Chapter 59 The master who will open a big fan

The docks of Elven Harbor are already full of elves, and the return of the morning glory elves after 25 years has caused a sensation in the elven kingdom. With the escort of the elf fleet, the "Flying Henan People", the former undead ship docked his huge body on the dock again, different from the last time, the current "Flying Henan People" showed its original appearance for the elves, attracting a burst of exclamations from the elves.

The morning glory elves in military uniforms walked off the battleship in a neat queue, looking at the familiar faces, the elves were about to cheer for their relatives who had returned from afar, but the silent expression of the morning glory elves made the entire dock instantly quiet. They found that at the front of the queue of morning glory elves, each of the twenty-one elves led by them was holding an urn in their hands, and they walked lightly as if they were afraid that they would wake up the souls they carried. These are the elven sailors who died in previous battles, unlike other NPC sailors, the elves are not refreshed after death, and Gangzi cremates these dead elves in an urn so that they can return to their hometown to rest in peace.

After Bucknar presided over the mourning of the sacrifice of the elves, he followed the King's Guard to meet the elven king, and Christol had already been embraced by Mrs. Bucknar to tell her longing, and Elizabeth on the side had already cried into a tearful person.

The elves of Morning Glory were taken away by their respective families, and the dock was quickly deserted, leaving Gangzi alone on the dock.

It's so disrespectful to the guests, Gangzi complains about the elves' hospitality, but also understands the elves' panic when they see their relatives who have been away for 25 years come back.

The Black Sail pirate sailors were told to take a good look at the "Flying Henan People", and Gangzi walked alone in the elf city.

The development of seafaring technology allowed the elven fleet to go further, and more elven tribes were discovered and brought back to the elven kingdom, and the size of the elven city was greatly expanded, and it was no longer the small town it saw at the beginning, but became a real city.

Gangzi casually walked under the elves' treehouse. The new elven residents didn't know him, but out of politeness, every elf who saw Gangzi smiled kindly at him.

Unlike the morning glory elves, who have been assimilated by the Black Sails at the bottom of the sea, they are already very keen on drinking and fighting, and in the elven city, Gangzi only feels quiet and serene, especially the music and singing that can be heard everywhere from the treehouses decorated with flowers, which makes people feel the exotic atmosphere.

Of course, there are also those beautiful elf girls, who can't help but feel like they were born in flowers.

Maybe it's no longer a dream to form an elf MM guard this time, wahahaha......

So Gangzi began to look for members of his guard, but the female elves were better looking than the other. I really want to take them all. Perhaps a beauty contest could be held in the Elven Kingdom, and the winner would have the honor of being his brother's "personal" bodyguard.

Gangzi imagined that he was surrounded by elves MM wearing avant-garde clothes wearing all kinds of economical fabrics, and the scene of warblers and swallows, fragrant lips and tongues, and entanglement of hands and feet was pulled back to reality by the sound of striking iron. He found himself on the edge of the elven city, where a stream was beside a tall tree, and in the woods there was a wooden house built by the stream, surrounded by smoke and the sound of tinkling bells, which was incompatible with this cozy elven city.

Elven blacksmith? You should check it out, and you might be able to find some buried peerless gods in it.

After approaching. Gangzi found that the wooden house was very large but very low, and it was a real trouble to work in it at the height of an elf. Could it be that the elven blacksmiths all have the spirit of "hanging their heads on the beams and cone on the thorns"? They built the blacksmith so low that they could meet at any time to keep their work spirits alive? Elven blacksmiths have such a dedicated work ethic. It's awe-inspiring.

Learning, must learn, such a superior work idea must be fully promoted in the territory of the elder brother, who believes that as long as he can learn the essence of the hard work of the elven blacksmiths. The work efficiency of the workshops and factories in the territory of Brother will definitely increase by a few percentage points, and the accumulation of wealth in Brother will be more high-speed.

When it comes to gold coins, Gangzi is as greedy as a hungry dog when it sees bones. He walked briskly to the wooden house, and the increasingly hot fire could not stop his determination to seek advanced production ideas.

It's just that......

When Gangzi approached, he found that there were many short and fat bodies lying on the grass outside the wooden house, and the wine barrels scattered everywhere made it smell of wine.

Looking at the faces with long beards on their faces, Gangzi was very sure that these were definitely not elven children, and another fantasy race appeared in Gangzi's mind.

Dwarf!

From Christol, Gangzi knew that the elves had a good relationship with the dwarves. It's just that Kristol says that dwarves like to live in dry mines, and don't like to live in forests that are slightly damp and often don't see the sun. But why are there so many dwarves living on the edge of the elven city?

The sound of striking iron in the wooden house was still loud, and the sound of Gangzi had not stopped all the way, and the rhythm had not changed in the slightest. As rumored has it, the dwarves are very proficient in metal crafting, and they might be able to do something good here.

Gangzi walked over the dwarven drunks who had fallen at the door of the wooden house one by one and walked into the wooden house.

It's really hot, and the heat makes Gangzi feel like he is in the eye of fire.

