The Mythical Races I Created

　　 Shen Fanyu wandered across the north side of the plateau and collected a lot of materials, but the last two materials are [malachite] and [biotite flakes].

　　 "I remember these two materials, only on the coast of the southern plateau."

　　 Malachite contains a lot of bronze inside, and biotite flakes can produce mica, which has a black silky texture.

　　 The pig tribe would appear on a slender coast down the southern plateau, there is a reason.

　　 The plateau itself is a great moat that can protect the pig tribe, and the south of the coast is the sea, which can also protect this new indigenous race. The coast is rich in iron ore and malachite mines exposed on the rock surface.

　　In this way, only a few thousand years later, the pig tribe will be able to enter the Bronze Age with its rich mineral resources.

only…

　　 Because Shen Fanyu regards the plateau as the starting point of the elves, now the plateau has become the life-saving hook of the pig tribe.

　　 Shen Fanyu carried a basket made of vines and walked slowly to the shore.

　　 The surging water hit the rocks, and the air smelled of blood.

　　Along the way, there are corpses on the coast, and there are corpses with pig heads floating near the sea.

　　 The more he walked forward, Shen Fanyu saw more pigman slaves, who were locked by the high elves with wooden shackles.

　　 I don't know why Shen Fanyu has a nameless fire in his heart.

Augustus…

　　……

　　The war between the high elves and the pigmen tribe has fallen into the most tragic situation.

　　Because the high elves changed their attitudes, they began to use magic to burn the pigmen tribe’s land, which made it impossible for the pigmen tribe’s tricks to be used. Even if the pigmen tribes united, they were crushed.

　　Today, King Augustus stood on the chariot, overlooking the pig tribe and the pig prophet who led the pig tribe to resist the elves.

　　 The Pig Prophet took five years to learn the language of the elves. Although he barely managed, he also figured out a way. In another five years, he taught the smarter pigs among the Pigs.

　　 King Augustus raised his brows arrogantly, and said casually: "Ugly races, do you continue to resist us?"

　　 "If you don't want to bleed again, you should put down your weapons and don't make senseless resistance."

　　 The Pig Prophet raised the stone spear in his hand, his fingers bursting with blue veins, he yelled through his throat, his old age and despair could move everyone. "We are not your slaves."

　　 "We will never give in."

　　 King Augustus smiled disdainfully, his smile can rejuvenate the winter.

　　 "It's really stupid."

"Is this prophet the Pigman who created the Pigman character two years ago? For the sake of its contribution to the creation of civilization, you will not kill it and its descendants later. I am willing to treat this Pigman graciously. prophet."

　　 When it comes to the Pig Prophet, King Augustus has a playful tone and is extremely contemptuous.

　　 Diana glanced at him.

　　 Sure enough, the fair and kind elves can treat a stupid race harshly, but they can't make up their minds to treat a wise race in the same way.

　　The black pigmen rushed to the high elves army.

　　 There are at least one hundred thousand pig people.

　　 On this long and narrow coast, countless pigs gathered like dark clouds, and their roar made the earth tremble.

　　 King Augustus smiled gracefully and raised his hand. "For our Father God."

　　 The elves army lined up in neat rows, their silk-like robes fluttered with the wind, two hundred high elves drew bows and pulled arrows, and flames wrapped around the ends of the arrows.

　　嗖嗖嗖~

　　 Flame Magic Arrow—Phoenix's Fury, fired out.

　　 Two hundred flaming arrows fell on the pigmen like meteors, like two hundred missiles fell on the pigmen, causing the pigs to suffer heavy casualties in an instant.

　　 However, the remaining pigmen troops are still advancing.

　　 King Augustus waved his hand again. "Under the shining of God the Father, we are invincible."

　　 The second group of two-hundred elven archers came out from the queue behind them. They stood at the forefront of the legion, drawing their bows and arrows.

　　 Ice crystals are wrapped around the end of the arrow.

　　 [Ice barrier].

　　嗖嗖嗖~

　　 is another rain of arrows.

　　 Appearing in front of the pigmen rushing forward is a high wall of ice 2 meters high.

　　 The pig troops stayed in front of the ice wall, unable to move forward.

