The Emerald Tower

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Bronk found Dean easily.

When he left before, Dean had changed slightly.

Although he was still in that specious state, his breath was slightly different.

"The changes that the'road' must undergo?"

Bronk recalled what Dean said before. Unlike Long Lang's pure blood power, or his own power of faith, Bronk was curious enough about the ‘road’ he explored on his own.

Similarly, I also know the power of this approach.

Perhaps under the background of power systems such as ‘bloodline’ and ‘belief’, finding and perfecting the ‘road’ through cultivation is the slowest and most bottlenecked one.

But again, it has potential that the first two do not have.

At least, Bronk, who didn't understand the meaning of ‘road’ enough, could feel Dean’s change at this moment.

That is a qualitative change!

A qualitative change after sufficient accumulation.

Bronk can be sure that when Dean wakes up again, his strength will definitely go further and reach the level of ‘domain’!

This is undoubtedly a good thing!

However, the current situation...

"Dean, you must hurry up!"

Blanc stood aside and said inwardly.

Apart from that, Bronk didn't make more moves to "disturb" Dean, but began to arrange the surroundings to cover up Dean's breath.

When all this was done, Blanc rushed towards the city of Kaya.

There are enough water and plants.

"I don't know how right or wrong this is, but... my heart at the moment tells me that I should do it!"

There was no peace in Blanc's heart, even if it was continuous deep breathing.

He converged his own voice into sound waves. It rang throughout the city of Kaya and the Siluo Desert.

"Can you hear my voice?"

"If you can hear it, please leave Siluo Oasis and Kaya City temporarily-I know this is a very excessive thing, but I hope everyone can do it like this!"

"A war brought by me will inevitably spread here... This is my mistake, and I have no chance of winning. Therefore, I hope everyone can at least survive. If I can survive, I will Do my best to make up for you! If I can't survive, I will compensate you in other ways!"

The voices spread throughout Siluo Oasis and Kaya City.

Countless people were stunned.

They don't know how such a voice came.

However, some strong fighters quickly gathered around Bronk.

"Your Excellency Blanc, what happened?"

Rick Weitan, who was the first to arrive, asked.

"Something bad has happened. Your Highness Rick Weitan, I hope you can lead the people of Kaya City to evacuate!"

Blanc said with a wry smile.

"Evacuate?"

Rick Weitan was taken aback.

"Yes, evacuate! Whether it's going to the upper or lower reaches of the Longlan River, or going deep into the desert. Please be quicker-yes, I am not kidding, and there is nothing worth joking about! The disaster that will destroy the city of Kaya is coming soon. I know my sins well, but I also hope that more people will live! Hurry up, His Royal Highness Rikvitan, take your people and leave here!"

Bronk said, his tone became severe.

"Good, good!"

Rick Weitan obviously did not expect the druid to show such a serious expression.

That feeling of majesty. Even in his deceased father, he has never seen it before. It is an aura that makes people unconsciously surrender!

Therefore, the almost instinctive Rick Weitan followed such instructions.

"Sorry!"

Bronk said so.

Quickly put away the ‘power’ that I had just gained from my perception. Then, his eyes turned to Dikator and Jasmine and his party.

"Grandmaster!"

Dikator salutes Blanc respectfully.

For Dikator, the druid who saved his life several times deserves such respect.

But Jasmine and his party are slightly more cautious.

The well-informed subordinates of Jasmine, but it is very clear what kind of identity the person in front of them is. And how powerful.

However, Jasmine did not have these.

She just asked nervously: "What happened. Your Excellency Blanc? Where's Ryulang? How is he?"

"Ryulang is a bit uncomfortable..."

While talking, Blanc took out a handful of green powder and began to write and draw on the ground.

That is a word that only druids recognized by nature can know.

Like the most jumping elf. Dance again.

Bronk was immersed in the special ceremony.

...

As Bronk said, Ryurou is in a bad state at the moment.

Even, to be honest, it's extremely bad.

In the previous battle with humanoids, Ryurou was in a state of overdraft. Although he had Bronk's healing and potion recovery, it was impossible to return to the heyday.

That's at least a week's rest.

And now, let alone a week!

Not even a day!

From the moment those powerful breaths began to appear, it has only been ten minutes now, and the opponent has come to a position ‘close at hand’.

Ryulang can even be sure that this is because these Mothill spokespersons are waiting.

Otherwise, they would have already started fighting.

As for why wait?

It's nothing more than searching for information left by humanoid creatures before.

Or, the death of humanoids makes them cautious.

