The natural deep-water port does not have any docks or large buildings. It looks like a wild corner of the mainland. However, the magic messenger who searched around found a ruin of a building for the people on the Requiem.
Mao Jing motioned Heather to stay on the ship. Although she had never felt any strange aura, the goblin's reaction was unusual. In addition to being able to communicate with living beings without any barriers, this brand new race may also possess powers they had never known existed.
Gardner directed the sailors to quickly overhaul the Requiem, and asked one or two multilingual sailors to follow the magic messenger around, hoping to obtain some location information - they had been walking with the storm for nearly two days, and now they
It has seriously deviated from the initial route.
The ruins found by Maojing's messenger were very close to the natural deep-water port. They were not large in scale. The emerald green treehouse shape decorated with vines and flowers could confirm that the owners of the ruins were a group of forest elves. The root system supporting the treehouse structure had not withered.
, but the cozy huts of the forest spirits fell everywhere, and many of them seemed to have been smashed by huge force, and the flying wood chips were inserted diagonally into the surrounding ground.
In some flowerbeds that have not been affected, the carefully cultivated and neatly arranged flowers are still working hard to bloom with beautiful colors before the arrival of winter, but more of them are already swirling in the bleak autumn wind and flying into the air.
"Did a storm just plow this place? It's a mess." Gardner, who followed, looked at the mess on this place and was a little surprised.
"It might be worse than the storm." Mao Jing found black blood stains under the fallen tree house, "It should have been three to four days ago."
After roughly estimating the number of treehouses on site, and considering the large number of single elves, Mao Jing estimated that there were at least 150 forest elves here at the time of the incident.
"Natural disasters are merciless." Gardner lamented.
Mao Jing spat out a ball of light mist, and messy black marks immediately appeared on the ground, as if someone was waving an ink-stained mop on the ground: "I hope they encountered a natural disaster."
Gardner's eyes widened: "What is this?"
"Blood, I don't think such a large amount of bleeding is a natural disaster."
"You mean, there was a massacre here not long ago?"
Considering that the goblin was holding his hair and shaking constantly, Mao Jing nodded: "It's just that I'm not sure why he had to clean up the blood stains so cleanly... some kind of special ritual?"
Gardner couldn't help but shudder as he looked around at the collapsed treehouse, messy flowerbeds, and a wisp of "darkness" that was revealed by the light mist and extended into the distance.
Good news came from the Requiem. Although the array's load-bearing operation was damaged, it was not fatal. It only needed to carry some wood on board and reinforce some areas that were not strong due to the storm before it could set off again.
"Fortunately, although I don't know what happened here, we can set off again in two days at most." Gardner breathed a sigh of relief, "By the way, since you come from a distant continent, do you know Noel?
"
Mao Jing, who was still studying the blood stains, stumbled and almost fell.
She turned around in disbelief and asked, "I do know a guy named Noel, but maybe he has the same name."
"Oh, the Noel I'm talking about has something to do with fabrics and clothing."
Asking around in Anfeng City if anyone knew about Meira and Collet, everyone knew nothing. As a result, Gardner, the captain of the Requiem, suddenly mentioned this familiar name... Mao Jing's head was buzzing.
, she must hold her forehead and rub it carefully.
"Where did you know him?"
"Oh, I heard a discussion among a group of big businessmen returning from the Trade Continent some time ago. They said that both Collet and Durdelan have their 'masterpieces', and they are extremely popular among magicians and nobles. Even imitations can make
Ordinary people are rushing to follow suit, and there are even adventurers who don’t need thick armor, but also show themselves wearing Noel-style clothes. The stupid trend appears..." Gardner clicked his tongue, "Although it feels like this group of people are just cheating.
Other ocean captains invest, but I always want to confirm it myself.”
Mao Jing had a headache. Is this world abnormal after the magic wave broke out? It would actually be crazy about Noel's fancy clothes...
Gardner didn't dare to follow Mao Jing anymore. Ever since he knew that he was stepping on a pool of blood, he suddenly felt particularly unlucky.
People who travel by sea always have many taboos.
The black mark passed through a small forest and disappeared without a trace in the open area. A clearly visible silhouette of a winged man on the ground was particularly conspicuous.
