Chapter 133: The Past of the Elven Race
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In the end, Ou Liwei gave up, and her little face was full of reluctance to let it go.
After giving up, two red clouds floated on her face, but she didn't want to admit that she didn't have that courage.
So she pointed the finger at Vincent, and said in a rather dissatisfied tone: "You definitely did it on purpose." ”
"Hehe, not to mention whether the decoction is like this or not, even if it wasn't like this before, what can you do to me?"
Vincent's words were extremely true, indeed, apart from him, as far as the current situation of the elven clan was concerned, there was really no way to make a spiritual power recovery potion that could supply most of the clansmen in a short period of time.
Ou Liwei was speechless by Vincent's words, and only stomped her foot unwillingly, let out a snort from her delicate nose, and then walked to a corner of the heart of the mother tree and closed herself.
Vincent couldn't help but snicker when he saw this, and then concentrated on making the potion.
Judging by the amount of ingredients Glossia gave, he needed to make tens of thousands of potions.
Even if he reached the level of a grandmaster-level cooking profession, he had the advantage of halving the production time of low-level potions, and the time required to make 10,000 portions of potions was still quite long.
It took nearly thirty seconds to make every ten, which meant that he needed to work non-stop for almost nine hours before he could finish it.
Of course, with his mental power, it's only nine hours, and it's not worth mentioning.
As the minutes ticked by, the sky gradually darkened.
"Whew"
With Vincent's long exclamation, he put the last ten servings into the leaf cup, and all the more than 10,000 servings of the decoction were declared complete.
Vincent patted the non-existent dust, then stood up straight, twisted his waist and shrugged his shoulders to relieve the stiffness in various parts of his body.
"Thank you, thank you for your hard work. ”
Gloria first bowed to Vincent to express her heartfelt gratitude.
Then she stretched out her hands and took the spatial ring in Vincent's hand, which had previously contained all the materials and was now filled with cups of black potion.
The percentage of the recovery decoction, although the amount of recovery is not much, is just enough to replenish the loss caused by the removal of mental power.
"It's fine, except for a little bit of waste of my time, for me, there's no loss. ”
Vincent waved his hand, his tone very disapproving.
With that, he walked to the edge of the heart of the mother tree and looked down.
At a glance, outside the original empty pale mother tree, there were many more elves out of thin air.
After seeing this, he withdrew his gaze, then turned around and walked over to Olivia, who was huddled in the corner, resting with her head down.
He crouched down and shouted to her in a slightly loud voice, "Hey!"
He scared Ou Liwei a lot, as if there were more spikes under her, she instantly bounced on the spot, and glared at the source of the voice with a wary look, that is, Vincent.
When Ou Liwei confirmed that it was Vincent, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time, she couldn't help but glance at Vincent, and then said in a blaming tone: "What are you doing, scare me a lot." ”
"I mean, are you too vigilant, or am I because I'm not on your guard?"
Vincent said in a mocking tone as he stood up and looked at Olivia with a funny expression.
Ou Liwei snorted coldly, shook her head in opposition with her hands on her chest, and looked at Vincent with rather disdain:
"What, I fell asleep because I was too comfortable in the arms of the mother tree. It doesn't have the slightest relationship with you, okay?"
"Oh, then I blame you, I apologize. ”
Vincent raised his hands in surrender, pretending to apologize to Olivia sincerely.
However, Olivia was not one of those elves who had never left the Sacred Forest, and she could tell at a glance that Vincent's reason for waking her up must be something else.
So Ou Liwei asked angrily, "Say, what's the matter?" ”
"That's right, with your strength, you shouldn't have forgotten what we said before. ”
Seeing that Ou Liwei was so smart, Vincent no longer beat around the bush, but directly put down his hands and said his true purpose, and then he continued: "I want you to go and see for yourself how many people in your elven clan dare to be the first elf to take the initiative. ”
Seriously, Vincent was convinced that the resolute-eyed elves he had seen before entering the Sacred Forest would not disappoint him.
After listening to Vincent's words, Ou Liwei was still a little incredulous, but when she noticed Vincent's solemn and serious face, she couldn't help but have the idea of wanting to see it with her own eyes.
Ou Liwei nodded, and said with the same serious expression: "Got it, I will"
After speaking, Ou Liwei first groaned, and then quickly said in a straight voice:
"Actually, I also hope that the people can return to the brave and good fighting they used to be, only then can the elves protect themselves and our mother. ”
"Well, I hope too. ”
Seriously, Vincent has seen countless elves in the game, but from the bottom of his heart, he doesn't look down on this all-female race.
In his opinion, they were not suitable for the Xenoconquest at all, because after every battle, many elves could always be seen weeping and weeping, and then weeping to collect the seeds of their own people.
In the course of the battle, too, if it weren't for the fact that there were too many strong among them, as they were forward-looking and indecisive, I am afraid that they would have been easily killed by the natives of the heterotopic plane.
Of course, where there is yin there is yang, and where there is light there is darkness.
In addition to the few armies with ordinary combat power, the elves also have one of the most brutal armies of all races.
An elite force composed of self-defended factions as the main force, in addition to forgiving ordinary creatures and plants, they are all merciless to members of other races, and the means are to cut down the roots as much as possible.
Some people may want to say that in order to protect nature, they will definitely suffer a lot in this regard.
Vincent, however, was particularly scornful of such claims.
As a strong man who often came into contact with the elves, he was also fortunate to see the way that the army fought, and had personally joined them and fought alongside them.
Vincent knew very well how cruel they were in battle, and if they could kill their enemies, there would be no such thing as sparing their lives.
Usually, after killing an enemy, they simply let the plants they raise devour the corpse of the enemy to increase their strength as much as possible.
In particular, some self-righteous natives, believing that they had seized on the weakness of their troops, often chose the battlefield in the jungle with a lot of vegetation, and threatened to burn the place with fire magic.
But they were wrong, they were very wrong.
If they don't choose this place for the battlefield, they may also be able to reduce the combat effectiveness of this force.
As a result, they can only make themselves lose faster.
This army did not care about the jungle itself, but did not care about it, even if it was to destroy the jungle with their own hands.