Looking at his biceps that were thicker than his thighs, Kui Wu's figure was no less than two meters tall, just like a small giant. However, his oval face, pointed ears, and blonde hair were hard to ignore.
Such an image made Lin Xiang think of a term that was very far away from him: King Kong Barbie. Although it was used to describe women, a certain someone couldn't think of a more suitable description.
Gathering his courage, Lin lowered his voice and asked a very offensive question, "Half-elf?"
"Unfortunately, pure-blooded. My ancestors didn't mix with other bloodlines for three generations. "As if used to being asked this question, the elf sitting next to the fire didn't mind and skillfully mocked himself. He looked at the pot on the fire and pulled out a bowl from nowhere. With a bright smile that didn't resemble the elf's elegance, he said, "Want some?"
Lin was more than happy to have someone help him destroy this evil thing in the pot. He greeted them enthusiastically, and with lightning speed, before the other party could clearly see what was in the pot, he filled the bowl to the brim.
When the piping hot broth was in his hands, even though the elf was used to the various hardships and difficulties of traveling, he was still stunned when he saw the soup in the bowl. He gathered his courage and took a bite. After a few mouthfuls, his eyes lit up and he said, "This is the taste of Flame Magic Mushroom, Blazing Fire Lizard, and Fire Squirrel Egg. Good stuff, good stuff." After saying that, he drank the broth in one gulp.
Can this thing really be drunk? Lin asked tentatively, "Another bowl?"
The elf was a bit regretful and asked with a bit of teasing, "Then is there anyone willing to spend the night with me tonight?"
The two girls shook their heads like a rattle drum. Fen's eyes drifted into the distance, pretending not to hear. The elf who was so strong that he didn't look like an elf laughed and said, "It seems that I'm not lucky enough to be favored by anyone tonight. So I can't drink any more of this broth, or it will be very painful. But I think that you, who are lucky, should drink more. It's very good for your body. "At the same time, he pointed at his lower body.
This thing … can be drunk? Lin's heart was shaken, and even his hand shook. He saw the lizard tail in the bowl sink down, revealing its head. His empty, soulless eyes met with a certain someone's gaze, and his heart wavered even more. He couldn't help but grumble, "Although I've told you that food is good for nourishment, do you know what it means to be weak? People whose bodies are too weak are not suitable for strong tonics at all. You have to use gentler tonics to recuperate your bodies. Do you know that? "
He then saw the three women looking at him with indescribable gazes. A certain someone reckoned that if he drank this soup, his body would become even weaker …
Fortunately, the appearance of the elves seemed to have allowed someone to escape the fate of being squeezed dry.
Strange travellers, by chance, sitting by the same fire, would not stare at each other in silence. The most common thing was, of course, exchanging information about their travels. In other words, everyone was bragging to see who was better at bragging. Those who were eloquent would naturally receive more courteous treatment. As for whether the information was true or not, no one cared.
Especially when the elf took out a bandou zither from his bag, playing and singing, it was like a weapon of mass destruction, intoxicating the two girls. Fen was also appreciating it, but not as fascinated as the two girls. Although a certain someone was quietly appreciating it, he missed the place before transmigrating. In terms of the entertainment industry, the Mystical Land would not be able to catch up even in a thousand years.
He learned the other party's identity from the chat. The other party was a wanderer of a nearby elf tribe called Wadwal. His name was Kalamaharang. In human language, his name could be translated as "God of Thunder." After countless journeys, he set foot on the road back to his hometown. He also invited a group of people to his tribe as guests.
As soon as she heard the name of the tribe, it immediately attracted Kaya's attention. Then, he quietly sent a text message to everyone's vision.
"Wadwal, wood elf tribe, unfriendly."
The six major homo sapiens races in the Mystical Land were elves, dwarves, humans, goblins, half-orcs, and orcs. The orcs were more like the "ethnic minorities" on Earth. They had different physical characteristics, widely different customs, habits, and their numbers and distribution were not so many that they could be considered a separate group. That was why such a general name was used to represent so many of the Orc races.
Even if they were of the same race, they were divided into many different groups with different customs and habits. It was difficult to generalize. If they were divided according to their level of civilization, they could be divided into civilized and uncivilized races.
Between the uncivilized and the uncivilized, the Half-Beastmen were the most uncivilized race. They were not good at creation, and this was not only referring to the cultural aspect, but also the creation of weapons and other war weapons. Compared to obediently farming and making things, they were more willing to use robbing to satisfy their needs.
