Creatures must play to their strengths in order to survive better, so the foundation of the cheetah is its speed, and the hyena survives by the herd.

The same is true of the forest elves, who claim to be children of nature, long-lived, graceful, and powerful, and are the most agile and stealthy in the forest......

Therefore, such an initial template determines that the most suitable direction for their development must be assassins, archers, and agile heroes, and it is impossible to say that they will become MT, stack the thickest armor, and suffer the most vicious beatings.

Griffin also knew about this, so he spent this time practicing archery, which the forest elves are most proud of, in the training ground, and went out every night to conduct actual combat within a certain range of the tribe.

The monsters that come out at night are very dangerous, not that their frontal combat power is particularly scary, but they are blessed with a unique environment at night, even if they are born with the ability to see at night, they don't dare to be too careless.

Not to mention other races, the most terrifying ecosystem on the entire continent is the big forest in the middle, and the closer you get to the depths, the more terrifying it becomes. Especially in those stretching mountains, snow-capped peaks, the deepest depths that no one has dared to set foot in for thousands of years—

It's not that there are extremely terrifying beasts entrenched in it, it's a great terror that can destroy an entire continent.

In other words, there is a great abyss hidden in the mountains, and it is a cemetery, where the chaotic and evil god of original sin was defeated by the gods of justice and sealed into it when the world was opened.

The abyss is endless, the wounds that tear the world apart, the endless darkness, the endless chaos that dwells, the evil void that the vast corpse of the original evil god has turned into over the ages.

The "evil god" mentioned here is not specific, but the accepted term is original sin, because it is talking about the origin of an original evil, which is said to be the dark side of the world, the source of all chaos.

The existing gods of plague, sickness, and the embodiment of hunger, madness, and sin are just different versions of the original source of chaos.

Of course, it's hard to say whether it's true or not, after all, it's impossible to say whether those evil gods really exist, and no one has ever seen it.

And the most speechless thing is that on the concept of "righteous gods" who defeat the darkness, save the world, and give light to all beings, everyone has no way to reach a consensus, and they all insist that it is the gods they believe in.

The rest of the arguments are heretics, heresies, great rebellions!

If there is no version of the gods you believe in to save the world, then it is all fake, and it is impossible to count.

Griffin didn't dwell on the issue, he was very strong in his belief in the spirits of nature, but as a smart man, he felt that his energy and time should not be spent on this endless nonsense.

After all, unless the heretics are dead, it is impossible to argue about such a problem.

After all, people can't be convinced, either you kill him with a knife, or after the quarrel, both parties are angry to death and think that the other party is a sand sculpture.

So, you still have to focus on the important things with limited energy and time, and even then you will feel that it is not enough......

That's what his father said to himself, and once Griffin felt that he understood, but now he felt that he understood it more deeply.

For more than half a month, I squeezed all my energy and time every day, and put all my heart and soul on self-improvement, and even went out to play in the evening...... But I have to say, this does work.

If you play Dying Light, you will understand that the city is full of zombies during the day, it makes people scary to watch, but as long as you go out to parkour at night, it can make people grow more.

That's the legend of Harran City, and it's even more like a fish in water at night, not to mention zombies, even the night demon has to eat dust behind him.

Griffin now feels the same way, from gritting his teeth and carefully hunting through the dark and dim night forest, to now being able to come and go in the forest near the tribe like the wind, and see the night as nothing.

He clearly felt that his magic power had grown, and his compatibility with the traditional teachings of the Heart of Nature was getting higher and higher, and his various abilities had also increased considerably.

It can move freely in the forest at night, without hindrance, and even if it is moving at high speed, it can hit with one arrow even if it is black lightning...... As for the other hidden abilities, the ability to perceive through the breath of the forest, and so on, they are all greatly improved......

The power that has not made any progress for several years has soared sharply in just half a month, and it is about to enter the high level. And if you can maintain this speed and efficiency, becoming a master or even a legend is just around the corner.

This made him extremely excited and motivated.

In fact, this is also normal, in the past, when everyone was uncivilized, they could only cross the river by feeling the stones. Human beings have a short lifespan and nature is more radical, and something must be achieved in the next few decades.

However, the elves' long life span makes them not take risks easily, and everything is based on stability. Besides, human beings for decades, they for hundreds of years, how can this situation compare?

