The Natural Empire of the Oceanic Dragon

Attilan didn't have the strength to fight the Death Wolf head-on, so he could only spit out a series of colorful bubbles to hide himself.

The dazzling bubbles, illuminated by the sunlight, emitted a light that confused the wolf. For a moment, the Death Wolf couldn't pinpoint Attilan's location.

It could only keep waving its claws, trying to break the bubbles and find the hidden Attilan to devour him in one bite.

What could Attilan do? He could only keep spitting bubbles and absorbing the meager moisture from the small river beneath him to form white mist, trying his best to hide himself.

With the white mist, Attilan finally felt a bit safer.

You have to say, this little漓 Dragon's body is indeed not good at direct combat, but the bubbles and white mist it spits out can disturb people's minds, making it difficult for enemies to distinguish between reality and illusion.

And finally, the 漓 Dragon's voice is indeed loud. Attilan didn't even use amplification spells, and it felt like the cry for help just now could be heard for miles around.

Now that he finally had a chance to catch his breath, Attilan quickly used an amplification spell and shouted again.

"Help! Someone save me!"

The sound waves emitted by the full-force shout swept through like a gust of wind, causing the Death Wolf to show a painful expression. Attilan immediately revealed a happy expression.

"So you're afraid of sound!"

He immediately used the amplification spell again and shouted at the Death Wolf.

"Help!"

The Death Wolf immediately tucked its tail between its legs, whimpered, and turned to flee.

Attilan wanted to chase after it, but he didn't expect this dog thing to give him a surprise attack. Just as Attilan chased out of the white mist that was hiding him, the Death Wolf turned its head and spat out a stream of black liquid.

Attilan frantically flicked his tail, but was still grazed by the black stream, causing him to howl in pain. He very sensibly turned around and shrank back into the white mist.

"Damn it! You're quite the player, you dog thing!"

He really couldn't beat the Death Wolf in a head-on fight right now, but everything was only temporary. Once his soul grew stronger, he could get rid of his current 漓 Dragon body and return to his original Ocean Dragon form.

At that time, he could slap three or five of these small fries like the Death Wolf to death with one claw.

A gentleman takes revenge, ten years is not too late; a dragon takes revenge, a hundred years is not too late.

Just as Attilan wanted to shrink into the small river to absorb water elements and dispel the death energy attached to his wound, he suddenly saw a green leaf tornado flying up in the direction the Death Wolf was escaping.

The Death Wolf that had injured him was cut into pieces by the sharp leaves.

From the natural aura emanating from the green leaf storm, Attilan judged that the one who made the move should be a powerful Druid, and there was a high probability that...

This was the very person who diverted water from the big river to irrigate the wasteland. Attilan hadn't forgotten that the water he used to irrigate the grassland was diverted from the river channel opened by this Druid.

So this fellow Daoist probably didn't come specifically to save him because he heard his cry for help, but rather noticed that the water flow in the river channel he dug had decreased.

He returned upstream to see what caused the decrease in water flow and conveniently killed the Death Wolf. If he were to run into the other party, Attilan felt he wouldn't have a good time.

He decisively used the waterway to swim towards the forest as quickly as possible.

As a result, the other party's movements were much faster than Attilan's. He had just drilled into the small river that the other party had opened up when the originally calm flowing river water suddenly became turbulent.

In the end, the water flow even formed a large hand that directly grabbed him out.

Attilan could be considered an expert in controlling water, but he didn't expect that he couldn't break free from the restraint of this large water hand at all, but he wouldn't give up so easily.

Until the other party appeared in front of him, Attilan was still trying to mobilize his magic power in an attempt to disintegrate this large water hand that was grabbing tighter and tighter. There was no other way, if he didn't resist, all of his magic power would be sealed.

The seemingly simple large water hand actually had a certain sealing effect, a compound magic. Once the large hand completely grabbed him, he would become a fish on the chopping board.

Unfortunately, it was still too late.

Before even seeing the person, Attilan heard the other party's cursing voice.

"I was wondering why the water flowing to the east has been so much less these past few days, it turns out it's because of you, you water thief! Do you know how much effort I put in to divert the water to such a far place!"

