The Abyss Summoner of the Last Days

Elf.

With pointed ears, it is a beautiful and long-lived race. I usually use the forest as my home (the dark elves live underground), I love nature, my emotions are exquisite, and my voice is beautiful. I am a natural poet and dancer. I have twice the field of vision in dim conditions. Technique

These creatures are very knowledgeable and have a great talent for magic. Elves generally live to over 700 years old, which is why they are always unhurried. The elf is always willing to spend a lot of time on things that humans can't understand: listening to the gurgling water, the birds singing in the forest ... The meaning of life for the elf is to slowly discover a beautiful place and fully enjoy it.

It is also very difficult for them to establish deep friendship with races with short lives. Seeing the death of a friend, and they still have a lot of life to spend, it is really painful.

Elves are not a unilateral race. In the long evolution, this creature has evolved many different life forms.

Light elves, grass elves, blood elves, and well-known dark elves.

Among these creatures, the half-elves are closer to humans.

Half-elves are a hybrid of humans and elves. They are slightly taller and stronger than the other elves. The biggest difference between half-elves and other elves is that they will grow beards, which makes them easy to recognize their human origin. Elves are very repellent to half-elves and don't think they belong to elves at all;

Half-elves inherit the elves' tendency to chaos, but overall they are not necessarily good or evil, just like humans. Half-elves value freedom and creativity like elves, and don't particularly like to be leaders or followers.

A quiet island.

This is a very small area. Its area is only the size of the Economic Development Zone. In peaceful times, this is a soldier's stronghold, and there are some service radars on it. But now, this place is deserted and there is no human being at all. .

Although human traces have disappeared, some humanoid creatures have shown signs of activity here.

Half-elf.

More than 300 people.

The ratio of male to female is 1: 5.

A relatively primitive tribe was set up on this island. Elves are generally matriarchal. At this time, male half-elves squatting and patrolling outside, while female half-elves are in the house, as if talking about something. Sound.

The half-elves whispered.

"That abominable white dragon died, is that human's strength really so terrible?"

"I've seen that silver dragon, and I can just feel the horror of the other person by just glancing at it from a distance!"

"But not long ago, the [Indigenous] responsible for the investigation said that the dragon had been killed by what they called adults, and even the dragon capital was cut off."

(In order to find new forces, Chen Feng ordered to explore around the island of death and promote his biography by the way)

The propaganda personnel, in addition to the soldiers, also have some translation professionals who can communicate with other species in a special way.

Everyone looked at each other, creepy!

They sat together, ranging from whispers to loud debates. It was only a few minutes. They were full of curiosity about [adult] in their mouths.

"So, I announced today that we are going to contact each other. If Zhenhe is so powerful as a rumor, then the tribe can consider following each other." A young girl said.

Just when many half-elves were in a daze, the girl's order made everyone more panic.

Listen to a human?

Isn't this a joke?

The half-elves raised their heads in unison, but when they saw that the other party's eyes were firm, it really looked like that.

The girl wore a pure white off-shoulder dress with a beautiful clavicle looming. The dress was white as transparent and slightly reflective, like angel wings, but not exposed at all.

The skirt's hem is curved from low to high, elegantly fluffed up, exposing the girl's beautiful white and slender legs, the slowest diamonds at the corners of the skirt, like countless beautiful morning dew. The girl's seaweed-like hair diverged over her shoulders.

She wears a forehead on her forehead, and the fine white gold chain makes the long curly hair look pure and beautiful, with a diamond hanging from her brows, beautiful and dazzling, the light seems to be alive, as amazing as the moon.

And the girl's eyes were quiet like the sea. She wasn't captured by the diamond of her eyebrows. She was as beautiful as a princess in an exotic legend. Mysterious and pure, she could not wait to hold all the good things in the world under her feet, just to smile her.

Perhaps because of blood, half-elves have the beauty of elves. Although the life cycle is not as good as that of purebred elves, they can live to about 150-200 years old.

"Meta, you ... what do you mean, asking us to be loyal to a human being, are you sure it will not cause any harm?"

Aesop, with long red hair, raised her head. She dreaded and asked questions, which she still cannot forget. Some human beings had the desire for possession and evil after seeing their looks.

Aesop's character is quite lively. However, when contacting human beings, her best sister was taken away by the original inhabitants of this world. By the time everyone was rescued, she had been treated inhumanly, and when everyone didn't pay attention, she quietly committed suicide. And ended his life.

This caused the half-elves to have a little fear of humans.

Mata shook his head and said lightly, "All these thoughts I have thought through. This is an unfamiliar environment. There are too many dangers and disasters. To live, we must make some changes."

Said here ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Meta paused for a moment, obviously has a sweet face, but his eyes looked like sharp blades from the surrounding half-elves.

"Everyone, you have seen this world. It is dangerous, realistic, cruel, and real. If you want to live, you must be flexible and not be confined by previous thoughts. I will promise you that you will have a good life. Freed from being driven and trafficked, even to the public! "

Mata's voice is calm, like a magic power, trying to calm the spiritual world of the half-elves.

For the half-elves, nothing is more important than freedom.

Mata spit out a stale gas slowly, and the surrounding air was a little stagnant. At this time, the half-elves were surprisingly unreconciled, and they instinctively felt that there were still some words left in Mata.

Mata clapped her hands and said lightly, "Since you have loyal to me, then I am here to give you the first order."

She calmed down, as if she was thinking about something, and then said, "I announced that I would pack my luggage in the shortest time and then leave here. If I have to be more straightforward, then everyone, we Need to move! "