Chapter 646: City of Chaos (12)

A druid who served on the front line of the elven army and a female troll druid who did not belong to the orc army broke out into an encounter of equal strength, and in the course of the battle, they were attracted by the opponent's combat skills and understanding of the druid's spiritual path, and finally, turned enemies into friends......

However, the friendship between the two, or some of the feelings that may eventually arise, were eventually suppressed by the combined efforts of both sides.

The elves naturally want to expel the old gardener, and the orcs are even more ruthless, after all, the druids rarely participate in the affairs of the army and the city, so they don't have any scruples to deal with it, and they ...... directly Killed the female troll, and by the way, prepared to kill the old gardener.

The old gardener fought desperately, fought a bloody way, and met the elves on the way to escape, but he didn't expect that these former fellow clans would not be saved, and even wanted to clean up this "shame of the elves".

The old gardener eventually fled to the chaotic city of Santas, where he farmed for the magicians and became the old gardener.

According to Leo, this is dog blood.

I think this story is quite emotional. Although it is only racial hatred and personal grudges that are involved.

In comparison, my story is too complicated, and I don't want to be too straightforward, after all, it involves the gods and even the gods behind it, and it is dangerous to say it, so I just talked about the conflict between the Young Warriors Conference and the young patriarch.

The old gardener sighed with emotion: "Your experience is what makes me admire!" ”

I said: "For the sake of Ataya, I did not hesitate to be the enemy of the young patriarch, but my heart has always been towards the orc clan, I didn't expect that they could frame me at all costs for the sake of the treasure, so I took the treasure and the holy remains in a fit of anger and defected, anyway, I have now lost my beloved girl and the original intention of dedicating myself to the clan." But in his heart, he told himself: "It's just a temporary loss, I will take it back with my own hands!" ”

The old gardener took a deep breath and said, "Speaking of which, I also liked a girl when I was in the elf clan, but her blood is too noble for me to be worthy......

I said, "It doesn't matter if it's noble or not, only sincere emotions are true, after all, even the gods don't oppose those who truly love each other, otherwise, why wouldn't those lovers who love each other but are opposed elope together without being punished by God?" ”

The old gardener smiled wryly: "How come I never thought of it? ”

I said in my heart: "To the gods, what nobles are not nobles, as long as they are pious and obedient, and have strength, there is no difference between commoners and nobles, otherwise, people like Terraria will not completely ignore the believers on the earth." ”

"It's just a legendary ballad from the mouth of a bard," said the old gardener, "and everybody will tell you not to believe in these ethereal tales, for you have become a legend." ”

I said, "It's a bad feeling to be the main character of a story. ”

The old gardener said: "I understand, as you just said, the greater the ability, the heavier the responsibility, like me, I can probably only hide here and farm for the rest of my life." ”

"How can you give up on yourself?" I say.

"Forget it!" The old gardener shook his head, "Knowing what kind of sapling you are and how tall a tree you can grow into is the most basic wisdom of an elf with common sense. ”

I looked at the sunset on the horizon, handed him the black copper saplings I had cut off, and said, "I think you still shouldn't give up on yourself like this, people should always find some reason to continue to forge ahead, otherwise, you think that you are stuck in place, but in fact it is like a retrograde boat, which is constantly retreating." ”

The old gardener said, "This sentence also makes sense! I really feel sorry for the orcs, losing such a young talent as you who is both powerful and insightful! ”

"It's all over," I said, "I'm going to start a new life, and I'll leave it to you, for these ordinary seeds of mine will bring you something different in the future...... By the way, the barbecue ingredients just now are made from the fruits or seeds of these humble plants after processing, and the taste is very different. ”

"I'm looking forward to it." Said the old gardener.

I said, "I have to go, and I have to get ready before it gets dark." ”

The old gardener said, "I have no doubt that you made these plans before you decided to go to war with your young patriarch!" ”

I said, "To be honest, I didn't really think about it at the time, but then these plans came naturally......

Leo said: "To put it lightly, it's not all about me staying up late to catch up. ”

I said, "The main thing is that you talked too much nonsense during the day and kept complaining there." ”

The old gardener said, "Go, and give me these seeds." ”

I said goodbye to him and waved at the Tyrannosaurus Rex flying in the air.

Tyrannosaurus rex practicing long flights with the wind element.

As a chick that has not lost its fluff and has no feathers, flying is simply an impossible thing, but with the wind elemental energy, it all becomes logical.