After all, plus the original Payton, two spokespersons have already died here.

This is definitely not good news for Ryurou.

The strength of the opponent has made him somewhat helpless.

If you add caution, his erratic odds of winning. It becomes as if there is no such thing.

"It's really troublesome!"

Long Lang sitting on the bronze chest sighed.

With this sigh, people in the distance walked into the botanical garden ‘planted’ by Blanc.

First, the four figures are very eye-catching——

"In the desert, it is really rare to be able to encounter forces similar to druids!"

Shirtless upper body. The man with dark skin exclaimed.

But his body swayed slightly with the sound of words, and suddenly, the metal and gem jewelry that were indistinct all over his body began to make a crisp sound.

"Slinfen, you are so rare and weird! The desert is actually the true cradle of druids to some extent!"

The slightly mocking voice came from the small, dwarf-like man.

The other side's skin folds. His face was slightly older, and the most surprising thing was that the other party was covered with fine long white hair.

"Nisa, do you want to fight me?"

The man called Sling Fen'er turned his head and stared at the dwarf man.

"Tsk!"

Nissa didn't reply, but the expression was enough to explain everything.

Hum!

The metal and gems and jewellery all over Slinfen'er began to vibrate together. And Nissan's fine white long hairs also appeared here.

"enough!"

The sturdy man stepped forward and stood in between the two of them. He scanned them with cold eyes. He said, "Don't forget, what are we here for! Peyton, Hulucha's death, you think If this continues, can you still get lucky?"

"Ok!"

Slinger shrugged, and there was another noise all over his body.

"Dolando. You are the head, listen to you!"

Nissa said very simply.

"Ugh!"

Ryulang sighed softly.

Even if he knows that the few people in front of him have the elements of acting, Ryulang still hopes that the other party can fight like this. It's best to hit a real fire, and all die here.

However, it was a pity that everything became impossible with the strong man named Dolando.

However, Ryurou was curious. Will there be such a leader among the "spokespersons" under the crown?

To this. I recalled some attitudes of Tianshang.

Ryulang couldn't help but chuckle.

Obviously, the fight will not stop because of the change of status.

in contrast. The more noble the status, the more such a struggle will not stop, and even more fierce.

But immediately Ryurou laughed at himself.

At this time, he can still think of this, which is really enough to'do not do business properly'!

"What are you so sorry for? Where's Tianshang?"

Durando, the strong man who seemed to be the leader, was attracted by Ryulang's previous sigh, and then asked directly.

Obviously, the opponent, like the previous humanoids, thought that Tianshang was the leader.

"Tianshang? A game was set, and my friend was cheated, and then ran away with his tail clipped!"

Long Lang said contemptuously.

For Tianshang, as time went on, Longlang became less and less popular.

"layout?"

Dolando was startled.

"Well, a layout that is extremely beneficial to him; for example: you are here!"

Ryulang nodded, so he was talking suspiciously.

Suddenly, Dolando frowned, as if he was thinking about Ryulang's words.

Ryu Lang is happy to do so.

After all, for Ryurou, if he can delay for a while, he can delay for a while.

"Dolando, don't forget our mission!"

The last person covered in the cloak spoke with a deep and strong voice.

"Cord?"

Dolando looked at Cod.

Different from the attitude towards Nissa and Slingfen, when Dolando looked at Cod, he looked at people of the same level.

The question in the words also carried a hint of politeness.

"He is delaying time, and there are a lot of traps around... He is not stingy with his own life, he can burn with us or one of us at any time! What is he still worried about... Well, friend and woman It’s a little fuzzy, I can’t see more!"

Cod, who was covered in his robe, said slowly.

But Long Lang, who was sitting on the bronze box, changed his face.

Mind reading? !

Ryulang looked at each other in horror.

ps second more~

Alas~www.readwn.com~ I didn't eat five-ren moon cakes during the Mid-Autumn Festival!

Moreover, the relatives around have started to pay attention to decadence again——

Have a girlfriend? How is work?

You see, **** children are four or five years old!

You see, the money **** earned in a month has caught up with you for a year!

Decadent shrugged weakly, then kept smiling, silent.

Suffering!

Thanks to the prodigal son wandering around the world, the reward of turtle0920400 starting currency, the reward of orz meow 200 starting currency, the top boy, the wind and dust, the reward of 20 starting currency, the gods, the demon, c8815, the real dust, the wind keeps falling 10 starting currency rewards~~~ Decadent bow again and thank you for your support~~~ (to be continued)

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