The Endless Shuttle

"Let your subordinates relax, Inzahn Nibia is now my apostle, and will not harm you without my order."

Rope said in a relaxed tone.

Hearing this, Xinke Nierbalian looked at the gray mist that was calm and no longer irritable in the sky, his smile remained unchanged, but his palms were still clenched a little unnaturally, and his nails almost pierced into his flesh.

"...Thank you for your rescue. If it weren't for you, we might have died at the hands of those goblins and phantoms."

She lied insincerely, and then turned around to make an invitation gesture in order to conceal her subtle body movements.

"Please move. Although it is impossible to prepare a reception banquet comparable to your status in a short time, letting a god stand on the deck of the "Grass Dome Boat" like this is really against the teachings of God Kainas . If there are deficiencies and rudiments, please forgive me. "

It should be said that it is worthy of being an elf, no matter what the heart is, this superficial skill is really top-notch...

The small movements of the young Hua Guanqing did not escape Luo Pei's sharp eyes, and he didn't care, anyway, he didn't find the elves for such a trivial matter.

Following Xin Ke Nierbalian into the cabin of the "Grass Dome Ship", an atmosphere full of strange cultures spreads across the surface.

Plants, plants, plants.

Active, dead, and forcibly glued together by magic——

As far as this point is concerned, the setting of the elves is no different from the "elves" in most worlds, fanatical naturalists. From large cities to small individual residences, almost all of them are associated with "forests". I am afraid this is also the influence of their creator, the "God of Nature" Kainas.

"please."

Xinke Nierbalian gently pushed the seat away with magic, and stood just below the side of Lopez, watching the black-haired young man with a perfect smile.

"Aren't you sitting down?"

"It is already a great honor for you to allow me to stand. There is no such thing as me in front of you."

Xinke Nierbalian bowed and said humbly.

"My lord god is worried."

The other party wants to maintain perfect etiquette, of course he will not force it.

Rope shrugged and asked.

"Xinke... Nilvalen, is that right? I shouldn't have called you by the wrong name, right?"

"yes."

"I won't talk nonsense anymore. You are very clear about the current situation. Tell me all the answers I need, and I will let you return safely to the embrace of Cainas. If..."

"What you need, as long as the elves have it and it doesn't violate the order of God Kainas, we will definitely not hide anything."

Xin Ke Nilvalen didn't wait for Rope to finish speaking, and immediately took up his words.

"Honorable God, with your status and magnanimity, you should be able to tolerate the elves' loyalty to the creator, Lord Cainas, right?"

This girl is really good at talking...

Luo Pei couldn't help but look at the elf woman twice more. The latter blinked her watery and beautiful eyes, trying to show her best side in front of the gods.

The words are impeccable and the etiquette is perfect, which fully demonstrates how a weak person can survive in front of the strong.

More importantly, even though she spoke nice words, she still did not forget to add the name "Kainas" in her words, as if telling Lopez that the elves are not the race whose creator has been silenced.

Strength and wisdom coexist, and the thinking is not rigid at all.

Heh, a huge war is indeed the best cradle for cultivating talents...

With a crisp finger snap, the dust gathered into stones in front of Xinke Nierbalian, finally forming a clean and tidy stone seat.

Luo Pei didn't speak, but the girl immediately understood the meaning of the gods.

This time she did not refuse, smoothed the folds of the cassock skirt, and sat on it gracefully.

Because this is regarded as the initiative of the superior, disobedience will become a manifestation of lack of appreciation, which is completely different from the situation just now.

Luo Pei rested his head on the emerald green leaves leisurely.

"First of all, let's talk about the intelligence of other races, try to be as comprehensive as possible."

"Yes. Excuse me."

Xinke Nierbalian stretched out his hand.

In an instant, countless magical words written in the unique font of the elves emerged from all directions of the wall, converging into a connected document.

"Then let's start with the lowest-level beastman species in this war. According to the records and history collected by us elves, it is not surprising that they exist in tribal forms and can exist anywhere. At the same time, the beastman race has a small number of The physical characteristics of animals, and very few individuals in the tribe have the skill called "Blood Bad", after using it, they can gain physical abilities that approach the physical limit..."

Luo Pei closed his eyes and listened quietly.

As for Xin Ke Nilvalen's claim that the lowest level is the beastman race, it's not surprising to Rope at all.

Although the two races that are obviously lower than the orc races in the original book already exist, the "sea dwellers" who can only live in the ocean are unlikely to have the conditions to participate in this war, so naturally they failed to enter the eyes of the elves .

In fact, the lowest "human race" is a "non-existent" race for other races at present. Because once discovered, humans without any special abilities have only a dead end. They must not exist in order to survive in this grotesque and terrifying world.

The sorrow of the weak.

Chapter 8 The Gradually Corrupting "Heart"

In front of the gods who seemed to have their eyes closed, Xinke Nierbalian continued to talk about the collection of elves and news about other races.

"The specific location of the blood-sucking species created by the silent "God of the Night" is unknown. Due to the characteristics of fear of the sun, it is inferred that the group should be near the Forest of Eternal Night, with a large number of superb assassins..."

"Demons, created by the "devil kings" who are mutants of certain fantasy species, ruled by the strongest "Four Heavenly Kings" selected within the race. The location of the specific ethnic group is unknown, but the lower individuals of the demons who lack intelligence are often found in ruins or forests. Wandering in..."

"Goblin species..."

"Fairies..."

"Moon Wing Seed..."

"Ex-Machinas..."

"Giant species..."

"Fantasy..."

"..."

Time goes by bit by bit.

Lopez absorbed knowledge about races in this world that he couldn't understand in the theater version, and kept thinking about it.