"Master, do you know the top races in Bailing?" Wu Qi suddenly thought of that and immediately asked.
Bailing has different rankings, and those at the top must be races with powerful talents. Therefore, if you want to choose an envoy for the Tenth Throne, there is a high probability that you will choose from the top races of Bailing.
Solu stroked Dongba's red beard and recalled: "The teacher really knows a few of them. But not many, there are only the top three."
Wu Qi nodded heavily: "That's enough, please tell him."
Solu raised three fingers: "The third of the 100 spirits, the black elves. I know that Harvey is from the black elves. All their people are elite hunters, although the normal black elves are not as giant as Harvey." Although they have a body and exaggerated strange strength, no one in the black elves is good at being secretive and taking human lives silently. The forest is a hunting paradise for the black elves. They make use of all the animals and plants in the forest and the props made to hunt them. It's a normal skill. Once an enemy with a dangerous aura invades the hunting range of a black elf hunter, the black elf hunter who works as a team will have a hunting success rate of over 90%."
"The second of the hundred spirits, the shape-shifting beast clan. He doesn't know the territory of the shape-shifting beast clan. Whether their race's innate ability to 'transform' can transform into the appearance of any life, and even more branched abilities can completely copy other lives. The aura and strange abilities of the shape-shifting beasts. It is rumored that only members of the same clan can see through the measurable traces of the shape-shifting beasts' "transformation", and the powerful shape-shifting beasts can even confuse clan members who are weaker than themselves. This group of people are naturally born intelligence experts, making them extremely difficult to guard against and fearful of. "
"And the original leader of the Bailings is the Ancient Dragon Clan, whose strength is the strongest in the Forest of Bailings! The Ancient Dragon Clan is the most terrifying in strength and the rarest in population. They are born with genes that have evolved to a huge size. The absorption rate during the eating process is considerable. There are almost no races that can compare with them. The most terrifying thing about the ancient dragon tribe is that once a certain ancient dragon tribe masters the third-level natural control power, the life of those who unfortunately encounter it will really be a disaster. disaster."
Wu Qi firmly remembered the information Solu gave him. Please tell me that the top three races that sound the most exaggerated are the "Ancient Dragon Race". "Dragon" is a life that did not exist in the civilization of the old age. However, after the years of the Dark Age and the evolution of countless lives, such life did appear in the Apocalypse Abyss of the Dawn Age and formed the ecology of the population.
Wu Qi realized that perhaps the bronze dragon and frost-red dragon he had encountered in the territory of Arthur, the Seventh Throne, were members of the ancient dragon tribe. Looking back now, the strength of those two "dragons" is very powerful. If I were to fight alone as a posthumous person, I would have some chance of winning when I encounter the bronze dragon again, but it would not matter whether Guang Guang can successfully escape against the frost red dragon. Fortunately.
"The envoy of the Tenth Throne will most likely be a strong man from the Ancient Dragon Clan, the Shapeshifting Beast Clan, and the Black Elf Clan..." Wu Qi silently remembered it in his heart, and then said to Solu sincerely: "Master, Thank you for telling him that. He figured he would be able to use that information in the future."
Solu took another sip of wine and laughed in disbelief: "Used it? Don't be complacent. It's best if I don't use any of that information. Because using any of it means that it will be difficult to make mistakes. The danger of getting out.”
Wu Qi's obsidian eyes seemed to be twinkling with stars, and he smiled like a warm sun: "No, I will follow Master's teachings."
Before the time approached midnight, the lights in the entire camp were completely extinguished.
In the dark room No. 5, Wu Qi was walking alone on the bed waiting for the first quarter of an hour to end. He was fully armed, wearing silver sand armor, a hunter's long bow on his back, and a long knife that had always been with him on his waist. The traveling backpack he placed in front of him was decorated with the travel necessities he purchased, including gadgets for survival and consumables to increase survival rate.
It was only 5 minutes before midnight. Wu Qi picked up his backpack with one leg and pushed open the door of the dormitory. He walked towards the gate of the camp without a trace of hesitation.
The sky of the abyss will always be as black as death, and he can dream exactly the same thing in his dreams. The sky arc across the sky in the center of the sky is now dark blue, spreading dark blue light to the earth.
The silver sand desert was dyed the same dark blue by the light of the arc of the sky in the middle of the night. Wu Qi stood at the gate of the camp, and just then the dark messenger crow flapped its wings and flew to the top of the fence at the gate of the camp. It said nothing, and seemed to "accompany" Wu Qi so quietly to wait.
Wu Qi quickly went through everything he had harvested in the hunting team in his mind. The figures of Harvey, Lycaon, Solu and others flashed before his eyes. It was very likely that the Snow Lynx had gradually gained Harvey's trust after a month. . When he turned his attention to the outside world again, the sudden appearance of a figure in front of him made his pupils shrink.
