Just as the exploration team of the Thirteenth Division slowly set off along the branches of the World Tree, in the distance, a group of hidden elf scouts released a "hummingbird".
"Chirp!"
The light blue bird, which was only a quarter of the size of a palm, spread its wings and flew into the sky almost like a bolt of lightning, flying towards the World Tree at an extremely fast speed.
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The Elven Court.
The entire country has entered a state of preparation for war, all residents have stopped entering and exiting and trading, and the bustling capital is in a state of panic.
Heavily armed soldiers carry weapons and patrol continuously. The starry sky outpost built on the branches of the world is densely populated with people. Almost every five minutes, a "hummingbird" descends here.
"Pullingleng!"
A hummingbird emerged from the mist and landed on the starry sky outpost. As soon as it turned its head to comb its messy feathers, an elf next to it grabbed it and skillfully took out the letter on its lap.
The letter was sealed without anyone opening it, and was immediately sealed and handed over to another person to be quickly sent to the palace of the royal capital.
"Urgent report! Urgent report!"
The messenger shouted and shook the two groups of broken wings on his back. Among the elves, there are a few lucky ones who can grow two wings. However, due to their size, they are basically unable to fly and can only barely glide. However, they are used for reconnaissance and teleportation.
Good candidate for news.
After shouting all the way and breaking through the door locks, the letter was quickly delivered to the entrance of the Royal Palace and handed over to a third person for delivery.
When it fell into the hands of the Elf King, no more than three minutes had just passed.
"Let's see!"
Luojia handed the paper to the waiter and said.
"yes."
The waiter obeyed the order and trotted out the roll of paper, which was the same color as old parchment, and pasted it on something similar to a screen in the main hall. The officials immediately gathered around to watch.
The next moment, the magic lines on the screen lit up, and a beam of light first shone on the paper roll, then magnified and projected on the screen.
Then, densely packed text appeared, and even a simple painting!
What the painting depicts is the scene of helicopters and cars rumbling forward!
"Hiss~"
There was a gasp of air in the hall!
Although we have received news of the arrival of "life from another world" before, compared to humans whose bodies and shapes are similar to those of the elves, airplanes and cars are obviously more shocking.
"This flying thing is probably a bird and beast from another world? This walking thing is probably a beast with functions similar to that of a pigromon? It's just that... it looks very weird."
"That flag... is quite strange, but since there is a flag, it means that they should belong to the same kingdom. Let's consider it as a kingdom for the time being."
The ministers talked a lot.
The hall was filled with tension, but at the same time, many elves showed curiosity. Obviously, the civilization in another world was completely different from theirs.
As for the high priest of the sacrificial hall, Ailu, no one noticed that her eyes were a little strange when she looked at the pictures.
"Great Priest? Have you discovered anything?" A civil servant standing next to her asked in a low voice.
Only then did Ailu look away, hesitated, and shook his head.
At this time, a battle priest stepped out, looked at the Elf King on the throne, and said: "Your Majesty, it seems that their goal is very clear, which is our World Tree. In this case, we absolutely cannot avoid it.
It's possible that sooner or later we'll have to meet this group of strange visitors, so I suggest we start early. We don't know anything about them, which is not a good thing."
"But the strength of this team is unpredictable. I'm afraid it would be inappropriate to contact them rashly." One person frowned.
Another voice said: "Didn't you receive the news before? In the other direction, many scattered alien beings were observed sneaking in. The strength of this group of people is uneven, the overall is low, and there does not seem to be a unified command.
After coming in, keep circling in the forest to hunt monsters, maybe we can open a breakthrough from here."
This suggestion was immediately approved by many ministers.
Know yourself and your enemy, and you can fight a hundred battles without danger. This principle is applicable everywhere.
After thinking for a moment, the Elf King gave the order: "Continue to observe this team of alien beings secretly, report their location at all times, and do not act rashly. At the same time, send a small team to try to capture the scattered alien beings in the other direction.
Come to the royal capital and try to communicate!"
"As you command!"
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Compared to the mighty and mighty Thirteenth Division, who were holding flags and deliberately attracting the attention of the Elf Royal Court, and the Royal Court, which was on alert throughout the city and entered the highest alert state.
