When the entire Kovare continent was in chaos due to the "housework" in "Secret Shadow", Wutong had already entered the Qiyun forest of Xiaoxiao, Wu, and two old grandfathers with her. They were trapped in the vast forest and completely lost contact with the outside world.

Eruden, several times the size of Andele, is almost covered by primeval forests except for the plains and hilly areas in the northeast. Although it is a territory controlled by the moderate Druids, its danger is no worse than other famous and dangerous places on the Kovare Continent.

When the entire Kovare continent was in chaos due to the "housework" in "Secret Shadow", Wutong had already entered the Qiyun forest of Xiaoxiao, Wu, and two old grandfathers with her. They were trapped in the vast forest and completely lost contact with the outside world.

Eruden, several times the size of Andele, is almost covered by primeval forests except for the plains and hilly areas in the northeast. Although it is a territory controlled by the moderate Druids, its danger is no worse than other famous and dangerous places on the Kovare Continent.

Wutong and his friends crossed the Vienne River from the Xiaoqi Ferry near Olaon City, and after passing through the Meris Grassland, they began to penetrate into the tundra area of ​​Eruden. Because they brought two old grandfathers, Wutong and the others did not rush to rush. Instead, they appreciated the different styles in "Endless" while traveling slowly. Wutong took this opportunity to use the Endless Hut to crazily absorb the knowledge in the "Obsin's Great Ancient Method Picture" and humbly asked the two mysterious old grandfathers for their knowledge of ancient Ancient Methods.

Not everyone has the opportunity to encounter such a "carrying old man". It can be seen from the way his teacher Zemuer respectfully treats these two people. The secret knowledge mastered by these two people is actually far beyond this era. Although they don't know why they "take the initiative" to come to them, Wutong will not miss this rare opportunity to acquire new knowledge.

Because Wutong was addicted to the vortex of learning knowledge for a while, when he realized that he had already burned all the coins he carried. Although he had gained a lot, he had to stop using the endless cabin without any hesitation.

Fortunately, the amount of supplies that Wutong and others carried was amazing. In the wilderness that could not even be seen by people for thousands of miles, they were penniless and had no time to have any supplies available. Some of the materials collected along the way were processed by Wutong into various alchemy products and potions. When they occasionally encountered local indigenous people, they could exchange them for some essential products or local specialties, which was enough to meet their needs.

The area of ​​Eruden is several times the size of Andele, but the population of various races is only about one-quarter of Andele, which is 500 million people. Among them, the population of human race accounts for 45%, and most of them are composed of elves, orcs, beast-like people, their subspecies, plus dwarfs, halflings, and some "minorities".

Wutong and the others have encountered happy half-sheep travelers jumping in the wilderness more than once. They can occasionally see warriors from the Centaur Tribe hunting. I have to say that the species in "Endless" are really strange. These strange races with humans on the upper body and sheep or horses on the lower body. When they first met, they were indeed scary, but after a few contacts, they found that they were actually easy to get along with.

Among them, the half sheep with strong curiosity is typical of being familiar. When they see strangers, they can't help but come over. Centaurs with poor tempers are more rude and xenophobic. Once, Wutong and the others were almost caught by a hunting team of a centaur tribe. However, after Wutong paid a barrel of craft dwarf fire wine as a gift, the red-eyed centaur warriors who drank on the spot enthusiastically forced them to their backs, ran wildly with alcohol, and sent them to the nearest human town.

Wutong almost cried. It took them several days to finally walk from the town to the place where they met the centaur warriors... In the end, they had to wait for the enthusiastic centaur warriors to stagger and run away, then secretly came out of the town and rode on the dragon eagle A Zi and flew back to the place where they originally met them.

If necessary, they usually try to walk as much as possible. Of course, the easier it is, the better. Why do they have to work so hard? Just let old man Racht teleport and send them from Obsidian to Bixin City, the capital of Eruden Field.

After they had enough fun and learned about the bloody incidents that occurred on the Obsidian Collar from a gathering place near Qiyun Forest, they had already left Obsidian Collar for a month and a half!

After listening to the story of "touching" with a player who is a minstrel player in a stunned manner, Wutong felt that they were going to speed up the progress a little. Although it was not in the matter, this time, the uncle and sister did not inform him of such a big thing in reality, but he felt that it was better to go back early.

"You are going to Bixin City?"

