The speed of the Thunder is commendable.

Starting from sunrise, at noon, we arrived at the Tempest Tribe.

The gathering place of the Tempest Tribe, with a population of less than 30,000, is a dense jungle, and the general situation of the entire tribe can be clearly seen from the height of the Thunder.

The staggered treehouses are both residential and watchtowers.

Patrols of the WindClan, armed with bows and arrows, crisscrossed the forest.

"Isn't there a lot of patrols?"

Edge frowned as she looked through the crystal glass of the Thunder at the Tempest Tribe patrol below.

"Something's wrong!"

Thinking of Dean's reminder before, Droz. Thunder's face changed.

At this time, the patrol of the Wind Tribe below spotted the airship that was landing, and aimed at the Thunder one by one.

"It's me, I'm Get. Austerity! ”

Gates. Frost walked over to the deck of the airship and shouted.

However, such shouts did not let the patrols of the Swift Wind Tribe relax.

Instead, they aimed at the airship with increasing sabre-rattling.

"Put!"

At the sound of the order, more than 300 arrows broke out of the string and shot at the airship.

Whoosh!

Bang Bang Bang!

Darrow. Thunder subconsciously turned on the magic shield and pulled the Thunder up, but a burst of moonlight flashed, and a huge shield composed of moonlight blocked the Thunder's underneath, causing the Wind Tribe's attack to be fruitless.

"Your Majesty!"

Everyone on the airship looked at Dean, marveling at Dean's strength and omnipotence, and asking Dean for advice on what to do next.

"Droe, you stay to control the airship, Gray protects the airship, Your Highness Munch, Your Majesty Gate. Please follow me - I think something has happened to the Blast Tribes that is enough of a headache for us! ”

Dean said as he grabbed Munch. Blaze jumps off the Thunder.

Gates. Frost is a close second.

After leaving the Thunder, Dean's body turned into a ray of moonlight, which fell in front of those Wind Tribe patrols at an unimaginable speed, and after a rapid whirlwind, the longbows in the hands of these Wind Tribe patrols were all out of their hands, and after doing all this. Dean jerked out his hand and took Munch out of the air. The flames were in their hands.

"Your Majesty, can you remind me in advance next time?"

Feel the Munch that falls rapidly and then comes to a standstill for a moment. Blaze looked at Dean with a wry smile.

And Gat, who relied on his own strength and fell to the ground. Frost made a heavy, muffled sound, unlike the ability derived from Dean's 'Moon'. Frost is completely dependent on strong physical fitness.

Boom!

There was a sound of a long sword unsheathed.

Despite losing their longbows, the patrols of the Wind Tribe still have swords resembling rapiers at their waists, though they are mostly reluctant to engage in close combat.

However, the current situation is a last resort.

"It's me, I'm Get. Austerity! ”

Look at the windswept patrol members who came up. Gates. Frost once again affirmed his identity, and walked into two steps to let the other party see more clearly.

Gates. Frost still only thinks that the patrols of the Wind Tribe will attack him because they don't see it clearly.

"You despicable thief, murderer!"

A man from the Wind Tribe patrol stepped out, with thin arms, broad palms. The other party wearing a hood shouted and asked Gat. Austerity.

"What? Ryder. What are you talking about? ”

Gates. Frost was stunned.

"Do you want to continue fooling us?"

The other party shouted, and then, regardless of it, swung out the long sword in his hand.

Woo!

As soon as the sound of breaking the air sounded, the long sword in the opponent's hand had already slashed into Gate. In front of the frost, the speed is fast, and the strength is obviously the same as that of Gat. Frost the same. It's all at the level of a warlord.

Dean, though, was faster.

The moonlit body, blooming with a bright light, blocked Gat. In front of the frost.

The sword pierced through Dean's body, but it didn't do the slightest damage.

Physical immunity!

Under moonlight. Not only does Dean have a surge in speed, but he is also immune to all physical attacks.

Sou!

The patrol leader of the Swift Wind tribe retreated as soon as the sword stabbed through Dean's body without receiving any effect.

When a safe distance was reached, the other party looked at Dean with a suspicious gaze this time.

The speed that Dean showed before had surprised him incomparably, but now that the long sword in his hand had lost its effect, the patrol leader's heart was completely frightened.

"Who are you?"

The other party asked.

"Dean. Willing. Zelgaon! ”

Dean introduced himself, and then, in a firm tone, said, "I think there was a misunderstanding between us, and although I don't know why you call His Majesty Gate like that, I don't think what you see is necessarily me!" ”

Although it was only two short sentences, the information revealed in it was enough to make Dean guess.