Inside, two dwarves were smashing a burning red sword embryo with a hammer the size of a human head, and next to them was a closed furnace, from the mouth of which the blinding incandescent fire could be seen.

"You're not an elf, how can you be here? We dwarves are very much annoyed to disturb our work. ”

A thick and loud voice came from behind Gangzi, and Gangzi turned to see a dwarf standing behind him, red-haired and red-bearded, full of alcohol, less than the height of his chest, and his arms thicker than his thighs.

In order to avoid misunderstanding, Gangzi hurriedly explained: "I am a guest of the elves, named Gangzi, and I was attracted by the sound of striking iron when I was visiting the elf city. I didn't expect the city of elves to be inhabited by dwarves, and it seems that you like the natural taste here as much as I do. ”

The dwarf was very upright, and when the dwarf at the door heard that Gangzi was a friend of the elves, he removed the hostility from showing it, and said, "No, we don't like the smell of damp earth here, only the rusty smell of the dry mines is our favorite. Here we have to drink all the time so that we don't smell the smell that annoys us. ”

Gangzi looked at the dwarves inside who still hadn't stopped striking iron, and asked, "Forgive me for taking the liberty of asking, why do you still live here if you don't like it here?" By the way, I haven't asked for your name yet. ”

"My name is Gray Bug. Bob, you can call me Bob, I hate gray bugs, but when I was born, there happened to be a gray bug crawling past my father's eyes, so I got the name, oh. Why didn't it be a wild boar that appeared at that time, so that I had a majestic name. You can call me Bob, if you call me Gray Worm, I'll call you know how powerful my fists are. ”

"Gray worm, hurry up and buy us wine, whoever says yes will buy wine from the elves, don't be fooled."

At this moment the dwarves outside the house all sat up, patted the barrels and shouted, "Talkative gray worm, active gray worm." We compete to buy wine if the scorpion gets into the boots, we don't move even if the dandelion gets into the nostrils, but the gray bugs. There was only the Grey Worm, a spirit who crossed his eyes and rolled his eyes, and the Grey Worm lost, so he didn't hurry to buy wine. Don't go buy alcohol yet. ”

Bob's beard was already cocked, and he turned to the singing dwarves and shouted, "Don't you see this guy isn't an elf?" If this guy chops off your head with a sword, you won't move. You guys who can lose their heads for wine, if it weren't for the fact that you drank too much we wouldn't have owed the elves money, and we wouldn't have given them iron in this nasty place, and now we owe even more, and we won't leave this nasty place for the rest of our lives. ”

Then Bob said to Gangzi: "I don't have the money to buy wine, you caused me to lose the game, so you should pay for the wine." ”

"No problem." It is a very cost-effective deal to make friends with a group of dwarves for a few small bucks, and Gangzi immediately agreed.

"Gray worm, you shouldn't be so offensive to our guests." A rather majestic voice came from the cabin, and a dwarf with black hair and a black beard and even stronger came out with a long sword.

He saluted Gangzi and said, "Hello friend, my name is Brown Bear. Kyle, the leader of this group of dwarves, I apologize to your subordinates for being rude, a friend of the elves is our friend, and we will entertain our guests with the best wine. Then he said to Bob: "A loss is a loss, you should not impose your responsibilities on others, you should now carry out your bet, I am very thirsty." ”

Bob on the side shouted, "But we don't have any money, and I hate to take credit." ”

Kyle tossed the sword to Bob, "This is Joey. Joyce's custom-made sword, along with the four, is complete, and I think the sale will cost us enough to drink until tomorrow. ”

Bob easily grabbed the sword and happily ran to the weapon rack next to him.

Only then did Gangzi notice that the long sword was actually two meters long, the palm was wide, and what kind of weight should the steel forge have! But Bob actually held it in his hand like a straw, and the strength was amazing.

Bob ran to the weapon rack, which, as Kyle had said, stuck four identical two-meter-long swords.

"Joey"

Bob shouted at a large tree outside the wooden fence behind the weapons rack. However, the branches and leaves of the big tree were dense, and Gangzi did not see the master who used the two-meter-long sword.

There was no response, and Bob looked at Kyle helplessly. Kyle shouted, "This guy is asleep again, you should shout louder, we shouldn't delay us from drinking for fear of delaying his sleep." ”

The thought that they needed money to buy wine lifted Bob's spirits, he took a deep breath, and the sound of the broken gong rushed out of his throat: "Joey, the five long swords you want have been built, where is our money?" We don't take credit! ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a money bag was thrown from the tree. Bob hurriedly caught it, poured the coins in the money bag on the ground and counted them one by one, and after confirming that they were correct, he took the money bag into his arms: "Joey, you are a smart fellow, unlike Mark, this wooden head is more than ten and you can't count it clearly." Don't be angry, the same head, but you are a wise man. Okay, I'm going to throw your sword over. But you have to pick it up. ”

With that, Bob rounded his arm and threw the sword in his hand at the canopy of the tree, and then quickly threw the other four swords one by one.

