Chapter 781

Along the coast and on the docks, all the busy Elven fishermen looked up at the dark sky.

Above the sky, the orange sun, which has just risen, has been obscured by the converging clouds. Countless water vapor clouds condense from all directions to the place where the shadow emerges. You can hear the deep and grand sound reverberating over the whole world.

"What is this?"

However, in the face of the sudden pressure on the sky, although the deer crown spirit was shocked, his tone was still gentle. He frowned and said in a low voice: "it's a bit like a big crab..."

In contrast, he was just surprised and puzzled. He didn't seem to understand the meaning behind this scene. He should just regard it as a deer crown spirit with a similar celestial phenomenon to the solar eclipse, Priestley was crying out, "bad.".

——This, this is obviously the group of Octopus fungi found!

How can it be so fast?! Dammit, if they break through the world barrier, we can't find a place to hide at all... Are we going to seek shelter at the accrafah hub?!

The continuous thunder reverberated at the top of the sky. At the beginning, Prester was still very nervous and tried to figure out how to deal with it. But soon, he found that no matter how hard the crab claw bombarded, the sky was still stable without any change and bending.

After a period of time, it seems that the barrier of the world can't be broken, so the crab claws left.

"Ah, this kind of thing often happens, don't be too surprised, your human life is short, maybe you have lost this knowledge."

The deer crown elves noticed the face of Prester and said, "similar things have happened twice in my life. One time, more than 120 years ago, a virtual image like a whale appeared in the sky and hit the dome desperately. The second time, more than 50 years ago, it was a tiny virtual image like a group of small fish, They all hit each other for a long time, but they didn't succeed. "

He noticed that Prester's eyes widened and he looked at himself with astonished eyes. The deer crown elves doubtfully straightened the deer crown on his head and said, "this is just my memory. In the memory of the mother tree, there are more similar things, so I'm not very surprised. I just wonder why it has become a crab claw this time... Is it true that, as our ancestors said, beyond the sky, there is a boundless "sea of void"? There's plenty of seafood. "

The elves who were fishing and hunting around also found the vision in the sky, but most of the elves went back to work after giving some advice to the sky. As they said with the deer crown elves, this scene was not new to them.

"Unfortunately, we don't know the ecology of the world at all, and we don't know what kind of environment these elves live in... And the shell of the world is too strong, right? According to the spirit's words, it is clear that there have been several attempts of the void giants to invade, but they have failed to come back! "

Priestley now finds out that he and his teammates may have made a big mistake.

That is to bring the image of mccroff's elves into the "unknown world" of these elves.

Although they look very similar, in essence, they are not the same race at all - whether it is customs, world outlook, or the essence of life, they have been separated for a long time without knowing how long they have evolved.

Thinking of this, Prester immediately made up his mind to take this opportunity to ask them some common customs.

"You ask about our past? To tell you the truth, I don't remember much if I didn't connect the mother tree. "

After hearing Prester's question, the deer crown spirit took him to walk slowly along the coconut forest on the coast, and said with a little hoarse tone: "in fact, there is nothing to say. The first ancestors planted the mother tree of life in the center of our home, and then died of alien disease, With the protection of our mother tree and the unity of mind, we have multiplied generation after generation in this land until now. "

"It's really a good place. There are coconuts by the sea. There are many berries, shrubs and fruit trees in the forest. There are a lot of herds. We have almost no enemies except for alien diseases and occasional alien demons."

"So, the deer crown elves picked up two coconut nuts, about three fists, from the sand along the coast, and handed them to prist, and he whispered," it is our history that generations have thrived and lived here peacefully. "

Priestly silently poked two holes in the coconut with his fingers, and then took a drink.

Coconut juice taste lighter, but very fragrant, very refreshing, pure pollution-free, high quality.

As you can see, many Elven fishermen who are tired of fishing just pick up one or two coconuts on the beach. After a short rest, they start to work again.The elves' boats can only take two or three people, at most ten meters long. This kind of boat can only travel in rivers and lakes, even in the coastal areas. It is very dangerous and can't catch fish at all. But most of the elves have a little extraordinary power. With the stability of magic, they can not only move freely in the coastal areas, but also occasionally go to the deep sea to induce fish.

As fish and seafood are not staple food, the consumption of two or three thousand elves is not as fast as the natural recovery of this sea area. Many fishermen have just worked for an hour or two, and then they have caught the food of the whole family in the next week or two - most of which will be made into dried fish for winter storage.

Some fishermen have begun to bask in the sun leisurely.

"... how long have you been living like this?"

