After discovering that they were surrounded, Edward and the others stopped and stood guard on the spot.
In fact, as players, Edward and the others are quite experienced in being surrounded. After all, there are mostly skeletons running around in the Valley of the Dead.
However, the situation at that time was a bit different from now. After all, without the command of high-level undead creatures or necromancers, skeletons would only act according to instinct, and most of the surrounding players were just coincidences due to their relatively large base number. Now they are consciously surrounded by the enemy.
A moment later, as the encirclement narrowed, Edward and the others saw the enemies surrounding them.
It was a creature with an average height of only one meter to one meter two. At first glance, it looked like a giant toad standing upright. They almost had no necks. The skin on the whole body was dark green or brown, and it looked smooth. Slimy, some with black streaks.
They wore shell-made clothes that only covered their vital parts, and held simple weapons with wooden poles tied with large snails in their hands. Their cheeks were bulging, and they looked hostile.
"What are you doing here again, dry-skinned people!" The big toad at the head wore a shell necklace around its neck. It seemed to be a leader. It seemed to have a bad temper. With a strong accent: "Get out of here, the lumpy beach belongs to our slime tribe!"
These guys who call themselves slime tribe are actually the 'frogmen' that Vera wanted to meet on this trip.
By the way, dry skin man is the collective name of frogmen for humans and other sub-human races except murlocs, which is a slightly insulting term.
"Wow, the name is yellow, and they are all frogmen, but there is no blood bar... Is this an enemy or a friend?" Goudan whispered.
"I don't know, it's probably a neutral monster." Edward shrugged.
"We don't want to fight you. We are here to help you." Vera said loudly. In order to enhance her persuasiveness, she threw her bow, arrow and short knife to the ground, and raised her hands to show that she was not hostile: " I hope to have a good talk with your patriarch."
After speaking, she winked at Edward and the others.
Edward and the others had no choice but to throw their equipment on the ground.
Unlike ordinary warriors and magicians in this world, even if players do not have equipment, most of their skills can be released, but the attribute bonuses of weapons are missing.
But the frogmen didn't know this. Seeing the players drop their weapons, their hostility immediately decreased a lot.
"We have nothing to talk about with you dryskins! Capture them! Remember that I am the one who captured you, the hero of the slime tribe, Gutto!"
The frogman leader glanced at Vera and the others contemptuously. While giving orders to the other frogmen, his jaw kept puffing up, and he seemed very proud.
"Hey, my Void of the Dead t2 big sword, don't drag it on the ground, what if it wears out after a long time..." Joe complained dissatisfied, but was ignored by the frogmen.
His weapon was indeed too heavy for the frogman and had to be dragged.
With the deliberate cooperation of Vera and the others, the players were escorted back to the village of the frogmen by tying their wrists with kelp.
On the way, Vera tried to talk to other frogmen, but found that other frogmen could not speak human language.
The village is built right next to the tidal flats, and there are not many houses. Most of them are big two-meter-high conchs. There are also some houses made of coral and reefs, but they are relatively rare.
Although it is quite exotic, but to be honest, the aesthetics of frogmen seem to be quite different from that of humans. Standing on the streets of frogmen villages and looking far away will give people a feeling that the village is very dirty and chaotic. …
Even if the tide is not high now, the sea water will still submerge people's ankles when walking in the village.
"This is the first time I've seen a frogman's house..." Goudan looked around curiously.
"It's not just you, I guess not many humans have seen the houses of the frogmen." Vera whispered, "If you want to say that the most mysterious race in the world, the frogmen can be ranked in the top ten!"
Except for some sailors, there is not much intersection between humans and frogmen.
In many cases, frogmen will deliberately avoid humans and settle in some relatively remote places, so they are relatively rare.
And frogmen have nothing worthy of human covetousness. Their meat is not delicious, and some organs of their bodies cannot strengthen yang, and their own civilization does not have special products such as pearls. The most valuable things are probably only the ones they dry on the conch room. Salted fish...
Therefore, since the end of the war of gods and the rebuilding of civilization by human beings for so many years, there have been basically no conflicts with the frogmen.
That's why Angela was curious about why the Miyan Society had a conflict with the Frogmen, and why the Frogmen would rather have a hard anus than the Miyan Society to move away from this tidal flat... and give the Frogmen a little help if possible to prevent the Frogmen from relocating. The eye will be able to draw too much power from the tidal flats to attack the unknown town.
"The Great Elder's residence is right in front, you can tell the Great Elder if you have anything to say." Guatu who escorted them over said arrogantly.
"Although you said you had nothing to talk to us about, didn't you honestly bring us here in the end? It seems that you are also a good guy!" Qiao, who is more straightforward as a soldier, was immediately happy.
"Hmph, I just want to see what you have to say!" Guatu sneered, and led everyone into the largest conch house in the frogman village.
The space in the conch house is spacious, and the frogman known as the Great Elder by Guatu has already been waiting for them inside.
The opponent has orange skin that is completely different from other frogmen, and its body is much larger than other frogmen, and its back is covered with pimples, which looks a little bit penetrating.
"I've heard from Guatu, do you have anything to say to me?" The other party spoke in a standard Humen language: "Although I don't think you can help us."
"Please don't talk to us in such a hostile manner, we are indeed here to help you."
Vera tried her best to straighten her mind and negotiate with the other party: "I believe that you have been attacked by other humans during this period..."
"Did you do that!" Before Vera finished speaking, Guatu jumped out and said angrily.
"Guatu, you back down first." The elder frogman shouted back Guatu, and then comforted Vera a little: "I'm sorry for his impulsiveness, but please understand that you dry skinned people Almost, he can hardly tell."
"That's right, our Nummy people have different skin colors and stripes. You see, the stripes on my back look like a chrysanthemum... Ah, I'm sorry elder, you know, I've always been proud of my cute little chrysanthemum."
Guatu was halfway showing off, and found that everyone in the room, including the elder, was looking at it, and couldn't help but retreat into the corner resentfully.