Cheng Lin's three-person team seemed much duller.
"Hmm~"
He used the huge nylon net he carried to pack up part of the previous harvest, and then fixed it with a rope on the back of the pig beast. He tugged hard to make sure it would not loosen, and then Gu Cheng let go.
Perhaps because the pulling action was too rough, the pig beast grunted a few times in dissatisfaction and protest, but in the end it still acted as a porter honestly.
"This kind of beast is too docile. I really don't know how it survives."
Jiang Ye tightened the cuffs of his coat, fed it a blade of grass, and said with a confused look on his face.
Cheng Lin stood aside, smiling and saying nothing.
Obviously, this pig beast is not wild, but domesticated. However, for some unknown reason, it was caught by a giant eagle that went out to hunt. It was already injured when it fell to the ground. Cheng Lin did not hesitate to give it to him at all costs.
It took two bottles of A-level healing potion to restore its strength.
"Could it be that there are elven villages and towns nearby? Or...that there is an elven team lurking?"
Cheng Lin secretly thought that he was more inclined to the latter. Due to the severe interference from the communication method in the projection, the electronic communication equipment was basically scrapped, so he currently did not know the progress of the Thirteenth Division, nor did he know the two civilizations.
Have you been contacted?
"I hope there won't be any conflict."
Cheng Lin murmured.
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With the Pigromon, the three people's movements have become much more convenient.
Jiang Ye searched for the location of the treasure, Cheng Lin opened the way, and Gu Cheng took care of the logistics. The three of them cooperated more and more skillfully, and the harvest increased steadily. Probably because the area was too large, they never met anyone else.
Time passed very quickly, and the sun had already risen from the east to the zenith.
Several people also got closer to the World Tree.
"It's right here! Under the lake! The direction of the copper needle is very clear!"
On the tree.
Zhu Luomon stopped, and Jiang Ye squatted on the edge of a huge branch that could allow two cars to pass side by side, looked down, and said.
The palm of her right hand is facing down, and at the end of the red rope, an ancient copper needle looks like a sword, pointing straight down.
Below, there is a lake. The clear water reflects the green color. If you look carefully, you can see many faint black shadows floating under the water.
"It should be some fish and strange beasts. They are not very strong, but they are more troublesome in the water. Get rid of them first, and then we will talk about it. I'll take a rest. Are you okay?"
Cheng Lin blinked, disconnected the "tentacles" that penetrated the lake water, and checked the spiritual energy reserves in his body. Due to frequent fighting, even though he replenished several times, only half of the spiritual energy in his body was left.
After hesitating for a while, Cheng Lin decided to meditate on the spot and resume his practice.
"Leave it to me," Gu Cheng laughed and said in a half-joking tone, "I'm very good at frying fish."
Cheng Lin nodded, walked straight to a corner, sat cross-legged and meditated, gathering most of his mind inside his body. With two people around him, he could relax his vigilance appropriately during practice, so as not to be tense all the time.
On the other side, Gu Cheng, whose hands were itching to hold back, decisively turned on the fish bombing mode, aimed at the black shadow in the water, and threw the marbles to the bottom of the water with a "pop-pop", followed by a series of "boom-boom" explosions.
The water splashed in all directions, and the highest one collapsed more than ten meters. The entire lake was covered with white spray foam. It lasted for about two or three minutes and then stopped. Just as the two were preparing to go down and clean up the battlefield.
Suddenly, there was a flute sound in the forest!
The sound of the flute was as soft as the wind, rising quietly and drifting into their minds. Waves of tiredness rolled over them. Gu Cheng and Jiang Ye's bodies swayed slightly, and their eyelids suddenly closed as if they had endured more than ten days and nights, falling into some kind of deep sleep.
Piglomon even flopped down and fell asleep.
Even Cheng Lin, who was meditating next to him, lowered his head and snored softly.
After a while, the flute sound stopped.
Several figures emerged from the trees not far away. These people's clothes were all different, and their faces were covered with appearance, but they were not uniform. They kept a certain distance from each other, but they walked together. They were all the same.
Temporarily formed casual cultivator team!
