The Natural Empire of the Oceanic Dragon

Attilan looked at the dazzling threads, as if starlight had solidified. He suddenly felt that using such threads to make a wedding dress for an ordinary person would be a complete waste!

But! If this wedding dress were for the wedding of Teng Nu and Xiong Ren, a couple entangled for three hundred years, then even using Starlight Spider Silk, which is rare even in the astral plane, Attilan would consider it just right.

Lalune happened to obtain these three unhatched Starlight Spider eggs. As the daughter of a legendary mage, and also a legendary mage herself, Lalune naturally tried various magical methods to hatch the spider eggs.

Obviously, she failed, otherwise she wouldn't have given these spider eggs to Attilan.

Originally, Lalune thought that Attilan would use the vitality of the Ocean Dragon talent to increase the vitality of the small spiders in the spider eggs, allowing them to hatch spontaneously from the spider eggs.

Unexpectedly, there was an Arache like this big spider in the forest, and Arache seemed to have some spider magic that Lalune couldn't understand, which should be derived from a powerful spider monster.

The magic power passed down to Arache by the big spider behind this Arache carries a strong Druid and fairy aura. After Lalune and Lulu discussed it, they both believed that Arache was related to a demigod spider, a deity of the same kind, living in the Feywild.

Originally, there was only one demigod spider in the Feywild, but unfortunately, under the conspiracy of the spider goddess Lolth, this demigod spider unfortunately fell.

However, her divine power was not swallowed by Lolth. Before she died, she set up Lolth, causing Lolth to lose her rice by trying to steal a chicken, and successfully passed on her divine power, as well as some divine power snatched from Lolth.

This led to the emergence of three spider quasi-gods in the Feywild, all of whom longed to obtain all of their mother's divine power and become more powerful spider demigods!

This news was obtained by Lulu, who frequently traveled to the Fairy Court, from her friends who were still working in the Fairy Court. Of course, the most core piece of news came from Mushroom Head!

Mushroom Head's powerful stealth ability, after the death of his teammates, hatred seemed to stimulate his stealth ability to a better level.

One very accidental day, Mushroom Head, as usual, walked stealthily in the Fairy Court, using the guards of the Fairy Court to train his perception and stealth abilities.

Unexpectedly, a deserted room he had passed by hundreds of times actually transmitted voices.

One party was the current ruler of the Fairy Court, the former Prince Consort, Prince Oberon, and the other party was naturally one of the three daughters of the spider demigod, who inherited the divine power of conspiracy and trickery that the spider demigod had stolen from Lolth.

She colluded with Oberon, trying to use the power of the Fairy Court to deal with her former sisters.

Only then did Mushroom Head realize that the mission behind them was just a conspiracy by Oberon and this Black Widow.

Their sacrifices were insignificant in the eyes of the superiors, and they were even considered useless pawns.

Although Mushroom Head came from the countryside, he saw the essence of things very clearly. The people who killed his teammates were the enemy. In order to realize his ambition, he arranged tasks for them, deliberately burying the Omega squad who were loyal to the Fairy Court and loyal to the Queen.

Oberon and the Black Widow are the enemies that Mushroom Head should take revenge on the most!

He is a peculiar fairy born from the magic of the fairy, and maybe what nurtured him was a mushroom with stealth and strong toxicity, which is why he became this mushroom fairy.

Digging out the power of the bloodline can enhance his combat power and extend his lifespan.

Although Mushroom Head, as a natural fairy, has a very long lifespan, he is less than a hundred years old now and can live for at least five hundred years. If he works hard enough, it is not impossible to live for thousands or tens of thousands of years.

Mushroom Head, who has stealth abilities, is more inclined to concealment and endurance in his fighting style. He needs to use his lifespan to improve his combat power as much as possible.

Mushroom Head defected to Attilan. After learning that the Ocean Dragon could nurture a treasure water that nourishes the body and increases lifespan, Mushroom Head's enthusiasm became even higher.

After hearing that Attilan was cultivating fast-growing, fragrant mushrooms, he took the initiative to offer his help.

Although Mushroom Head is better at cultivating poisonous mushrooms, it does not mean that he cannot cultivate ordinary, edible mushrooms.

His talent is worse than that of poisonous mushrooms in guiding the growth of ordinary mushrooms, but compared to the Druid, the sloth, Mushroom Head's methods are more clever. This is only the second month since he defected, and Mushroom Head has already produced his first result.

The mushroom cultivated by Mushroom Head is very similar to Boletus, with gray-green caps that look like poisonous mushrooms, but the toxicity is weak, or even non-toxic.

