Elf Archer of Life in Another World

As expected every year, the encounter with dragon-like creatures would be nothing more than an encounter at best.

For example, when a caravan is walking in the mountains and encounters a giant dragon sleeping on gold and silver treasures, and perhaps a captured princess and warrior, the players have to provoke this evil dragon for some reason.

, and then create some intense and thrilling little clips with it despite its arousal.

But no matter what, it shouldn't be like now, with two wooden boats flowing out of the deep mountain waterway, straight into the pile of golden dragons who happened to be gathering for a meeting, and becoming a small piece of them chatting to relieve their boredom.

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The reason why Niannian thought they were having a meeting at this moment was because she found that the positions of these giant dragons were very regular and neat. Judging from the size, the front row was generally petite, the back row was generally huge, and the two rows were staggered.

Come, all facing the direction where the fleet appeared, and with this as the center, a semicircle spread out.

The few giant dragons that flew down from the sky also stuffed themselves into the few empty spaces. The giant dragons on the left and right moved amicably, looking at the two ships for a while, and for a while at the mountain where the water cave was located.

on, as if waiting for the next instruction.

The dragons are quiet, and the players on the boat are even quieter.

Nian Nian looked back and tried to raise his neck, trying to see what kind of big man was squatting on the mountain, but his sight could not go beyond the steep stone wall in front of him.

Squeezed out by the narrow cave, the rapid underground river reaches the surface. The river channel is as wide as the view, which also makes people despair about the two wooden boats that suddenly slowed down.

The members of the Christmas Clown Mercenary Group were the first to make a move. After seeing the two Nian Nian, they quickly moved closer to the stern of the ship. Qi Youfeng also took a few steps to Nian Nian's side.

Nick glanced at Dion, who quietly abandoned his female companion and came to join them. He raised his hand and pressed down, stopped York's action of summoning the mount, turned around and looked at the steep cliffs in front of him that were gradually retreating as the boat sailed, and pulled him over to the west.

Mil:

"You pointed the way."

——When something goes wrong, you should solve it, otherwise I will solve it for you.

"There's nothing wrong with the road itself, but I didn't say there were no local residents on this road, right?" Simir said quite innocently.

"Then why don't we give the hosts some greeting gifts? I just don't know if they like to eat creatures like dark mages."

Nian Nian's tone was cold, and Simil shrank his neck. In the suddenly tightened surroundings of the mercenary group, he said sincerely: "We are all educated and intelligent creatures. If you have something to say, speak it out."

Nian Nian curled his lips and said: "Don't speak human words."

After saying that, she looked at Qi Youfeng: "Let the brothers and Sister Wu from Qilongzhai not panic, we are going to stop the boat and dock."

"Um."

Qi Youfeng immediately rushed to the bow of the ship to send a message. Nick looked at the ship without sails and called Sarah to come work.

By the time Qi Youfeng led Sister Wu and Young Master Yan back, the boat had been turned by the current and ran aground on the shore.

"If you can talk, admit your mistake first and then negotiate. If negotiation fails, just run away."

Nian Nian briefly explained that Kraft was already busy under the deck at the stern of the ship, always ready to turn the stern into the bow and withdraw into the waterway inside the mountain.

Young Master Yan turned around and left, twisting his neck and said to Nian Nian: "I'm going to appease the others and not let them hold them back."

"Where's that boat in front?" Sister Wu pointed forward, and the boat traveling around the world was still floating slowly downstream along the river.

"Wish them good luck." Nian Nian replied calmly. Sister Wu was quite surprised, but she didn't ask any more questions.

The Xingtianxia ship also stopped soon, but they didn’t have a helmsman like Sarah, so they dropped the anchor and parked farther away from the ship.

"I'll go up and have a look." Seeing this, Nian Nian raised his cloak and raised his hand to grab the back collar of Simil's robe. "You should come too. I can't talk about your queen."

The person who said the waterway was safe was Simir, and the person who reminded them that these dragons could communicate was also Simir. If there was a deviation in her understanding, then let Simir break it into supplementary food and feed it to the young dragons on the shore.

Without waiting for Nian Nian to strangle her neck, Simil automatically and consciously floated into the sky. This straightforward approach made Nian Nian feel a little more at ease, and the safety factor of talking with the dragon was also improved.

"Wait a minute." Nick pressed Nian Nian's shoulders and pressed, "For the time being, you only represent this mercenary group and me."

Nian Nian smiled: "I know, there aren't many people who can fly. I'm just a messenger."

There are a few players from the Yunji Sword Sect over at Xingtianxia who have newly developed the skill of flying with swords. Unfortunately, they haven't completely overcome their fear of heights and gravity, so they fly crookedly.