At this time, one of them was putting away the flute in his hand and said with a proud smile: "How is the effect? I have no objection to taking 50% of this harvest?"
Another person sneered: "Fifty percent? You are so embarrassed to say that there are only three of us. Even if you don't need you, we can win it together."
"What you are saying is meaningless. How can it be so easy for me? How about I wake them up now, and then you go up and beat them?" the young man holding the flute said angrily.
"Okay, stop arguing. Divide things according to the rules and get them first. I always feel that they are sleeping unreasonably. It's safe for everyone to go up and kill them." A slightly older casual cultivator persuaded.
road.
"If the two men are killed, the female cultivator...do you want..."
One person suggested it, and everyone's eyes lit up.
"I'm going to check the quality." A man ran over with a smile, came to Jiang Ye's side, stretched out his hand to pull the mask, but the next moment, his stretched out hand came up empty!
"Oops! She's just faking it!" the man yelled. At the same time, Gu Cheng, who was lying on the ground next to him, also opened his eyes. Despite his fatigue, he threw a handful of marbles and forced these people back.
"Come together! Kill them!" some casual cultivators shouted.
However, just when this group of people pulled out their weapons, activated their superpowers, and prepared to pounce upward, screams suddenly rang out from the crowd.
"ah!"
I saw the hands and wrists of the young man holding the flute silently cut off by a sharp sword light, and the cut was as smooth as a mirror.
Then, a sword point popped out of the chest of a person next to him, and a stream of blood spurted out from the wound.
He made two rattling noises in his throat, turned his head as hard as he could, and saw Cheng Lin's expressionless face, as well as his extremely clear eyes that were not sleepy at all!
"The second one."
Cheng Lin spoke out the word softly. His voice was not loud, but it passed into everyone's ears clearly, making them shudder.
"Kill him!"
One person yelled and rushed towards him, but Cheng Lin just turned into a phantom. The combination of Journeyman's acceleration effect and "body control" made his close movement speed reach an extremely high level. If he faced a third-grade monk, he might still be able to move at a very high speed.
The advantage is not big, but facing this group of first- and second-grade casual cultivators, it is really as easy as chopping melons and vegetables.
After the experience of "Zhu You" and "Han Lun" fighting each other, Cheng Lin rarely used any force in his moves, and every sword was a killing move. At first, this group of casual cultivators relied on their fierceness to hold on, but after Cheng Lin
After killing the fifth one, the rest finally collapsed!
The remaining two or three people almost threw their powers at random like crazy, then turned around and ran away without looking. They understood that they had hit an iron plate, and at the same time they felt extremely unhappy in their hearts. They didn't understand that, too,
It's a casual cultivator, how can the other party be so powerful?
It actually left a group of them powerless to fight back?
"The fifth..."
Cheng Lin sheathed his sword, glanced at the limp body, and then at the casual cultivator who was fleeing into the distance. He frowned slightly, then stood up, wore the title of Journeyman, and chased into the dense forest.
He clearly heard the content of this group of people's conversations. No matter from any angle, he had no reason to let these people go.
Unlike casual cultivators like Gu Cheng Jiangye, this group of people is extremely vicious and their remaining will only be a disaster.
After chasing for a few hundred meters, Cheng Lin easily eliminated two more people. He also searched for some common supplies and placed them in the initial space.
"There's only one left. Hey, he's running really fast."
Cheng Lin raised his eyes to look at the last person, but was surprised to find that this person had almost disappeared from his sight.
"Is he a speed practitioner?"
Cheng Lin was puzzled, but he still chased him. He didn't know how far he chased him, but the distance between them increased instead of decreasing, and they completely disappeared from Cheng Lin's sight.
"call."
Stopping, Cheng Lin let out a breath. Even he was a little tired from running like this. He used his tentacles to explore forward for a while, but found no trace of the man. It seemed that he had indeed run away.
"What a pity." Cheng Lin sighed, but it was acceptable. Killing until there was only one left was believed to be enough to cast a lifelong shadow on the remaining lucky person.
After shaking his head and taking a brief rest, Cheng Lin prepared to return the same way. However, at this moment, his ears twitched and he suddenly raised his head, looking towards the sky not far away.
