The Natural Empire of the Oceanic Dragon

The path of the Thunder King is not easy. Attilan is like Tang Sanzang just leaving Chang'an City, still a hundred and eight thousand miles away from obtaining the true scriptures.

Attilan grabbed the crystal ball containing the White Wolf King's soul and began to observe the extent of the wolf soul's corruption in order to formulate a suitable purification plan.

"Master, on the surface, his soul looks no different from a withering school druid addicted to the power of death, but upon closer inspection, one can still find something amiss."

The Bearman glanced at Attilan indifferently and took out an apple to eat.

"I don't want to hear nonsense."

Attilan's fingertip touched the crystal ball, and a strand of silver-white lightning, as thin as a hair, entered the crystal ball and pierced into the wolf soul's heart from its back.

A dark energy actually came from the heart—in fact, the soul no longer had a heart; what occupied the heart's position was a thick demonic power acting as an energy core—and infiltrated back towards Attilan along the lightning.

Attilan raised his eyebrows, increasing the output of purification lightning. He didn't expect that what was entrenched in the wolf soul's body was actually demonic power, and its purity was a bit frightening.

Attilan seemed to see Yeenoghu.

"Master, Yeenoghu seems to be still alive. Is he trying to use the energy and remnants contained in his corpse to bewitch the White Wolf King and transform him into his incarnation in the human world?"

"This energy is more like Yeenoghu than the White Wolf King. He silently eroded the wolf soul to this extent. I think if I don't intervene, I'll be able to see the Control Faction's jokes in two years."

The Bearman glanced at the wolf soul exploration port opened by Attilan, threw the eaten apple core into the trash can, and said indifferently:

"It's not that simple. Take another look at the wolf soul's brain."

Attilan maintained the confrontation with the demonic energy with his right hand, and his left hand released the same hair-thin lightning, infiltrating the wolf soul's brain. Sure enough, he found a strong natural energy within it.

"The purity of this natural energy is not as good as Yeenoghu's demonic power. The White Wolf King is afraid that he will be eroded and transformed sooner or later. This can only alleviate the problem, not cure it."

Attilan frowned and gradually explored downward from the brain with lightning.

"Logically speaking, the White Wolf King's soul should have a true energy core of its own, but his brain and heart have already been occupied by external energy."

"Hasn't he really noticed the problem at all? Is he so willingly being an experiment for the Control Faction?"

The Bearman looked deeply at the wolf soul in the crystal ball, its eyes lifeless.

"Not everyone has the opportunity to choose like you. Their lives may not even see hope. The Control Faction's experiment has actually given the White Wolf two choices."

Attilan nodded thoughtfully.

"If the White Wolf King really survives, he can become a druid hero admired by all. If he can't survive, he can still go to hell to be a little lord."

Attilan's lips curled into a smug smile.

"Unfortunately, I gave him a third choice: to be a carefree white wolf."

Although the forest white wolf seems too ordinary compared to the druid hero and the demon lord, plainness is true. With the wolf soul's strength and Attilan's research on the lightning of life during this period,

After being reborn as a white wolf, he can at least live happily for a hundred years.

Moreover, after being reborn as a white wolf, he can walk the path of orthodox druidism. With the White Wolf King's strength of a level 10 druid and a level 8 demon warlock before his death, the wolf soul will be an excellent animal druid.

Bramble Dragon Essence, Bluefish Spirit Soul, Mirage Dragon, White Wolf, Attilan didn't expect that he would have a fourth pet so soon. Soon he will become a battle pet master.

No, there's also Hedwig. Although Hedwig is just a messenger owl without any special abilities, she can also be considered a pet raised by Attilan.

Attilan suddenly had a bright idea. He believed that this idea would definitely win the favor of the Old Rascal, better than the Old Rascal's previous racing competition.

This idea is more suitable as the content of his gathering, which can make up for the Old Rascal's gathering's long-standing lack of promotion of druid levels and combat power.

Druids more or less cultivate some animals, using natural magic to transform ordinary animals into magical beasts, making up for their own combat power deficiencies or increasing companions that can communicate.

In fact, Hedwig can also be regarded as a magical beast. Her ability is to find people, which allows her to find the object of sending letters.

Of course, this ability is not strong. This kind of ability related to fate appearing on an ordinary owl is already unreasonable, so naturally it will not be very strong.

Because Hedwig lives on the oak tree in the center of Azure Scale Town, she often meets with Lalune and Hana's mother and daughter, and they are very fond of this owl with snow-white feathers that looks very handsome.

Hana likes the big white bird very much, and Hedwig also likes to make friends with little girls like Hana, especially since this little guy carries all kinds of high-quality nuts with him.