The light mist of Cat Thorn can only show traces of blood, and can make the butterfly wings of elves stained with blood and leave traces...
"Listen, you should be able to feel that I am strong enough to protect you." Mao Jing took the fairy out of her hair and gently pressed her head with his fingers, "Tell me, what do you feel?
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"A friend...a friend like me...has disappeared."
"The smell... makes me want to vomit."
Mao Jing was puzzled: "Your friend is a forest elf?"
The goblin shook his head, hesitated for a moment, and pointed the direction for Mao Jing.
Leaving behind the magic messenger, Mao Jing continued to follow, and in a dense forest not too far from the ruins, she found a mini tree house community.
However, it suffered the same fate as the ruins on the shore. It was as if the ground had been plowed by a giant giant, leaving deep pits. Only some of the exquisitely shaped mini-buildings remained that had not been destroyed in the attack.
Got a glimpse of it.
The goblin floated in the air, pointed at the ground, and cried: "Friend, we are gone."
Mao Jing quickly realized that this was a community where goblins lived, and there were quite a few of them. There were at least one to two hundred goblins living there.
The settlement location is close to the address of the elves, which seems to indicate that the relationship between the two groups is good and there is likely to be a symbiotic relationship.
A sudden attack by other races and a war launched?
The crying goblin froze and hid in the cat's hair again, and there were rapid footsteps in the distant jungle.
The leading elf was wearing silver-white armor and had an extraordinary bearing. The team of dozens of elves formed a well-trained attack formation the moment they noticed the presence of Mao Jing.
"Sura's goblins are gone too!"
"This is already the fifth one"
"Snake people, are all this done by snake people?"
Fortunately, Mao Jing happened to understand their language. She immediately explained: "I have just arrived here. The magic aura proves that the battle has happened long ago and has nothing to do with me."
The leading male elf said coldly: "Human scholars once said that those who commit evil deeds will always be unable to help but return to the scene to admire their masterpieces. Your explanation is feeble."
"It turns out that this is not a crime pattern that only Laurent can summarize." Mao Jing thought to himself, feeling inexplicably unhappy.
The ground suddenly trembled, and as soon as the word "earthquake" appeared in Mao Jing's mind, the fearful cry of the goblin hidden in her hair came into her mind.
"The scary thing is coming."
"coming……"
"It's underground!"
Mao Jing's inner alarm bells rang loudly. Her magic power could not sense the strangeness mentioned by the goblin at all. Her perception penetrated the ground but was blocked by the thick earth and the magic power rising from the earth's veins.
A huge dark red sphere broke out of the ground, pressing all the elves under it at a speed that was not suitable for the body. It rotated at high speed like a drill. In an instant, a dozen forest elves who could not dodge became "fertilizer" thrown around.
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The bloody scene and everything that happened without warning left many forest spirits stunned.
"This guy..." Mao Jing frowned.
The dark red sphere cannot be called a living thing at all. There are more than a dozen forest elves and dozens of goblins adsorbed on the surface of its body, much like a barbarian who carries the bones of the defeated as trophies.
It has no facial features, just like a piece of rotten stinky meat with a soul. Every part of its body emits a shocking stench. Just for a while, the eyes of many forest spirits were so irritated that they could not open their eyes.
The highly corrupted body was constantly dripping with black mucus, and crooked lines were drawn around the body. As it swung flexibly, the mucus splashed on a group of forest elves who wanted to confront it head-on, immediately causing these elves to confront it.
The shields of a group of careless elves were melted through, and before Catthorn had time to rescue them, they were pressed into a ball of flesh by the huge tentacles extending from the center line of the spherical body.
Seeing it eating the flesh and blood scattered on the ground as if no one was watching, and watching him slowly repairing the flesh and blood that had been chipped away by the combined attacks of the elves, Mao Jing thought of something. She immediately released the messenger to extend the sensing distance, but wherever the magic power reached, it could not reach it.
Find the traces of the Summoner.
Feeling the vague sense of ambiguity revealed by the magic power of this "monster", Mao Jing suppressed his nausea and flew around the big ball of flesh and blood, and found the magic pattern near his belly button - a godless man with eyes.
The bald elf summoner lowered his head and was fused with the flesh ball in a tortured posture.
"Another glutton?"
