The Song of Gendaya

Forest is home, this is the motto that has been passed down in Elf Race in the last ages.

But Silith never takes this seriously. The forest is not friendly to everyone, and people do not all regard the forest as a trustworthy partner.

The gloomy forest, it is like a devil with its bloody mouth wide open like a sacrificial bowl, waiting for the arrival of all the prey walking right into a trap.

Silith jumped lightly from a giant tree, wiped the fine sweat from her forehead, frowned and looked up at the sky.

Elves don't like darkness.

Although it is noon, the dense branches and leaves of the towering giant trees have blocked all the light, and the trees are dim as sunset. In this environment, the difference in daylight will never be distinguished.

The clue is interrupted here.

Silith squatted down and checked the ground. From time to time, she picked up a handful of soil and sniffed it on the tip of her nose. It was a pity that there was nothing other than the moisture of the soil and the smell of decayed leaves. Discovery.

"Damn it, where did you go? Where do people go?" Xilith narrowed her eyebrows and muttered to herself as she got up.

At this moment, an invisible pressure seemed to be initiating, which made her anxious.

She tried to calm her mood, thought carefully, and tried not to let go of every detail she had discovered before, and then connected these fragmentary details into a whole.

The end of the clue is under this giant tree, there is no doubt about it.

But in Silith's view, the scene before her is nothing special. There are tens of thousands of these tall and strong giant trees in this forest. They are intertwined and intertwined to form a connected body, allowing the vines and vines to expand at will; the soft ground is full of fluffy The deciduous leaves; and those moist mud and puddles where no sunlight can be seen all year round are gray-green moss and lichens.

It's a deep and quiet forest, it calmly erased the memory of what happened here before.

Where are the soldiers? Where will they go? Someone who cleans the battlefield only takes people away, leaving nothing but armor, weapons, and even heavy belongings. It is more and more unclear how these thousands of people disappeared.

"Weirdness is here, but where is it?"

Silis remembered the Formation she encountered in this forest before. It was set by the ancient Elf Race, and it has some relationship with whether the soldier disappears or not. In addition, she also thought of the monsters she had encountered here, but these monsters were greedy for money and profit, and they would not give up their belongings and abandoned armor weapons so easily. There are also various ideas, which makes Silith a headache.

"Let's watch the changes!"

Silith's toe is a little bit, her light posture rises in the air, and she returns to the giant tree where she had stayed before.

She decided to stay here for one night, maybe the answer to the missing soldier will be solved.

It's just that the waiting process is extremely boring. At first, Xilith could watch her surroundings vigilantly. But after being bored, her nerves slowly relaxed. She hung her legs in midair and swayed boredly. Gradually, she fell asleep leaning on the tree trunk.

In her sleep, she came to a village where Elf Race residents lived. It was located in the deepest part of an unknown forest, peaceful and serene.

The residents are warm and friendly, vying to entertain her, all kinds of delicacies are filled with tables, and there are all kinds of fine wines.

As parting was approaching, these people began to stay.

"Stay here! Don’t leave, this is heaven. There is no war, no hatred, no poverty, no hunger, please stay here, don’t leave."

Silith dreamed that a clear and sweet female voice kept saying the same to her, but Silith couldn’t see the person’s appearance. In her dream, she had always been carrying the light...

"Stay! Don't go! This is the paradise of our Elf Race, please..." Silith heard these words repeated in her ear, as if someone was doing it for her incantation is average.

"Stay, stay..." Silith repeated mechanically like a wicked.

She feels light and fluttering, her soul has left her body, flying upwards like feathers in the wind, flying to the white shore in front of her, where the white light stabbed her Unable to open his eyes, a pair of hands with white light greeted her arrival.

Linde! Suddenly, the boy child who had been sleeping on the bed unsteadily appeared in her mind, Xilith... Xilith... he was whispering his name.

No! Where am i going? Silith suddenly felt something strange, all in front of her were illusions, why should I stay in this strange dream? She wanted to break free of the hands that greeted her, but an invisible force kept pushing her up.

I don’t want it! Xilith quickly witted in an emergency bit her tongue.

An unbearable pain irritated her whole body, the pushing force disappeared, the hands that flashed with rays of light disappeared, Bai An suddenly became dim, she went from high The place fell, and then fell into endless darkness.

...

"It hurts... It hurts... It hurts..." Xilith rubbed her head, grinning with pain. Fortunately, the previous ones were dreams.

At the moment she is sitting under the tree, one side of her body is already a little bruised. It should have been injured by falling from a tree in his sleep.

Fortunately, Elf Race is light, otherwise I really don’t know what the consequences will be.

At this moment, Silith's relaxed nerves suddenly became tense again.

"Shashasha...shashasha...shasha..."

What sound is that! Silith drove the Sleeping God away, and the painful half of her body had no time to care at the moment. She pricked her ears and listened attentively.

The voice did not disappear, but became more and more urgent.

"Shasha...shasha...shasha..."

Silith had already distinguished the direction, and the voice came from the jungle directly south of her.

Silith raised her head and glanced, because the dense foliage obscured the sun, she couldn't tell whether it was day or night at all.

Similarly, no matter how good Elf Race's eyesight is, it cannot penetrate the darkness in front of him.

What's there? Questions lingered in the girl's heart, she didn't think much about it, and took off the bow and arrow behind herself, drew the bow and winded it, watching her eyes vigilantly.

"Shasha...shasha..."

The voice is getting closer and closer, Xilith can detect that her palms are sweating all the time, and her heartbeat speeds up rapidly. .

"Roar...Roar..."

"Boom...Boom..."

What's that! Silith noticed that the sound that followed the "sha sha" sound was even more terrifying. It was a heart-piercing roar and the shaking of the earth.

Suddenly, the sound of "sha sha" stopped, and something sprang out of the bushes.

Silith hurriedly pointed the arrow at the target of the activity, but in an instant, her full bow slackened.

"A child?" Silith didn't believe her eyes, she blurted out.

I saw the child in front of me wearing a large white robe, only as tall as Xilith’s thighs and short limbs, but he ran very fast, as if the wind was blowing under his feet, although there was no Growing up, but those slightly rounded pointed ears have already explained his ethnicity.

"Come here! Come to the elder sister!" Silith greeted.

When she got close, Xilith could really see the child's appearance. She is a girl who looks very delicate and pretty. She looks terrified. There are two lines of tears under her green talking eyes, and her nose has been left to her mouth.

The girl did not hide behind Xilith, but briskly climbed up the giant tree, hid behind the dense branches, barely observing the situation outside.

"Huh..." Xilith exhales one breath saying for a long time, "What a clever ghost."

If you can meet your compatriots here, Xilith really feels It's very kind, but I can't help but wonder, Elf Race should be far away from the human kingdom, right?

But the danger in front of me is slowly approaching, and the roar of anger and the tremor of the earth are getting closer and closer.

Danger, imminent......