The Emerald Tower

　　 The invisible aura, which drives the invisible air current, is like a whirlwind rising on the ground, spinning around and dispersing in all directions, blowing and hunting around people's hair and clothes.

　　 "The soul of the beast is an eagle..."

　　 Dean looked at the big Zita in front of him with some surprise.

　　 Just like the talent of a knight, the beast soul of a barbarian is also distinguished.

　　 Among them, the more common beast souls are horses, oxen, jackals, and foxes; higher levels are bears, leopards, and wolves; higher levels are eagles and falcons.

　　 As for the highest level, there are some fierce beasts.

　　Of course, there are some special subdivisions. For example, the snow bear among the bears is equivalent to the higher-level beast soul, and if you reach the Snow Bear King, it is the highest-level beast soul, which is similar to the top talent of the knight.

　　 However, it is the same as the advanced and top talent of the Cavaliers.

　　 High-level, top-level beast souls are also very rare.

　　 Therefore, Dean expressed his surprise——

"If the beast soul is an eagle, it not only has the agility and perception that surpasses ordinary people, but also can rely on the unique skill of the beast soul, the brilliance of the eagle, to oppress the enemy and inspire oneself... However, the [Dragon Sword] [ Vigorous and mighty] It is aimed directly at the will, not purely by force!"

　　 Feeling the momentum of the opponent, Dean thought silently.

　　 And as Dean thought--

　　 The eagle cried, it became louder and louder, and in the end it was even a little harsh.

However, Dean was completely unmoved. Dean, who had faced dozens of gold powerhouses before, was not overwhelmed by the aura that was not even silver; especially in the [magnitude] Against this background, Dean seemed to be a predator, hiding his body, ready to make a fatal blow.

　　 Dazita's forehead started to sweat.

The use of the beast soul is definitely not easy. The time to sing like this is already considered good. More importantly, he found that the emerald man on the opposite side did not move, as if at the beginning-and there are only two Explain that first, the opponent's strength far exceeds him, and second, the opponent has special skills.

　　 Regardless of which type, it is quite unfavorable to him.

What's more, beside the opponent, there is another opponent that he can't see clearly-that is an emerald woman, just as ugly as most emerald women, without a strong body, dark skin and fierce aura. The feeling of weakness really made him unable to confirm what kind of strength the opponent has.

　　 Time passed by one minute and one second. As Daztar continued to think about it, the competition of ‘magnitude’ did not stop, on the contrary, it became more and more intense.

　　 However, anyone can see that Dean has the upper hand.

　　 After all, compared to the sweaty Big Zita, Dean's relaxed appearance is too obvious.

　　 "Hello, Mr. Da Zita!"

　　 A few more minutes passed. When Dazita was almost pale, Dean was replaced by [Indomitable], and then he took a step back and asked.

　　 "Hello, guests from far away!"

　　 Da Zita was taken aback, and then immediately reduced the unique ability of his beast soul, and a smile appeared on his face.

　　 "I came here with apology!"

　　 Dean said with a look of guilt.

"I know, so, I expressed my anger before..." Dazita said, and then, looking at Dean carefully again, his eyes were incredible, he asked: "You are very strong, before 'S aura far surpasses anyone I've ever seen, and it's not the aura that a simple human can give off...Do you have a barbarian blood?"

　　 "I'm sorry, Mr. Dazta, my genealogy tells me that since the time of the Empress, I am a pure jadeite!"

　　 Dean shook his head and said, ‘tell the truth.’

"That's really a shame... If you have the blood of a barbarian, the matter between us is not a problem, but if you are an emerald, it will be very difficult to handle-as the patriarch of the Zita tribe, I must seek justice for my people. This is an obligation entrusted to us by our ancestors!"

　　 Da Zita sighed, her voice filled with persistence.

"The obligation given by our ancestors is of course inescapable... and I just hope you give me some time-after all, this matter started because of me, so I hope you can give me the opportunity to understand this matter! "

　　 Dean spoke very seriously, and at the same time, his eyes were staring at the barbarian on the opposite side, and there was no sign of flinching or shaking.

　　 "But..."

"You may want to avenge them, but this is definitely not something that your tribe can accomplish. You will contact more tribes, gather more people, and then go to the vicinity of Janer's collar. This is definitely not a simple Things, you need at least a week to do these things-and, on the premise that everything goes well... So, I hope you give me a week to solve this problem!"

　　 Dean interrupted the other person.

　　 However, the barbarian patriarch was not angry, he just frowned.