Hana gives too much. If Hedwig's size wasn't big enough, she would have wanted to carry Hana around in the sky to show her gratitude.

"What are you thinking about! Concentrate on finding the third energy core of the wolf soul!"

Attilan smiled somewhat awkwardly. The Bearman planted apple trees in the forest for the Vine Woman day after day for hundreds of years. That was the Bearman's unspoken love, but now most of the apple trees have been transported by Attilan to the West Riverlands of the Wasteland.

"Although I transferred away seven thousand apple trees, I watered the remaining apple trees with the water of life that I carefully refined. Has the taste of the apples they bear now become better?"

"Strictly speaking, Master, you didn't lose out. Naturally, you should give the best quality apples as a gift to your mistress."

The apple trees that Attilan transferred away were all varieties cultivated on a large scale in the forest. Although the Bearman planted thirteen different apple varieties of different sizes, shapes, colors, and tastes around the Vine Woman's residence in order to show his love to the Vine Woman.

"Actually, planting so many apple trees is not as good as carrying a basket of apples to Aunt Jaina's house and saying, 'I want to eat apples with you together in the future.'"

"Eating until the end of time can better infect Jaina's emotions."

An oak stick suddenly appeared in the Bearman's hand, and the next second it accurately hit Attilan's head.

"Concentrate on what you're doing. Don't interfere in adult matters."

Attilan shook his head helplessly.

He used his left hand to guide the natural energy in his brain and the demonic power in his chest to fight against each other, so that he could free up his right hand again and start searching for the third energy core from the wolf soul's tail.

Finally, he found the core in the abdomen. This energy core had the style of a demon druid, and it also carried the remnants of the White Wolf King. As soon as it sensed Attilan's energy, it launched a fierce attack.

It took a lot of effort for Attilan to suppress this energy back.

In fact, Attilan's estimate of the White Wolf King's profession was not accurate enough. In addition to the two prerequisite professions of Druid and Demon Warlock, the White Wolf King should also have an advanced profession that integrates these two professions.

That is the Demon Druid, probably level 1. The White Wolf King can only be considered a beginner, otherwise Attilan might not have been able to kill him so easily.

He had just felt a little tricky, and the demonic power seemed to have absorbed the advantages of natural energy, and had a resistance effect to his purification power.

Attilan frowned.

"Master, won't the Control Faction's plan really be used by demons? If you think about their plan in reverse, it's not to create druids who are not afraid of demonic power, but perfect demons who are not afraid of purification and have reason."

The Bearman took out another apple.

"Since this profession is called Demon Druid, then it is druid-led. If this profession is Natural Demon, then we really have to start worrying."

"Although the Natural Council does not have demigods and true gods, the Natural Council still has several quasi-gods with level 0 divine power who are still alive. Demon Druids will not become the main advanced profession of druids."

"Only a part of the druids will be selected for advancement, targeting the demonic pollution problems in purifying the Emerald Dream and the material world. As long as the number is strictly controlled, there will be no problems."

Attilan always felt that the Natural Council was playing with fire and would burn themselves to death one day. He didn't want to just act as a fire extinguisher.

"Master, I want to use this fused power to devour the basic two energies to see if I can develop a targeted skill to restrain Demon Druids."

"As long as there is this trump card, there is no need to worry about Demon Druids betraying the Natural Council and defecting to demons and devils."

The Bearman showed a mysterious smile.

"Then you can try as much as you want. This wolf soul itself is prepared to train your purification power. As long as you can grow from it, any attempt is allowed."

The third apple was eaten by the Bearman, and he took out the fourth.

Attilan's mouth twitched.

"Master, do you like to eat apples very much?"

The Bearman said with a smile:

"I don't have as many chefs serving you to help you make satisfying dishes. I'm not good at cooking, so I can only pick some fruits and nuts from the forest to eat."

Attilan frowned and said:

"I remember I asked the centaur to send you a meal from Azure Scale Town every day. Didn't you receive it?"

Attilan didn't believe that stealing superiors' food would happen under his command.

"Because I often run around in the forest, it's not easy for the centaur to find me and bring the food to me. I asked him to send it to Oak Hall at twelve o'clock noon on time."

"If I'm there, I'll eat it. If I'm not home, he'll handle it himself."

"What! I'm afraid they're preparing good ingredients for you. Wouldn't you be making that centaur cheaper by doing this? I just said that he was specially delivering food, how come he's still thin."

"I originally thought it was because he was too tired from running around. Now it seems that he's saving his stomach for your good meal. Master, you can completely tell me about this situation."

"I'll have Hedwig send it to you, wouldn't that be enough? Just that little bit of food, Hedwig can send it as exercise."

