Chapter 245: The Lake of the Holy Dead (Second Update)

"My name is Mira. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info" This is the first sentence after the female elf "wakes up".

She had just opened her eyes, stood up, and used spells to detoxify herself. The effects of the paralysis continued, her body was numb and she could only mobilize natural energy to detoxify.

Druids are masters of detoxification. Of course, if they are willing to make poisons, they must be masters of poison making. The druids knew more about plants and animals than any other professional. So any high-level druid is an expert in animal training and herbology.

Gavin smiled and nodded.

In fact, the female elf had already woken up, but she didn't open her eyes, or she didn't open her eyes wide, but kept quietly observing. Morgana didn't notice this, but Gavin's perception was strong, and the changes in the female elf's breathing and heartbeat couldn't escape his perception.

There is nothing wrong with the other side doing this.

Anyone who is attacked will be nervous and vigilant at the first moment they wake up, let alone an experienced high-level druid.

The druid's perception ability is definitely no worse than that of a mage!

Mira's reaction was flat, and Gavin didn't feel a hint of enthusiasm or gratitude.

Elves are not a race that does not know how to be grateful, but the long life makes them very cold about everything. Moreover, the elves are very vigilant, and it is definitely not an easy task to win their trust.

"The Stalker is dead, the body remains where it is, and his dagger is mine. The archers fled, and the last one left, next to you. He has been poisoned with a powerful paralyzing poison, his physique is not as good as yours, and he has not woken up yet. What to do, you see. Gavin said lightly.

He doesn't have the cheapness of a hot face sticking to a cold ass, and as a high-level mage, he doesn't need to actively express enthusiasm to anyone. Although a high-ranking druid is remarkable, his status will not be lower than that of the other party.

In fact, it is not easier to win the favor of a mage than it is to win the favor of a druid or elf. Most mages spend their lives in the pursuit of knowledge and truth, often treating others even colder than elves.

The female elf's spell-casting ability is really good.

In just a few minutes, the toxicity has disappeared a lot. Although there are still a small number of toxins that are difficult to remove and take a long time, at least they can move freely.

"Thank you for your help, Mira will remember your kindness. Don't know what kind of reward you need? Mira's voice was cold.

She silently cast spells, and vines emerged from the earth, growing to the thickness of her wrists, and firmly bound the strong man. This vine has magical powers, and once formed, it is difficult to break off. Even if you have legendary power, it is difficult to break it with your bare hands.

Mira has been observing.

He noticed a very strange phenomenon.

A swordsman, a mage, a wolf, and a four-armed orangutan.

In general, the caster has a higher status than other classes of the same level. In any team, the caster is either in a leadership position or is treated with extra care and respect.

In the absence of spellcasting, if you deliberately hide, unless the spell casting ability is stronger than the opponent, it is difficult to perceive the opponent's true level and how much mana they have.

In other words, that female mage is at least a high-level mage, and her spell-casting ability will not be worse than her own.

But the leader here turned out to be the young swordsman.

Could it be that he turned out to be a master of swordsmanship? Otherwise, how can you save yourself from the hands of those three poachers?

And Mira also found that in addition to the female mage, even the demon wolf and the four-armed orangutan only obeyed the orders of the young swordsman.

A master swordsman with two animal companions? A melee professional with a genius girl mage as a female companion? Still so young?

Is he a noble kid from the Flame King's City, or a genius adventurer from somewhere else?

"Don't look at me like that, I'll be shy." Gavin chuckled lightly and said lightly, "If you want to repay me, take me to Green Leaf City, I don't know how to go." ”

The Holy Death Forest is nearly 1,000 square kilometers, similar to a circle, and nearly forty kilometers in diameter, which is very large, and the smaller county-level administrative districts on the earth may not be so large.

Green Leaf City is not a regular city, it is more like a habitat composed of green buildings, the buildings are low, and many of the buildings are built on or under large trees, blending in with the vegetation. From the outside, it doesn't look like a city at all, but more like a village.

In fact, Green Leaf City is really small, and all the residents combined, there are no more than a thousand people. Elves make up more than half, and then there are a handful of other intelligent races, such as emissaries from the Flame King, merchants from other cities, and a small number of adventurers.

Because it is very small and hidden, and there are not many people who have been to Green Leaf City, it is not easy to find Green Leaf City in the dense and vast Holy Death Forest.

Besides, there are a lot of magical creatures here.

Although under the influence of the druids, they are all relatively docile. But walking in this forest is still a very dangerous thing.

Gavin is not afraid of danger, he is afraid of trouble.

If there is a high-level elf druid as a guide, then there is no danger, and the hidden guardians of the forest, the druids or other intelligent beings, will not express ill will towards themselves.

"You're going to Green Leaf City?" Mira glanced at the Shadow Leopard and the strong man who hadn't woken up yet, and nodded, "Okay." But I must first make a trip to the Lake of the Holy Dead and hand over the poachers to Lord the Grand Druid. If you wish, you can come with me to Lord the Great Druid. You saved me, and we should be grateful. ”

The elves do things very measuredly, and the adult elves have very mature thoughts. They have their own constant standards for kindness or hatred.

In Mira's opinion, leading the way to Green Leaf City is just a trivial matter, and it can't offset the saving grace for herself and the Shadow Leopard.

Since they don't offer any other reward, take them to the Grand Druid. His Excellency the Great Druid's wisdom is beyond the reach of ordinary people, and he will deal with it properly.

"Holy Death Lake? It's good. It is a privilege to have the honour of meeting His Excellency the Great Druid. Gavin chuckled.

The ruler of Greenleaf City is an Elven Lord, and the guardian of the Sacred Death Forest is a Grand Druid and dozens of druids who follow him.

In the very center of the Sacred Death Forest, five kilometers south of the Green Leaf City, there is a small lake of about one square kilometer, called "Holy Death Lake", which is the place where the Holy Druid fell, and there is a towering tree in the center, that is, the Tree of Life, where the Great Druid lives.

The Holy Death Lake contains a strong amount of life energy, similar to the liquid diluted countless times by the "water of life", which can nourish the body. Any creature approved by His Excellency the Great Druid, including wild animals, can enter the lake of the Holy Dead to bathe once, which is a high treatment and is hard to come by.

The elf put her hand on a large tree and whispered.

This is a special ability of druids, they can communicate with plants and animals, and pass on messages through plants and animals everywhere.

Gavin speculated that she might be communicating with the entire forest to make sure there were no poachers lurking in the forest.

Of course, this method may not be reliable, because if there is a desire to hide, whether it is a stalker or a mage, there is a way to prevent plants and animals from finding it.

Ten minutes later, she awakened the Shadow Leopard, and then used natural spells to hypnotize the strong man, causing him to continue to fall into a coma.

"Let's go." Gavin hesitated when he saw the woman calling you over, and understood what she was thinking, so he smiled and said, "The four-armed orangutan will help you carry the poachers." It's just a small thing, and you don't have to be polite. ”

A few hours later, they were bright and cheerful, and a small starry lake appeared in front of them.