　　Because what Dean said was the truth-if he wanted to put pressure on Vauban, he would need to contact a few more tribes at least, and he would have to pay a high price.

　　 Otherwise, it is impossible for anyone to help him free of charge.

　　 After all, this is winter, the winter of dense snowy forests.

　　Many tribes are suffering from hunger and cold, and they are no exception; and as a price to pay, food has naturally become the first choice, and once more than the bottom line is paid...

　　 Thinking of the scene at that time, Da Zita was a little silent.

"You are willing to trade with me, indicating that you are not a person who sticks to the rules, then... we might as well make another transaction-if I do not take the head of the murderer behind the scenes within a week, then... I am willing to My life is to make up for your loss; I can swear by my real name!"

　　 Dean said, and the ‘White Rose’, Xiron and Chad on the side were subconsciously anxious.

　　 "Dean!"

　　 "Head!"

　　 Dean waved his hand, and did not look back at the person who was worried about him. His eyes met the barbarian patriarch in front of him, and he asked again: "How?"

　　 "Okay! I want to believe you!"

　　 The barbarian patriarch finally nodded.

"Humph!"

　　, the cloth Qi on the side snorted coldly, with a deep disdain, Dazita glanced at Bu Qi, did not speak, turned his head, looked at Dean again, and said: "You can swear!"

　　 "I, Dean Ken, will definitely catch the murderer behind this attack on the caravan within a week, otherwise, I am willing to pay for it!"

　　 Dean said straight, without any hesitation.

The "White Rose" on the side sighed softly, while Xiron and Chad looked worried, and upon hearing such an oath, Bu Qi looked at Dazta's eyes with a look of disdain, becoming more and more intense. And such disdain did not diminish even when he left.

　　 Dean and his party did not stay long, and then left the village of Zita and Zita again.

　　 "My brother, I'm so sorry...Dazta has the soul of an eagle, but not the mind of an eagle!"

　　 As soon as he left the stockade, Bu Qi said apologetically.

　　 Obviously, the previous practice of Da Zita did not conform to the style of barbarians——

　　 For the barbarian who has always used the big fist as the basis for speaking, Dean clearly had the advantage before, and he also missed the big Zita. The other party should have sincerely discussed this matter.

　　 instead of ‘taking the opportunity’ to do something like ‘intimidation’.

　　 After all, Da Zita did nothing and got a chance to'control' Dean's life!

　　 "That was my initiative, and it has nothing to do with Dazita!"

　　 Dean smiled and patted Buqi on the shoulder, thanking the other party for his kindness, and then accelerated the speed of advancement-as for the big Zita thinking?

　　 Dean is naturally clear.

　　 After all, the opponent gathered the remaining parts of the barbarians, and in a short period of time, he expanded his camp several times, and the selected places were also easy to defend and difficult to attack, plus those barbarians were excellent fighters.

　　 These are connected, some things are already ready to come out.

　　 The other party has ambitions, and has the ambition to be unwilling to be trapped in the dense forests of snow-even the barbarians sent out in the deal with him are definitely not just for escorting food.

　　 I am afraid that there is still the purpose of exploring the terrain in advance~www.readwn.com~ Most of the barbarians are willing to stay in the dense snow forest in accordance with the tradition of their ancestors, while some are not willing to do so. They prefer to choose another life.

　　 Otherwise, there would be no barbarians and bandits.

　　 And that Cyandel Fortress will not appear-you know, Cyandel Fortress was originally established to prevent barbarians.

　　 "Dazita, Dazita..."

　　 Dean silently thought about the name of the barbarian, but in his memory, there was no such name, and there was only one possibility--

"Before some offensives were launched, they were already wiped out; probably because of hunger and cold, they disappeared this winter; however, because of my appearance, there seems to be some changes...Such changes must be grasped. It’s in my hands!"

　　 Dean thought silently.

　　 As for why the other party agreed to Dean?

　　 Naturally, I want to have fewer obstacles on the road of conquest.

　　 After all, Dean’s strength really made the opponent look at him, and Dean personally offered such an ‘opportunity’, and the opponent would naturally take it firmly.

　　 The group returned to Buqi’s stockade. After a few hours’ rest, they set off again——

"Dean, are you too reckless? Don't you see that Da Zita's ill intentions? Since we approached the stockade, we were in the eyes of each other, and as soon as we met, we wanted to rely on Use your momentum to defeat your confidence so that you can get more benefits—why did you give the other party such a condition? Don't tell me, you didn't notice the other party's abnormality!"

　　 On the way, "White Rose" said this.

　　PS　First update~~R1152