Chapter 207: The Way of Hunting
Yesterday I started to help my classmates rush the legend (Hearthstone) at four o'clock in the afternoon, and at two o'clock in the morning I hit level 1 and 3 stars, and I was still thinking, it must be stable, but it turned out that I played until eight o'clock the next day and it was still level 1 and 3 stars, and I couldn't do it anymore-
Yang Hai's eyes were very sharp, and his level 7 magic knowledge also gave him a strong ability to recognize spells.
Therefore, he could see that this golden elf was using a very ordinary wooden pole feather arrow, and there was no accompanying spell on the arrow, but this arrow broke through the air, and it did not make a roar that tore through the air, but a thunderous sound, and the momentum was extremely amazing.
This was an arrow 100 yards away, but the angle was still extremely tricky, and Yang Hai couldn't dodge it even with all his strength, so he had to hide in place, and the dark barrier blocked the matter.
The archery of the golden elf is famous in the continent and is unparalleled in the world. A normal attack from a hundred yards away, Yang Hai has no way to dodge, this situation shows that the hunter's perception has crushed Yang Hai's agility by at least 10 points, but this is impossible, because in a level 50 neutral map like the Golden Plains, it is unlikely to casually encounter an NPC above level 100, which is not at all reasonable.
Judging by the outfit of this golden elf, he is a very ordinary hunter who lives here.
This shows that the Golden Elf's archery has special aiming skills, which is the nemesis of the agility class.
The golden elf walked over with his child, his face was slightly gloomy, he held the bow in his hand obliquely, and a feather arrow was charged on it, making an attack gesture, and asked with hostility: Who are you? β
Yang Hai has not yet answered. Kakulucia was very annoyed and said, "You don't know who we are, so you attacked? β
The tall golden elf replied coldly, "I don't know what it has to do with the Dao, most of the outsiders who step into the Golden Plains have impure intentions. A hundred were trampled to death, and a hundred and one were executioners with blood on their hands. β
Yang Hai and Kakuluchia both choked, they couldn't be considered executioners with blood on their hands, but they really didn't come here for a pure purpose.
"Why are you so grumpy, we can't even look at you?" Kakulucia glared.
"Not only watching, but eavesdropping." The golden elf muffled, "Enough, outsider. I don't have time to play games with you. Say where you came from, and get out of here. β
Yang Hai grabbed Kakuluchia, who was about to go berserk, and said, "I am a believer in Evans, and I am redrawing the map of the continent for my god. This is my companion. We came to the Golden Plains. One is to make a map. We are also very interested in the Bonfire Alliance, we agree with the concept of the Golden Elves, and we also hope to be able to do a small part for the Golden Elves. β
A line immediately popped up in the player's log:
"System Prompt: Your reputation in the Bonfire League has risen to friendly."
Yang Hai gave Evans thirty-two likes in his heart. Not all gods can deal with this group of proud and stubborn golden elves, they have never been as approachable as their own kind of forest elves, the golden elves are the only hidden race in the continent that players cannot be reincarnated through special missions, and the isolation of this race can be seen.
"DEPENDING ON THE AGE, YOU'RE NOT CALDERON OR LAPLACE, SO YOU'RE POSEIDON?" The golden elf used perception alone to see through the camouflage skills attached to Yang Hai's Secret Keeper Mask, "Dragon Thief, Light of Truth Crest, it's you." β
"It's not a thief, it's a Vault Dwellerβ" Yang Hai was about to explain, when the golden elf waved his hand to interrupt Yang Hai's words: "What about him, what is he?" β
Are you a Death Star Person......
"He is a disciple of Azus." Yang Hai didn't want to cause more trouble, so he reported to the main god of Kakuluchia.
"Azus?" The Golden Elf frowned and thought for a moment, "Oh, that's it, that little Minion of Mistra." β
The muscles at the corners of Kakulucia's mouth jumped.
Yang Hai frowned, in the forgotten continent, it is not a normal phenomenon for NPCs to be disrespectful to the gods, even if the gods kill each other, their believers generally do not dare to openly slander the enemies of their main gods, because the two sides are not equal in status. Azus is indeed Mistra's retinue, but in fact, Azus is a very powerful god, with a lot of wisdom and knowledge, and his combat effectiveness is quite extraordinary, so he cannot be regarded as an ordinary retinue god.
Then there are two possibilities, one is deep hatred; The other is terrifying - the guy in front of him is a doppelganger of a god walking in the world.
