"Ancient Mecha Giant?"
On the way to the Bode village, Terry told the birdman about the purpose of his and Jom's trip, but the birdman looked as if it was listening to a fairytale. "Kuku has never heard of such a thing!"
"As I thought …"
Terry sighed.
Although he felt that the Bodes would not know about it, he still asked with a sliver of hope.
"Like I said. That thing looks like a war machine built by the dwarves, and shouldn't have anything to do with the Bodes." Jom interjected in a timely manner.
"Come to think of it, Mister Ironfelt did mention that the Mecha Giant has the style of the ancient dwarves … But aren't you a gray dwarf, Mister Ironfelt?" Terry asked curiously. "Aren't gray dwarves exiled?"
"That seems to be a misrepresentation by the humans. It's said that the dwarves were split into two factions due to their faith. Those who worshipped the Earthweaver were the conservative dwarves, while Stoff, the God of Craftsmanship and Fine Wine were the gray dwarves. They just don't live together."
Jom, who had read similar threads on the forums said. "The era of division should be between the last era and this one, but the world was in chaos during that period and there weren't many records."
The birdman, Kuku, could not understand what the two were talking about, but did not say anything. He simply weaved nimbly through the forest, giving Terry and Jom directions from time to time.
The way he was used to wandering in the forest even gave the two the illusion that he was a monkey instead of a birdman …
"We're here. Our village is just up ahead!"
The birdman suddenly turned cheerfully to the two after walking for over an hour.
"That's quite close."
Terry replied casually, adjusting the strap of his backpack.
Walking through the forest was much slower than walking on the main road. Even if Terry and Jom had gotten used to traversing the forest, their progress was not exactly fast, and they only managed to cover three to four kilometers in an hour.
Jom, who was walking at the back of the group, perked up a little. But unlike the little birdie, Kuku was happy because he was close to home, while Jom was purely on high alert.
After walking a few more steps, they walked out of the jungle, and their field of vision suddenly opened up. The boundary between the forest and the lawn was very clear, and it was obvious that someone had deliberately cleared it. In the middle of the lawn was an extremely thick tree.
However, if one were to look closely, they would find that the so-called 'extremely thick tree' was actually similar to the banyan tree. It was a small forest composed of dozens of trees with the same roots and the same origin. These trees were only about as thick as three to five people hugging each other. It was rare in the city, but it was quite common in the deep mountains and old forests, so it was not unusual.
The tree was about thirty to forty meters tall. It was slightly taller than the trees in the surrounding forest, but there was a limit to how tall it was. If one were to compare it to a human, it would probably be equivalent to being a head taller than the trees outside.
Even so, the canopy of those unusual symbiotic trees was quite dense. Although there was a considerable distance between the forest and the symbiotic trees that had been cleared into an empty space, the area would look no different from a normal forest if one looked down from the sky, and there would probably not be anything unusual about it.
Moreover, there were many weirdly styled treehouses built over the small forest. They were basically made out of trees, rough and yet filled with a certain wild beauty, and those were probably the houses of the people.
If they had seen such a sight before they became Players, Terry and Jom would have gasped in amazement and wonder.
However, after the baptism of the Elven Synchronized Intellect Nation event and experiencing the majestic flying city of Sky Horizon …
The symbiotic forest and the dilapidated wooden houses were really nothing to be amazed about …
"Kuku!"
Just as the trio approached the symbiotic trees, a shout suddenly echoed from the canopy above.
Then, dozens of figures descended from the skies, surrounding Terry and Jom.
They were also surrounded by the birdie who was walking between them!
Both Terry and Jom immediately assumed a fighting stance.
However, the birdman ran out and spread his wings like an old hen protecting its chicks, standing in front of the two of them.
The birdie who looked like a spirit crow shouted, "Wait, Brother Chirpy?
They're not bad people! "
"Kuku?
Come here, don't stand with the humans! "The crow-man shouted fiercely." They're all greedy and evil creatures! Have you forgotten about Dora?! "
"It's not like that, Brother Chirpy!
They saved me! "The birdie argued.
"That's because they have a bigger goal! Stop talking and come here! "The crow-man said anxiously.
"Brother Chirpy?
There might be bad people among humans, but there must be good people too, right?
You can't treat them all as bad people! "The birdie exclaimed.
"Am I right?"
Jom looked around at the birdies surrounding them, and found that the crow-man was the highest level among them.
He couldn't help feeling much calmer, and even had the mood to pet the birdie's head, before fanning the flames at the crow-man who had a nervous look on his face. "You're not even as sensible as this kid."
"Shut up, I'm not talking to you, human!"
Human! "The crow-man drew the bow in his hand.
"Wanna fight? Let me get this out of the way first … "Jom took out his wand and slammed it on the ground.
The ground shook, and the expressions of the Avians changed drastically — other than the crow-man, whose face was completely black, nothing could be seen. Jom continued, "I'm a person who doesn't accept surrender, and I don't want to keep any captives."
"Me too," Jom added as he took out his greatsword.
The crow-man did not fire his arrow, but he did not release the bowstring either. It seemed like he was shocked by Jom's action, but he did not want to give up so easily, so he remained in a stalemate.
After a while, Terry grumbled impatiently, "I don't want to waste any more time here," so Jom pulled out his wand as well. The atmosphere was extremely tense, and a crushing battle could break out at any moment.
Just then, a well-mannered birdie suddenly dropped down from the tree.
He was wearing something that resembled a formal dress in human society. Even though most of the material was leaves and animal skins, it still had a sense of style to it. He wore a monocle on his face, and his expression was gentle and refined.
He stopped the crow-man's confrontation. "Wait a minute, Chirpy Sparrow. They aren't enemies, and your reckless actions may cause our tribe to fall into a state of eternal damnation."
"What? I'm just doing what I'm supposed to do! "The crow-man looked indignant.
"That's the Wise Man's words, I'm just conveying it," the birdie continued.
"Ugh …"
The crow-man was speechless after that, and Jom thought to himself that the Wise Man must be someone of considerable status in Bode Village.
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"My two guests, can you come with me to meet the Wise Man?"
Seeing that the crow-man was silent, the birdie asked Terry and Jom in a friendly manner.
Then, under their horrified gazes —
His face turned a hundred and eighty degrees.
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