Dust of History Chapter 29: Follow me later

After walking in the trees for half a day, I was almost approaching the enchantment of the elves marked on the map.

According to Isis, one of the functions of the elf enchantment is to reflect the intruders in the forest to the elves, and the most important one is to automatically prevent anyone who approaches the place where the elves live. However, he didn't say how the enchantment stopped him, and what method he used to stop him, and he probably didn't try it either.

"I think there's always something wrong." Old Bill looked around nervously, like a mouse feeling that he was being watched by a cat. He has been doing this since he walked into the forest, and the more he looks inside, the more suspicious he becomes. But he didn't have the courage to turn around and go back alone. Although the time is short, it is Xilica's temper that has been deeply imprinted in the minds of everyone here.

"Fuck. You've said this ninety-nine times. I swear I'll tear your old bones apart if I hear you say it again." Hilton gave the old man a hard look, the veins on his face With the fierce light in his eyes, he took a risk.

"I bet I'll blow your brains out before you do it..." The old man who was as wretched as a mouse suddenly became vicious now.

Puff. A larger lyrebird flew up from the branches, and Hilton and the old man who were staring at each other jumped up at the same time like two rabbits. The others were also taken aback to varying degrees.

This is not the first time this has happened. The forest is full of vitality everywhere, and various animals will appear from time to time. It was originally a peaceful environment. Everyone's psychology is extremely tense. Although no one here is not the kind of novice who just entered the battlefield, they maintained this nervous state of mind for a long time, and the accumulated psychological pressure still exceeded their imagination.

Walking on the line of life and death all year round, their hearts are extremely sensitive to danger and abnormal smells. Although no matter how carefully you observe, you can't find anything unusual, but the weird feeling that pervades the air is indeed as old man Bill said, it seems that someone is always peeping at them somewhere. Under such a high level of nervousness for a long time, Hilton and old man Bill are obviously close to their psychological limit.

"Don't be nervous." The man named Sandefis said. He was sort of the leader of the group, and the only one who seemed calm. He still had that lifeless expression on his face. But the voice is flat and easygoing. He glanced at the others and said, "Are you afraid of death?"

"Nonsense, who is not afraid of death?" Hilton angrily inserted back the sword he had just drawn out.

"Then don't worry, as long as you listen to me, you will not die." The man said something strange. In fact, this is not surprising at first. But there seemed to be something hidden under his flat tone. . Before the others could react, he said something even stranger: "Let's all have a chat."

"Chat?" The rest of the people were stunned. Now this situation does not seem to be a good environment for chatting. Just that strange intuition made them a little hysterical.

The man stopped suddenly, turned his head to look at everyone and said: "Be clear. I may have a lot of big business to do in the future, and I value a few people here. If you want, you can Follow me. You can talk about your hopes and requirements. I also want to hear your background."

Hilton, Druid, and Old Bill all looked at each other in blank dismay. Even Jessica, the woman in black who had been following the man, looked at him in surprise.

"Thank you, boss, for your respect." Hilton hesitated for a moment and said. "However, after completing this ticket, the people here should be able to enjoy the rest of their lives slowly, so let's concentrate on doing this ticket now."

"Then let me tell you, this vote is absolutely hopeless." The man and woman said lightly.

"What?" "How?" "What do you mean?" The three of Hilton turned pale with shock. The surprise in Jessica's eyes also showed that she didn't know the reason at all.

The man said lightly: "There are tens of thousands of elves in the Tula Leone forest, and there are hundreds of magicians among them. There are also hundreds of unicorns. Do you think that the four hundred thieves and us A few. Do you really want to occupy this city that has been run by elves for hundreds of years?"

"Why? Didn't Xilica say it was just a small village?"

"Now I say no. Do you believe him or me?" The man did not argue, and looked directly at his companions.

After a strange silence, the old man Bill sighed and said: "I believe that I only have one life."

