"I saw a naked elf!"
Roland: Huh
If you tell me this, I won't be sleepy... No, why is there a naked elf in this small town
Also, is this elf male or female
Roland looked a little confused.
He came to see the enemies of the goddess of magic, and the place looked like a former sealed place.
But the question is...how could an elf jump out
What he has to deal with is a human magician from hundreds of years ago.
The kind that could almost beat Missla to death.
Did I make a mistake? This is not a sealed place
That magician is sealed somewhere else
Looking at Roland's slightly confused expression, Poliscilla said: "That male elf has a great figure, especially the whip, which is obviously much bigger than my husband's. Unfortunately, it was too dark last night, and I I couldn’t see his face clearly.”
Roland was speechless.
The elves are notoriously slim, including men.
This can only mean that his husband is too young.
Roland didn't want to hear these things, so he asked, "What happened to the elf?"
"Disappeared." Poliscilla sighed regretfully: "I am just a magic apprentice. Until now, I have no way to use magic other than the magic hand. How could I dare to block the way of an elf."
This is quite true.
Because the elves have long lifespans, even commoners have magical abilities.
The best time for human beings to learn is from the age of six to thirty.
But the elves are in the best learning age throughout their lives.
Therefore, an adult elf, even a civilian, is much stronger than ordinary humans.
Not to mention those elf professionals.
"In which direction are you probably going?" Roland asked again.
Poliscilla shook his head: "It disappeared with a swish. Invisible."
It seems that such a problem is indeed difficult for a magic apprentice.
Roland left the potion store and went to the area of sealed yellow mud again.
He opened his mental perception to conduct a detailed and serious perception.
Finally found something wrong again.
He saw several pottery vessels placed in a secret compartment underground.
Use fossils as mud to open the ground, then control the magic hand to take out these pottery vessels and open the lids one by one.
Roland saw that it was filled with fresh blood.
In Roland's system interface, this thing is represented like this.
Item: Magically Improved Elven Blood (Epic)
Effect: After ordinary people consume it, it will increase the upper limit of their life span to a certain extent. The specific increased value is determined by the user's physique and whether he or she has a hidden bloodline.
Roland was stunned for a moment.
This thing doesn't look ordinary at first glance. Why haven't I discovered it before
He carefully inspected the appearance of the pottery and found that there were subtle magic circle marks. Then he inspected and studied it again and found that it was a hidden array.
The causal system allows people to ignore this thing invisibly and pretend that they have not seen it.
Roland was also convinced at first.
But he had high mental strength and was very serious about this investigation, so he was able to find these things.
"nice one."
Roland put these jars of pottery into the system backpack.
In the game, anything that can increase lifespan is a good thing, mainly because it can be sold for money.
This kind of thing doesn't mean much to players.
Because as a professional's strength increases, the upper limit of his life will also continue to increase.
For example, Roland is now a master magician, and the system shows that his life span in the game is 273 years old.
These things can be sold to game NPCs and make a lot of money.
And it can also be used by Vivian and Stephanie.
The life span of the two of them should not be long.
Andonara doesn't need these things, her vitality is even much higher than Roland's.
Then he walked around the Sealed Land a few times, and finally took out a straight stick from the system backpack and stuck it in the mud.
"Make a wish: point out the direction of the elves who left this sealed place."
The stick fell to the west with a clang.
Roland's body shook slightly. The negative price of the small wishing spell came as promised, but it was blocked by Roland's mental power and magic power and had no effect.
Completely and in reality are two different experiences.
It once again proved how poor Roland's physical strength was in reality.
The white cloud levitation technique held his body up into the air, and then flew along the west.
He had already activated his mental power while he was high in the air, floating about thirty meters in the low air, using his mental power to search for the plants and trees below.
He had a feeling that the disappearing elf could bring him a big surprise.
In this way, he kept flying west. About two hours later, he landed on the ground and used the small wishing technique to find the direction of the elf. Then he adjusted his direction slightly and continued to fly forward.
Roland's upper limit of magic power is too exaggerated for people of the same level. He has been flying and searching with mental power for several hours, but the magic power has not dropped below 50%.
Then in the evening, he finally caught up with his target.
An elf was holding a simple wooden bow, with his upper body exposed and a circle of leaves around his waist, running wildly.
At that time, Roland's spiritual tentacles had already wrapped around the area.
This elf is obviously a professional and a dual cultivator.
When Roland's spiritual tentacles approached, he noticed it immediately, then turned around and ran backwards.
Based on the direction of his spiritual tentacles, he soon saw the white clouds chasing him in the sky.
"Magician!"
The male elf's face was distorted. He backed up and shouted into the air, then pulled his simple wooden bow.
Although there was no arrow, the moment he pulled the string, a green arrow came out, and then shot into the air with a whooshing sound, with a twist.
The bow and arrow pierced the white clouds, but made no sound.
As if being swallowed up by something.
The elf's face turned cold, then he turned around and ran forward as hard as he could, so fast that the leaves from his waist fell off, and the thing threw out an afterimage.
But it still didn't work.
Several huge mage hands floated down from the air, catching up with him easily and pressing the elf to the ground.
"Let me go, you despicable mage." The male elf struggled hard: "My people will come to save me. You are dead. A druid will never give up on a tribesman who is separated outside."
He struggled mightily.
There is a sense of being unyielding.
Roland slowly descended from the sky and looked down at the other party: "I just have a few questions to ask you, don't be afraid."
Um
The elf also stopped struggling.
He took a clear look at Roland's appearance and was stunned for a moment: "Aren't you the devil?"
"Of course not. I don't know who the devil you are talking about is." In order to show his position, Roland cast several auxiliary spells such as healing and calming spells on the opponent: "So you don't have to be so afraid."
