Accompanied by the morning light and dew, I walked through the dense jungle. From time to time, early birds flew across the sky, but the insects flying around me made the wild boar a little annoyed. Looking towards Philinmore, who was talking about the elf village chief, I took a day with him.
The plan was based on Chen Di's good idea. The wild boar led three young men and a tour guide and continued running.
"Master," Luota did seem to be running effortlessly. Although her legs were very wet, her body was light and did not pose much of a burden. "If we continue at this speed, we will not reach Fillinmore."
It takes half a month, five or six days may be enough!”
"The sooner the better," Lin Yutian responded casually, but while running, he studied the running method of Luota. As a native earth-type monster, Lin Yutian was very depressed because he could not rely on the power of the earth.
You have to understand the working principle of this, so that you may be able to learn new skills. The skills are probably the type that continuously restore blood and mana, or can keep running and fighting without getting tired. Mana recovery? It seems that the wild boar does not
The limit on magic value and the use of skills only depend on the cooling time.
This is also a major advantage of being a wild monster.
The jungle where the Ghost Fire Tiger was found should belong to the high-level monster distribution area near Ancient Langfa. There are many spawn points for Warcraft monsters over level 40 around it, but the wild boars are not interested in them.
The best thing for him to do is to sharpen his sword and cut firewood. After finding the second-level main city, he can then find monsters to fight and upgrade. After all, the second-level main city has a broader space for development, unlike the third-level main city where there are only
Only high-level monsters can be found in a specific area. Lin Yutian has a long-term vision and does not just see the immediate benefits.
Of course, this is only a small part of the consideration; if you find the second-level main city, there will probably be a wave of players waiting for your harvest, which will make the upgrade faster.
I just pity the elites of those players. Especially the elites who chose Fillinmore. It is not easy to work hard to upgrade. At this time, they are regarded as crops for harvesting. They need to be raised and harvested...
In addition, there are more possibilities in the secondary main city. For example, the spring water that allows elves to awaken the power of their bloodline may not be the Wishing Spring water, but it probably has a similar effect. And as Planci said
It is said that a wider world represents more possibilities, and they can explore everywhere to find the body of the madman and ancient ruins.
The probability that Moli can return to him can be higher...
Olandra fell into a tense atmosphere early in the morning, because the city gate opened and a long motorcade slowly walked out. The elves did not launch an attack, but instead sent a team of several hundred people to greet them.
Even if there is some conspiracy hidden in the dark, they dare not attack this group of people on the surface, because His Royal Highness the Prince of the God of War Alliance is among this group of people. If they attack the convoy, it means that they will take the initiative to start a full-scale war with the God of War Alliance. This
It is inconsistent with the peace-loving image of the elves. Moreover, even if there is an attack, if the other party is confident enough to send an envoy, there will definitely be an escape plan.
No matter how he calculated it, His Highness the Elf Prince in the Elf Army could not take action against this group of people, and he still needed to receive these troops who were on a mission to the Bayer Empire.
"The battlefield is about to end?" A player stood on the city wall and muttered. "There is no reason. Why are we sending people to sue for peace when the fight has only started now?"
"No, it's probably not over. It's about to expand the scope."
"Hey, do you think this guy is stupid or not?" Uncle Hua pinched his mustache and watched the so-called prince leave the city. "The system will definitely not let the primary battlefield that was finally designed die easily. This prince is obviously
You are seeking death."
"Huh?" Yu Tian suddenly asked softly: "Isn't he just the man with the blue life-or-death love affair with Wen Wen? Should we remind him?"
"Don't get involved. This guy has turned into a white-eyed wolf now that he has risen to prominence," Uncle Hua analyzed seriously with his hands behind his back. "If you get involved now, it's just humiliating yourself. I'm afraid that even if the gentleness is still there, this Chen Shimei won't admit it."
"Uncle, how do you know he is Chen Shimei's? Why can't it be Liu Xiahui, who is still pregnant?"
The Swordsman of Destiny said quietly from the side: "That would be even worse."