The Bearman conjured an oak stick again and knocked him on the head.

“Treat animal companions as you would your family. You’re treating Hedwig like your slave.”

Atilan retorted, greatly puzzled:

“How am I treating her like a slave? Master, don't wrongly accuse me. Usually, she enjoys nuts and dried fish. I only occasionally ask her to deliver letters.”

The Bearman said while eating an apple:

“Either don't use her, or you torment Hedwig to death when you do. That bird is really suffering following you. Tell Hedwig to bring some apple honey bread over.”

Atilan was utterly speechless.

He originally thought the Bearman was feeling sorry for Hedwig, but then he immediately asked Hedwig to bring him food.

“Okay.”

A year has passed. Before, Atilan could only summon Hedwig to his presence to instruct her. Now, he can remotely communicate with his contracted magical pets and have the messenger magical pet bring him food.

Forget it, I'll just have her bring one portion for the Bearman. If I include Atilan's portion, he'll say I'm abusing magical pets again.

“You eat apples every day, Master, aren't you tired of them?”

The Bearman smiled as he looked at the apple in his hand.

“Apples are like my love for Jaina. No matter how long it's been, I'll never get tired of them.”

Such cheesy sweet talk made Atilan's scalp tingle, but the corners of his mouth curled into a smile of successful scheming.

“You should say these sweet words to Jaina's face. What's the use of saying them to me? Master, are you perhaps also socially awkward?”

The Bearman revealed a kind smile, this time conjuring an oak staff in his hand.

“What did you just say?”

Atilan shook his head like a rattle drum.

“I didn't hear anything just now. I'm wholeheartedly dealing with the wolf soul.”

The section the Bearman held in his hand was only the size of an ordinary oak stick, but the section closest to Atilan was a full meter in diameter!

With this spell, Atilan felt he could disguise the gibbon as a battle-damaged version of Sun Wukong. Although he didn't have the Ruyi Jingu Bang, he had a Purple-Gold Beam that could support the sea!

Although oak wasn't purple, a sturdy and durable oak stick that could change size at will would definitely make the gibbon very happy.

It's a pity the gibbon was Tarzan's battle pet. This pet competition would let Tarzan show off.

That's right, Atilan's planned competition was a battle pet tournament, allowing him to satisfy his former heart as a Pokémon Master.

He suddenly felt that the battle pet tournament he proposed wasn't much different from a coliseum. In that case, it would be best to have the trainers participate as well.

Druids originally fought alongside their animal companions, so that would be more reasonable.

After guiding the demonic power and natural magic within the wolf soul for an hour, Atilan finally understood why the White Wolf King had only become a Level 1 Demon Druid after so long.

Because it was too difficult.

Even if Atilan could first use thunder to scatter the demonic power, purify it once, and then combine it with natural magic, he felt that he hadn't found the trick to becoming a Demon Druid.

He could only awkwardly put the crystal ball back on the table and say:

“Master, I seem to have failed.”

“If it were really that easy for you to crack, then do you think the Council of Nature has spent hundreds of years researching this advanced class just to play with cats and dogs?”

Atilan felt that the Bearman's words had a hidden meaning, pointing at the druids in the forest, each of whom was having a great time playing with their animal companions.

Here, he must specifically criticize the Leopard Woman, who often transformed into a forest leopard and mingled with the forest leopard tribe, as well as Yadi, who liked to ride mastiffs, jumping back and forth and performing equestrian skills and acrobatics on their backs.

Although everyone was happy, the Bearman wasn't very satisfied with this learning atmosphere.

“Since you came, the smiles on everyone's faces have indeed more than doubled, but it has also disrupted the original quiet cultivation atmosphere. Look at them, all they know is how to study food all day long.”

“Are we going to have them stuff the enemy to death with food in the future?”

The Bearman seemed to have a very powerful imaginary enemy in his heart, determined that everyone would go to the battlefield in the future and die there.

“Master, I always feel like you're keeping a tight rein. The Druid's power has already penetrated every aspect of this world. Who else can defeat us?”

The Bearman said lightly:

“You're oversimplifying the problem. Do you remember the story you told about someone who had no match under the heavens, and no one could defeat him on the entire planet?”

Atilan said with a strange expression:

“Invincible under the heavens, the one with the people from the sky?”

“That's right! Sooner or later, for the control of this material plane, the Druids will go to war with some restless outer force. At that time, everyone can only face the battle head-on.”

It was difficult for the power of mortals to fight against gods and demons, but it wasn't impossible.

At least for the Druids, who possessed the Emerald Dream and natural demigods, they had the power to fight. Even if they couldn't kill a god,

other gods with the same or related divine duties would be unable to suppress their excitement and trembling hands.