I saw a tiny light blue shadow flying from the air into the dense forest like an arrow and disappearing!
"Hummingbird?"
Cheng Lin was surprised.
If he saw it correctly, the thing seemed to be a kind of bird used by the elven army to deliver messages. During the deduction, he had seen it many times in Krum City, so it left a deep impression on him.
"Wild? Or... domesticated?"
"If it's the latter, could it be said that there are elves' troops hiding nearby?"
Cheng Lin had thoughts flashing in his mind and his eyes moved. After thinking for a moment, he carefully dived towards the direction where the hummingbird fell.
He is in urgent need of information now. If he can meet the elven soldiers, he might be able to try to talk.
"If it doesn't work, just tie someone up and ask." Cheng Lin calculated.
Expanding "body control", his body was like a civet cat, leaping silently between the tree trunks. When he got close, he closed his eyes and used his "tentacles" to explore forward, but to his surprise, the tentacles did not
Nothing found.
"Did I explore in the wrong direction, or were they hiding it too well?"
Cheng Lin frowned, but he was unwilling to give in. He just changed the direction and concentrated his energy to explore the past.
One hundred meters, five hundred meters, eight hundred meters...
In his mind, the images returned by the tentacles were messy, broken, and monotonous. They were nothing but trees. In this case, if he wasn't paying attention, he wouldn't be able to see anyone hiding nearby.
Just when Cheng Lin was about to cut off the tentacles and change the direction, suddenly, the image in his mind changed:
The tentacles seemed to have passed through a bush, and then the vision suddenly opened up. There was an open space in front of them, and there, there were six figures sitting cross-legged!
Not elves, but people!
"Another casual cultivator?"
Cheng Lin was startled and took a closer look. He saw that the six people were wearing different clothes. They all wrapped themselves tightly and kept a certain distance from each other. They sat cross-legged in a ring with some things placed in the middle, as if they were talking.
What, looks, like...
"Trade fair?"
This picture clearly reminded Cheng Lin of the last trade fair in the frozen soil projection.
However, last time it was a big trap planned by Zhu You, but I don't know what the nature of this one is.
"It's a pity that I can't hear the sound. I have to get closer."
Cutting off the antennae and opening his eyes, Cheng Lin immediately made a decision. He lowered his body and moved closer, exceeding the limit of ordinary people's hearing. Finally, after he got close to a certain distance, he heard a sound.
It was two casual cultivators participating in the transaction who were talking.
One of them held a strange spiritual flower in his hand and was introducing:
"...This is what I collected in this projection. You see, there is still soil at the bottom. It is all fresh. I tried to cut off a small piece and ate it. I found that it can improve blood energy. After eating a little, my whole body feels warm.
, the efficiency of absorbing spiritual energy will be greatly improved during practice, how about it? Does anyone want it?"
A person sitting next to him hesitated and asked: "Can I try it?"
"..."
“How will you know the effect if you don’t try it?”
"Okay...but you can only taste a little bit." The seller finally compromised, pulled off a little bit with a distressed look on his face, and handed it over.
After the man took it, his exposed skin turned red instantly, like a cooked prawn. It was obvious that his blood energy had been greatly improved.
"Look, the effect is good, right?" The seller smiled.
"It has no effect. This is too little, and there is no effect at all. How about you give me another bite?"
"Do you want to buy it or not?"
"If you don't want to buy it, I'll try it." The man said with a look of shame.
Seeing the veins popping out on Seller's angry forehead, not far away, Cheng Lin, who was hiding in the bushes, looked confused.
He frowned and thought hard.
"Why is this conversation so familiar? It's like I heard it not long ago?"
Cheng Lin buried his head in thought, and then suddenly remembered that this scene had happened at the Permafrost Projection Fair, and the process was almost exactly the same as this time!
The last time I was "tried" was a small bronze tree.
Thinking about it carefully, the voices of the people who proposed to try the food twice were very similar...
Cheng Lin's breath tightened and he suddenly looked at the buyer who deserved a beating, his eyes changed.
"It's you, it must be right, it was you both times, right?!"