Putting the coconut shell aside under the tree, prest asked softly, "hundreds of years, or..."

"At least one or two thousand years. Maybe longer. "

The Luguan spirit didn't seem to care. He replied casually, "the five generation leaders before me have done very well. The only one I am better than them is probably living longer."

"No, I mean, haven't you ever thought about changing?"

Prester stopped. He looked up at the sky where the clouds had not completely dispersed. Then he looked down at the quiet sea. He thought of many things... The hometown of the southern fortress, the hometown of the Dragon beast, the relatives and neighbors who were devoured by the Dragon beast, and more, McCullough is an ordinary person who is still struggling to survive.

The young soldier saw the traces of chaos erosion on the arms of the deer crown elves again. He thought of the long shadow on sur's back. Prester clenched his fists and said in a somewhat repressive voice, "you have encountered so many sudden visions, as well as chaos... Alien diseases and alien demons. Don't you want to develop technology to solve these problems?"

"You have such a rich home! Such a peaceful environment! Even if the world is a little strange, it's 2000 years a year. How can you still be like this? Aren't you afraid to die, and don't you want to live longer? "

The crowns didn't understand why prest was getting a little excited.

He just as always, very insipid, very calm said: "technology? What's that? If it's like your armor, we really want it, so we are willing to pay for it. "

As for other problems, just follow the steps handed down by our ancestors. "

The deer crown spirit slowly buried the coconut shell in the sand, and then got up and said, "the mother tree has all the knowledge we need. After you teach us how to forge iron, we will store it in the mother tree. And death is not terrible. It's just a new branch of the mother tree to shelter those who are still alive. "

The elfin turned his head and looked at Prester.

This is the first time that Prester has observed the face of the leader of the "watcher tribe" in a serious, comprehensive and meticulous way.

This is a face a little old, not like a one or two hundred year old young elf. His appearance is as neutral as all the elves, but his dark green long hair has begun to turn black and yellow at the root, which proves that the elves' life is coming to an end. His eyes are turbid, and his mouth is tight, which makes him look serious.

The most conspicuous is the eyes of the deer crown elves. He is now looking at Prester, but his eyes are not fixed. His two eyes even rotate slightly in different directions. His pupils are white, and the magic light flickers, which makes his eyes not only dull, but also strange.

"Maybe we forgot to talk to you."

In the face of Prester, who seems to be ready to leave at any time with an obvious look of vigilance, the Luguan spirit is gentle, not hostile, tolerant and indifferent smile: "the spirit of our watcher tribe is linked together through the mother tree. We all know your every move and your attitude towards our people. You are gentle, you communicate well, you behave properly, you have rules, and you know good and evil. Therefore, the viewers think that you are indeed trustworthy human beings, not exotic demons. "

"... what?"

This time, prest was real, and felt incredible from the bottom of his heart. He exclaimed: "are you... Spiritual connection?"

To tell you the truth, he did hear that the elves did have this ability long ago, but after the father of nature ascended to God, that is, after the birth of the real elves and elves, the most ancient spiritual power disappeared in history.

How can these alien elves retain such power?!In the face of Priestly who seems to be in deep thought, the deer crown elf grins and doesn't speak.

When Prester calmed down, he immediately thought of something. He frowned and said, "so, Sue, is she also a part of me who came to test my attitude?"

"No

At this point, the voice of the deer crown elves suddenly became a little cold. His eyes narrowed slightly, and he continued, "Sur is my daughter... She's born with defects. I don't know about her conversation with you. It's not a part of testing your attitude. "

The originally fluent words of the Luguan elves suddenly became a little astringent, stuttering, and their eyes became indifferent. After a long time, his tone returned to normal: "we can feel the thoughts of each compatriot through the mother tree, and our feelings are transmitted and connected with each other, so there will be no contradiction in our group. In fact, everyone is a family, sharing all the joys and sorrows. Even alien diseases are the same

"But Sur is different. She is naturally isolated from the mother tree, unable to connect the knowledge stored in the mother tree, so it takes a long time for us to teach little by little to learn the common sense within the family. And because of this, she always went out to see the meaningless places that her ancestors had been to. She always inexplicably wants to go far away to see some meaningless things. She is totally different in the clan. "

"And because of this, without everyone's share, sur was seriously eroded by alien disease."

At this point, the elfin looked at prest and said calmly, "just like those people who disappeared hundreds of years ago. It is impossible for us to resist alien diseases by our own will without connecting with the existence of spirit. Our ancestors once invited human beings to join our spirit, but they were unwilling to say that there would be no future, but they have disappeared, and we are still alive. "

"Son of the plain, if you are willing to connect with us in spirit, then you are our compatriots, not just our current cooperators, and we will do our best to help you."

