Being in a freshly baked plain that has just been purified cannot be overstated.

Every few steps the four of them take, they will have a serious sense of unreality, and they must look up at the sun to be sure that all this is true.

- I don't even use skills.

Zheng Yi thought for a moment: if the last Divine Nova didn't count.

Ten minutes later, the huge psychological impact gradually dissipated.

"Is it because the sun is too strong, I'm thirsty again." Stone raised his hand to cover his eyebrows.

"Me too," said Kalmon, "hoping to find the prophet soon." ”

Zheng Yi once again took out Ms. Xingchen's favor, and the four of them drank two cups from their respective cups, which quenched their thirst very much.

Although Irwen did not look like an elf, her drinking movements were still graceful and harmonious, and she said:

"He won't live far away, we can ride a plane or a car there."

"Locomotive" is a combination of words that have just been born in this world, and they are spelled together with the two roots of "moving" and "utensils". Although the word-making is correct, the pronunciation is a bit challenging for everyone when combined, but the good thing is that the elves are natural singers and linguists.

Zheng Yi took out the chocobo. He is now wearing an all-in-one black knight's suit, which automatically adjusts the temperature according to his body temperature, which is very comfortable. Although it looks heavy, it is actually light and cool. I really underestimated this set of knight uniforms before, but I didn't expect it to contain extremely high black technology.

It's no wonder that the desert messengers are able to survive in extreme conditions with this outfit.

The only side effect is that he doesn't look like a good person – in the aesthetic of this world.

"Wait for the meeting to open more slowly, you can find it slowly." Yi Erwen reminded Zheng Yi.

Zheng Yi nodded, and found that Stone and Kalmon made an appointment to solve physical problems with their eyes. Irwen turned to look at the horizon, avoiding the embarrassment...... Suddenly, she felt that something was wrong.

"Do you think we're drinking too much water?" Erwen waited for Stone and Kalmon to return: "And we don't need to drink so much water, we just get very thirsty. ”

Stone and Culmon also had such expressions.

Puff didn't know where he had run and didn't give an opinion.

"Let's find the Prophet quickly." "It's all weird," Carmon said. ”

Zheng Yi vaguely guessed a little, but there was a lack of proof. His [insight] increases the ability to associate, intuition, and observation, but does not increase the ability to reason and find evidence.

"Carmont was right." Zheng Yi got into the car: "Everyone get in the car!" I drive slower so I don't miss it. But let me ask first, did this prophet live in an ordinary house or a cave? Or is it a hole in the ground? ”

Irwen got into the car and folded her legs:

"Will anyone live in a cave in the ground? He is a prophet, not a mole. ”

Zheng Yi was noncommittal. Since he can have such associations, it is likely that there will be a follow-up face-slapping plot. Especially when someone jumped out and planted a flag to refute it. This is always the malice of this world.

The chocobo's speed is controlled at 60 kilometers per hour, which is considered a very slow speed. However, this speed is still fast for the naked eye. Luckily, Irwen is an elven ranger, and they have an instinctive talent for navigating the woods quickly and catching tiny targets.

"I saw it! There's a house behind the rocks over there! Erwen patted Zheng Yi's arm, unaware of the dangers it might cause.

Zheng Yi had to slow down a little and turn a "stone" - it seemed to him to be a small mountain, and sure enough, he saw a two-story cabin.

"I see its chimney." Irwen said triumphantly.

Zheng Yi stopped the car and found that the wooden house was built right behind a hill, so it was not illuminated by strong light. In front of the house there was a black meadow, and there were still five or six black, unpurified trees on both sides.

The black trees support the black canopy, which shades the light of the wooden house.

The land here is also pitch black and smells of rancidity.

- What kind of prophet would choose this kind of place to make his home?

Zheng Yi's first impression was not very good.

Erwen and Stone turned a blind eye to this and stepped forward to knock on the door.

Calmon and Zheng Yi stood on the periphery of the corrupted land and said in a low voice:

"I don't like it here."

"I feel the same way." Zheng Yi did not hide it.

"Although you are wearing a black robe, and it is still a little cold, I think it is ten thousand times stronger than here." It was rare for Kalmon to say so much, and he actually felt a little relieved after saying it.

Zheng Yi was speechless.

The biggest advantage of technology is that there is no moral judgment.

The door to the hut opened, and a man in a white robe, glowing from top to bottom, appeared in the doorway.

He was a head taller than both Erwen and Stone, and looked to be a full hundred and ninety centimeters tall. His hair is silver white mixed with pale blonde, there is no blemish on his face, with a light snow-white skin, eyes like stars, a straight nose, thin nose, and lips with the color of YSL Round Tube No. 16.

"He's an elf!" Carmon exclaimed.

Zheng Yi nodded, this kind of light effect, this kind of aura, this kind of image, only a pompous elf can make it.

It's just a Sequence 4 demigod, pretending to be like a god.

Unconsciously attracted by the elven prophet, Kalmon walked forward.

Puff popped up from a distance, and quickly followed Carmon with his short legs.

Zheng Yi approached and heard Stone and Yi Erwen say:

"I had the good fortune to learn of your existence from Celebrin (an elven spit out an elven name) in the Silver Castle." The two of them were respectful: "We went to Lothar, learned that you have settled here, and took the liberty of visiting you. ”

The tall, fair-skinned and beautiful elf scanned the crowd as if they were counting. His gaze finally fell on Zheng Yi, and he said in an aria tone:

"I saw through the fog, I saw the coming of the Holy Light, I saw the heroes, but I didn't see you."

Zheng Yi pursed his lips: "Good day." ”

The elf smiled mysteriously and invited everyone to enter.

His room was simple, with a spacious living room on the ground floor that could be seen all at a glance. The fireplace in the middle is burning, the fire is orange and red, and the tongue of fire licks and rolls, and it is very irritable. On either side are long sofas with upholstered plant stems and leaves.

Beyond the couch fireplace, along the wall are sets of tall cabinets filled with potted plants and jars. Zheng Yi noticed the secret text flowing from the silver light on the cabinet, which was the second time that the innate skill of knowing words and languages had failed.

The person of these words is higher than that of sequence 2.

Between the cabinet and the sofa is a large log table with decaying plants and fresh flowers, as well as silverware such as teapots and cups.

"You may be seated." The Elven Prophet said, "I have received very few guests, is it okay to have rose tea?" ”

"Of course." Erwen was a little reserved.

Zheng Yi unceremoniously sat down on the sofa and asked Yi Erwen:

"It's not like the layout of an elf's house?"

"More like Tanier...... Human style. Irwen said.

The elven prophet brought a cup of rose tea brewed in each person's hand. Zheng Yi took the teacup and found that it was a rose soaked in cold water - it actually had the face to call it tea, he turned the cup, held it in his hand and did not drink it.

Stone, Kalmon and Irwen were so thirsty that they drank it all.

The Prophet said: "You can see that you have been on a hard journey. ”

"Actually, it's fine," said Irwen, "and after purifying the Dark Forest, the road is still easy. ”

The Prophet smiled: "I never thought that anyone would be able to accomplish such a feat. You are the Miya who had just arrived in Middle-earth from Valinor, and did not want to be named. He looked at Zheng Yi.

Despite their mental preparation, Erwen, Stone and Carmon still felt their hearts shaken. They looked at Zheng Yi uneasily, reflecting on their actions and words.

Erwen remembered the first time she met, when she was very dissatisfied with the Maia's refusal to give her name and her boasting of her strength, and asked him sarcastically:

"Who are you, Maia?"

Who is it, Maia?

Maiya?

……

It's really Maia!