After all, spreading one's own faith and transforming power could never compare to absorbing the existing divine power of a god.

“Master, how about we stop here today? I'll go back and think about a new purification plan and come back tomorrow. My condition wasn't very good today anyway.”

“Go then.”

However, Atilan didn't go directly back to Green Scale Town but came to the Vine Woman's garden.

“Auntie, look what I brought!”

Jaina swayed her graceful figure and walked out of her wooden house.

“You haven't been here for a long time. What do you want me to help you with this time?”

“It's not about asking you to help me, it's about showing you what good things I've brought.”

Through a year of absorbing the water element and life energy that Atilan transported, the number of mirages spat out by the river clam continued to increase. Atilan also mastered a little ability to create illusions with the water element from observing.

A cloud of water vapor spread out, showing the scene of Atilan and the Bearman's conversation to the Vine Woman.

Listening to the Bearman's apple love theory, the Vine Woman gritted her teeth and said:

“That big, clumsy bear, he's already said that in front of you, why doesn't he come and confess to me?”

“Teacher-Mother, you also know that Master is a relatively reserved person. He knows my abilities very well. He said it in front of me because he hopes I can relay it to you.”

“It seems that the arrival of the Bloody Family does have its benefits. After being stimulated by their family for more than a year, Master is finally willing to take action.”

The Vine Woman immediately revealed a bright smile.

“You've done a great job, kid. I know that without your guidance, he wouldn't have said that sentence so quickly. Tell me, what reward do you want?”

Atilan immediately said with a grin:

“Just now, I saw Master display a skill that can freely enlarge and shrink trees. Teacher-Mother, can you teach me that?”

“That skill isn't very useful to you. What are you learning that for? A freely changing oak stick is not as good as researching how to make good use of your claws and tail.”

The Vine Woman also knew that Atilan didn't like to bite with his mouth. Atilan always felt it was uncivilized and very dirty.

“It's not prepared for me, it's for the gibbon.”

The Vine Woman smiled.

“You're really planning to turn the gibbon into Sun Wukong from your stories?”

“Of course not. Every monkey is unique. The gibbon can't become Sun Wukong, but he can also develop his own fighting style.”

Besides, Atilan knew that there were quite a few famous monkeys in the mythological stories he knew. Sun Wukong was indeed the most famous, but there were also famous monkeys like the Kappa.

The gibbon had the potential to become a Wood Monkey. Atilan was optimistic about him.

At this moment, the Bearman recalled Atilan's slightly northward flight path, and his expression suddenly changed, but he quickly returned to his original state.

“Forget it, she should already know what I said just now. There's no point in stopping it now. Anyway, I'm only one step away. When the time comes, I can openly confess to Jaina.”

The Bearman suddenly laughed self-deprecatingly.

“I remember Atilan saying that saying such things before doing big things would make luck worse. I hope my luck won't be too bad and that I have a chance to come back alive.”

When the Vine Woman learned that the Bearman was preparing to confess to her, she became very enthusiastic, as dazzling as a blooming red rose.

“Take all these honey back to eat. Didn't he say he wanted to eat honey apple bread? Use these to make it for him. That big, clumsy bear, I think he'll understand after eating the bread.”

The Vine Woman suddenly took the honey back again.

“Forget it, I'll go back to Green Scale Town with you. I'll personally make the bread and send it to him. I'll see what excuses he has this time!”

Atilan nodded firmly.

“I support you. Now that Master's inner psychological defenses have begun to collapse, now is a good time to attack. Strive to take him down in one fell swoop!”

“I'll go back now and prepare your wedding wine. After you've decided, invite everyone to attend your wedding together!”

“Okay, the big, clumsy bear really took in a good disciple. With Teacher-Mother taking care of you in the future, just wait to quickly become a legendary druid.”

The Vine Woman wasn't like the Bearman, who only knew how to draw him a pie. The Vine Woman really planned to cultivate him with all her heart.

Unlike the Bearman, who was a pauper, the Vine Woman was truly rich beyond measure.

It took the Bearman many years to build such a forest.

But the Vine Woman's family was different. In several worlds where druids exerted influence, their family had built forests similar to the Bearman's forest.

The precious magic materials produced were countless. Even for dragons, the wealth the Vine Woman possessed could fill Atilan's stomach.

When the Vine Woman found the Bearman with the bread, he was calmly meditating under a tree.

“You're here?”

“Big, clumsy bear, eat the bread!”

The Bearman silently finished the bread but remained silent.

Finally, under the Vine Woman's burning gaze, the Bearman finally admitted defeat. He suddenly regretted taking Atilan as a disciple.

“After I come back from there, we…”