Magic Tower Starry Sky

Seeing that the biceps were thicker than his thighs, Kuiwu's figure was no less than two meters tall, like a little giant. However, the oval face, pointed ears, and blond hair are handsome features, but it is hard to ignore.

Such an image reminded Lin of a term that was far away from him—King Kong Barbie. Although that was to describe a woman, someone couldn't think of a more suitable description.

Boldly, Lin lowered his voice and asked a very offensive question: "Half-elf?"

"Unfortunately, it's a purebred. The three generations of ancestors have not mixed with other bloodlines." As if he was used to being asked this way, the elf sitting by the fire didn't think it was disobedient, and skillfully laughed at himself. Looking at the pot on the fire, he conjured up a bowl out of nowhere, and said with a hearty smile that didn't look like an elf's elegance, "Have some?"

Someone to help eliminate this pot of evil, of course Lin couldn't wish for it. Greeted enthusiastically, and with lightning speed, before the other party could clearly see the contents of the pot, they took a full bowl.

When the hot broth was served in his hand, even though this elf was used to all kinds of hardships and difficulties in traveling, he was also dumbfounded looking at the bowl. Dare to take a sip, took a few sips, and said with bright eyes: "This is the smell of flaming magic mushrooms, blazing male lizards, and fire squirrel eggs, good things, good things." Drank the broth.

Is this stuff really drinkable? Lin tentatively asked, "Another bowl?"

The elf was a little regretful, and asked with a bit of a joke: "Then is there anyone willing to spend the spring night with me tonight?"

The two girls shook their heads like waves and drums, while Fern looked away into the distance as if she didn't hear. The elf, who was not as strong as an elf, laughed and said: "It seems that I am not lucky tonight, and I have not been favored by anyone. So I can't drink any more of this soup, or it will be very painful. But I think Luckily for you, you should drink more. It's good for your body." At the same time, he looked at his lower body meaningfully.

This thing...can you drink it? Lin's mood was shaken by it, and he even shook his hands. I saw the lizard's tail sinking down in the soup bowl, revealing its head. He stared at someone with empty eyes, and now his mood was even more shaken. Can't help complaining: "Although I have told you about food supplements, do you know what it means to be deficient without supplements? People who are too weak are not suitable for strong tonics at all, and they have to use milder ones. Regulate the body, do you know that?"

Seeing three more women, they looked over with indescribable eyes. Someone estimated that if this soup is drunk, the body will be weaker...

Fortunately, the appearance of the elves seemed to allow someone to escape the fate of being drained.

Strange travelers, sitting by the same fire under chance, they will not stare silently. The most common thing, of course, is to exchange experiences with each other during the journey. In other words, everyone brags about B, and see who is better at bragging. People with good eloquence will of course get more courtesy. As for whether those experiences are true or not, no one will care.

Especially when the elf took out a banjoo from his bag, he played and sang, which was more like a killer weapon, and the two girls were fascinated by it. Fern was also admiring, but not as fascinated as the two girls. And although a certain person calms down to appreciate it, he misses the place before crossing even more. As far as the entertainment industry is concerned, Midi probably won't be able to catch up in another thousand years.

Know the identity of the other party from the chat. The other party is a wanderer from Wadwo, a nearby elf tribe. His name is Kalamahalang. In human language, his name can be translated as 'Thor'. In the unknown number of journeys, embark on the journey home. He also invited a group of people to visit his tribe.

As soon as he heard the tribe's name, it immediately caught Kaya's attention. And quietly sent a text message to everyone's eyesight.

‘Valdvor, the wood elf tribe, is not friendly. '

The six Homo sapiens races in Lost Land, elves, dwarves, humans, goblins, half-orcs, and pseudo-orcs. The pseudo-orcs are more like the "ethnic minorities" called by the earth. They have different appearance characteristics from each other, and their customs and habits are very different. The number and distribution are not so large that they can be regarded as a group alone. That's why such a general name is used to represent so many orc-like races.

Even the same race is divided into many different groups with different customs and habits, so it is difficult to generalize. If the distinction is made according to the degree of civilization, it can be divided into civilized and uncivilized races of the same species.

Between civilized and uncivilized, half-orcs are the race that most groups tend to be uncivilized. They are not good at creation, and what they are not good at here refers not only to cultural aspects, but also to the creation of weapons and other war weapons. Rather than obediently farming and manufacturing things, they are more willing to use what they rob to meet their needs.

Dwarves are the race that most groups tend to civilize. Perhaps it is the nature of the race to dig out ores, beat them, and even brew fine wine, so almost no dwarves will leave behind the accumulation and progress of these technologies. And as long as there is accumulation and progress, civilization will come into being.

