The camp of the Night Song Elves is really very large, and Eun has roughly walked around, estimating that it is one and a half times the size of the town of Changge.

The population density was not much, only seven or eight hundred people—just what he had seen in the camp, maybe there were night song elves who had gone out to hunt and gather and had not returned.

But even so, the total population of the Night Song Elves should only be about a thousand, so even if they have the average quality far beyond humans, they can't become a climate at all, and can only hide in the depths of the Long Song Forest to survive.

The Nightsong Elves have turned the camp into a small biome that houses sturdy-looking cow and sheep-type creatures that chew on leaves and twigs that the Nightsong Elves have picked and return to them in a few months.

Eun also saw that some half-human-tall plants had been planted next to the treehouse where the Nightsong Elves lived, and now there was only a patch of green, which was supposed to be some kind of starchy food.

Some of the smaller beasts, which seem to be the domesticated helpers of the Night Song Elves, jump up and down around the camp, not only bringing some lively air to the camp, but also acting as their eyes and ears, which can detect some traces of outsiders in advance.

Ewen scrutinized everything in the camp, looking for traces of the Fountain of Youth.

He circled around the periphery without seeing any signs, and then gradually walked inside.

Heroes are like him, searching for traces of the fountain of youth.

It wasn't until Eun walked to a treehouse in the center, a huge tree more than seventy meters in diameter, that he noticed something unusual.

He couldn't get inside the treehouse, and a strange stance enveloped it.

This was the first time he had no way to get past the obstacle in the observer interface of his personal space.

However, Ewen was not too shocked, he had a premonition that such a thing would happen from the beginning when he turned on his personal spatial ability, and now it was just his own guess that came true.

There really is something or ability that can stop the endless invasion of personal space!

So in the future, will skills or items that directly break personal space also appear?

With this question in mind, Ewen observed the treehouse in front of him, inquiring about its capabilities.

It was a long time before Vera and the others confirmed the function of the strange resistance outside the treehouse and came to report.

"This should be a kind of space ability, specifically to block the invasion of other space." Vera pointed to her surroundings and said, "This is obviously specially designed for world nobles like adults, and only by entering from the front will this resistance not be triggered." ”

The power of space is a power that Eun can't grasp yet, and he can't break this resistance, so he can only walk into it from the gate in a dignified manner according to the power set by this force.

This also meant that Eun had to appear in front of the Nightsong Elves and meet them head-on before he could enter the treehouse and take the Fountain of Youth—well, he wasn't sure if the Fountain of Youth was really here.

"It just so happens that I also need to subdue a vassal race, so let's use this Night Song Elf to make up the numbers."

He had almost seen the other races in the Long Song Forest, either dirty goblins, rude orcs, or strange-looking aliens, and only the Night Song Elves were still human, which matched his aesthetics.

A smile tugged at the corner of Eon's mouth, and he said lightly to the lovely people, "Ready, occupy this camp!" ”

Little Beckron was a little scared, and Eun looked at him and didn't say anything, and directly returned him to the castle in his personal space, so that a dragon-blooded warrior would take care of him.

Moments later, dozens of people silently appeared in the center of the Nightsong Elf's camp, in front of the huge treehouse.

Suddenly, the screams erupted from the mouths of the flowers planted around the treehouse, and the screaming flowers screamed violently, making all the Night Song Elves suddenly nervous, and then surging madly towards this side.

The scale of hundreds of people acted collectively, and the entire camp was in a scorching mood, and only the top professionals could hold back their emotions and come calmly.

Eun stood in front of the treehouse without moving, but looked at the Nightsong Elves gathered around him, indifferently watching them draw their weapons and face them nervously.

Being able to quietly go deep into the most important position of their own house makes these night song elves nervous, even afraid.

"Intruder, what do you want to do!"

A warrior who appears to be the leader is dressed in bright red armor, and the sword in his hand is slightly curved in front of it, like a hook, he is a blood-drinking berserker, a special class among the Night Song Elves.

"Let your leaders come."

Laura stepped forward, forcing all the Nightsong Elves in front of her to take three steps back, and these Nightsong Elves were sensitive enough to sense the terrifying power contained in her petite body.

"I'm the leader." The blood-drinking berserker who had asked before said loudly, "I'm the leader of the warriors here, tell me something!" ”

The dual power system implemented by the Night Song Elves means that the priest leader and the warrior leader rule together, the former comforts the people and treats the wounded, and the latter commands the military power and controls the army.

But......

The corners of Eun's mouth curled, and he laughed in a low voice: "How do I remember that the warrior leader of the Night Song Elves must be held by a special professional? ”

He looked to the back of the elves, "For example, the Blade of the Waning Moon?" ”

This was the last secret that Little Beckron told him, that the Blood Drinkers did belong to the upper echelons of the Nightsong Elves, but they also had a final ceiling. Because it is extremely easy to be attracted by blood in battle, and thus lose their minds, they can only become the strongest fighters at best, and can never become the top managers of the Night Song Elves.

Nestled here are terrifying beings known as the Blades of the Waning Moon, who hold scimitars as if they were gods above the moon, turning their weapons into crescents in the darkest and most terrifying times, guiding the Nightsong Elves forward.

This is a document from the Nightsong Elves themselves, and although it is impossible for the Blades of the Waning Moon to actually reside on the moon, their strength is indeed unquestionable.

Because, the blade of the waning moon is a legendary-level class created by a world nobleman of the night song elf using strange things, and it is an existence that breaks the routine and can be inherited continuously.

Although each generation loses a part of its power.

"Intruder, it seems that you have an unusual understanding of us." A slightly shorter Nightsong Elf came over through the crowd, "So, what are you here for?" ”

"War? Or peace? ”

Behind him, a pair of scimitars shone like a crescent moon in the sky.