To deal with this kind of summoned object that backfires on the summoner, as long as the "core" that maintains its existence is defeated, the ritual will wipe it out.
Mao Jinggao held up the dazzling light spear, aimed at the position of the bald summoner, and charged up.
The godless eyes suddenly regained their clarity, and the tortured bald summoner suddenly raised his head.
Looking at each other, Mao Jing was stunned, and for a moment he forgot to throw this fatal blow.
What made her even more horrified continued. The bald summoner easily escaped from the meat ball. The flesh and blood peeled off like sticky glue. He easily stood on the tentacles extending from the meat ball. Wrapped in it
The Summoner's tentacles, like the umbilical cord, touched his body lightly, but quickly retracted it, as if to retain it, but were afraid of overstepping the bounds and were extremely humble.
"The breath of the eighth level..."
The bald summoner took out a scroll from the inside of sticky clothes and activated it without hesitation.
Maojing's reaction was quick. As soon as the opponent made a move to pull out the scroll, the wind blade formed by the concentrated magic power quickly slashed across the bald summoner's dominant hand.
"Ugh!!!!"
Amid the heart-rending howl, the bald summoner's three fingers on his right hand were cut off to a large extent, and he was bleeding profusely. However, his will was extremely tenacious and he did not let this episode affect the activation of the scroll.
A strong wind blew up, dust flew, and a flash of yellow blocked the cat and the summoner. She could only see the huge flesh ball looming behind the dust.
"Don't even think about running away!"
The huge flesh ball transformed into a copper wall and stood in front of Mao Jing. The blood-red mist it exhaled covered the route Mao Jing was going to take, and the perception of magic was also blocked.
As the meat ball approached without fear of death and self-destructed, Mao Jing heard the wailing and praying of the surviving elves... Unable to ignore it, she fell to the ground, and all her magic power condensed into a shield of light, layer upon layer of light walls.
Haunting every surviving spirit.
The moment she completed her preparations, the earth shook and the mountains shook, and the escaped magic swept across the surrounding forest. The trees could not bear the terrifying power and fell down like wheat.
A crater three meters deep was formed in the center of the explosion, and the soil that was thrown into the sky fell with a crackling sound, causing weak ripples to appear on the dimmed light shelter like hailstones.
The elves who had narrowly escaped death looked at each other. Regardless of their injuries, they knelt on the ground, grateful for Maojing's risklessness and kindness.
Maojing had no time to reply to them. She quickly checked the released magic messenger, hoping that the bald summoner who fled in a hurry could not find this little tail.
But she was disappointed. The magic messenger was eliminated by the other party as expected.
The bald summoner was able to activate the most rational escape plan with the highest success rate at the moment when he saw that the situation was not good, and successfully succeeded. He had surpassed the vast majority of people who did not know how to judge the situation. At that moment, as long as he was lucky and thought he could
Even if he fights against each other, he may not be able to escape unscathed.
The goblin looked anxiously at the pale Cat Jing, touched her slightly cold face, held her neck, and supplied her with weak magic power.
Mao Jing's heart felt warm for no reason. After leaving Meira, there weren't many things that could make her smile.
"Don't worry, I'm fine, it's just that my magic power is overdrawn... My body is very cold? Please, I'm a snake-man. Although I'm mixed with humans, my body temperature still can't be raised. You don't know much about terrestrial species.
"Mao Jing teased.
Heather hurried over with people from the Knights of the Stars. She saw Mao Jing sitting tiredly under the tree and resting, while a group of elves stood beside him helplessly. She quickly stepped forward and asked: "What happened, has anything to do with these elves?"
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Mao Jing covered his still stuffy chest and waved his hand: "It has nothing to do with them... the matter is very complicated... We need to return to Meira as soon as possible and tell Lu Yu what is happening... I always feel that he is responsible
The power created is turning into a thorny curse."
The gluttonous insects simply counterattack the summoner, seeking the opportunity to become a life of flesh and blood.
As for the bald summoner who fought against her, his approach was more like actively merging with the flesh and blood summons, and using some of the power of the flesh and blood summons to complete the amplification and strengthening of himself... Mao Jing could not understand, but if this continued, sooner or later
It will evolve into a new natural disaster that can be called a "disaster of flesh and blood".
"I hope you have the ability to restrain the demon you unleashed..." ()