"Haha. It looks like we can have two days of leisure," Uncle Hua said with emotion as he watched the convoy slowly drive into the elf camp, waving his hands to let his players disperse for the time being. Sure enough, the elves lined up outside the city began to withdraw their troops.
, I guess I don’t want to start a war at this point in time, so this so-called envoy still has some effect.
Players continue to perform daily tasks diligently. This kind of high-end NPC force confrontation has no direct relationship with them and only has some indirect impact.
"This is His Royal Highness Prince Nuoyan from the God of War Alliance," in the elf palace, a white-haired dwarf stated to the elf prince sitting on the seat. The latter stood up from his seat as if he had just seen Nuoyan standing below.
He stood up but did not take the initiative to greet him.
The orc guards behind Nuo Yan looked angry and were about to take a step forward, but they were stopped back without any trace by Nuo Yan raising his hand.
Nuo Yan raised his hand to straighten his collar, looked at the seat next to him, walked over naturally, and took the initiative to sit on the seat. The elf prince who was standing by himself couldn't help but look a little unhappy. The first confrontation was just between each other.
Don't owe each other.
Nuo Yan said calmly: "Now we are at the beginning of the war. I take the liberty to visit you and hope... I don't know what to call His Highness the Prince of the Elf Tribe?"
"You can call me by my name directly," the elf prince quickly restored his gentle smile, "Feng Luo Cage."
"Feng Luo?" Nuo Yan said with a smile, "I'm glad to be friends with you for a short period of time. Although I don't know how short our friendship will be sacrificed, I think this is also the reason why the goddess of nature and the god of war
The most sincere communication.”
"Of course, I wonder why His Highness Nuoyan is here?"
"I want to visit the Elf King's Court," Nuo Yan said lightly. "Although there is some misunderstanding between us that leads to the current war, I may be able to resolve this misunderstanding and maintain peace within the light."
A dark light flashed across Feng Luo's eyes without any trace, but he still had the most elegant smile on his face, "Since Prince Nuoyan said it was a misunderstanding, there must be some misunderstanding between us. I will arrange for someone to escort His Highness there.
Gu Langfa, where His Highness can go to Fillinmore through the teleportation array, and transfer from Fillinmore to quickly reach the royal court of the Bayer Empire."
"Thank you, Your Highness Feng Luo. Without further ado, I will set off now."
"If you can end this bloody war, you will be my eternal friend," the Elf Prince said sincerely, "I hope you can do it, and there may be some people who are hostile to the God of War Alliance along the way.
Our people, I hope His Highness Nuo Yan won’t mind too much.”
So Nuo Yan also said sincerely: "We will become true friends."
Politics and diplomacy have made the originally stubborn and upright knight learn to be pretentious and play both sides. This is also a kind of helplessness.
After Nuo Yan and his party left, Prince Feng Luo sat on his big tree-vine chair, his face gloomy as water, his clenched fists kept closing and then slowly unclenching, and there was also an icy aura brewing in the military tent.
.
"Want to go to the royal court alive? I have worked hard to prepare a plan for five years, how can you destroy it so easily! I am looking for death..."
With a click, the tree cane chair he was sitting on turned into ice crystals, and Feng Luo sat on the ice chair with a different kind of expression, with a murderous look on his handsome face.
"Beat, beat until death!"
Lin Yutian drank in a low voice, while two elf hunters were hung up from a tree branch on the side. Luota was standing there at a loss holding a piece of tree vine.
"Master, master, I..."
"This is an order." Lin Yutian said sternly. He wanted to train the character of the falling tower. If Aina was here at this time, she would definitely not hesitate to execute this order.
If you don't seek death, you won't die. Originally, the wild boar was driving with his three brothers and an elf to study magic on the roadside. Just when the wild boar had some ideas, two hunters suddenly appeared and scared him back. The wild boar immediately scared him back.
Furious, he directly asked the violent bear to knock the two hunters to the ground and tie them up, and then this scene occurred.
The anxious tears left her eyes. She, who was already dark and thin, looked quite miserable at this time.
