"......"
You better not be scolding me!
As the two chatted, the group kept changing directions and walked forward in the forest for several hours. Until the dark sun passed the zenith again, they still hadn't found any trace of Epsilon.
Considering that it was not safe at night and everyone had no safe way to spend the night, the group turned around and prepared to walk back from another direction.
But this time they didn't go far, because not far from them, a wave of sighs and sorrow like a collapsing mountain crashed towards them again.
At the same time, in the rolling fog, a pair of eyes flashing with blue flames suddenly opened, looking in the direction of everyone with cold and greedy eyes.
Hong Lin and the hunter were the first to notice something unusual. They turned around abruptly and looked to their side, and then they saw the pair of blue eyes "rising from the ground" in the mist, getting higher and higher, until they reached a height that made people's necks break, and then they stopped.
Everyone's faces tensed and they were all shocked.
Why is it so big! ?
Fortunately, despite being shocked, everyone's on-the-spot reaction was not slow at all.
The druid immediately took out the baptism of new life, the hunter took out his bow and arrow and drew the string, the puppeteer stepped forward and drove the royal sister puppet to stand in front of everyone, and the historian opened his history book and prepared to chant the poem of [Memory].
Hooligan...ah no, the Daily Warriors hid behind everyone and took up their positions. To put it nicely, they were protecting their teammates' backs, but to put it bluntly, they were letting their teammates give up first and then waiting for an opportunity to move.
Hong Lin frowned slightly and sprinkled the baptism of new life on everyone, and then asked without turning his head:
"What is fate?"
Cheng Shi was stunned for a moment, then answered ambiguously: "Not bad?"
But somehow the word "OK" turned into "I can definitely win" in Hong Lin's ears, so she laughed loudly, suddenly changed from defense to offense, and flew forward suddenly under the astonished gaze of everyone.
As she pounced into the Sighing Tide in mid-air, her body began to change wildly again, but this time what landed was no longer the two-person-tall jungle leopard, but a bear as big and majestic as an iron tower!
A giant bear with golden hair and even wearing a helmet!
"What the hell..."
Cheng Shi looked up at the giant bear that didn't look like a normal creature, and finally figured out why this Chosen One of Prosperity always acted so casually with some hand-rolled wooden guns, because she was not a warrior who used guns at all!
She really did use claws, but they weren't cat claws, they were bear claws!
Oh my god, what on earth is this thing! ! ? ?
"The royal bear spirit, the personal guard of Prosperity, the subordinate in charge of tribal wars, the bald girl... has become stronger again."
"?"
Cheng Shi felt that this historian was a little strange. He stared at the charging giant bear and asked casually, "Do you know her well?"
“Never mind, it’s just hearsay.
After all, every [God's Chosen] is an object of admiration for low-end players like us. It's always a good idea to find out more to give yourself some motivation. Of course, you, the Fate Weaver, don't count. You and she are both top players, and you belong to the group of people we are looking for."
Cheng Shi frowned and didn't respond.
Zuo Qiu paused for a moment, and then continued, "The reason why the God's Chosen are the God's Chosen is not only because they have been recognized by [Them], but also because they have extraordinary qualities.
Some are good at business, some are good at planning, some are good at scheming, and some are good at calculating, but she is different..."
"What's the difference?" This time it was not Cheng Shi, but the hunter who couldn't help but ask.
“She can fight, she can fight really well.
You know, although the warriors of [War] are called brave warriors, they may not really be brave enough to break into the enemy's ranks. Among them, there may be some commanders who hide their identities, or cunning strategists who plan strategies.
But the one in front of you is a true warrior, a druid who has never been defeated in the trial!
She has never been the smartest player, but she is the most capable and daring player.
There is a common joke among top players:
If the bald head were a sharp arrow, there would be no enemy that could not defeat him.
This is a clear example.”
Just as he finished speaking, two earth-shaking roars rang out from the depths of the fog.
"roar--"
"roar!!!"
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