The dark forest at night is beautiful, and the colorful streamers in the sky shine on the dense towering trees, and the dew drops and insects on the leaves shine in various colors, which is a spectacle that cannot be seen in the human world.

Long Yun sat on the branch of a large tree, pricking up his ears and listening to everything around him. After receiving the gift of the dark elves, the world seems to be completely different from before. Long Yun can now hear trees talking, insects whispering, and some unknown animals talking, and can fully understand what they are saying.

Climbing up the tree just now, he tried to talk to the tree, but found that the tree could really understand what he was saying, and the Black Warrior Special Forces had not yet reached the position where Long Yun was hiding, and one person and one tree were talking nonsense in boredom to pass the time.

The tree even had a name, called Harpy. Harpy has lived in this forest for almost 5,000 years and has been rooted here since he was born.

From Harpy's mouth, it is obvious that this tree is very resentful of those invaders, last night there was a fierce battle here, the dark elves were caught off guard and suffered heavy casualties, although the dark elves are known as the children of the forest, can order all the creatures in the entire forest to fight back, but in the mouth of the harpy, those invaders have a strong talent, and even the dark elves are not opponents at all.

Harpy took part in last night's battle, and unfortunately, it was blown off a stout branch and a third of the canopy was burned, and the wounds were not light.

For Long Yun, a foreigner, he can actually have the "spirit language" talent of the dark elves, which made Harpy surprised at first, according to him, this is the first foreigner who can know "spirit language" since he was born, so Harpy admires Long Yun very much and thinks he is a "great" person.

Great? This word has always been used to describe leaders, and when he was a child, Long Yun often read this word in school, great XXX, great XXX, these are all the hope of mankind, or outstanding figures in the history of human progress, a tree that has lived for five thousand years, actually used this word to describe himself, which really made Long Yun a little ashamed.

In fact, I have never had any "great" thoughts, or even "great" actions, not even the slightest.

For an orphan, when he was a child, he hoped to find his parents when he grew up, and after this hope was slim, Long Yun turned to earn more money to repay the orphanage, and then joined Lao Yu's gang, until the Sierra Leone operation was almost wiped out, Long Yun's idea became revenge and seek justice for his dead teammates.

These have nothing to do with "greatness" at all.

"Those Black Warrior Special Forces guys are coming back now." Harpy sighed, "If they lose the forest with a fire, we're going to be out of luck." ”

"It's okay, I'm here!" Although the harpy is a tree, but since Long Yun can understand what they say, now they don't treat them as a simple tree, some of the meaning of friends, speaking of which, from the conversation, Long Yun feels that this kind of thing is much more sincere than people, at least they don't know how to hide their thoughts at all, what to say, very simple.

"They're amazing, I've lived here for five thousand years, the Dark Elf tribe picks out tribal warriors every three years, and I watch them get put to the test here, but no one can compare to those invaders, they're really powerful. It is very similar to the legendary Moria and Atlanteans. ”

"Have you seen the Moria and the Atlanteans? Herbie? ”

"More than 3,000 years ago, when the last passage of the Nine Realms was opened, a group of Moria and Atlanteans came here, and they killed each other here, and many people died." Harpy said, "I heard from my ancestors that the Moria and Atlanteans were the two most powerful races that used to live in the Nine Realms, but they have hated each other for too long, and in the First Doomsday War, many of us Treants died. To be honest, I still like the Nine Realms to be separated from each other forever, and I don't like those foreign invaders. ”

"Actually, I also came to find the well of destiny this time, I lost my memory due to an accident when I was ten years old, and I was told that my blood is Moria, and this time I came to find the spring water in the well, and it is said that drinking it can restore some lost memories." Long Yun said.

"You're Moria?" Harpy was visibly excited, "So, you can help us defend ourselves against those invaders, what kind of talent are you?" ”

"They say I'm a spiritual gift."

"Spiritual? The talent of the royal family! Odin's lineage! Harpy was even more excited, "Thanks to Vidal, we have been saved." ”

"But I'm just a half-blood, a hybrid of Moria and humans." Long Yun told the truth.

"Half-bloods?" Harpy was like being drenched in cold water, but he still had a fantasy: "So what is your talent?" ”

"Confusion."

"......" Harpy was completely desperate, chaos was just a low-level talent of the spirit class, and the half-breed was really just a half-blood, and it couldn't hide its disappointment: "The level of chaos is too low, as long as the will is sufficiently identified, it is difficult to be affected." ”

"It's okay, I don't need the talent now." Long Yun said.

"You don't have any talent? Lost!? Harpy was even more desperate.

"No, it's that no one needs it anymore. I, and the invaders, are now all back to square one, on the same starting line. Long Yun said, "Did you see that beautiful girl who came with me just now?" ”

"The blonde one?" Harpy said, "Maybe it's a beauty for you, but it's ...... for us."

"What is the standard of beauty of a tree man?" Long Yun suddenly interrupted curiously.

"The body of the tree should be slender and straight, and the crown should be large enough, the bigger it is, the more beautiful it is, and there should be no insects......," said Ha Ru Jiazhen, of the standards of their race.

"Okay, I got it." Long Yun suddenly felt very bored, not to mention tree people and people, together with the aesthetic concepts of the Eastern and Western people who belong to human beings, there is a world of difference, it is really boring to talk about these, "To get back to the point, in short, the other party can't use talent now, and people around here can't use it, I need your help later, you have to help me." ”

"How can I help?" Habich said.

"You're tree people!" Long Yun said: "If the other party loses his talent, they are just a group of ordinary people armed with advanced weapons, you can sweep ten or eight to death with a single branch, right?" ”

Harpy thought for a moment, and suddenly laughed, "yes, why didn't I think of that!?" ”

Long Yun now finally knew where the word "elm pimple head" came from, such a simple truth had to be pointed out before he came back to his senses, and the tree man's reaction was slow enough.

"Don't worry, I'll let my friends know later, so they can help you." Harpy looked a little eager to try, and said, "Finally, I can get revenge for last night's kill!" ”

The sound of the engine suddenly sounded in the jungle in the distance, Long Yun made a silent gesture to tell the Harpy not to make a noise, and suddenly felt redundant, maybe to others, Harpy's words were just the rustle of leaves, not a language at all.

"Someone's coming!"

"Okay, I'll inform everyone right away, get ready for battle!" When Harpy finished speaking, there was a rustling sound, which sounded like the wind sweeping through the treetops, and soon, this sound spread, as if the whole forest was blown by a strong wind.