"But...didn't they swear that they had completed the investigation and there were indeed only a few hundred people there?" Hilton didn't give up, the reward for this operation did have the urge to take risks.

"I'll ask you for the last time, do you believe him or me?" The man's lifeless face and voice were full of lifelessness. Coupled with his strength, it seems that there is indeed an idea that makes people dare not take risks.

"Actually, I think so too." Druid nodded. He has always followed the team quietly, and his honest and dull appearance seems to be the follower of several other people at first glance. "The elves have been born here for hundreds of years, and they didn't even think about them when the kingdom of Erasia was established and expanded. In terms of the lifespan of the elves, it really doesn't make sense that the population has withered in the past few hundred years, as Xilica said. "

Now, even Hilton no longer refuted. Once this is indeed the case, then my group of eight invaders will be completely dead. One hundred elf magicians is definitely a terrifying concept. The lifespan of elves determines that they will not be rookies in magic attainments. Although it is said that because of their beliefs and civilization, few people specialize in advanced attacking elemental magic, but those hundreds of magicians are not hundreds of cabbages. There are also tens of thousands of archers who can serve as instructors in the human army.

Want to deal with this kind of battle. Unless unless the three scrolls in Isis' hands contain the legendary Scroll of Forbidden Curse. However, there are never more than three Scrolls of Forbidden Curse in the entire continent, and they are almost as legendary as things like dragons. If Isis could have this kind of treasure in his hands, he wouldn't need to be a thief. Moreover, with his mere advanced magician level, he might not be able to use this kind of treasure that has reached the ultimate level of magic.

The man seemed to think that these were not enough, and continued: "Negan also sent troops to cross the Turadion Forest and go straight to Erathia, but they couldn't pass the elves. It's just that the elves are oily, so these battles are not enough. It’s all well known. Or do you think they set up such a huge magic barrier just to guard against humans?”

"How do you know... these?" Old Bill wrinkled his mouse eyes and stared at the man. "And since you know, why did you join our team?"

"How would I know, you don't need to know for the time being." The man smiled slightly. In the eyes of others, it is weird and mysterious. "If you still have doubts about me, go ahead and see for yourself and you will understand."

"Since that's the case, why do we still have to go in and die?" Hilton was anxious and angry, and drew his fist and sword again, as if he wanted to stab someone twice. But he found that there was no one here that he dared to poke. So he waved around. "Fuck. I'm **** quit. Fuck, why didn't you say it earlier. It's fun to say it at this time?"

The man said lightly: "So I just told you to follow me, believe me, the reward should not let you down."

The others were silent. Walking here with daggers at bay, but hearing such news inexplicably, made their nerves tense and relaxed, and their minds couldn't react. Only Druid Anderson asked: "Then what do you want us to do?"

The man said: "Since we are not the opponents of the elves, shouldn't it be enough to turn around and help them deal with those thieves? And... maybe there are other enemies."

"What? This... is too unjust." Hilton rubbed his head, and the others were also stunned.

"I agree. I'll help you." Anderson almost blurted out his agreement. "As long as you can help me ask the elves for a few things I need."

Hilton thought about it and had no choice but to nod. Although his mind may not be very good. But after so many years of mixing, he is still very able to distinguish the situation. The man had already stated his purpose, showing that he was on the side of the elves. Although I don't understand how such a person has anything to do with the elves, but not joining in this situation is the same as directly asking the other party to kill him.

Old man Bill thought for a while, then nodded dejectedly and said, "Well, this way we can finally win. You don't have to be turned into a hedgehog by an elf, and you don't have to return empty-handed." The old man's mouse-like appearance is not just a decoration, Naturally, it can be seen that there is a strong relationship. What's more, if you really follow such a person with real strength, maybe the benefits will indeed be many.

Continuing to walk towards the depths of the forest, the man really asked about everyone's background and experience along the way. The nervousness of defense is gone. Talking along the way, everyone slowly and gradually came to the edge of the elf's enchantment.