Therefore, as long as an elf is a hundred or ten years old, no worse than the strength possessed by a human elite who is dozens of years old, it can already be regarded as an achievement, anyway, everyone has thought so for thousands of years, and over time it has become a certain mindset.

No one thinks it's wrong.

But it was an uncivilized period, when everyone had not yet figured out a reliable way to practice and improve themselves, and they needed to keep experimenting. Now the experience of the predecessors and even the most basic formulas and theorems have been determined-

Do you elves try a little harder, put a little pressure on yourself, and force yourself to die?!

Why do you still think that it is normal for others to cross the past for a few years, and it is normal for you to cross over for more than ten years or even decades? The network speed is so abnormal, the latency is so terrifying, no matter how sluggish people are, they should find out that something is wrong, right?!

But Griffin didn't know such a thing, and he was also habitually using the experience of his predecessors, feeling that his speed was abnormal.

He simply felt that it was his own beliefs, his hatred, and his own self-esteem as a man, that were burning strongly and that he had achieved the results of his actions.

That's right, I must let that woman take a good look, I'm not ......

Eh, wait, did I go the wrong way and go to another tribe? But there's no reason, the nearest tribe is Tisaya, at least a day's journey, right?

The forest elf, who was thinking wildly, couldn't help but be excited, suddenly stopped, feeling that the tribe in front of him seemed to be a little different.

During this time, he was so focused on one thing that he didn't notice the changes in the tribe from day to day, and now that he was a little more relaxed and his attention could be scattered elsewhere, he realized that those changes added up to a huge amount.

All of a sudden, it made him feel strange.

……

……

The flickering blades of the sword collided rapidly in the air, bursting out with fierce sparks, and the cold made the air seem to be a little colder.

The sonorous sound is great!

In the final blow, the two people holding the sword broke up with a touch and quickly opened up the distance.

"Welllet, you're always like this, refusing to show your real skills." Veranika smiled wryly, then lowered her head to examine the sharp straight sword in her hand, revealing a look of affection.

"Villanica-sama, I'm just not good at swordsmanship, I'm afraid I won't be able to control it......"

The elven woman on the opposite side smiled softly and said softly, her temperament was extremely gentle, as if standing in the open space of the training ground could perfectly match the temperament of the surrounding forest.

She looks the same young and beautiful, although she is not a girl anymore, but she is also a young woman in her twenties and less than thirty.

However, Villanica knew that this was one of only a dozen masters in the tribe, and was even the best of them, having once been her mother's handmaiden and becoming her own handmaiden after her mother's death.

"Swordsmanship doesn't work...... Didn't I have that dagger and that pair of bows and arrows brought to your house? ”

The elf girl sighed and asked, feeling a little dissatisfied, and the other party was not even willing to find a reason.

“……”

However, Willett only smiled softly, and did not argue, making her feel that she had punched the cotton, and felt a little uncomfortable.

"Okay, it's time, let's go back first...... By the way, Willlet, do you have any thoughts on those people? ”

The elf girl waved her hand, and then asked thoughtfully.

"I remember yesterday when my father came over in person, you went with you, right? How do you feel...... About that group of people? ”

“……”

“……”

"It's dangerous, and there's no way to understand what they're trying to do." The elven woman thought for a moment, then shook her head and said.

"And what do you see?" Veronica frowned and asked, "I always think that this change is not a good thing, but my father doesn't listen to me, and my brother has been a little abnormal recently......"

"This ...... I didn't see anything, they had already laid their roots, and I don't think those hole cards would be easily released in front of others. ”

As they spoke, the two walked out of the training ground opened up between the jungles, and a huge tribe was revealed in front of their eyes.

Treehouses seem to be created naturally, and there are very few houses built directly on the ground, if not none. Elves moving from tribe to tribe was probably the most common scene in the past.

But now, it's different.

The green color of the past is gone, and all the elves are wearing all kinds of brightly colored clothes, after all, not everyone wants to maintain hard and simple in the first place, there was no way before, but now there are conditions.

Outside the entrance of the tribe in the distance, there seemed to be a loud noise, breaking the silence of the forest.

Outside, about a distance of more than 1,000 meters, it is exactly what the construction site looks like.

The old forest road is no longer suitable, the trees on both sides have been cut down and cleared, and a straight and wide avenue stretches into the distance.

It was not paved with slate or cobblestone, but from a single mass, flat white-gray slab with no gaps. It is said to be the result of pouring a large amount of alchemical material called cement.