In the Name of the Queen

Roland was quick to hug Sif who had fainted.

Sif was sleeping so soundly that she couldn't be woken up.

Roland looked around, found a flat ground, took off his coat and laid it on the ground for Sif to lie quietly.

He stared at the dead ginkgo tree, still a little frightened.

This ginkgo tree was of excellent quality. It had grown for who knows how many years. Fortunately, it had no tree elf companion to help it evolve. It fought instinctively without any fighting skills.

Although the ginkgo tree was strong, it was a joke in front of the various black technologies of humans.

There were so many ways for living people to deal with dead trees.

Unfortunately, there was no chainsaw, so they could only use a giant sword to cut wood. The giant sword was not a handy logging tool, but it was enough to deal with dead trees.

Roland carefully observed the surroundings and confirmed that there was no movement before he went forward to start cutting wood.

Just halfway through the cut, he was surprised to find that the giant sword was a little curled.

This was the Austrian steel giant sword specially made for Norton, but it was curled by the tree collapse? !

The strength of this tree trunk is even more exaggerated than that of Austrian steel. It is simply

Roland's eyes lit up.

He has found the material for the scepter he has been looking for for a long time.

This ginkgo tree is harder than Austrian steel, but much lighter, and can store magic. It is simply a high-quality scepter material that is hard to find even in dreams.

Roland didn't care about the loss of the giant sword and accelerated the cutting at all costs.

The best scepter material is the pith of ginkgo.

The pith of ordinary trees is soft and not suitable for making weapons, but this kind of intelligent ginkgo tree is just the opposite.

Their pith is not only hard, but also extremely tough.

Roland is very patient, but the toughness of the ginkgo tree is still beyond imagination.

The blood keeps flowing along the trunk, which makes it more difficult to cut down.

Just when Roland was busy sweating, a hoarse and stiff voice came from behind him, "Blood, give it to me, help you cut down the tree, okay?"

Roland's soul was almost frozen.

He subconsciously glanced at Sif with his peripheral vision and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, the other party did not attack Sif directly.

Roland let go of his hand and let the giant sword fall to the ground, indicating that he had no hostility, and then slowly turned around.

Since the mysterious man behind him could get close to him without being discovered, his strength was far superior to his. He must be a peak level 7 strongman, and he was good at hiding his figure, most of the time he was very fast.

The giant sword with a curled blade was just a joke to such a strong man.

Roland threw away the giant sword just to show his attitude. In fact, his weapons were hidden in the hidden space of the Moonlight Silver Armor, and he could take action at any time.

He made a decision instantly.

If the other party had no hostility and just wanted to fight, everything could be discussed.

If handled properly, maybe he could make more friends.

If the other party had bad intentions, the arsenal in his pocket was no joke.

Roland smiled as he turned around and said, "I don't need the tree blood, you can do whatever you want."

He stopped talking halfway.

The mysterious monster in front of him made him shudder.

It was difficult for him to describe the monster in front of him as a werewolf or a werewolf.

The monster looked like a giant wolf, with eyes as cold as ice, but it had a human expression.

The werewolf-like monster tried to prop up its body and stand on two feet, but even a blind person could see that its common form was to stand on all fours.

"Human, I, Jiwodan, blood."

Roland weighed the pros and cons in his mind like lightning, and quickly determined that it was impossible to defeat the monster head-on, and Sif was still sleeping for the time being, so he decisively gave up using force.

He smiled and made way, making a gesture of invitation, allowing Jiwodan to come over and suck the tree blood.

Seeing that Roland was very cooperative, Jiwodan showed a particularly terrifying smile, jumped lightly, and flashed past Roland.

Its speed was so fast that its body left a residual image in the air, and even made a bang.

Roland felt a chill on his back.

Although he was not sure about Jiwodan's true combat power, this speed was too outrageous.

Even if it was not supersonic, it was almost the same.

The physical body was close to the speed of sound, which was a terrifying existence that was difficult for the seventh-level human to achieve.

If Jiwodan had dynamic vision that matched it, ordinary guns and cannons would pose little threat to it.

Humans below the seventh rank could not even see its figure clearly.

The return day was approaching, and there were indeed demons everywhere.

Although he was vaguely worried, Roland was not too panicked.

There was still a lot of stock in his Moonlight Silver Armor.

In order to deal with monsters like the Golden Ginkgo Tree Demon, he got an alchemy potion for special attacks on plants from Norton, and used it when he cleaned up the ginkgo tree just now.

Last time, he circled around the outside of Baishan but did not dare to go in. He went back and found Norton and got a batch of special potions for demonized beasts.

Norton received the werewolf corpse provided by Roland and made special potions for canine monsters, werewolves, and werewolves.

There will be several bottles of special potions hidden in the Moonlight Silver Armor.

If Jiwodan has bad intentions, Roland can also fight.

It seems that Roland's weakness is Sif, but he sensed Sif's awakening a few seconds ago.

She woke up, but was still pretending to sleep.

Her acting skills were as good as ever, and Roland could not tell that she was pretending to sleep.

It would be best if they could live in peace. If Givaldan had bad intentions, then they would fight.

Roland observed Givaldan carefully and confirmed that it was a hybrid of a werewolf and a wolf. The potion provided by Norton should work.

The jungle was very quiet, with only the sound of Givaldan sucking tree blood, which was particularly creepy.

A few birds flew happily overhead, and flew away screaming after seeing Givaldan.

Roland narrowed his eyes and was thinking about how to deal with this damn old wolf when the ground shook.

He and Givdan looked at the mountain road at the same time, and a huge bear was running towards Givdan with great momentum.