"Compared to these worthless weeds of yours, do you know that the ancient tree that has already developed spirituality, which I want to irrigate, is the key to turning this wasteland back into a grassland, or even a forest!"

Attilan blinked, he felt that this voice sounded a little familiar.

Looking towards the direction the voice came from, the first thing he saw was a pair of emerald green, very forked antlers, with a few small flowers blooming on them. With such obvious features, how could Attilan not recognize them?

"White Deer!"

"Even if you recognize me, I can't just let you go so easily!"

The White Deer smiled contemptuously, completely disbelieving Attilan's nonsense.

"Before telling lies and deceiving people, can you figure out who you're impersonating? I don't deny that you are indeed some kind of dragon, but Attilan is an Ocean Dragon, a pure-blooded elemental dragon."

"You, a spirit dragon, are impersonating Attilan, do you think I'm a fool!?"

A blue light flashed in the White Deer's eyes, and the strength of the large water hand instantly increased by a factor of two. The thin layer of water dragon scale shield that Attilan used to protect himself was directly crushed.

The sudden surge of power made Attilan's chest feel stuffy and he wanted to vomit blood.

"Don't use so much force, my eyeballs are about to be squeezed out. I really am Attilan, have you forgotten the day you ate honey-glazed ham hocks? You ate more than thirty hocks by yourself, and you actually said you only ate half full."

The White Deer looked at him seriously.

"That only proves that you have been monitoring me, it can't prove that you are Attilan."

"Then how do you want me to prove it? Demonstrate the pit-dragon secret technique you designed for me, for you, the designer who discovers problems but doesn't find solutions, and chooses to run away after being scolded by my master?"

As soon as this sentence was spoken, Attilan was immediately released. The White Deer stepped forward and used leaves to catch Attilan, infusing life energy to heal him.

"It really is you! Why didn't you say so earlier!"

Attilan wanted to vomit blood in depression, took a deep breath, and looked at the White Deer coldly.

"I said I was Attilan from the beginning, it's just that you didn't believe me, okay!"

"No, it's just that with you looking like this, how could I believe you were Attilan? Not only is your appearance completely different, but even the aura you emit is only slightly similar."

"I thought it was an enemy who deliberately created a bit of your aura in order to disguise themselves as you. I even thought the disguise didn't look like you, but it turned out to be you."

"Why did you steal my water?"

"My contribution points are running low. I plan to cultivate a grassland in the wasteland to accumulate contribution points and continue my cultivation in the Emerald Dream. What about you? Weren't you going to inspect the druids in other forests?"

"How did you end up cultivating in the Emerald Dream?"

The white deer bucked irritably.

"Cultivation my ass! This is a task assigned to me from above: to establish a connection between Material Realm 952 and Material Realm 527, and to create a rapid troop transport channel."

"It's in preparation for the complete occupation of Material Realm 952. Your assessment is just a side task."

As she spoke, the white deer scratched her hair in annoyance and tapped Atilan with her wooden staff.

"I'm already annoyed by tasks like this that take a long time, are difficult, and have few rewards, and you're making things even more difficult for me!"

Atilan absorbed the life energy transmitted by the white deer and quickly recovered his vitality.

"I have a question. I was hiding so well in the water. How could you cast a long-range spell so accurately and capture me in one fell swoop?"

The white deer gave him a disdainful look.

"Nonsense. You ran away by diving into the river I created. Of course, I could sense it clearly. I put a lot of effort into this river! Otherwise, why do you think this river can flow so far in such a harsh environment?"

"I don't have time to explain it to you. I need to quickly close the gap and then go back to save that half-dead ancient tree. I barely managed to keep its last breath."

"If the tree dies, I'm not done with you!"

Looking at the fierce white deer, Atilan asked weakly:

"Why don't I go with you to take a look?"

"Maybe I have a way to save it?"

The white deer smiled contemptuously and waved the wooden staff in her hand.

"Forget it. I may not even be able to save that tree. I just want to use it to absorb the surrounding natural energy before it dies. Once it dies, I can use the tree's energy to transform the surrounding land."

"Directly creating a sparse grassland with an area of over one hundred square kilometers!"

Atilan's lips curled into a smile.

"How do you know I can't do it if you don't try? If the tree can create such a large area of sparse grassland even when it's dead, wouldn't it be able to create even greater value if it were alive?"

