...Hmm...Hmm...Uh...Oh..." A series of moans sounded like someone squatting in a toilet pit with constipation.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing me folding my hands on my chest, sometimes opening my eyes in pain, sometimes closing them quickly, and making strange noises, Beansa stared aside for a long time, and finally couldn't help but ask.

"Well... I am practicing a very remarkable ability." In order not to lose the dignity of my senior brother, I resolutely boasted.

"Amazing ability?" Beansa tilted his head and looked at me.

"That's right, the ability to defeat the Four Demon Kings."

"...Well, that's right..."

Beansha's expression seems a little subtle. At this time, shouldn't she exclaim "Senior brother is so awesome" with sparkling eyes to fit her innocent character?

Let me briefly explain what I did just now.

As I groaned in distress, similar to constipation, my brain was processing two images.

One is the picture seen by the waiter running on the ground, and the other is the picture seen by the crow flying in the sky.

Just like this, it already makes my head spin. If these two pictures are still, my brain can process them immediately, convert them into information and store them.

The problem is that they are constantly shaking and changing. The ones coming from the ghost wolf are forest grasses that are constantly passing by. The ones coming from the crows are constantly circling overlooking the grassland.

To use the simplest analogy, it’s like I’m watching two 3D movies at the same time. The 3D dizziness is so weak.

If you add in the scenery captured by your own eyes, it's 3 times 3d. I don't even know what high-tech words to use to describe this thing.

Only here did I truly experience the difficulty of vision sharing reconnaissance. Those druids who can accept the images sent back by seven or eight summoned pets at the same time are now simply stunning and fortress-like in my eyes.

However, no one can achieve this ability overnight. It took his old colleague Uncle Simba decades to achieve this level.

Of course, in fact, Druid is not limited to this kind of investigation method. There are also some simpler methods that are not so brilliant, but can make Druid become an excellent investigator.

Why I chose this most difficult method - actually it has something to do with the bragging I just made to Beansa.

In order to defeat the four demon kings, well, it does have some connection.

By rationally arranging the position of summoned pets, receiving the images from them, and constructing a complete three-dimensional world in the mind, if this can be achieved, in the future, one can reach the realm of world power and have a strong influence on the world power barrier.

The understanding and structure will also become more in-depth. This is a valuable experience passed down by the druids, and it has now been passed down to me by Uncle Simba.

However, it seems that we are still far from achieving this level.

I thought about it and transformed into the Demon Moon Wolf Witch.

Take a deep breath and accept the images from the ghost wolf and crow again.

One pair, two pairs, three pairs, until the fifth pair, the brain feels dizzy and unable to process.

Sure enough, this ability is related to mental power. With the world power level mental power of Yaoyuelangwu, he can easily do things that other druids have to practice for more than ten years.

However, there is still a long way to go before the Demon Moon Wolf Witch breaks through to the realm of world power. And the Hell Fighting Bear I am entrusting to, although it cannot be said to be a mental idiot, is obviously a stupid character whose fists are faster than his brain.

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At this moment, I have a strong urge to fuse the Hell Fighting Bear transformation and the Monster Moon Wolf Witch transformation to gain the advantages of both. Such a super transformation will become infinitely close to perfection.

, without any shortcomings, if you can do it, your strength may really be able to compete with the Four Demon Kings immediately.

It's just that the ideal is very full, and the reality is very cruel.

When he came back to his senses, he felt his tail was itchy. When he looked back, he found that Beansa was happily holding his tail and rubbing it on his face.

"Senior brother's tail... is so soft and cute."

I:"……"

What expression should I show when I hear this kind of compliment?

In short, let's take a trick first and use the ability of the Demon Moon Wolf Witch. After becoming proficient in this ability, see if you can feed this sense of mastery back to the main body. Maybe you can learn faster.

Thinking of this, I no longer struggled and kept the form of Yaoyuelangwu. My brain accepted the maximum allowed picture information, and then worked hard to piece this information together, trying to form a fuzzy three-dimensional world.

To be honest, this kind of kung fu work is somewhat similar to the transformation of the magical context of the Married Woman Knight Cult and the construction of a magic circle system. Is it really the same principle that never changes?

Speaking of Beansa, you've had enough fun! Stop scratching my tail, it's very itchy!