Even if there is weak toxicity, you will not be poisoned as long as you cook the mushrooms.

Even if you are poisoned, it will only cause mild hallucinations. Just pour a little herbal medicine and heat the mushrooms again, and you can continue to eat them.

Mushroom Head used a poisonous mushroom when cultivating this Boletus.

Druids like the sloth choose to select suitable varieties from mushrooms that have never been poisonous for cultivation, and screen out varieties with good taste.

But Mushroom Head is different. Because of his special physique, he will not be poisoned by eating poisonous mushrooms, so he directly selects poisonous mushrooms with good taste for cultivation.

Trying to reduce the toxicity of the mushrooms while ensuring that the taste of the mushrooms does not decline.

Because the umami taste of some mushrooms comes from its toxins. Toxins make it delicious, even if this deliciousness can only be tasted by a very small number of people.

For example, Mushroom Head, for example, Trolls.

Trolls will pick and eat some poisonous mushrooms when they are hungry, and then rely on the nutrients provided by the mushrooms to supply the troll's body to fight against the toxins. Although the process will be more painful, the troll will not die.

The premise is that the troll's body still has the energy to be converted into vitality. If the troll is hungry for too long, they will lose the ability to recover their body.

Therefore, trolls will also experience the situation where they survived eating mushrooms last time, but were poisoned to death by mushrooms this time. These are all Mushroom Head's personal experiences.

Although there are relatively few trolls in the Feywild, it is not that there are none. He specially selected a forest rarely visited by fairies in the countryside to cultivate mushrooms. A wandering troll stole his mushrooms.

Fortunately, he was not poisoned to death.

But the next time he came, Mushroom Head's skills had improved, and the toxicity of the mushrooms had increased, and the poor troll was poisoned to death.

The last sentence before death was, the mushrooms are really delicious.

Mushroom Head brought back the news of the spider quasi-god Black Widow, which made Attilan feel that Evelee and Arache's magic power was likely derived from the dead spider demigod.

Of course, you definitely can't go to the Black Widow for verification. Although Evelee and Arache have very little spider divine power, the Black Widow will definitely eat them.

As for the other two, Attilan is not sure what they will do. Maybe they will also choose to eat Evelee, or raise them for a while, and eat them after their strength is stronger.

In this way, the nourishing effect is better.

After realizing that Evelee was likely in the same boat as him, Attilan felt that he could no longer let Evelee continue to degenerate like this. He must let Evelee have as much self-protection ability as possible.

Of course, this will be very difficult. The enemy they face is the spider quasi-god. Escape may be the best choice for Evelee and Arache.

But facing the superiors of the same bloodline, it is not easy for them to escape.

Therefore, Attilan believes that they should introduce new and completely different forces into their existing spider bloodline to get rid of the spider quasi-god's influence on their bloodline.

The Starlight Spider, which originates from the astral plane and has powerful power, is naturally their best choice.

After telling Evelee about the situation he understood and guessed, Attilan looked at her seriously and earnestly.

"Evelee, what do you think?"

Evelee shrugged indifferently.

"I don't care. You also know that I find it difficult to accept my true appearance. Maybe death is the best choice for me. What do you think?"

"I don't think so! If I were you, my idea would be to worship Lalune as my teacher, learn the abilities of a Starlight Mage, and finally devour the three spider demigods in turn."

"If there is a chance, I can even merge with the one who caused the spider demigod to fall!"

Evelee shook her head and tidied up a strand of messy silver hair in front of her.

"Don't you think it's boring and sad to spend your days thinking about power and rule?"

Attilan shook his head, looking at the Starlight Spider who was still gnawing on Moonshine Grass and then spitting silk.

"I don't think so. Only those who can't control their own destiny will be sad. Since I have made a decision, I will not regret it even if it leads to bad consequences."

"You don't resist and just wait for the Black Widow to eat you. What about Arache? Do you want her to be eaten with you?"

Arache is not smart, but she is not stupid either, and makes a squeaking sound with her teeth and claws.

"Look, Arache said that if someone wants to hurt you, she will protect you. If she is hurt, will you stand up and protect her?"

Evelee clenched her slender white fingers.

"Of course I will protect Arache!"

Attilan nodded with a smile, encouraging Evelee in an impassioned tone.

"Then you have to work hard. Compared to Arache, you can use everyone's knowledge reserves to become stronger faster, but you and Arache, she is definitely more attractive to the spider quasi-god."

"If the Black Widow finds you and eats Arachne, but lets you go, are you just going to suffer like that for the rest of your life?"