“Keep your word.”

Nick pinched her face, took a step back, and watched her soar into the sky, and go up the cliff with Simil.

...

The mountain was much higher than she had imagined, but the dragon on the mountain was weaker and older than she had imagined.

Compared with the dragons and grandsons lying on the ground, although they are also golden, the scales of this giant dragon are actually a bit dim. The lizard-like body is coiled up, and the membranes of the two wings are almost transparent and droop on both sides of the body.

, making people seriously doubt whether they can send their owners to the sky again.

There are many tall translucent stones scattered around this giant dragon, some are square or round, and different colors. They shine brightly under the repeated refraction of sunlight and ice, and are so beautiful that they seem to be out of this world.

I looked at those crystal-like stones every year, but I didn't feel it was dazzling. I was even more convinced that these stones were of extraordinary origin.

Niannian and Simil stood a hundred meters away from the giant dragon, approached it respectfully and slowly, and lowered their heads slightly.

"Traveler, I am Tesgeltai, the leader of the Dragon Clan. Where did you come from and why are you here?" The dragon squinted its eyes and moved its head resting on its front paws.

"I am a member of the Elf tribe. I was returning to my tribe from China with my friends. I was brought here by the underground river. I did not intend to intrude into the noble territory. I hope you will forgive me."

Nian Nian answered steadily, not frightened by the hot breath of the dragon.

The giant dragon opened his eyes and took a look: "It turns out that we are neighbors in the Feises Forest. Our two clans have not seen each other for nearly a thousand years. Since we didn't intend to disturb them, coming here today may be God's will. It's okay."

Simil had been standing behind Nian Nian, and suddenly he quietly poked her in the lower back with a bone stick.

Originally planning to say a few more polite words and leave, Niannian wanted to ignore the task prompt, but Simil knocked on her back again, seeming to be worried that she couldn't find the key words, and wrote on her back with a bone stick

When writing and drawing, judging by touch, it should be written with those few bones and fingers.

"I once read through the books of the elves. According to the records, before the God of Creation fell into a deep sleep, the Dragon Clan volunteered to protect him. Is the divine will you mentioned the will of the God of Creation?"

Simil hit her hard on the shoulder, Nian Nian knew that he had said the wrong thing, and the raised head of the giant dragon in front of him also proved this.

"Are all those people at the foot of the mountain your friends?" Tesgeltai asked an irrelevant question.

"Some are, some are not, but in the end we are all traveling together and have some friendship." Niannian answered truthfully.

Tesgeltai shook his neck, and red dragon breath spurted out from its mouth and nose. Facing the giant dragon, Nian Nian only felt a wave of heat coming towards his face, but the snow and ice on the top of the mountain did not melt at all.

signs.

"There is a story that should not be recorded in the classics of your elves." Tesgeltai lay down on the ground again, his guttural voice mixed with a deep tone, as if it came from the distant past.

"After the God of Creation created the three tribes of humans, elves and dwarves, he asked these three tribes to choose what they considered the most precious things to offer to the God of Creation."

Nian Nian put her hands behind her back and gave Simiel a middle finger. She didn't want to hear any inexplicable fairy tales here.

"The elves presented the seeds and seedlings of all the vegetation in the world, the dwarves presented the most exquisite and luxurious gemstones and jewelry in the world, and the humans," Tesgeltai said after being silent for a moment, "presented their eldest son."

"Their eldest son? All of them?" Nian Nian couldn't help but ask, and pointed his middle finger at Simil. Is this human race's ancestor a lunatic? Who wrote this background story?

"Well," Tesgeltai was also a little impressed, but also seemed to be lost in thought. After a few minutes, he continued, "You might as well guess which family's gift the God of Creation likes the most."

"Could it be from the human race?" Niannian made a bold guess.

"The God of Creation likes the human race's gifts very much," Tesgeltai nodded, "so he gave the human race a powerful ability to reproduce, but also deprived them of their life span, allowing them to live no longer than a hundred years."

Being speechless every year, is this called liking?

"The God of Creation also liked the elves' gifts very much, so he gave the elves a soul connected with the forest and allowed them to only feed on vegetation."

"The God of Creation also liked the dwarves' gifts very much, so he gave the dwarves excellent craftsmanship and let them hide in the dark mines for the rest of their lives."

After years of silence, I suddenly had a not-so-good guess.

"This place where I am is the place where the God of Creation received gifts." As expected, Tesgeltai did not disappoint every year.

"Each of you can donate what you think is the most precious thing. If one of you can satisfy the God of Creation and perform another miracle, I will let all of you leave here safely."