"Twitter!" The Tyrannosaurus rex happily flew back to my shoulder and said excitedly, "Mom, it's fun up there, are you going to go?" ”

I said, "Not yet." ”

"Twitter, mom can't fly, not as strong as me!" The Tyrannosaurus rex triumphed.

"Of course, the Tyrannosaurus rex is strong." As I spoke, I walked out of the farmland.

Then, take a detour to the side of the swamp entrance to meet the five rangers and arrange their next steps.

Speaking of which, the location of the three mage towers, one in the north, the nearby exit is biased to the northeast, leading to the territory of the three clans, the northwest is on the side of the adventurer's guild and the market, out of the farmland is the farmland, to be precise, there is no way to leave the mage tower to watch, the southwest is close to the entrance into the swamp, is the passage for adventurers to enter and exit, and the north side corresponds, after going out, even if it leaves the protection of Santas, vendetta murder assassination or something, it will follow.

This swamp is of course not a big place for the Kalmdo steppe, the Elven Forest and the human realm, and in terms of area alone, it is estimated that it is only the size of the land of some orc races.

However, the terrain of the swamp is actually a complex terrain that mixes water, land, wetlands, grasslands, woods and even rocky beaches, and it is mainly based on water and wetlands, in which there are almost no intelligent creatures to survive, and there are only a variety of animals and plants adapted to the environment and sub-human distribution, among the animals and plants, the natural awakening of the monster is the head, and the sub-human race is mainly fish-people, lizardmen, frogmen and other barbaric and ignorant races, but the sub-humans here are just relying on a slightly higher IQ than the beasts, Coupled with the little advantage of living in a group, it barely gained a foothold, and in general, the overlord inside is still Warcraft.

Moreover, the real strength and level of the demonic beasts here are actually not as good as the grasslands and forests, but relying on the advantages of the terrain, it is often more difficult for adventurers to hunt them.

At the same time, the swamp environment is also rare to breed plants.

Santas originally chose this location to obtain various materials from the swamp.

And the people who choose to take refuge here are basically unable to get along with their own clan, few people go out to the north gate, and only free adventurer mercenaries occasionally enter and exit, and the most diligent are goblin merchants who run all over the world.

As for the entrance to the swamp in the southwest, it is naturally not very safe - the people who come here are not like me and the old gardener or the trustee who are ostracized by the people because of their great ability or status, but more because of their own bad character, so it is easy to have evil thoughts when they come here to venture into the swamp for a living, and meet lucky adventurers......

In short, after listening to the introduction of Taling Alphacom and the wizard Johnny, I felt how beautiful this peaceful atmosphere in the city was, but once it was out of its control, the beauty would become extremely cruel.

When I came to the entrance to the swamp, I saw the strongest armed protection.

These people were dressed in very fine full-body armor, and they could barely tell their race, and the armor also had spells or magic circles drawn by magicians and other things, which made it seem difficult to deal with.

They are supposed to belong to the Order of the City, but compared to the north, they are almost like the Temple Guardian Warriors and the hunting party in the village......

The scope of protection is not the entrance gate, but the area where the gate exits.

The area is a clean, flat stone floor with low stone pillars at the edges, and beyond it is some damp grass, which at first glance looks a bit like a pier on the bank of the river.

The heavily armed Orderlies stood beside the stone pillars, greeting all who came out of the swampy area.

When I arrived, not long after the sun had set, there was still a golden orange sunset floating in the sky, and looking at it from afar, the outline of the swamp was not so clear, and the whole was a dim dark green, in which I could occasionally see scattered bright spots, like small white flowers blooming on the green grass on a cloudy day, which were small puddles or mires one after another.

"I'm reminded of the safe zone in the game," Leo said, "and how many massacres have happened near the security line......

I was about to ask him where the Five Ranger were, when I saw the Weasel Shadowless Gillette.

He walked alone towards the gate, and the other four were not there.

He had a bulging bag in his hand, and it seemed to be quite rewarding.

At this time, a four-person adventure team not far away stared at him.

Among the four were humans, goblins, and dwarves, and I had seen their greedy eyes with ill intentions.

"Oh, funny little episode?" Leo said.

Just within the sight of the orderly, the four of them began to move!

And the orderlies were indifferent and watched all this happen like sculptures!

I was a little depressed: "What is this called asylum?" Don't you care about it? "I want to talk about "Memoirs of the Bull Head" with more like-minded people, and pay attention to "Youyue Literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~