Dwarves were a race that tended to be more civilized. Perhaps it was the nature of the race to dig out ores, forge, and even brew good wine, so almost no dwarf would neglect the accumulation and progress of these skills. And as long as there was accumulation and progress, civilization would be born.
Humans and goblins were similar. Civilized people formed kingdoms and empires, helping each other to develop a brilliant civilization. Uncivilized people were called barbarians, existing in the form of tribes. All kinds of beast-like habits made them choose to live in the most primitive way.
Goblins, on the other hand, walked the line between civilization and uncivilized more than humans. Civilized goblins developed a civilization that was enough to threaten magic, especially the power of self-destruction. Except for them, who multiplied extremely quickly, no other race dared to use the lives of generations to promote technological innovation like this group of wrinkled dwarves.
Just like the saying "two-legged goblins are everywhere," their creations never considered safety. They could take away the enemy in one wave or themselves in one wave. The most common thing that happened was, of course, taking away the enemy as well as themselves. Think about it, they had technology like the United States, but each one of them was like a holy warrior playing suicide bomb attacks. Not many people dared to provoke such a race.
As for the uncivilized goblins, they had a different name: the Cancer of the Mysterious Ground. This was because medical technology was not advanced enough, and they did not recognize cancer. In other words, the people here would die before they could live to get cancer. Otherwise, it would not be too much to call the uncivilized goblins "the Cancer of the Mysterious Ground."
Purely relying on robbing to survive, their reproductive ability was amazing, and they were even more annoying than cockroaches. They had even degraded the ability to speak. In their conversation, other than some random words, the rest of it was just hand gestures.
The only fortunate thing was that even their civilized brethren did not like this group of uncivilized brethren who only followed their instincts and lived by robbing. Therefore, they would not hand over their "explosive" creations to this group of brethren.
The elves, who had high intelligence and a long lifespan, could explore all the truth. Logically speaking, they should not have uncivilized tribes. In fact, compared to the elves who built kingdoms, the tribes that called themselves wood elves could be classified as uncivilized tribes.
They were different from their uncivilized brethren of the Homo sapiens. The situation of the other races might be that they did not have an environment to accumulate knowledge, or they did not have a teacher to guide them. In addition, they lived in a difficult environment, and survival was the most important thing every day. Other than that, they did not have the energy to pursue other pursuits, so there were no obvious achievements in the accumulation of civilization.
But the life of the wood elves was what they pursued.
They lived in the forest like animals, only taking what was necessary for their survival, and never more. They were indifferent to life and death, advocated balance, and did not distinguish between good and evil. They did not interfere with most things, and were quite indifferent to the concept of revenge. They only saw everything that happened as the inevitable of fate.
It sounded like the uncivilized wood elves were easy to bully, and anyone could step on them. Some human nobles even secretly kept female elves as slaves, and they were usually captured from wood elf tribes by slave menders.
But for such a race to be able to survive to this age, how could they not have something to rely on?
They were natural hunters, and the entire race had the talent of druids. Apart from elven magic and human magic, the wood elves had the magical ability to cast spells. Of course, they could not use spells that were too profound. But this ability did not need to be learned, nor did it need to be practiced. It was as if everything was imprinted in their bones. If they wanted to use it, all they had to do was ask.
Just by looking at this description, the wood elves were like warlocks under the ADND rule.
Besides, just because they did not like revenge did not mean that they would not resist. In order to defeat a wood elf, a conservative estimate would require a ten-man team of experienced human warriors to have any hope of defeating it. Even their own kind, the civilized elves who had established their own countries, would usually be crushed in a one-on-one battle with a fully armed wood elf.
The reason for this difference was that every wood elf tribe would have a World Tree, and the World Tree would nourish the elves under its protection. When a wood elf tribe appeared in the Maze World, it meant that a World Tree had appeared in this world.
Relying on this plant, which was a legendary existence in many fantasy stories and myths on Earth, was the reason why the wood elves were able to continue and stubbornly adhere to their traditions. Because living in the World Tree's range would bring unimaginable benefits, but at the same time, there were also many rules that had to be followed.
This was why some elves would leave the World Tree's range and form their own countries, walking the path of civilization. At the same time, this was also the reason why the wood elf tribes remained uncivilized.
However, the World Tree not only nurtured powerful wood elves to protect itself, but also had various buffs and debuffs upon entering its range of influence.
For other homo sapiens, the World Tree was like a magic tower with its own tower spirit. Not only would the World Tree automatically distinguish between friend and foe, but its various auxiliary effects would also make those with bad intentions feel despair. Fortunately, the World Tree's growth was not so easy, and the wood elves' solitary nature prevented them from spreading throughout the Maze World like the uncivilized goblins.
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