"No, thank you. Goodbye."

Prester quickly waved his hand. He shook his head and refused the offer. It didn't seem to be unexpected. He just nodded and took the topic.

They had left the coast and began to walk back along the forest road.

"... Hoo."

Because in a short period of time, knowing too much unexpected news, Prester couldn't help rubbing his temple. After calming down for a while, he said, "alien disease, let's call it that. As far as I know, although alien diseases can indeed resist erosion through the spirit of the people in a short time, in the final analysis, the erosion is irreversible. As time goes on, alien diseases will accumulate in the spirit of the whole group and cause more serious outbreaks. How do you solve this problem

As a matter of fact, the spirit of collective link still has a large number of users not long ago in the mainland of mcrove. Xishan's psychic is the most famous one.

With the advent of the magic tide and the rapid development of the world's extraordinary power and technology, Xishan's psychics have also developed a unique ability of spiritual connection. They combine the spirits of several or even dozens of people into one through some kind of psionic method or a special magic center, and then fight.

This skill is very effective. With the spirit of unity, everyone's casting speed and combat duration have increased by 30%. They also have strong resistance to chaos erosion, and even have certain self purification ability. If it is a slight chaos erosion and spiritual pollution, they will be thoroughly purified quickly.

But as he said with Prester, this kind of combination is nothing more than slowing down the speed of chaos erosion. Apart from the top holy light of the Church of seven gods, the unique techniques of legends and the power of order held by sages, there is basically no power to resist the erosion of chaos. It may not be obvious at first, but gradually, the whole psionic Union will be corrupted and become the carrier of chaos.

The alien elves have suffered the erosion of chaos for a long time. The spirit of connection should have been corrupted, but they still exist, and live well and harmoniously. This is very inconceivable, so Prester wants to know the reason behind it.

"It's very simple. It depends on sacrifice."

Different from Prester's idea, the deer crown Spirit said the secret without hesitation: "we can greatly alleviate the erosion of alien diseases by sacrificing to the holy mountain."

Later, the deer crown elves told the secret of why their family could survive in chaos for so long.

"Alien disease is a kind of strange disease that spreads both physically and mentally. Every elf will have some disease roots more or less, which can not be expelled. However, with the power of mother tree, we can pass on most people's excessive alien diseases to some powerful people who can carry enough alien diseases."At this point, the antler elves laughed and said, "for example, I can bear the alien diseases of hundreds of people, and I won't turn into alien demons for the time being."

"And then?"

Priestly asked.

"Then, go to the sacred mountain."

The deer crown spirit raised his head and motioned Prester to look in the direction of akrafah's space-time hub. He said calmly: "the sacred mountain has a kind of power, which can completely and thoroughly purify all alien diseases, so that these redundant alien diseases will not flow back into the mother tree after the carrier's death. Every one or two hundred years, we will choose ten strong people who can bear alien diseases and go to the holy mountain to pray to our ancestors. "

No, wait, no, it's not a sacrifice at all!

It's not purification at all... It's death.

Spit out a breath, Prester looks at the deer crown spirit with a complicated look. Others don't know. How can he not understand that he was almost burned to ashes by the accrafah hub before?

The so-called purification is to smash the body and soul into nothingness with the extremely powerful magic light flow?! What return to the mother tree, impossible! If you are shot by that level of magic light flow, even the intensely strong will be seriously injured and dying!

But these elves did it without fear - after one or two hundred years, they sent the most powerful elites to purify, and the rest of them continued to live a peaceful, leisurely life without any improvement or change.

They connect the spirit of each other, everyone can feel each other's emotions and thoughts, no suspicion, no jealousy, no quarrel, no competition. The elves only need to work for one day to have a week's rest. They live in suitable tropical areas and in caves with warm winter and cool summer. It's perfect. For a civilization just beginning to develop, it's too perfect and too busy. It's a realm that the elves of mccrolfe have never reached.

Even when they see the metal armor of the elite team, they don't want to "study it by themselves". Instead, they prefer to exchange it with the price and put it in the mother tree for collection, just like squirrels collect food.

They share their joys, sorrows, sorrows and knowledge. The technology left by their ancestors can make them live a happy and safe life, so that these elves even have no motivation to make progress and no reason to explore far away.

I envy you so much.

It's pathetic.

And while prest was talking to the crowns.

Beyond the world, there is no end of emptiness.