Drinking the ale for the purses, the Negro-born bard player named "Schafes" stopped in surprise and the Holy Grail-shaped golden-bearing hand drum that was slapped under his dark hands. The crisp and cheerful "bangbang" sound disappeared immediately. When he closed his eyes and pursed his lips, he would never find his face. The redness that appeared because of alcohol made his black face shine a little.

"Yes! What?"

Wutong and Xiaoxiao were holding the juice, but in front of Wu was a glass of clear water.

"Uh, it's nothing. If you go from Taifu Town to Bixin City, you have to pass through the Wolf Claw Tribe. Now it's a bit messy..."

Xia Feis subconsciously beat the drums twice, stared at the black and white eyes and said curiously: "You are just a mage and a priest sister... uh, isn't it too dangerous for the three wanderers who seem to be very powerful to go?"

"A little messy? Why is it messy?"

If it weren't for the Chief War that time, Wutong went abroad for the first time. Apart from knowing about Andele's situation, he had never cared about other countries, so he naturally didn't know what was going on.

"Huh? You don't know? Well, by the way, you are not Eruden... But all the players of "End" should know about the earthquake in the Kovareci Land? Aren't the primitive races in the Western Land moving eastward? Have you gone to the inland disaster?"

The black buddy Xia Feis widened his already creepy eyes in surprise, and Wutong was confused: "What does the earthquake in the West Land have to do with the chaos of the wolf claw tribe?"

Shafes looked at Wutong speechlessly: "You really ran to strange places without asking for anything? Vilonna hit Taranta, Lazar hit Quabara, Dagon hit Girago, Shadow Wetland hit Brulan... Do you always know these?"

Wutong nodded. Xia Feis scratched a thin layer of short velvet hair on his dark bald head: "Then you should know that the only things that migrate eastward to the inland are Shadow Wetland and the orcs, barbarians, various primitive indigenous races and a large number of monster races? What are bird monsters, giants, Medusa, taurens, ogres, and trolls?"

I have heard of this Wutong. Didn’t Cole’s girlfriend and the barbarian tribe migrate from the Shadow Wetland and the Dorm area? However, there were not many monsters in Andele. I heard that most of them stayed in the territory of Eruden and Brulan... No creature dared to walk on the same route as the hungry barbarians. When they swallowed the pieces of meat, they would never care whether the piece of meat had two legs or four legs.

"Then you are not surprised why the evil creatures and dark creatures on the most dangerous and terrifying demonic wasteland on the Kovare Continent did not appear inland?"

Xia Feis looked very honest, with various animal teeth and bone accessories hanging on him. He only had a circle of loincloths around his waist, and he looked like an indigenous warrior more like a bard. Wutong asked, this girl was a barbarian singer, a branch of the barbarian. Unlike other orthodox bards who used various elegant instruments such as pianos and flutes, the golden bell hand drum he used was itself extended from the war drums of the primitive tribe.

Although it is not as literary as an orthodox bard, Chafes still retains the most annoying habit of the profession of bards, that is, he never speaks directly, and insists on turning the songs so that you can understand it yourself. If you change the more talkative minstrels, he will sing a paragraph for you as he talks, and jumping a paragraph from time to time, making people want to kill them. Wutong heard that this problem was passed down from a place called "Bollywood" in ancient times.

Resisting the urge to let Xiaoxiao beat him up, Wutong said patiently and honestly: "I really don't know this. I asked, "Can you stop talking like an indigenous poet? Don't tell me that you are planning to sing a narrative poem to tell me what happened? Be careful I will beat you!"

After laying the atmosphere for a long time, she was already excited to hold the golden drum with her legs. She was about to start beating and almost got rid of her beloved drum. She laughed dryly and said, "I thought you would like music. Are you not a mage?"

"Sorry, I am a wizard from the home system and prefer quietness!"

Wutong said with a stern face, don't give this familiar guy a good look. Otherwise, he can climb up with your words... He is too eager to perform. He can't help but show off without paying money, and he can't give him a chance.

He clicked his thick lips. Xia Feis put down the golden bean tambourine with regret, finished the last sip of ale in the wooden cup, and shook it at Wutong. Wutong called in depressedly that the only half-sheep waiter and boss in the small shop that could barely be called the bar, and gave Xia Feis another glass of ale. This was the fourth cup he knocked away. The bars, restaurants and hotels in the wilderness of Eruden were basically opened by the half-sheep, a race that likes delicious food, and even the most primitive small tribe villages have their branches.