"What do you think about trying everything?"

The white deer nodded and said:

"Alright, you can come with me to take a look."

Atilan could only reluctantly watch the white deer repair the gap, abandoning the grassland he had just cultivated. A dragon and a deer, the white deer leading the way, Atilan flying behind to catch up.

After running for five minutes, the white deer looked back and, sure enough, Atilan was gone.

When Atilan caught up, the white deer immediately complained:

"Why are you flying slower than I can run? I wanted to ask you just now, how did your soul form this completely unrelated spirit dragon life form when you arrived in the Emerald Dream?"

Atilan said irritably:

"You said it yourself, it's completely unrelated. Of course, I'm not familiar with this Lihr Dragon body, so I naturally can't fly fast enough. As for why it's like this, isn't it to solve the problem of ice, water, and fire element conflicts?"

The white deer shrank her neck.

"Don't worry, I will definitely think of a solution to your problem! I can't solve it now just because I don't have enough knowledge yet."

"Wait for me for a while, and I will definitely be able to think of a perfect solution."

The white deer's talent is excellent, but that doesn't mean she can create a feasible secret technique in just a few days.

In fact, she didn't expect that Atilan would successfully activate the elemental bloodline in his body with the first draft. According to her idea, Atilan should have failed to activate it. She would analyze the reasons, optimize the secret technique plan, and finally activate it after several attempts.

But it succeeded the first time. Without failure experience, how could she optimize it?

It's not her fault. She didn't realize at all that these bloodlines were once in a dominant state, but were cleverly hidden by the bear people after the life transformation.

The inexperienced white deer, coupled with the muddled old urchin, and Atilan, who knew nothing, together caused this thorny problem.

"Forget it. Master has already prepared a solution for me. If I let you try again, I'm afraid it will really become an incurable disease."

The white deer carefully looked at Atilan's Lihr Dragon body.

"This is the solution?"

"That's right. This is a spirit dragon that is based on water and can control ice, water, and fire. When my soul can freely control these three elements, the problem of the dragon body will naturally be solved!"

The white deer shrugged.

"That's good. How about this? When the ancient tree dies, I'll give you half of the contribution points from the sparse grassland so you can cultivate in the Emerald Dream with peace of mind for a while."

"In the future, you only need to be responsible for sending water to the small river I opened in the big river. I'll give you 20% of the contribution points. You're more professional than me in controlling water."

Atilan's mouth twitched. The white deer said this to him, who had just been grabbed by her with a water current, wasn't she slapping him in the face?

The white deer was giving him credit, temporarily finding a reason. She probably didn't mean to mock him.

"You swim slowly along the waterway. I have to go there immediately."

"Alright."

When Atilan arrived, the white deer seemed to have finished her treatment and was lying listlessly on the raised roots of the ancient tree, eating biscuits.

Judging from the style of the biscuits, they must have been taken from his kitchen.

"Is that little bit of stuff you took enough for you to eat until now?"

"This is what I went back to get last night. I had them prepare it for me. I go back to eat something during the gaps in treating the ancient tree, and I can also have a drink with the Leopard Girl and the Wine Girl."

Atilan asked in confusion:

"Then why were you in such a hurry just now?"

"You have to be serious during working hours. I definitely want to relax after work. Otherwise, how can you get my guidance?"

"So you really took the time to assess me. You're in the forest during the day and come to the Emerald Dream at night to treat this tree?"

The white deer nodded and handed a biscuit to Atilan.

"More or less. Do you want to eat?"

Atilan waved his hand in refusal and walked around the tree, carefully analyzing the tree's power components.

"This is a locust tree! And not just any locust tree. It emits a very peculiar energy wave. Staying near it for a long time will make people feel tired and sleepy."

The white deer nodded repeatedly.

"Yes, yes, yes, but how do you know so clearly when it's your first time here?"

"Of course, it's because of the special abilities of this body. If I haven't analyzed it wrong, this tree can make your dreams come true based on your thoughts, right?"

The white deer continued to nod.

"More or less. It's a beautiful dream, but the ending is sometimes good and sometimes bad."

Atilan's eyes widened immediately.

"This is a dream of glory!"