The giant hermit crab shaped void beast, carrying a semicircular star world, roams slowly in the void.

"Great Khan, the fourth giant beast, found a strange world in the dark star field. He wanted to pry open a dead world and add some material, but found that the barriers of that world were too strong to imagine, and he could not leave any trace with all his strength."

At the bottom of the beehive City, the black crustacean Octopus fungus respectfully reports to a twisted spiritual void: "what's your instruction?"

"... stay away from that world. Next time you meet this special world, don't touch everything."

After waiting for a long time, the spiritual void slowly sent some messages: "here is the Lost Star River, the solid world you said, maybe it is the sealed world of ancient demons. Fortunately, it has not been broken. If it is broken, it will not be a good thing waiting for us. "

"But the subjects need food... We've crossed a long material vacuum, and both the beast and the subjects are starving..."

The black crustacean Octopus fungus, still motionless, maintained a "respectful" posture and whispered: "Great Khan..."

"Well."

Then there was a long silence, and then there was an almost balderdash echo: "except for the... Abnormal, world... Let go of eating, whether it's alive or dead, all eat clean... We've endured too long, we have to wait before the hunters come, Store as much food as possible... "

"This is far from our end, we still have a long way to go... To graze, kumosinda, my first king of the empty world, to graze the stars, to make our world... Fatter..."

The sound disappeared.

The black star anise did not move.

Dozens of minutes later, after confirming that the sound completely disappeared, it slowly got up and walked out of the white court.

"My Lord."

Outside the royal court, there was a team of gray star anise fungi elite waiting. After the leader team saw the black fungi, it immediately met them. It bent its limbs: "the instructions of the Great Khan are..."Kumoshinda was silent for a moment. After half a sound, he said in a heavy or happy voice: "eat. Let go of eating, my subjects, the supreme Khan has permitted us, and we will be able to vent our emotions to the fullest - to find the living and flesh world to graze, and let our world eat the flesh and blood! "

"This galaxy will be our brand new ranch."

At the same time, the void outside the world of mirov.

In some giant silver cocoon.

Joshua's will was in distress.

"A little magic, a little element, a little ether, stir... Tut, paste."

"Holy light, psionic power, and then apply a little power of order... Well, some scattered, add a little power of steel, and make do with it."

"Ah, the strength of steel is much stronger!"

"Boom!"

In the bright rudiment of the world, there are all kinds of extraordinary power brilliance, but with a silver brilliance suddenly magnified, a small explosion occurred inside the rudiment of the world.

Joshua, who is learning the creation techniques of the goblins and queens, has now managed to restore the world to its original shape. At this time, he deeply feels that the little ones are unreliable.

"I said, how did those damned little butterflies create the goblin land?"

Joshua's subjective will has been thinking about how to create a new world in the silver cocoon.

He is not ready to learn from the virtual beast, and use a grand self explosion to shape the world - the soldiers live happily and don't want to commit suicide at all. He wants to learn from the goblins, using the power of all kinds of steel and the power of elements, starting from the half plane, and gradually improving it into a complete world.

Of course, this process is very difficult, and it often leads to all kinds of explosions due to the uncoordinated power. In particular, Joshua wanted to create a more perfect world prototype than the goblin queens, so he added more extraordinary power elements than elements at the beginning.

It's really hard work.

At this time, Joshua sensed that his incarnation had come to the Wanjie sacrificial hall.

"Indeed, it's time to ask the will to govern about priests and them."

Joshua looked at the crystal of steel power, a complete prototype of the world, and then shook his head: "this, I'll do it later."

Even in order not to let the ruling will of Wanjie sacrifice hall go down, we can't directly ask questions such as world coordinates, but Joshua, who knows each other's way of thinking, knows how to communicate with this kind of artificial intelligence.

After all, he has an AI in his family, which he has been familiar with for so many years.

Thus, the great will emerged from the silver cocoon, followed the invisible track, and came to the direction of Wanjie sacrificial hall.

Hum.

In the Wanjie sacrificial hall, the human shaped Joshua just used the force of steel to condense his body, and then his eyes brightened and his prestige became even stronger.

"Radcliffe... Heir to the sage."

Aware of the coming of Joshua, the silver sun of Wanjie sacrifice hall also flickered slightly, and a grand voice rang out in the heart of the soldiers: "do you want to ask where your students are now? I'm sorry that I lost the database on this. "

But Joshua shook his head. "No, I'm not asking about that."

He said in his heart: "control will, I want you to tell me truthfully, how many years ago is the earliest data in your database that can be traced back now?"