"Why don't you ask me about my background? Don't you ask me how much I will charge for doing things with you?" Jessica, a woman in black, suddenly asked the man.

The man kept a straight face and did not answer. He did ask Hilton, Druid Anderson, and old man Bill all along the way, but he didn't ask Jessica. The three of Hilton didn't find it strange either. From their point of view, since the two had already gotten together and made such a vigorous and loud noise, they naturally knew each other very well. It was Jessica's words that surprised them now.

"Is it because I've done it with you that you think I'm with you and should be yours?" The woman in black said naked and very plain. "You'd better not think so, ** is **, doing things is doing things, those are two different things. There are not a few people who have done things with me, and I killed more than a dozen of them."

The man was sad for a while, scratching his head. This action, which seemed to be an ordinary young man, made his original deep and mysterious temperament fade away a lot. He sighed: "You didn't say it, and I don't want to ask... Now if you want to say it, say it... I will talk about it later."

At this time, the elf enchantment has appeared in everyone's sight.

Under the setting sun, the warnings carved by the elves on the trees with the human characters commonly used in the mainland have healed into scars on the trees due to age. Even a person like Hilton who doesn't know magic can feel a slight strangeness in the air in front of him. Old Man Bill and Anderson groaned in amazement at the same time, and they could feel that a magic barrier extending almost infinitely was integrated with the surrounding trees, flowers, and even the vitality in the air.

"This is simply an art-like magic project. I am willing to ask these elves for advice." Old Bill's mouse eyes were bright, and so were the druid's.

The man hesitated before standing in front of the magic knot, and finally took out the magic scroll. In fact, he didn't know what the consequences of forcibly breaking into this magic barrier were, so he still planned to use this to go in first, and then explain to the elves.

The scroll opens. A flame of magic condensed burned violently from the man's hand, and burned directly on the magic barrier in front of him. Two trees also immediately burned under the magic flame.

"Can this magic barrier be broken?" Old Bill looked blankly. Not only was he in a daze, but everyone else could see that this was indeed a fire-type flame magic wall magic. The pure fire-type mana is not too big or small. It is a standard scroll, but it doesn't look big on the outside. Just the same.

"That bastard, dare to lie to us." The man shouted suddenly.

As if ordered by the man's voice, a strange whistling sound resounded through the trees at the same time, it was the shriek of hundreds of feathered arrows tearing the air at the same time. At the same time as the flame magic wall burned the upper magic barrier, the light and shadow in front of it twisted for a while, and hundreds of elf archers appeared in front of them as if they had emerged from the air, and the arrows that had already been loaded with strings in their hands suddenly shot out.

Those who have not seen it with their own eyes can never imagine the situation when hundreds of arrows fly towards five people from different directions at the same time~IndoMTL.com~Although it was only a moment, the hundreds of arrows almost converged into A piece of wall. There was no collision or overlap between the arrow feathers, each of them went to the five people's eyes, throats, and chests. These arrows were enough to kill five people hundreds of times.

Hilton and Jessica felt it almost at the same time as the elf archer shot, and they flew back and dodged to the side, narrowly dodging the arrow that could turn them into hedgehogs. Although the druid didn't transform, he also showed extraordinary agility, rolling over on the spot.

It is impossible for old man Bill to have such skills. Fortunately, there are others. The man rushed to him in a stride, and at the same time folded his hands to cover his face.

Hundreds of arrows hid on the man's body at the same time, but a faint light appeared on the man's body at this moment, and the arrows made a sound of raindrops hitting the banana leaves on his body, and then fell one after another. He didn't hurt a single hair.

"Duqi?" Hilton, who had just jumped away in a panic, was surprised in a hurry before he could stand still. He is indeed his current boss.

However, this mighty boss who blocked hundreds of arrows with his flesh and blood body immediately raised his hand and shouted: "Please stop, we are here to surrender."