It's not difficult!

On the contrary, it's very simple.

Someone impersonated Get. Frost has stirred up trouble in the Wind Tribe.

Needless to say, this is also Mobius's arrangement.

Simply and effectively pinned him down and Gray.

Although Morbius's attention should have been all on the three false gods under the Lake of Flesh, it didn't mean that the other party would ignore Defendilan, especially when he and Gray broke in—Dean already knew this.

But, again, Mobius can't be omniscient.

So, something, Mobius didn't expect.

For example, he who has been sealed with power can gain the same power in another way.

So, some things become simpler.

"Do you think I'm going to believe you?"

The other party sneered.

"Because, I want to kill you easily, but I'm here to explain it to you one by one! Perhaps, you think you have an advantage in numbers? But. I'm fast enough to take them out in an instant! Yes, I'm an outsider, a traveler you call a sage, so the rules you know apply to me, but—if I want to kill one or two. Even everyone behind you, it's still no problem! After all, this is a lot different from the limit of 10,000! ”

Dean said this, half-truth, and his tone was not harsh, but only in a tone of indifferent statement of facts.

But it was precisely because of this that the patrol captain in front of him felt cold in his heart.

Because, in the eyes of the other party. What Dean said is true.

"I believe what you say for the time being!"

In an instant, the other party changed his previous words.

"But if I find out that you have lied to me, even if it is an egg to a stone, I will protect my honor!"

The other party emphasized.

"Of course! If you don't mind, please let us know what's going on! ”

Dean replied formally.

However, it was not taken to heart, because. Dean knew that once explained, the whole 'misunderstanding' would be easy to unravel.

After all. Because it's simple, the opposite of being effective is that it's easy to debunk.

"A week ago, Get. Frost has come to our tribe to trade with us once more - and he has enough supplies to keep us safe for the winter! Therefore, the patriarch received him warmly. But...... He assassinated the patriarch after the deal was completed and stole our relics! ”

"Sword of the Wind?!"

The other said, Get. Frost exclaimed.

"Humph!"

Facing Gat. Frost exclaimed, and the other party snorted coldly.

The Sword of the Wind, the sacred relic of the Tempest Tribe. Like the power of the ancestral spirit of the Thunder City-State, the guardian beast of the Flame and Frost City-State, it is the foundation of the foothold.

Unlike the previous three, the Sword of the Wind is much easier to control.

All it takes is the bloodline of the Wind Tribe to be visible.

To put it simply, as long as they are not outsiders, even a child of the Wind Tribe can use this weapon.

And naturally, the patriarch family of the Natural Wind Tribe who possessed this weapon.

The kind that has been passed down from generation to generation.

"It's a simple and effective solution...... Still, I can prove that the person is not Gat. Frost, of course, except for me, Blaze. All the people of the city-state can attest to it - because, a week ago, Gate. Frost is on the march! ”

Dean rubbed his eyebrows and said slowly.

"What do you mean?"

The other looked at Dean in confusion.

"To put it simply, the Frost and Flame City-States have started a new war, and Gate. Frost is the marshal and striker of the Frost City-State! ”

Dean said, then, heading towards Munch. Blaze gestures.

"I can prove it—with the reputation of the Flame City-State, that Gate. Frost is indeed outside the Flame City! And the successor of the Thunder City-State, Droz. His Highness Thunder can also prove it! Of course, if you still don't believe me, you can send your fastest flying scout to the Flame City to investigate! This is not a difficult thing to do, after all, His Majesty the King of the Frost City-State died on the battlefield of Flame City, and if he wants to hide the news, he can't do it! ”

Monk. Blaze stepped out immediately.

Of course, the emotions for the Frost City-State in the words are still the same, and he does not forget to uncover the scars of the Frost City-State.

"How-how?"

The other murmured in a low voice.

And the patrolmen behind the other side also looked at each other.

They obviously had difficulty digesting such information for a while.

However, the subconscious in their hearts makes them think that such news should not be fake.

After all, as Dean said, with Dean's strength, there was no need to deceive them at all.

"What the hell is going on?"

The other looked at Dean.

This is completely the behavior of this patrol leader on his own mind.

Because, Dean's strength made him feel pressured, and at the same time, he also expected Dean to know something he didn't know.

"It's not complicated...... However, if I can, I'd like to be able to get into the Tempest Tribe and talk to it in detail - with the current head of the Tempest Tribe! ”

Dean whispered, and then, emphasizing.

Of course, Dean had much more than that.

PS The first more ~~

Decadent at the thought of taboo, I feel weak all over! (To be continued......)