, and I'm too surprised to talk about it.

It's just that an indescribable emotion is brewing in my heart: "Oh, the power of time."

Survival is an extremely heavy topic for all races.

The constant decline of the tide of the elements is a deadly but powerless change in the environment for the upper giants. Just as the water in the pond is gradually drying up, there are only two paths before the fish-either adapt to the new environment or die.

Richard can almost imagine the dilemma faced by the silver giants who stayed in the world on the other side.

The decay speed of the elemental tides is unwavering, and will not be slowed down by their panic. The increasingly sluggish elements can't even support the most basic physical consumption.

Taking a step back is the abyss. In order to survive, they had to begin to compromise. As a result—the tall body as tall as a **** gradually shrank, and the once clever and clever mind became clumsy.

Resolutely, cut all the functions that can be reduced, discard all the persistence that can be discarded, and discard all the glory that can be discarded!

Try to adapt to the harsh environment as much as possible, even if it is extremely humble, just to survive!

The decline of the tide of the elements, like lower and lower ceilings, bends their backbones and wears away their pride.

So the high-ranking giant who was revered in the Titans era became a giant who wandered in the wilderness and was widely known for its recipes.

If the silver giants of the year could still travel through time, in their eyes, the giant monsters must be deformed to the extent that they can no longer be deformed, low energy to be inferior, humble enough to be humble, and even not qualified to be called a giant at all!

However, they were able to survive the most difficult years.

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