The Natural Empire of the Oceanic Dragon

The energy of the magic array was still a little bit left. Atilan could only control the water element to create a large number of water arrows to shoot at the plague crows, while creating white mist to obscure the line of sight and cover up the aura.

Fortunately, when the Bearman taught him how to use life to control and conceal his aura, he listened very carefully and practiced it every day.

After fighting these monsters for so long, he had a good understanding of their life auras, and he could barely imitate about 50% of the similar life aura.

At least it could fool these stupid low-level monsters.

As expected, Atilan, who created dense weeds and vines to hide himself in the forest, lured the plague crows away with the substitute he made with crystal stones and natural crystal stones.

It's just that the substitute made with crystal stones could only last for a short time, and the flying speed was not fast enough. It would be destroyed quickly after being caught up by the plague crows.

In such a short time, it was good enough for him to create a substitute. He couldn't ask too much of the substitute's quality.

Fortunately, he had learned how to make puppets with vines and energy crystals, otherwise he would have to resist it himself. How could he be as comfortable as he was now, lying in the grass and absorbing natural magic to recover?

He had checked the natural magic of the forest and confirmed that it was not polluted by the power of the demons. Even so, he still filtered it with the purification power in his lightning breath before absorbing it into his body to replenish his magic power.

Atilan didn't know whether he should fight a positional war with the contaminated creatures now, or a guerrilla war would be better. In a positional war, he could make full use of the magic power in the environment.

In a guerrilla war, he didn't have to worry about being surrounded by monsters.

Old Tree Head, you must give me another hundred Life Acorns to compensate for my damaged soul after I go back this time.

Atilan found that after he started mobilizing natural magic, the monsters wandering around began to increase. After he stopped mobilizing magic, these monsters didn't leave immediately.

In short, this group of monsters had a very strong sense of the fluctuations of natural magic, as if they were specially designed magic beast soldiers targeting Druids.

Atilan knew that behind the pollution of the Emerald Dream, there must be a huge conspiracy hidden. Although the Bearman and the Old Urchin didn't explain how the Emerald Dream came about.

But Atilan could be sure that the Emerald Dream must be a crystallization of wisdom carefully created by a Druid with lofty aspirations, the purpose of which was to cultivate more excellent Druids!

At the same time, the Emerald Dream could allow the Druids of the entire world to connect into a whole through this platform, instead of being scattered into large and small Druid gatherings as they once were.

Atilan couldn't maintain this distorted life form forever. Even dragons would feel great pressure. He decided to maintain his disguise first and find a suitable place.

Copying the operation in the lake just now, maybe it was just too far away from the Druid's defense line. As long as he moved in the direction where the distribution of monsters decreased, he could definitely find the Druid's camp.

In order to reduce the target, Atilan could only give up flying in the sky.

Low-level monsters could be deceived by his simple disguise, but high-level contaminated creatures definitely wouldn't. The Old Urchin said that there were many monsters transformed from Druids in the Emerald Dream.

They were only distorted by the power of the demons, which didn't mean they had become fools. If an ocean dragon suddenly appeared, Atilan believed that this group of contaminated Druids would be happy to contaminate him as well.

Even running on the ground, Atilan's speed was not slow. At this moment, he seemed to understand why the Bearman didn't let him only be a spell dragon.

Using spells would only attract more monsters to surround him, but it was not easy to kill these monsters with physical attacks. If he didn't master advanced close combat skills.

Then it would be easy to be contaminated by monsters.

Something was wrong. Atilan ran for an hour, at least dozens of kilometers. Not to mention Druids, he didn't even see a single ordinary natural spirit.

"When I was first pulled into the Emerald Dream, I was still flustered, not because I was pulled in, but because of the Oak Guard's questioning of me for not helping."

"It was because of his questioning that I ignored the means of pulling people into the Emerald Dream. The Oak Guard could not possibly do it!"

Atilan sneered and continued:

"The Oak Guard can learn some simple spells related to plants, but spells like bringing people into the Emerald Dream, I don't think even the Ancient Tree of Life can do it."

"Not to mention a mere Oak Guard, so there is only one truth, that is, you, Master, are manipulating everything behind the scenes. You pulled me into the Emerald Dream, pretended to be the Oak Guard, and directed and acted out this scene yourself."

However, the Bearman didn't appear. Instead, demon wolves and plague crows appeared one after another and surrounded Atilan in the center.