Givdan glared at the bear with gritted teeth and roared fiercely, but the bear did not retreat at all, but responded with a louder roar.

The bear glanced at Roland standing next to him, accelerated suddenly, and rushed towards Givdan.

Givdan wiped the blood from the corner of his lips in anger, hesitated for less than a second, and rushed towards the bear with a roar.

While charging, it did not forget to call Roland.

"Human, take action. This damn bear does not understand compromise at all."

Roland nodded and responded softly: "You lead it over!"

In just a moment, he made a decision.

Both the bear and Givdan must die.

The bear was ferocious and violent, and there was no possibility of compromise. Givdan was not a good thing either.

When he first spoke to Roland, Givdan's human language was clumsy and stiff, but when the giant bear pounced on him, he became anxious and spoke very fluently.

The situation was urgent, so he didn't notice these details, but Roland did.

He could speak fluent Golden Kite language, but he pretended to be clumsy, which must be bad intentions.

Givdan was sure that Sif was asleep, so Roland had to compromise, so he pretended to have no hostility and wanted to suck blood first.

Unfortunately, he was not a prophet after all, and he didn't expect how sharp the giant bear's sense of smell was, nor did he expect Roland to see through its cunning.

The beast's cunning, although cunning, was still a bit rough.

Roland drew out his sword and hid a silver dagger in his sleeve at the same time.

Silver weapons are soft in texture and can only be used against werewolves, vampires and demons.

Before taking action, Roland exchanged glances with Sif, who quietly opened half of her eyes, to convey his combat intentions.

There would be no good results in trading with demonized beasts.

Don't expect wild beasts to have integrity.

The law of the jungle of the survival of the fittest is their code of conduct.

In the battle between the giant bear and Givdan, the giant bear suppressed Givdan with its powerful strength and slightly inferior but sufficient speed.

Givdan fought back and retreated again and again.

"Human!"

Givdan was really anxious. There was still more than half of the tree blood. This was its chance to break through. How could it give up?

It didn't understand the concept of human return day, but its life instinct reminded it that it must become stronger as soon as possible, otherwise it would not live long.

The giant bear didn't want to steal blood, but its life.

Just when Givdan was extremely anxious, Roland took action.

He took advantage of the great opportunity when the giant bear and Givdan were biting each other, shook his wrist, and inserted the dagger into the giant bear's nose.

The giant bear was covered with thick fur. The Austrian steel sword only left a white mark when it was cut, the musket was just a tickle, and the light artillery was only a minor injury.

However, its nose was a weak point.

The side effect of a keen sense of smell is that the nose is soft and boneless.

The screams shook the earth and shook the leaves of the forest.

Jiwodan was surprised and pounced on the bear fiercely, biting the giant bear's throat tightly.

Although the bear's skin is very thick, there are differences in thickness.

The fur on the throat cannot be too thick, otherwise it will affect breathing.

Jiwodan's canine teeth were like four daggers flashing with cold light, stabbing into the giant bear's throat fiercely.

The giant bear felt suffocated, roared, and slapped Jiwodan's back and limbs fiercely, trying to struggle out.

However, this was Jiwodan's only chance, and he certainly would not give up.

Although he was beaten by the giant bear and broke several bones, he didn't care at all.

As long as there is food, even the most serious injuries can be recovered.

The harder the giant bear struggled, the tighter it bit, and it knew that the giant bear could not hold on for long.

If the giant bear bit its throat, it would not be able to hold on either.

In less than a minute, the giant bear's struggle became weaker and weaker, and it was only half a breath left.

Roland drew out his dagger and shouted at Jiwodan: "Hold tight, I'll help you!"

Jiwodan narrowed his eyes, and a sneer flashed in his eyes.

The moment when the dagger slashed at the giant bear was the moment when humans were least vigilant, and it was also the time of his death.

It would bite humans to death, bite women on the ground to death, bite giant bears to death, and suck all the blood from the trees.

The harvest of this hunting trip was so rich that it almost fainted with happiness.

The dagger accurately pierced into the giant bear's eye socket, stirring the giant bear's brain fiercely, sending it on its last journey.

Jiwodan let go.

Just as it was about to pounce, another dagger came out from nowhere, accurately stuffed into its mouth, and stabbed it hard.

The severe pain came, Jiwodan bit it subconsciously, and his mind began to become confused.

Damn human! Actually launched a sneak attack before it!

Ah ah ah!

What is this? Why is it a silver weapon!

Givdan was dominated by fear. He was seriously injured and had no power to resist. He could only howl and roll backwards, rushing towards the sleeping Sif.

Damn human, repay the hatred of sneak attack with your wife's life!

Givdan laughed shrilly and rushed towards Sif viciously.

Just as he grabbed with his claws, the "unconscious" Sif opened her eyes.

Her smile was particularly bright.

She was so beautiful.

This was the last consciousness of Givdan left in this world.

Sif drew her gun and fired five shots, accurately hitting Givdan's eyes, throat, and nose.

Roland, who caught up, shouted angrily, and his shield turned into a giant hammer, smashing Givdan's back of the head fiercely.

Givdan was extremely fast, but his defense was far worse than that of the giant bear.

The back of the head was a fatal weakness. The shield smashed Jiwodan's brain and killed him instantly.

Roland and Sif, who stood up, looked at each other, feeling lucky to have survived.

Baishan was indeed a fierce place.

They didn't hug each other and cry, make a scene, and bite each other like the male and female protagonists in romance dramas, but cleaned up the battlefield at lightning speed.

These spoils were fought for with life, and even the dregs could not be left to others.