But the doppelganger of the gods shouldn't be so painful, and he ran to the Golden Plains to teach children the skills of dismembering their prey...... Yang Hai thought about it and felt that there should still be some hatred caused by historical problems.
As for what it is, it's hard to judge now.
The main problem now is how to communicate with this guy, this guy belongs to the most difficult type of NPC, because he doesn't want to communicate with the player at all, and he sends him to close the door, and even if the player talks about the lotus, he doesn't want to move this kind of stone.
Yang Hai had no choice but to save the country: "You don't mind if we go around the Golden Plains and complete the task in my hand, right?" β
Yang Hai turned sideways to reveal the Book of Eternity behind his back.
The golden elf really showed a hesitant look.
"We can't make a decision on this matter, I'll take you to meet the elders of the Alliance." The golden elf said. "Erudito, watch out for your companion, and don't let him do anything dishonest. Alright, come with me. β
Kakuluchia snorted.
The golden elf beckoned: "Children, go back with the prey first, wait for me at home, if you are hungry, eat some fruit first, I will be back soon." Leah, bring your younger siblings home. β
A little golden elf girl looked at Yang Hai and the others curiously with wide eyes, and answered her father's words-
It's awkward along the way, as Cakuluchia and the Golden Elves don't like each other. Fortunately, the scenery on the road is good, and there are many things to do even if he doesn't speak, and Yang Hai doesn't have to worry about falling into an awkward silence.
From a simple conversation, the two of them learned the name of this tall golden elf, Tumen.
The meaning of the name is metasequoia tree, and in the Elvian language, the name symbolizes vigor, health, and strength.
There was silence for the whole trip, and as he was about to reach the Bonfire Council, Kakulucia couldn't help himself and asked, "I have a question, Tumen." β
The tall golden elf glanced at him and motioned for him to ask.
"Is there any difference between the hunt of the golden elves and ours? Why are you so superior? "Kakuluchia couldn't figure it out.
"Of course." Tumen said lightly: "You guys are also called hunting? Some of you have hunted prey to fill your stomachs, most of them to satisfy your own selfish desires. Take the valuable part and sell it for money, throw away the worthless one, and even worse, kill the prey to vent anger and seek excitement, so don't tarnish these two words anymore, okay? β
"What's the difference?" Kakulucia glared: "Our prey is also dead, your prey is also dead, anyway, what to die for, how to die is so important?" If my hands are covered with blood, but I let my prey go; You have a good heart, but you do not hesitate to slaughter and roast your prey to eat, for the prey, am I not a more noble person than you? β
Yang Hai smacked his tongue secretly, the big boss's rhetorical question was really sharp.
Tumen was unmoved, and looked at Kakulucia coldly.
Kakulucia glared at him as well.
"If I don't kill my prey, I'll starve to death." Tumen said lightly: "You don't kill the prey, you can plunder other things and survive." That's the difference. In ancient times, the golden elves only ate the fruit to satisfy their stomachs, and the demons invaded and defiled the land, destroying the home on which the golden elves lived, and the fruit that we used as food disappeared from the land forever. Our ancestors fought valiantly against the demons, and the war was won, but the golden elves were greatly injured, dragging their tired bodies and began to wander in misery. We believe that the soul is indesecrated, and that no one has the right to deprive another of the right to live, but in the torment of wandering, if we don't hunt, we will all starve to death. Therefore, the golden elves can only endure the pain and torment in their hearts, let their hands be stained with blood, and let us become scum like you, just to survive. β
Tumen turned around: "After breaking the precepts, the golden elves also began to hunt, you are right, the final result is no different, the prey is dead." But their death is in exchange for our survival, and their lives continue in another way in our bodies. We will never kill any living creature except for the food that must be satisfied; And what about you? You can live well without killing, but you must kill innocent lives. We have given in to survive in the past, but we will not continue to give in and make this people a butcher like you. One step of concession is called compromise, and to continue to retreat is to be willing to fall. β
Yang Hai and Kalkuluchia were silent, they both knew about that part of their history. The golden elves have a special physique compared to other elves, they are not as slender as their own kind, they are strong and agile, the golden elf warriors are brave and fierce, even the orcs have to retreat when they see it, they rely on a special magic fruit to satisfy their stomachs before the holy war, after the holy war, because of the tricks of the poisonous demon king, this special fruit completely disappeared from the polluted land, and vegetarian food can never meet the needs of the golden elf's body, just like ordinary horses can eat grass, but war horses must eat meat is a truth.
If the horse does not eat meat, the horse is wasted.
Kakuluchi was speechless, so he followed Yang Hai into the rattan treehouse depressedly. (To be continued......)