It was the red-robed envoy uniform that impressed Wu Qi Liudong deeply. The east hem of the envoy's uniform is in tatters, with no jagged edges and corners, as if it is an old battle suit that has experienced countless battles and has been preserved to the present day. The 2.8-meter-tall figure was hidden under the red robes that fluttered in the wind. The hood covered his head. Through the open hole in the front of the hood, a gloomy black gas like a ghost soul could be seen.
At zero o'clock, at the gate of the hunting team's camp, the person who greeted him on time was actually the sixth envoy - Hiram!
Wu Qi lowered his head slightly, tilted his body forward 30 degrees, and said respectfully and politely: "Wu Qi sees the sixth envoy."
For a second, an ethereal voice that seemed to come from distant time and space came from the hood that was billowing with mysterious black energy. The ethereal voice did not distinguish between male and female, and the words it spoke were not in human language.
"Human, he is my boss."
"Dong Yiren... is in the rank?" Wu Qi didn't expect it.
"The Lord of the Throne has transferred my rights of use from Harvey to him. From the bright moon, I will follow him to carry out the tasks he assigned me."
After Hiram said this, the red-robed envoy's uniform, as ethereal as the voice, "floated" towards Wu Qi. Wu Qi stood there without moving, and then the thick black smoke from the hood suddenly flew out of the hood and surrounded Wu Qi's body.
Wu Qi saw that his field of vision was suddenly filled with black energy that made him unable to see his legs and fingers. Before he could react, his consciousness quickly fell into the abyss of darkness as if he had been intoxicated by the incense.
In the abyss of consciousness that cannot sense the outside world or the flow of time, Wu Qi's conscious body does not know how long it has been sleeping. From coma to waking up, it only took a moment for Wu Qi.
When the strange and unpredictable "Ecstasy Incense" lifted the hypnosis of Wu Qi's consciousness, Wu Qi's consciousness quickly returned to the outside world. When he opened and closed his eyes, he just saw a circle of thick black smoke flowing from both sides of his body to the front, and then flowing into the hollow of Hiram's hood.
"Is that so weird?" Wu Qi was horrified. He tried to keep calm, and when he realized that he was walking on the ground, he quickly stood up.
With that touch, a new world suddenly opened up in front of Wu Qi's perception! Wu Qi opened his eyes wide in shock, looking around at the strange and wonderful world around him.
The foot east is not the sand of the Silver Desert, but a fertile soil with sufficient nutrients and humidity. Looking up, there is a large dark blue forest with no end in sight. That dark blue forest is "glowing". The "light" was different from being dyed dark blue by the dark blue sky arc light, but it was because there were countless fluorescent particles floating everywhere in the air of the forest.
The fluorescent particles, which are as vast as the sea, look like fireflies or vegetation like dandelions. They are scattered in places that can be touched by stretching one's legs, quietly emitting a long and beautiful shimmer. Perhaps they light up the dark blue forest, allowing the various forms of plants to appear in front of others in the dark.
In Wu Qi's memory, a second ago he was in the middle of the Silver Sand Desert, carrying the hunting team's camp gate on his back. It turned out that the whole world had undergone a sudden change, and he was instantly Moved to another beautiful land. Add to that the strange and wonderful scenery of the forest in front of you, your brain can't help but compare the differences between the two, and the impact on your senses is naturally huge.
"Sir the Sixth Envoy, can he call you Lord Hiram?" Wu Qizhen asked.
"Whatever," Hiram's disembodied voice replied.
Hiram was also looking at the forest ahead. Although Wu Qi couldn't see Hiram's eyes, he could feel that Hiram's eyes were also directed towards the fluorescent particles gathering ahead.
Wu Qi's Adam's apple rolled, he adjusted his breathing and heartbeat, and asked: "Sir Hiram, where is that?"
"Lark Forest."
When the four words "Forest of 100 Spirits" jumped into Wu Qi's ears, his heart involuntarily trembled. One Fucuo was surprised by the fact that he suddenly moved to another throne territory after waking up, and the other Fucuo sighed from the bottom of his heart at the coincidence of fate.
Wu Qi gently clenched his legs into fists and slowly released them. He couldn't help but think of what Solu had said to him, and he could even recall his tone and expression.
"Using it? Don't be complacent. I'd better not use any of that information. Because using any of them means the danger of making a mistake and making it difficult to escape."
"Master, thank you for the information about the Forest of Lark that you explained to him. As luck would have it, that information came in handy so quickly."
Wu Qi said silently in his heart. He looked at Hiram, asked Hiram to determine how long he had been asleep, and received an answer of not more than a moment.
That's the same night. Shouldn't he be surrounded by the black energy controlled by Hiram, and then be taken there by Hiram while he was unconscious.
Suddenly, Hiram began to move deeper into the forest without saying a word, and Wu Qi quickly raised his legs to follow. There was no sound of footsteps when Hiram moved, and the outline of his legs could not be seen from the hem of the red robe. This made Wu Qi couldn't help but guess who Hiram's true form was. Maybe it was a powerful ghost.