Shafis, who had blackmailed the trophy again, nodded with satisfaction and finally began to say the answer: "Because the dark creatures on the devilish desolate in the Western Land invaded Eruden from the Shadow Rock and the Yarragobi between the Baishk Mountains, the druids of the "Forest Watcher" sect moved to the dusk woodland west of the Qiyun Forest to defend, so some more radicals, such as "Ashes", "Winter Servant", "Green Roarer" and other small druids,

It began to develop. The "Ashes Alliance" was a very xenophobic Druid sect, which often attacked tribes and gathering areas in the east of Eruden. They believed that it was because of the existence of these guys that the natural environment in the east was destroyed. The grasslands and tundra in the east, and the hills did not grow trees... You know, there were always a small group of paranoid guys in the druid who believed that the empty ground was a crime and that the woods had to be grown to conform to the teachings of the natural gods..."

Xia Feis said it all, but Wutong still couldn't figure out what was the mess around the wolf claw tribe. He threatened depressedly: "If you don't talk carefully, I won't pay for your four glasses of ale!"

"Are you mistaken?"

Shafes protested: "I already said so clearly... Are you a newcomer? Why don't you know anything about the information in the game?"

He was very nervous about the money for wine. As an indigenous Eruden, he had no currency to pay for wine. After all, most of the indigenous tribes of Eruden were still bartering, and the people of Half Sheep refused to the indigenous people to exchange for wine for some strange things because those things were absolutely impossible to sell. Therefore, most of the bars, restaurants and hotels opened by the Half Sheep were targeted at foreign travelers and customers. Only they had yellow copper coins in their hands to pay the bill.

In this way, Shafes only exchanged some local information on the Eruden wilderness for some ale when he met a "good" adventurer. If Wutong did not pay the bill, he would have to pay 4 copper coins per cup, a total of sixteen copper coins, and to wash plates in this bar for several days!

"What did you explain clearly? You have not told me that you can't go near the Maolang Claw Tribe until now!?"

Wutong was also a little angry. As a mage, she was extorted 16 copper coins. This was simply a shame! Especially when she spent money but had not obtained useful information.

The communication between the two sides is obviously like this. The wild singers on the side think that these adventurers who look good and come from the prosperous inland have some common sense at least, but on the other hand, they never care about these game novices who are just common sense for players... Wutong won't say it anymore, he is pretty good. Can you expect the little loli to care about game information? However, although he is a roamer profession, he never cares about this. If you kill him in any situation, what kind of information is needed?

Faced with the ignorant trio, Shafes retreated. In order not to stay and brush the plate, he finally chose to explain in simple words: "The Wolf Claw Tribe also knows it is the werewolf tribe! The sect of "Ashes Swearing Alliance" is extremely behavior, often attacking the farmers in the plains of Eruden and the existence they think of endangering the natural order... The farmers reclaimed the land, destroying the original appearance and original vegetation of the land, and the wolf clan relied on hunting to survive, which violated the bottom line of "Ashes Swearing Alliance". So while "

After the druids of the Forest Watcher sect went to defend against the dark creatures in the Western Land, they had no jurisdiction to start to eliminate the tribes that had long been regarded as thorns in their eyes. Not only them, but also launched an extinct war of clearing out human gatherings in the north and east of Eruden. At this moment, there is a war zone near the Wolf Claw Tribe. You are leaving there, aren't you going to die? The druids of the "Winter sect" and the "Ashes Sage" sect are not as gentle and hospitable as imagined!"

"Is the Wolf Claw Tribe a werewolf tribe?"

Wutong was surprised. He remembered the "wolf disasters" that were raging in the inland of Covare. Are those different werewolfs?

After all, Shafes relied on intelligence to make a living. When he saw Wutong's expression, he knew what he meant. He shook his head: "It's not what you think. Although the werewolf of the Wolf Claw Tribe is also a branch of beast-turned people, they are different from the "wolf disaster" that ravaged Covare. They are relatively gentle. Many wolf warriors have joined the Forest Watcher to become druids or forest rangers. If they have to say, they are not members of the legendary thirteen Wolf Clan, but are descendants who slowly reproduced when the thirteen Wolf Clans were destroyed in the early days."

"Is that true?"

Wutong thought about it and decided to go and see it. After all, they have all come here, so there is no reason to turn around, right? The others in Bixincheng must have to go there.

"You guys have to go?"

Shafes quickly drank the ale, licked his thick lips, and said expectantly: "Do you want to hire a guide?"

"Is that true?"

Wutong thought about it and decided to go and see it. After all, they have all come here, so there is no reason to turn around, right? The others in Bixincheng must have to go there.

"You guys have to go?"
Chapter completed!