Just when Gangzi was worried about whether the guy on the tree would be split in half by the weapon he had customized, five rattans with an arm thick and twenty meters thick suddenly burst out of the canopy, and accurately rolled the five long swords one by one. Then the rattan danced and roared into a phoenix, and the five long swords formed a silver curtain of light around the tree under the pull of the rattan.

The five rattans continued to dance, and there was no interference or collision with the degree, but instead formed a whirlwind around the tree, and any flowers and grass were swept up by the wind and were immediately shattered by the sword curtain.

This is a real master! It's still five at a time! If this kind of master is brought with him, he will definitely have more face, and his brother will be able to walk sideways on land in the future. Defy? Brother turned on a big fan to blow you to death.

Just as Gangzi was thinking about how to fool people, Bob shouted, "Enough, Joey, the house is about to collapse by you, and I hate to count the stars while I sleep." ”

Hearing Bob's complaint, the rattan began to slow down, and then quickly retracted into the canopy, and the five long swords were instantly submerged in it, but the figure inside was still nowhere to be seen.

"Is Joey Joyce five people?" Gangzi looked down and asked Kyle.

"Nope. It's a person. ”

Hearing that the big fan just now was used by one person, Gangzi only had the idea of worship in his heart, this is the Sword Saint! Be sure to have a good drink and take a group photo, and then learn a trick and a half style from the apprentice. Then my brother can be a man who walks in the dark.

Tentacle Monster ......

Gangzi's thinking began to diverge again, and he had begun to fantasize about what kind of binding method he would use.

Suddenly, the earth shook, and Gangzi, who came back to his senses, was surprised to see that the big tree had been uprooted. The dwarves were far away, and the master brother was still in the trees. There was nothing around that could exert force on the tree, and the roots of the tree broke through the ground, which was completely inconsistent with mechanics.

Gangzi opened his mouth wide to look at the strange situation in front of him, and he soon realized that the roots of the tree were actually pulled out by the big tree itself. It has two leg-like roots that dig into the soil. Now he plucked one of them, his movements slow and unstoppable, and the earth and stones rolled from the roots into the pit that remained.

This guy turned out to be a tree man! This creature can also have?

Kyle thought that Gangzi was scared by the Treants, and he comforted, "Joey Joyce has a rare smart brain among the Treants, and he knows that you are a friend of the elves and dwarves, and he will not hurt you." Don't be nervous when you meet other treants in the future, as long as they don't look like orcs, they will ...... Ignore you, even if you pee under their feet, I'm talking about waiting for them to fall asleep. ”

Bob, who came over with the money bag, said, "Don't listen to Kyle, the Treants can't tell if they're asleep or awake, and I was once hung upside down for a day for peeing at the Treeman's feet, which was a very annoying feeling." ”

"That's because you woke up the Treants by showing off loudly after you finished peeing," Kyle didn't have a bit of a dwarven leader's stand, he remembered that Bob was hanging upside down and laughed, "Now that you have the money, you should go buy wine, I'm too sober now, the smell of damp dirt and rotting leaves is really unbearable, I think we should save the money for wine, and get out of this uncomfortable place quickly." ”

"Kyle, are you going to tell us to put up with the smell of work?"

"Without alcohol, my hammer will knock it over on my own hand."

"Oh! How do you live without alcohol? ”

The dwarves began to make noise, and those who were accustomed to drinking elven wine could not live a day without this delicacy.

"The King of the Dwarves, I made the worst decision in my life to bring you to the Elven Kingdom, Bob is right, if we listen to you, we will never leave here for the rest of our lives. Bob, Joy Joyce gave the money, half of it for the wine, half of it for you to save up, and the hope of us going home is on you. ”

After Bob patted his chest and promised that he would take care of the money, he pushed the cart and walked towards the elven city, and Joyce Joyce, the tree man, had just pulled out both feet and left with a very slow movement, which was really heart-wrenching to watch.

"Don't look at the tree man, although they can move quickly, it hurts them a lot, and he will be out of our sight in a day. These poor creatures were almost wiped out by the orcs, and the roots of the trees were greatly damaged when they fled into the elven forest, and now they dare not move. ”

Gangzi asked in surprise, "The tree people are so powerful, can't they beat the orcs?" ”

Bob's wine will have to wait a while, so Kyle explains the grudge between the treants and the orcs for Gangzi.

Treants and orcs have nothing to do with each other, orcs don't gnaw on the bark of treants, and treants don't steal orcs food. But it is precisely these two unrelated races that there is a life-and-death war.

The reason for this is that the body of the tree man contains a mysterious power, and the orcs have discovered that using the body of the tree man to make war drums can stimulate the ancient bestiality in the body of the orc, which can make the orc enter a state of rage and greatly increase its combat effectiveness.

As a result, this ability to become an ancient power by the orcs brought disaster to the Treant race.

Treants have only feet and no hands, but they have five nimble rattans that are unbeatable to wield, so each angry Treant is a killing machine, but they have the fatal weakness of being extremely slow. (To be continued......)