　　 At that time, two hundred arrows entwining the flame fell on the pigmen, and the pigmen could only find a way to smash the ice wall with a stone spear.

　　 This scene fell in the eyes of the Pig Prophet.

　　 The Pig Prophet was so angry that he broke his stone spear.

　　 "I will eat the blood of the elves, the flesh of the souls, and we will eat their hearts."

　　 "Why is there such a big gap between us?"

　　 "Is it because we don't believe in the gods the elves believe in? Why doesn't our totem **** have any response? Do we believe in false gods?"

　　 The prophet muttered to himself.

　　 "It's not good...it's not good, the elves attacked us from behind."

　　 A pigman crawled to the front of the prophet. The prophet looked back and saw that a heroic female elf had tamed the dinosaurs, and brought other elf knights who had tamed the dinosaurs, attacking the pigman tribe from behind.

　　 The Pig Prophet clenched the broken stone spear. "Cursing the wizard's creation god."

　　 "May you fall immediately."

　　 "The invincible Totem God will do justice for us and kill you."

　　 boom~

　　 A flash of lightning flashed across the sky, and it seemed that the sky and the earth were irritated by the words of the Pig Prophet.

　　This day is the beginning of the pigman’s tragic fate in the future. More than 200,000 pigmen soldiers were slaughtered, and all the remaining pigmen were captured by the high elves.

　　 Lost their own civilization and territory, and the pigs under the fence began a 150-year history of being enslaved by the elves.

　　 Augustus took them to the Fairy Plateau, forcing them to mine precious minerals such as Mithril, in order to allow the pigs to build idols for the spirit of creation.

　　 At that time, when Shen Fanyu was walking on the south coast, he witnessed all the things the elves did.

　　 On the bare seabed, biotite flakes appeared.

　　 Shen Fanyu's eyes lit up, that's it.

　　 He ran to the biotite flakes, chiseled a small stone, and placed it in his basket.

　　 A huge reptile appeared behind him.

　　 is a dein crocodile with a length of 10 meters and a bite force of 2,000 catties.

　　 Shen Fanyu glanced at the deer crocodile behind him, smiled without saying a word, and continued to squat on the ground, picking up a small hammer to dig out biotite flakes.

　　 I chisel~ I chisel~

　　 ‘swish’, ‘swish’, and ‘swish’, three cracking sounds passed by.

　　 appeared behind Shen Fanyu, and the deer crocodile who wanted to attack him was shot three arrows in the head and died immediately.

　　 King Augustus appeared on the coast with the elven troops. They were planning to return to Augustus with the slaves, but they saw Shen Fanyu here.

　　 King Augustus was a little scared, this careless elf almost died just now.

　　 Every elven is extremely precious to the elves.

　　 Eight hundred years, their number has only doubled. Is it easy, they.

　　 "Whose child are you, Konger? Knicks?"

　　 "Your behavior just now was too dangerous, do you know it!"

　　Elf society is a society of acquaintances, everyone knows it.

　　 Shen Fanyu stood up and turned around, looking at Augustus. "Who am I? I am me."

　　 "You have seen one side of me, but that side is not all of me, just a drop in the ocean."

　　 King Augustus looked at the elf on the shore.

　　 Suddenly, he felt that this strange little elf was extremely sacred.

　　 Even in front of him, he is humble.

　　 Shen Fanyu said: "I want to ask you for something. If you give it to me, then I will return you something worth 10,000 times."

　　 "I want a kind of green stone, its name is malachite, it is the green stone that you elves often see when burning fire."

　　 Augustus looked at Shen Fanyu suspiciously.

　　The little elf with a big tone, he should have been angry, but why, I don't want to resist?

　　 Why do I especially like hearing his voice?

　　 Why do I even want to kneel to him.

　　 "How difficult is this?"

　　 King Augustus ordered malachite to be fetched. "Is it enough?"

　　Shen Fanyu took the malachite, and said, "Well, enough, little Augustus."

　　 "You will be rewarded for your respect for me."

　　 "Only an elf who is truly pious to me will feel respect for me. If you believe in me only superficially, you will just refuse my request."

　　 Shen Fanyu cancelled the illusion, and the spirit of creation appeared directly in front of the high elves.

