"It's actually an elf ......," Qingqing sighed, "It seems that this is not very good news for us." ”

September frowned, "No matter what her identity and temperament is, immediately call up the information and pay close attention." Can't let anything happen to her. Of course, you can't upset the balance of the game. ”

"Go for it." Qingqing waved her hand in agreement with September's decision, and the rest of the studio immediately began to call up the materials for deployment.

"Hopefully, our efforts will not be in vain." September tiredly pressed her forehead against her lover's shoulder, and Qingqing touched her long hair distressedly. "No, it won't. He'll wake up. ”

What is it like to fly?

It only took a few minutes for the Lin people to go from being scared to enjoying themselves.

Elven near-transparent wings are not as fragile as they seem, they are not only beautiful, but also full of power. Even if the elves wished, the edges of their wings could become sharp blades, and they could take the lives of their enemies in flight.

The Lin Yi man stopped high in the air, his right leg slightly bent, his left foot hanging naturally on the toes, and the wings behind him flapped unhurriedly.

Elves are a race of grace and beauty enough, and nothing seems to be able to make them panic. The Lyrian swooped down, turning slightly sideways as he was about to hit the canopy, and then flapping his wings as fast as he could through the trees.

Soon.

Exceptionally fast.

The wind was strong on his side, but the elves were more nimble and free than the wind.

Human beings have never stopped the pursuit of flight, and "Demon Blade" in a sense, it did give the Lin people a pair of wings.

Just rush this, it's enough for the people of Lin Yi to love this game deeply.

The male elf in the dark blue robe is the elven clan's leading elder, Ymir.

The elves abhorred love and lust, which they considered extremely dirty. Without lust, nature does not produce offspring. But as the darling of the Demon Blade, how could it disappear?

So the elves had the Tree of Life.

Whenever fruit grows on the tree of life, the elves will take care of the fruit and wait for it to grow.

When the fruit is ripe, a new spirit will come out of the fruit. It can be said that the Tree of Life is the lifeblood of the elves, and every newborn elf will jump from the tall tree of life and begin their long life as elves.

Elves have no juvenile and old age.

They were born sixteen or seventeen years old, and they had a long life and a look that was favored by time.

Therefore, after spending a long life, until they died, they were still handsome and under the age of forty.

The lifespan of elves is generally in the thousands, and those who cultivate to a high level will be even longer. And the leading elder Ymir is more than 600 years old. This is what the Lynian told her from a tree when she was learning to fly.

Judging by Ymir's strength, he will exist for at least seven hundred years.

The passage of time in "Demon Blade" is almost 10/1 compared to reality, that is, almost 10 years have passed in "Demon Blade", and the third dimension is only 1 year.

But that doesn't mean your time in Demon Blade flies by quickly.

The same 24 hours a day, you experience the same speed of time passing in the game as the outside world.

Ah, in reality, Ymir will be replaced in at least seventy years, and I'm afraid I'll be dead long ago.

The Lyrians thanked Ymir for teaching her to fly, and the language of the elves was the same as that of this race, and it was mysterious, light and beautiful.

"Two elves were born this year," Ymir said with a smile, "which is a rare thing for the elves." Would you like to meet that peer of yours? ”

Huh? Could it be that there are other closed beta players who have also drawn the role of elves? The Lin people were a little curious.

"Then, we'll trouble Elder Ymir."

"What do you remember your name?" Ymir asked. Every elf is born with its own name, and they think of their name soon after they are born.

“…… Cook laughs. Lin Yiren hesitated for a moment, she had really thought of this for a moment, although she was not really an elf.

"Very special name, very much like an Oriental." Ymir was a little surprised. The Demon Blade Continent also has the distinction between Eastern and Westerners, but the overall setting is still the setting of the Western Fantasy World, and the names of elves are generally very Westernized.

But the Lyads can't just see this as a game.

It's another world. And these people, they have flesh and blood, have their own minds, and it doesn't feel like a complete game setting. It's like you've really come to another magical continent and start experiencing life as a different person.

"His name is Ecles, and in human language it means noble man." "Even though I've been a uster, I have to admit that he's the best-looking elf I've ever seen." ”

Ymir led the Lyrians to a huge tree, where the elves lived in the hollow, but the elf, named Eccles, was indeed a thicker tree than the other ordinary ones.

"He got the call of the tree. Laughing, you'll have to go around later, looking for the tree that belongs to you. ”

"Yes, Elder Ymir." The Lys are a bit of a novelty, the elves are an elegant and delicate race, and she is curious about what the tree hole will be transformed into by the natural magic of the elves.

"Eccleus." Ymir's deep voice rang out, and the branches and leaves of the tree shook as if to signal that its owner had heard.

"This is the newborn elf today." Ymir and the Lyim floated in the air, "Elves rarely have peers in the true sense of the word. If you'd like, talk to her. ”

Between the branches and leaves, an elf slowly appeared.

God said, "I have woven your long hair with the moonlight, I have made your eyes with precious stones, and I have written all the sound of the wind and rain and the waves of the sea into your song." Thy beautiful face is the most dazzling sight under the sun.

This is the description of the beauty of elves in the "Demon Blade" • Elf chapter.

Not an exaggeration. Both Ymir and the elves the Lyys saw when they practiced flying were immensely beautiful, and even the discerning Lyms admired the beauty of the race.

And Eccleus's beauty obviously surpasses that of other elves.

His eyes were different from the transparent green of most elves, but a more translucent tea-gold.

"The pupils of the two of you are more beautiful than the other elves. Amber and tea gold, presumably the gods favor you. Ymir sighed, "Let's talk, I still have some things to attend to." ”

"Goodbye Elder Ymir." The Lyrians bid Ymir farewell, and Eccles nods to Imir.

Oh, I'm afraid this is an elf who doesn't like to talk. Lin Yiren thought, sure enough, the more beautiful it is, the less easy it is to approach.