The three days I had made with Kui were in the blink of an eye. The www.biquge.info of the pen and the pavilion is coming, and Wei Xu, who has recovered a little, can only sit in the center by himself, and arrange for a team of exploration team members to go out to collect information materials.

For Wei Xu, this underground dwarf ruin was almost unattractive to Wei Xu, except for the scarlet Neengen. Although he was also curious about what it would be like to be farther away, where there were no dwarf footprints, and why there was not even a single female creature or a baby in the tribe of snow elves that had dominated the black fall. It stands to reason that this thing shouldn't be able to reproduce asexually.

Of course, all this unknown is not something that he can figure out in three days with a hundred or so exploration teams alone. The black drop is not the kind in the game, which is simply based on dwarf buildings, and the surrounding slap is a little bigger. For Wei Xu, being able to learn Long Po can be regarded as completing the goal of entering the black descent this time. The perception enhancement gained from the Scarlet Neen root was a bonus.

......The old dwarven machine was activated again, this time with a little more space in the elevator. Nearly a tenth of these fighters are missing, which is not a few, because there is a special space on the side of the elevator inside, and the remains of the fighters are stacked on top of each other. Their souls will return to Sorenga, and their bodies will be sent back to their homeland by the Half-Moon Lord's specialists.

As the elevator slowly rose, the black descended dwarf ruins, on the wall next to the orange sphere. A metal plate suddenly lifted outward, then slowly opened to reveal the inside. A young elf with a height of about 1.8 meters and snow-white skin wearing a human cloth robe walked out. His pale blue eyes looked around him, and there was no joy or sorrow in those eyes.

If Wei Xu was here, he would definitely recognize this snow-white skin elf race. That's right, Snow Elves! This is the real Snow Elf! The snow elves before being poisoned by their own relatives!

As this unusual snow elf appeared, a group of about twenty or so heavily armed snow elves first poured out of the passage behind him, followed by female snow elves who were either holding or carrying cubs on their backs. A rough count yields no less than three hundred.

"I didn't expect that dragon to be killed......," the young snow elf muttered softly in his own language, his tone without joy or sorrow, as if the corpses of the snow elves all over the ground could not cause him the slightest mood swing.

"Roar! Slaughter! Mankind! Avenge! One of the strongest guards next to him roared, but unfortunately his IQ was not enough to support him in a complete sentence. Seeing the miserable appearance of the death of his fellow clan, the killing intent on his body could not be suppressed at all.

Hearing this snow elf guard say this, the young snow elf led by him frowned slightly. As if explaining to his own personal guard, he said as if talking to himself: "Revenge is only a matter of time...... But now my main task is to keep them alive...... They are our hope......"

With these words, the young snow elf's gaze also turned backwards, and he saw a hundred or so short snow elves following the female snow elves with children, all of whom were snow elf children who could already walk on their own.

If you look closely, you can see that these snow elf children are clearly divided into two parts, the first part looks the same as ordinary snow elves, and the dozen or so hanging at the back are obviously different from these snow elves. They didn't walk hunched over, and their big eyes were full of curiosity and fear of the world. With pointed ears and a pretty nose, they look nothing like other snow elf children who are clearly wild.

He softened when the eyes of the cloth-robed young snow elves at the head fell on the children. Such a gentle and kind gaze is the gaze that should be seen by the same clan!

In addition to these, nearly half of the cubs in the arms of the female snow elf have opened their eyes, and it seems that when they grow up, they will be able to walk upright like this young snow elf. This tribe of snow elves is really different from other tribes.

Atavism! If Wei Xu was here, then he would definitely blurt out in surprise. This kind of problematic event in the process of biological evolution may be a bad situation for ordinary human beings, and it is a deformed mutation. But if this atavistic situation is applied to the current snow elves, then it is undoubtedly a positive small effect. According to the biology of the earth, it is estimated that the snow elves' rickety, blindness, and hideous appearance have been engraved into their genes and passed down from generation to generation. Now you can return to the situation before you were poisoned, which is undoubtedly a desperate survival for the hard-suffering race of snow elves.

Gently stroking the immature face of a baby cub who was still swaddling, the young snow elf instructed his guard: "Clean up the corpses, cremate them all, and send more people to patrol the elevators to prevent similar things from happening." ”

"Yes!" The Snow Elf Guardian has a simple IQ, and can only faithfully carry out the orders of the person in front of him.

After sending away a few of the Snow Elf's guards, the young Snow Elf turned his gaze to the corpse beneath the orange orb. At this time, the corpse of the Snow Elf High Priest was lying not far behind the orange sphere, charred and black, and no one cared about it. Even the staff in his hand, which was a symbol of tribal power, was taken away by the invaders as a trophy of war.

He still remembered that it was this old guy, as one of the few guys in the tribe who still had a little brain and could communicate normally. It was he who did not order all the people to retreat to the secret room when the enemy came, and it was his self-righteousness that almost brought the entire tribe to destruction! That's a heavily armed human army! Not some messy ordinary adventurer! According to the surviving dwarven texts, the fighting ability of this army is not comparable to that of the rabble!

OK...... Fortunately, his previous operation allowed him to have enough supporters, and fortunately, he preserved enough fire for the snow elf race to reappear in the world! Although he didn't know why he still had these newborn children growing up to be like their ancestors, he believed that the most crucial factors affecting them would be found out in future experiments!

On the other side, in Zachta's experiment.

All the parts of the dwarven armillary sphere were in place, like no one had been in before. If you can see through the ceiling, you can see the dust emitting a faint white light in the green container gradually condensing......