　　 The high elves were stunned.

　　 It turns out that the elf child is the **** father!

　　 The one who asks for malachite is God the Father!

　　 All the high elves knelt down excitedly, including Augustus.

Augustus was trembling with excitement, Father God... This is the first time he has seen God Father since he was an adult. Great Father God, you really are the greatest thing, chaos flows in your body, creation is just Something you got out of your hand.

　　 You gave us civilization.

　　 Augustus's head stuck firmly on the mud.

　　 The pigmen tribes behind are very strange, God?

Where?

　　 They only saw a little elf appearing on the shore, then the child disappeared, and then all the high elves bowed down towards the place where the child disappeared.

God?

Where?

　　 Augustus proudly discovered that the pigman could not see the spirit of creation.

　　 It turns out that only high elves are worthy of seeing the spirit of creation.

　　 Shen Fanyu looked at the pious child and sighed. "Augustus, I promise you that because of your respect for me today, no matter what serious mistakes you make in the future, I can forgive you once."

　　 "But if your people abandon me, then I won't care."

　　 Augustus took a deep breath, feeling that it was worth dying right now. "Thank God Father."

　　 "Thank you for your blessings to me."

　　 Shen Fanyu wants a drop of ordinary high elf blood.

　　 He said to the elves: "I used my blood to plant the tree of the world, and the leaves of the tree of the world hatched you. Now I will use a drop of your blood to incubate a new race."

　　 The drop of blood fell in Shen Fanyu's basket.

　　 Countless brilliance erupted from it, seeming to be photons shooting indiscriminately.

　　 A hundred red stone statues and a hundred blue stone statues appeared on the coast.

　　【Crimson Stone Statue】!

　　【Blue Stone Statue】!

　　 The stone statues in the red and blue pits!

　　 Shen Fanyu said to the crimson stone statue: "I give you the power of the crimson stone statue. Your power will slow down living bodies and non-living bodies that can move by 20% for one minute, which can be superimposed."

　　 "I give you the power of the crimson stone statue. One percent of your power cannot be resisted by any armor or armor."

　　 This is equivalent to defining the power of the crimson stone statue.

　　 The power of the crimson stone statue = 20% deceleration and 1% true injury.

　　 "But I tell you, if anyone kills you, whoever will gain your power within 10 years."

　　 "So, you better accept the protection of the elves."

　　 Shen Fanyu said to the blue golem: "I give you the power of the blue golem. Your power will increase the recovery speed of the elves within 100 meters by 10 times. I give you the right to learn magic from the elves."

　　 "But I also want to tell you, if someone kills you, whoever will get your power in 10 years."

　　 "So, you better accept the protection of the elves."

　　 is not to increase the shortcomings deliberately, but if you don’t, the brilliant points will be 50,000 directly.

　　Where is it like this, [Crimson Stone Statue] and [Blue Stone Statue] each only needs 20,000 brilliant points.

　　 The two hundred newly born stone statues knelt down to Shen Fanyu, praying for the glory of God.

　　 The crimson stone statue raised its head and shouted, singing loudly the hymn of the spirit of creation.

　　 The strong, stone-like red body was terrifying. They turned and bowed their heads to the higher elves, accepting the spirit of creation's plan for the relationship between their race and the higher elves.

　　 The blue golem humbly asked the spirit of creation and the high elves to grant them magic.

　　 The high elves sincerely accepted their brother race.

　　 In their eyes, the two golem races are different from the pigmen, and they are brothers and sisters bestowed by the spirit of creation.

　　 They will treat and protect the Golem Organization.

　　 King Augustus was even more excited.

　　 He felt that he must have conquered the pig tribe, and let the spirit of creation, the Father God, reward him.

　　 This is my own merit.

　　The spirit of creation disappeared into the sky.

　　 King Augustus enthusiastically entertained the two hundred golems and invited them to return to the capital of the elves together with himself and others.

　　 The golems readily agreed.

　　 King Augustus gave orders to his attendants. "Be careful of those lowly pigmen. They must have heard it just now. As long as anyone kills our brother race, whoever will temporarily have the power of the brother race."

　　 "I think these pigmen are bound to plot bad luck."

　　 "Look at them!"