"Master, I'm still using disguise. Suddenly so many monsters appeared, preparing to attack me. Aren't you exposing yourself?"

A man in black walked out of the forest.

"Who is your master? Are you mistaken? But it seems pretty good to have an ocean dragon as a disciple. I've decided, after you are transformed, I will personally accept you as a disciple!"

"I was wondering which skilled Druid dared to go deep into my territory. I didn't expect to find a rare ocean dragon. It looks like it's not yet an adult, which is really tempting."

"You killed so many of my pets, so just compensate me with yourself! Go!"

With a wave of the man in black's hand, dense demon wolves and plague crows pounced on Atilan.

Atilan frowned. Could it be that he really guessed wrong?

No way. He only didn't help the Oak Guard upgrade. He wouldn't lose his mind and send himself to the dangerous contaminated area of the Emerald Dream, right?

Now was not the time to think about the problem. Since he was still found by the contaminated Druid, then he had to take off.

With a mouthful of acid mist, Atilan took advantage of the contaminated Druid being obscured and threw out his second disguised substitute, while he quickly ascended, creating heavy rain and mist to cover up his and the substitute's whereabouts.

It's just that he hid his aura, but the substitute didn't.

Atilan ascended straight up. He planned to compete with the contaminated Druid to see who had a stronger physique!

He didn't believe that flying in the turbulent currents of the high altitude would not shake off this group of monsters and the contaminated Druid.

If he could be lucky enough to go back, he would definitely chop the Oak Guard into firewood!

The contaminated Druid turned into a huge owl, quickly tearing the substitute into pieces, while Atilan, who watched all this, stopped running away.

The owl pounced on him, but Atilan said indifferently:

"Master, aren't you tired of playing such a big show?"

"Are you planning to be my disciple so soon?"

Atilan said mockingly:

"Master, you may have forgotten that you are not good at aerial combat. Just now, the owl tore my substitute apart with its claws, but your attack movements were a bit awkward."

"This is because you don't often use Druid transformations, especially flying animals. You may be a little familiar with tigers and brown bears, but forget about owls."

"In fact, with Eagle King's talent, if there is a suitable teacher to guide him, his Storm Eagle form must have been developed to the next stage."

"And your proficiency in the power of wind and thunder is naturally Eagle King's best guiding teacher, but you didn't give Eagle King too much guidance on form development."

"You only guided him on the use of the power of wind and thunder. At that time, I knew that you were not good at the owl form! So Eagle King can only explore on his own."

"And you just had an even bigger flaw. If you saw through the disguise of the substitute, then you shouldn't have broken the substitute. If you didn't see through it, your expression just now shouldn't have been so calm."

"You should have looked a little frustrated."

Atilan waved his hand confidently.

"Stop pretending, you are my master, the Bearman Gai'er Gai! Legendary Druid! Guardian of Nature!"

The man in black's body trembled.

"I didn't expect you to see through it. You are indeed a very smart little dragon."

Watching the man in black turn into the Bearman, Atilan breathed a sigh of relief. He had just gambled a bit, but fortunately he won.

How could it be that he had just suspected that everything was arranged by the Bearman, and then a contaminated Druid just happened to run over with a large group of monsters.

It was obvious that this was the Bearman's disguise!

But Atilan was still not sure and could only continue to act, while looking for more flaws in the Bearman. He was also afraid that this was really a contaminated Druid.

But just now, the owl's action of destroying the substitute with its claws was the same as the awkward way the Bearman once demonstrated to Eagle King how the owl used the power of wind and thunder to gather on its claws to attack.

It was exactly the same action, who else could it be but the Bearman.

"Master, why did you do this? Don't you know how much psychological pressure I've been under for the past half day? The whole dragon was about to collapse. I thought the Oak Guard was really going to kill me."

"My fragile little heart can't stand such a terrible scene."

The Bearman didn't speak, just looked coldly at Atilan's performance.

"Master, you have to compensate my injured little heart."

The Bearman sneered and said:

"Your heart is very injured. It seems that the training I usually give you is not good. I didn't temper your will. It seems that the training needs to be more intense."

Atilan immediately smiled sheepishly.

"Actually, it's not that exaggerated. Just now, my heart may have been nervously shattered into several pieces, but now they have stuck together again on their own. I'm fine now."

"Hehe... Master, let's go back first. This place always gives me a bad feeling. Where exactly is this place?"

The Bearman looked at the ground under his feet with firm eyes and said:

"This is the Emerald Dream, the contaminated Emerald Dream!"