"Something's wrong."

One morning passed, and I repeated this sentence dozens of times.

Why are there no monsters?

Logically speaking, this should be a place where small groups of monsters roam. There are five ghost wolves and four crows covering both land and air surveillance. The hunting range has been increased several times, so it should be easy to find monsters.

ah.

Why is it so peaceful? It's like inadvertently traveling to another parallel world that is exactly the same as the Dark Continent, except that there is no Hell clan.

This kind of silence made me shudder, and I even wondered if I was dreaming.

"Beansa, please give me a squeeze and try." I looked away and said to Beansa.

"Really?" Biansha looked at me hesitantly.

"Forget it..." Thinking of being beaten away by Beansha's small fist, I shuddered and quickly shook my head to stop the abuse.

"But why? I can't even find a monster." I frowned, puzzled.

"Why?" Beansa also tilted his head, but his expression was very subtle.

I found that today's Biansha is particularly subtle. Is it an illusion?

"Oh, there seems to be a new discovery over there at Ghost Wolf." I cheered up. The doubtful thoughts I had just forgotten were immediately thrown out of my mind, and I pulled Beansa over.

This is a fallen demon camp.

To be precise, it was an empty fallen demon camp.

Strange. So strange.

I became even more confused when I saw a large pot in the Sinking Demon's camp. There was still a fire burning underneath, and the hot bubbling in the pot gave off a strong smell of cooked rotten meat.

Seeing this situation, no matter how stupid I am, I should be able to change from something like "xxx" I squatted down, touched the remaining warmth of the extinguished bonfire, and my sharp eyes flashed - they shouldn't have gone far yet.

"In such an old-fashioned plot, it can be guessed that just now, the owners of the fallen demon camp were happily cooking the rotten meat in the pot, preparing to enjoy a lunch.

Why did he suddenly disappear?

Could it be that we were attacked by other monsters in the short time we arrived?

But what about the traces of battle?

In addition to these unusual sights, I also found more than a dozen small knives, small bucklers, and even a ghost-headed staff scattered in the Sinking Demon Camp.

What on earth could make the Sinking Demon and the Sinking Demon Wizard throw the guy who was eating here?

Until the end, I still didn't understand it. I just felt that this practical investigation trip was about to turn into a small theater of suspense detectives.

We can't go on like this. It seems we can only go to the outside of the encirclement. We should be able to detect traces of monsters there.

I gritted my teeth and made up my mind.

Looking at the map, I recalled Xiaoxue and rode towards the nearest monster encirclement.

I:"……"

Beansa: "..."

"Beansa, what do you think?"

Looking at the empty grassland, I was silent for a long time before I said a word.

"Beansa, I don't think so." Beansa shook her two beautiful black ponytails to show that she had no opinion.

It seems that it is a bit difficult to expect the idiot junior sister to cooperate in making high-end complaints like "Senior brother, there must be something fishy about this matter."

"Why are there no monsters?" I took out the map again and compared it.

According to the map, where I am standing is already a gathering place surrounded by monsters.

I went around and around, but couldn't find a single monster.

If I hadn't checked the map and confirmed that the location was correct, I might even have had an extremely absurd reason in my mind that couldn't possibly exist in this world - Could it be that I got lost and took a wrong turn?

To be honest, now I even want to go to Andariel's lair.

As the sun set, I returned to the camp with Beansa with dejected steps.

Maybe God saw that I was miserable enough and made some compensation. At the entrance of the camp, we met Yilanya, which saved us the trouble of carrying Beansha with us.

I just noticed now that it is easy to get out of the camp, but it is very difficult to enter the camp. If Yilanya didn't know my identity, I would never have been able to enter easily with an unidentified Beansa.

This makes sense. If getting in is as easy as when we came out, what if the Four Demon Kings disguise themselves and sneak into the camp? You think so, hahaha.

Speaking of this, I really admire the hairy-legged fairy, and I don't know what tricks he used to avoid the numerous guards in the camp and take Beansa inside without anyone noticing.

"My little brother... after sending Beansa back to the hotel, not long after leaving, a familiar shout came from far away.

I just had time to turn around and look in the direction of the sound, when I saw a lightning-fast figure rushing up to me and swooping down at me.

What the hell!
To be continued...