The elf stopped struggling. Roland flicked his fingers and made several magic hands disappear.
The elf stood up, patted his naked body, and finally looked at Roland and said, "I feel that you have the smell of the same race in you."
"I can barely be considered a half-elf." Roland smiled.
He does have elven blood in him, after all, this is the job change requirement for Sword Dancer.
The elf breathed a sigh of relief, slumped on the ground, then hugged his legs and cried: "It's great, it's great, it's one of our own, I don't have to be abused anymore."
He cried very hard.
Roland took out the spare clothes from the system backpack and threw them in front of the opponent, and then took out some dry food and clean water.
The male elf put on his clothes and said, "My name is Samos."
Then he held the dry food and water and ate it with tears in his eyes.
Roland waited quietly.
After about five or six minutes, the male elf finished the food in his hands, and then looked at Roland with an expectant look, as if he wanted more.
Luo Si said: "Samos, it's not that I don't give you something to eat, but you seem to have been hungry for a long time. If you eat too much, your stomach will easily burst."
"Okay, this is true." Samos touched his belly, then stood up, put his left hand on his right chest, bent over to Roland, and said, "Thank you, wandering tribesmen , has given me such a great help. Just now you said that if you want to ask me anything, please feel free to ask, I know everything and I will answer you."
The elves have more trust in their own people, or those who are mixed with the blood of their own clan.
Roland smiled and asked, "I'm curious as to why you appear naked in this area. And you look so down and out."
"I was caught. He is a human magician." Samos recalled his previous experience, with obvious timidity in his eyes: "He is not an ordinary magician, he is very strong. I have no backhand in front of him. The power is the same as it is in front of you.”
"What does he look like?"
"Blonde and blue eyes." Samos looked at Roland: "Same as you."
"What was his purpose in arresting you?"
"Use my pure elf blood to make alchemy potions." Samos clasped his hands together: "He uses evil magic to extract a certain amount of blood from my body every day to make me weak but not let me die. They also give me something to eat every day, but it’s not much, just enough to keep me alive.”
Roland frowned.
Samos continued: "Keeping them underground, because there is no light, I don't even know how much time has passed. There, every second that passes is a long day to me."
"He only took your blood?" Roland asked, "Didn't he do anything else?"
"Isn't this enough?" Samos asked back: "It is a terrible torture to imprison a hunter who yearns for wind and freedom in the dark underground."
Roland waved his hand: "That's not what I meant. I was asking, didn't he abuse you?"
"Physical abuse, that's not the case."
"When were you arrested?" Roland asked: "I know you are imprisoned and have no sense of time, but it is July of the French Spark Year."
Samos was stunned for a moment: "I came here in May of the Year of Spark."
Only two months!
"It turned out to be only two months. I thought twenty years had passed." Samos wanted to cry again.
"You should go back to the Elf Forest first." Roland took out some dry food and water and handed them to the other party. He also gave the other party a long sword: "This place is not too far from the Elf Forest."
Hunters also have good melee abilities.
Samos took the sword: "Thank you, tribesman, what is your name?"
"Roland."
Samus took the name to heart, then turned and left quickly.
He was really afraid of getting caught again.
If he returns to the Elf Forest safely, he probably won't want to come out to the human world again within a few decades.
Roland returned to the town and came to the seal again.
It was already night. He thought for a moment and put the pottery jars back.
Then he hid aside and waited quietly.
The first day and the second day, there were no signs.
Occasionally, townspeople came over with shovels and wanted to dig something out, but they were ordinary people anyway. Even after digging for a long time with a shovel, they could not dig a hole ten meters deep.
It was not until the third night, when the moon was high and the wind was dark, that Roland finally found the person he wanted to wait for.
A young magician with blond hair and blue eyes came to the sealing place.
But as soon as he got close, he stopped again, looked at where Luo Ban was hiding, and asked: "Who are you?"
Roland came out of the darkness, looked at the other party, and asked, "Yabotso?"
The man took a deep look at Roland, then immediately turned around and left.
Roland was about to catch up, but saw that the other party's body suddenly became transparent, and there were some strange pictures around him.
For example, the shadow of the trees is a black stone path that does not exist in the town.
Sitting for menstrual consultation, this person has arrived in another world.
In fact, this is normal.
This is a compound magic that works together between the space system and the illusion system.
Walking in another world.
This is a very strong skill, but one that involves a lot of luck.
You can escape to an alien plane anytime and anywhere, but it is not 100% likely to appear in a safe place. It may also appear in the ocean or a swamp. Everything is random.
Moreover, there is no guarantee where he will appear when he comes back from an alien plane.
It's too random, and most magicians don't dare to use it.
Even Roland is the same.
I didn't expect this person to be so decisive.
After escaping into the alien plane, the other person's figure will soon disappear from the main plane. If you want to find him, you have to enter the same alien plane as the other person.
Roland didn't chase him and couldn't find him. After entering the alien plane, only the first few seconds would show up.
Then the person seemed to disappear into the alien space.
Even Roland couldn't break this man out of the state of walking in another world.
The other party is too vigilant.
He took out the small stick from his backpack again and used the small wishing technique.
The result... This time he had a nosebleed, but the stick was still standing upright, with no change at all.
Roland sighed. He returned to Old Beckrum's house and rested for the night.
As a result, after the game time restarted the next day, Roland came down from the third floor.
Then he saw the old woman with silver hair, acting coquettishly towards old Beckrum.
"I want to drink wine. You haven't given me a drink in half a year."
When the old woman spoke, it felt strange. Maybe it's because her voice is too young.
"I'll buy it right away." Old Beckrum stood up.
Roland also followed Old Beckrum out of the house. On the way out, the former asked: "Did you know that some elves came here two months ago?"
"There was one, but he disappeared inexplicably and no one could find him."