Evelyn subconsciously clenched her fist, her sharp nails piercing her palm, and droplets of scarlet blood fell to the ground as she bit her lower lip and said,

"I won't let that happen!"

"So what should you do now?"

Evelyn turned her head and respectfully bowed to Lallune, who seemed to be seriously watching the Starlight Spider's movements, but was actually listening to Attilan and Evelyn's conversation.

"Teacher Lallune, I hope you can teach me to become a qualified mage, so that I can guide Arachne to become a Starlight Spider!"

Lallune smiled and waved her hand.

"I can teach you, but forget about becoming a disciple. I don't like taking disciples. Let's communicate on an equal footing. I'll feel more comfortable that way."

"Please, Lallune."

Lallune finally breathed a sigh of relief. Although she was already a legendary mage, she knew that her legend was somewhat watered down, and not by a small amount. Compared to legendary mages who had completely improved themselves,

it might take four Lallunes working together to have a chance of winning.

Lallune's success today relies on her father's bloodline, her mother's spellbook, the starlight given by her mother's friend, the Astral Wanderer, and the natural magic given by her husband Blooddye.

Her own efforts account for the smallest share of these growth elements.

"Now that the first important thing is said, let's talk about the second important thing. Can the silk spun by these Starlight Spiders be made into a wedding dress suitable for Gianna in three days?"

Evelyn frowned and said:

"If we rely entirely on them to spin silk, three days won't be enough to make a wedding dress, but if we only use starlight silk as embellishments to weave patterns, and the main body is still made of Arachne's silk,"

"then three days will be enough. So which option do you choose?"

Of course, it's the second one. The Vine Woman herself doesn't actually have any requirements for the quality of this marriage. Her purpose is just to fulfill her obsession with marrying the Bear Man.

Attilan is the one who hopes that this wedding can be done well and become a happy and joyful memory for both the Bear Man and the Vine Woman whenever they think of it.

In the past two years, the Bear Man has been diligently urging him to practice as a master, and the Vine Woman, as a master's wife, has been silently providing him with various support and guidance.

Although Attilan hopes they can come back, the Moonlight Grove is indeed very terrifying in the Bear Man's description, and he is not sure if the Bear Man and the others can still come back.

And if they do come back, how many people will it be?

Since learning about their love, Attilan has been pushing for them to officially be together. If the Bear Man and the Vine Woman just set off to find the natural artifact like this,

without a grand wedding, Attilan would feel sorry for them.

Therefore, it must happen!

Let this wedding become the most memorable day in everyone's life.

"Then there's no problem. As long as the Starlight Spiders spit out enough silk, Arachne can make the wedding dress in less than an hour."

"So what about the design?"

Looking at Attilan's slightly embarrassed smile, Evelyn narrowed her eyes and asked with a dangerous glint:

"You wouldn't have started urging me to make the wedding dress as soon as possible without even having a design, would you?"

"Of course not. There is naturally a wedding dress design, but Gianna hasn't decided which one to wear yet, so you wait a little longer. There are still three days."

"Everyone is still waiting for me in Greenscale Town to attend the meeting. I'll go back first. Remember to come over for dinner after you're done here, and we'll go over the wedding process again."

After speaking, Attilan flew away directly.

Old Prankster had been silently watching Attilan's performance from the side.

"I'm going back too. Although I ate a lot of bread just now, after spending several months in the Emerald Dream, I really miss the big pig knuckles made by the murloc chef."

"This time, I'm going to eat a whole big pig knuckle by myself!"

Attilan flew back to Greenscale Town in a slightly flustered manner. He didn't expect to see a familiar yet unfamiliar figure here.

Snow-white fur interspersed with blue lightning patterns, and a faint bloody smell that only Attilan seemed to smell, the smell left behind after killing dragon-like creatures.

Attilan frowned slightly and asked:

"Aren't you out traveling? What exactly did you go to do? You didn't go looking for trouble with that green dragon, did you?"

The Tiger Man slowly turned around and actually showed Attilan a rare smile.

"Of course not. I'm not that stupid. I just went to the front line of the allied forces of humans and dwarves fighting the swamp drakes to witness the scene of the allied forces fighting against the Dragon Legion."

"I learned some techniques for hunting dragons from a human warrior, and I personally killed an acid wyvern with green dragon blood."

The Tiger Man took out a necklace made of teeth from the pocket on his waist.

"This is made from the wyvern's teeth."

She patted the short spear on her waist again.

"This is the weapon that killed the wyvern, a weapon designed for dragons that can pierce the wyvern's scales, even the dragon scales of a giant dragon, as long as you find the gap between the dragon scales."

