I Am the God of Games

After discovering that they were surrounded, Edward and the others stopped and became alert on the spot.

In fact, as players, Edward and the others are quite experienced in being surrounded. After all, the most numerous skeletons in the Valley of the Wicked Dead are skeletons running around. When exploring, they will be caught in a situation of being surrounded by a lot.

However, the situation at that time was a bit different from now. After all, without the command of advanced undead creatures or necromancers, skeletons would only act according to their instincts, and most of the surrounding players were just a coincidence because of their relatively large base. Now they are consciously surrounded by the enemy.

After a while, as the encirclement shrank, Edward and the others saw the enemy surrounding them.

It is a creature with an average height of only one meter to one meter two. At first glance, it looks like a standing prawn. They have almost no neck, and their skin is dark green or brown. Slimy, and some have black stripes on them.

They were wearing shell-made clothes that only covered the vital parts, and they held simple weapons with large snails tied to wooden poles.

"What are you doing here again, dry-skinned people!" The prawn toad in the lead wears a shell necklace around its neck. It seems to be a leader. It doesn't seem to have a good temper. With a strong accent: "Get out of here, the lumpy beach belongs to our slime tribe!"

These self-proclaimed sticky-skinned guys are actually the 'frogmen' that Vera wants to see on this trip.

By the way, dry skin man is the collective name of frogmen for humans and other demihumans except murlocs, which is a slightly insulting contempt.

"Wow, the yellow name, and they are all frogmen, but there is no health bar... Is this an enemy or a friend?" Goudan whispered.

"I don't know, it's probably neutral." Edward shrugged.

"We don't want to fight you. We are here to help you." Vera said loudly. In order to enhance her persuasion, she threw her bow, arrow and short knife to the ground, and raised her hands to show that she was not hostile: " I hope to have a good talk with your patriarch."

After she finished speaking, she winked at Edward and the others.

Edward and the others had no choice but to throw their equipment on the ground.

Unlike ordinary warriors and magicians in this world, even if players do not have equipment, most skills can be released, but the attribute bonuses of weapons are missing.

However, the frogmen didn't know this. Seeing the players dropped their weapons, the hostility immediately decreased a lot.

"We have nothing to talk about with you dry-skinned people! Catch them up! Remember it's me who caught you, the slimy-skinned hero, Guatu!"

The frogman leader glanced at Vera and the others contemptuously, and while giving orders to the other frogmen, his chin kept bulging, and he seemed very proud.

"Hey, my T2 great sword in the Valley of the Dead, don't drag it on the ground, what should I do if it wears out..." Joe complained dissatisfiedly, but was ignored by the frogmen.

His weapon was indeed too heavy for the frogman to drag along.

With the deliberate cooperation of Vera and the others, the players were bound by the frogmen with kelp to their wrists and escorted back to the village of the frogmen.

On the way, Vera tried to talk to other frogmen, but found that the other frogmen did not speak human language.

The village is built right next to the tidal flat, and there are not many houses. Basically, they are two-meter-high sea snails. There are also some houses made of coral and reefs, but they are relatively rare.

Although it is quite exotic, but seriously, the aesthetics of frogmen seem to be quite different from those of human beings. Standing on the street of the frogman village and looking at it from afar, it will give people a feeling that the village is very dirty and chaotic. ...

Even if it's not high tide time,

Walking in the village, the sea water will still drown people's ankles.

"It's the first time I've seen a frogman's house..." Goudan looked around curiously.

"It's not just you, it is estimated that few humans have seen the houses of the frogmen." Vera whispered: "If you say the most mysterious race in the world, the frogmen can rank in the top ten!"

Except for some sailors, the intersection of humans and frogmen is not large.

In many cases, frogmen will avoid human beings and settle in some relatively remote places, so they are relatively rare.

And frogmen have nothing to be coveted by human beings-their meat is not delicious, some parts of the body cannot be impotent, and their civilization has no special products such as pearls, and the most valuable things are probably only they are dried in the conch house. The salted fish on the...

Therefore, since the end of the war of gods, after so many years of human reconstruction of civilization, there has been basically no conflict with the frogman.

That's why Angela was curious, why the dense eyes would conflict with the frogmen, and why the frogmen would rather have a hard anus and dense eyes than move away from this tidal flat... and if possible, give the frogmen a little help to prevent The Secret Eyes will be able to draw too much power from the tidal flat to attack the nameless town.

"The front is the residence of the Great Elder. If you have anything to say, just tell the Great Elder." Guatu who escorted them over said arrogantly.

"Although there is nothing to talk about with us, didn't you honestly bring us here in the end? It seems that you are also a good guy!" Qiao, who was a fighter with a straighter temperament, was immediately amused.

"Hmph, I just want to see what you guys have to say!" Guatu sneered and led everyone into the largest conch house in the frogman village.

The space in the conch house is spacious, and the frogman known by Guatu as the great elder is also waiting for them inside.

The other frogman has a completely different orange-yellow skin than the other frogmen, and his body is much larger than other frogmen, and it is covered with pimples on its back, which looks slightly infiltrating.

"I heard Guatu say it, do you have anything to say to me?" The other party said in standard Hughman language: "Although I don't think you can help us."

"Please don't speak to us in such a hostile manner, we are indeed here to help you."

Vera tried to correct her mentality and negotiate with the other party: "I believe you have been attacked by other humans during this time..."

"Is that what you did!" Before Vera could finish speaking, Guatu jumped out and said angrily.

"Guatu, you step back first." The frogman elder drank Guatu, and then comforted Vera a little: "I'm sorry for his impulsiveness, but please understand, you dry-skinned people all look good. Almost, he's hard to tell."

"That's right, we slime people have different skin tones and stripes. You see how much the stripes on my back look like a chrysanthemum... Ah, I'm sorry elder, you know, I've always been proud of my cute little chrysanthemum."

Guatu showed off halfway, and found that everyone in the room, including the elder, was looking at it, and could not help but retract into the corner.