Humans are similar to goblins. Civilized people form kingdoms and empires, help each other, and develop brilliant civilizations; uncivilized people are called barbarians, who exist in the form of tribes, and various habits similar to wild animals make them choose to live in the most primitive way.

Goblins are more extreme than humans between civilization and uncivilization. Civilized goblins have developed a civilization that can threaten magic, especially self-destruction. Except for them, who are proliferating extremely fast, no other race dares to use the lives of generations to promote technological innovation like this group of wrinkled dwarfs.

Just like the saying 'two-legged goblins are everywhere', their creations never considered safety. Either take away the enemy in one wave, or take away yourself in one wave, the most common thing is of course to take away the enemy and take away yourself at the same time. Think about having the same technology as the U.S. emperor, but each of them is playing suicide bombing attacks with you like a jihadist. There are really not many people who dare to provoke such a race.

As for uncivilized goblins, there is a different name - lost ground sores. This is because medical technology is not advanced enough and cancer is not known yet. In other words, people here will die before they have time to live to get cancer. Otherwise, it is definitely not too much to call the uncivilized goblins a "cancer of the lost land".

They simply rely on plunder to survive, and their fecundity is amazing, which is even more annoying than cockroaches. They even degenerate the ability of language. In addition to some Yiyi babbling words, the rest of the conversation is gestures.

The only fortunate thing is that even their civilized compatriots don't like to see this group of uncivilized compatriots who only followed their instincts and plundered. Therefore, he would not hand over his creations full of 'explosion' to this group of compatriots of the same species.

The elves with high intelligence and long life can explore all the truths. Zao Li said that they should not have uncivilized tribes. In fact, compared with the elves who established the kingdom, the tribes who call themselves wood elves can be classified as uncivilized tribes in terms of classification.

Unlike other uncivilized compatriots of Homo sapiens. In the case of other races, there may be no environment to accumulate knowledge, or no teacher to lead in the door. Coupled with living in a harsh environment, survival is the most important daily event. In addition, I have no energy to pursue other pursuits, so there is no obvious achievement in the accumulation of civilization.

But the life of the wood elves is what they pursued.

Live in the forest like an animal, only take what is necessary to maintain your own survival, and never take more. Belittle life and death, advocate the way of balance, there is no distinction between good and evil concepts. He doesn't interfere much with most things, and is quite indifferent to the concept of revenge, and only regards everything that happens as the inevitable fate.

It sounds like the uncivilized wood elves are quite easy to bully, anyone can step on their feet. Even the elf slaves raised by some human nobles in private are usually captured from the tribe of wood elves by slave teams.

But such a group can live to this age, how can it be without any reliance.

Naturally born hunters, the whole family has the talent of druids. In addition to elf magic and human magic, wood elves have the magical ability to speak the law, and of course they cannot involve too esoteric rules. However, such an ability does not need to be learned, nor does it need to be practiced, everything seems to be branded in the bones. If you want to display it, just open your mouth.

Just looking at this discussion, the wood elves are very much like warlocks under the rules of ADND.

Besides, if they don't like revenge, it doesn't mean they won't resist right now. To defeat a wood elf, it is conservatively estimated that a ten-member team composed of experienced human fighters has any hope. Even their compatriots ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ who established a country, the civilized elves who are fully armed and one-on-one with the wood elves are usually the ones who are crushed.

There are such individual differences because each tribe of wood elves must have a world tree, and the world tree nourishes the elves under its shade. When there is an additional wood elf tribe in the Midi world, it means that there is an additional World Tree in this world.

Relying on this plant that belongs to the legendary existence in many fantasy stories and myths on the earth is the reason why the wood elves can continue and even stubbornly abide by the tradition. Because living in the scope of the world tree, there will be all kinds of unimaginable benefits; but relatively, there are many precepts that must be obeyed.

This is why some elves will break away from the scope of the world tree, form countries one by one, and embark on the road of civilization. At the same time, it is also the reason for the Wood Elf tribe to maintain their uncivilized style.

However, the World Tree not only raised individual very powerful wood elves to protect itself, and entered its sphere of influence, but also had various buffs and debuffs covering it.

For other species of Homo sapiens, the World Tree is like a magic tower with its own tower spirit. Not only will it automatically distinguish between friend and foe, but various auxiliary functions will make people with bad intentions feel disappointed. Fortunately, the proliferation of the World Tree is not so easy, and the wood elves' isolated character prevents them from spreading throughout the Lost Land like uncivilized goblins.

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