"It can also cause effective damage to giant dragons!"

Attilan sighed. Being able to kill a wyvern shows that the Tiger Man's combat power has indeed improved considerably in the past year.

But comparing wyverns and giant dragons, the Tiger Man is underestimating giant dragons a bit too much.

"How long did you stay in the allied forces?"

The Tiger Man did not directly answer his question, but instead took out the short spear and aimed it at Attilan, saying with a soaring fighting spirit:

"I have been practicing hard for a year without any懈怠, facing deadly dangers every day. I want to see which of us is stronger now."

Attilan completely ignored the Tiger Man and walked past her directly.

Running to the battlefield to train strength is what warriors and barbarians do. A monk choosing this way to train himself, Attilan can only say that she has gone the wrong way.

This kind of Tiger Man made Attilan feel that she was completely unworthy of being his opponent.

"I'm very busy now and don't have time to pay attention to you. If you really feel very idle, why not go to the forest and help the wine woman collect some brewing materials? The wedding in three days will consume a lot of wine, and it can only be quickly made with magic."

Although doing so will cause the brewed fruit wine to lose some of its mellowness, the quantity is large and can meet the wine needs of everyone at the wedding scene.

Although the Vine Woman said that there was no need to invite people, Attilan naturally couldn't let the wedding proceed coldly and quietly. Old Prankster has many friends, and these people also have some connections with the Bear Man and the Vine Woman, and can be used as wedding guests.

A wedding always needs some atmosphere, it is impossible for a wedding to be all relatives and friends of the bride and groom, and relatives and friends brought by relatives and friends, this is what a lively wedding needs to have.

"Are you afraid? Are you afraid of me, or are you afraid of this dragon-hunting arrow that killed the acid wyvern!"

Attilan shook his head.

"After you left the forest, you went straight to the battlefield and joined the human army to fight against the swamp drakes. The purpose was to learn the knowledge and skills of killing giant dragons that the allied forces have accumulated over the years."

"Then I want to ask, after so many years of fighting, how many giant dragons have your so-called dragon-hunting arrows killed?"

"One? Two? Or... none at all!"

The Tiger Man was silent, and the dragon-hunting arrow that she had been carefully maintaining was casually inserted into the soil.

The reason why the human warrior who taught her, the one with one eye, was blind was because he was burned by the magic released by the blood of the giant dragon.

Giant dragons are different from wyverns. Although the blood of the acid wyvern she hunted is poisonous, it is not like giant dragons, which can use the dragon blood that gushes out when injured to cast spells.

"In the past year, have you seriously practiced the secret techniques taught to you by your master? That is the root that can make you stronger and then defeat giant dragons, not the so-called dragon-hunting techniques."

"Thiel, you have disappointed me, your master, and everyone in the forest too much! Are you still a monk now?"

The Tiger Man opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but didn't know where to start, so she could only suppress it in her heart, and finally clenched her fist and blurted out a sentence.

"I will let you see Monk Thiel!"

After speaking, she walked towards her home.

"Don't go, stay for dinner, and discuss the wedding of Master and Mistress by the way."

The Tiger Man nodded, a trace of joy flashing in her eyes, and said:

"They are finally getting married. I didn't expect my return to be so timely."

The Tiger Man has been out for almost exactly a year, it can only be said that this time point is very coincidental. If he chose to postpone the time of killing the White Wolf King by another year.

Wouldn't Old Deng have proposed to go to the Moonlight Grove so quickly?

"After the wedding is over, you have to fight me again. I haven't forgotten the master's teachings at all!"

A ball of blue and white lightning suddenly窜 out from the Tiger Man's palm, hitting the pear tree next to it, instantly turning the pear tree into coke.

Looking at the wisps of black smoke rising, the pear tree's twisted black remains seemed to be weeping about its tragic fate.

Attilan was angry!

"You can use anything as a demonstration, but you used a tree. Have you been in human society for too long and damaged your brain, letting you use a tree as a demonstration in front of a giant dragon druid!"

"Very good, if you want to anger me and then fight me, then congratulations, you have successfully angered me. We don't need to wait three days, we will go to the training ground now."

"I will let you see what the anger of a giant dragon druid is."

"Okay!"

The Tiger Man's okay was a little guilty. She was indeed influenced by humans and learned to use trees as targets to demonstrate skills and strength.

But besides that, she also learned a lot of things.

The current her is no longer the simple monk who was completely fooled by Attilan a year ago.

Because of her heroic performance on the battlefield, even hunting an acid wyvern alone, those human warriors respectfully called her the White Tiger War God!