A glint flashed in the eyes of the magic wizard on the side, and he took over Xue Wuxi's words and said, "Do you know the magic elf tide?"

"What?" This time not only the warriors, but also the two magicians became interested.

"According to the book, the number of magic spirits on the continent is different from one time to another, just like the surging tides of the sea, which decrease or increase at intervals. When there are many magic elves, there will also be a time when there are few - of course, these more and less are often separated by thousands of years. ”

"In the era when there were many magic elves, there were a lot of magicians, because an ordinary magic apprentice could reach the level of the previous first-level magician, such a powerful magic power, of course, there were many people who learned, it is said that in the period of the tide of magic elves, there were only magicians in the entire army sequence, and these magicians were compiled into magic knights, magic archers, etc., and, in these years, there was no need to burn wood at home, and a large number of cheap magic scrolls were widely used. ”

"In the era when there were few magic elves, magicians were very rare, and they couldn't even summon the fire element, and the number of warriors was also very large. ”

The Magister moved slightly, hiding under the wide plantain leaves to avoid too many raindrops falling on him.

"The last low tide of magic elves was three thousand years, and at that time, there were extremely large number of martial artists in various continents, and even a large number of mercenary groups based on martial artists and a more rigorous organization called gangs were established. This gun was a very popular style at that time. “

"The obvious difference from the current gun is that the role of this gun is completely used in individual combat, and its role in the cavalry charge is very small, but now if you want to use such a weapon proficiently, you need to invest a lot of energy, and you must have enough talent, if the same student learns magic, at least he can reach the realm of a great magician, so the martial arts are slowly annihilated. The Magister turned his back to the sky, not looking at anyone, as if talking to himself.

"How do I practice to beat him?" White asked the question he was most interested in.

"It's difficult, just as the great magicians of their time can't compare to the intermediate magicians of our time, we are quite far behind them in terms of pure force, unless, unless you find the remnants of the martial arts handed down at that time, and at least put in more than twenty years of hard work, and there is also a famous teacher to guide you. The Magister shook his head, a faint sleepiness in his voice.

"Sir, I wonder if you are sure about our operation?" the middle-aged magician asked softly.

"To be without fault is to be meritorious. Fa Qi glanced at him and said flatly, "It's too difficult for a few of us to get something from the Elven Forest. Fortunately, this time I didn't go deep into the Elven Forest, otherwise, I would definitely quit now. ”

"This employer is really a bastard of his grandmother, what is not good to steal, he has to steal the elf child, his grandmother's, the grandfather does not cut off his hands. The thief said angrily.

"I know. "The words are not shocking, and they are endless. As soon as the shadow girl finished speaking, everyone looked at her in surprise. "Actually, at noon, when we took the task, the employer was there for us. ”

Even more startling words were spoken, and everyone else didn't know what the weak girl was trying to say: "It's those very thin people who are masked." ”

"Why?"

"How do you know?"

"Who are they?" Although there are only eight people, at this time it is an absolutely true reproduction of the so-called "gossip".

"They're all elves, but they're just a different kind of elves. ”

As soon as the girl finished speaking, a gleam flashed in the eyes of the Magister, and she asked, "Are they steppe elves or dark elves?"

"Oh...... It turned out that Mr. had guessed some of them, they were dark elves. The girl's face also showed a slight surprise.

"What do they mean by that?" Even though it was in the tropics, the magician felt a chill in his bones: the elves had come to rob the elves' children, and these elves were the most mysterious killers in the legend, elves, killers...... Either word is enough to shock a city.

"I heard them talking...... "The filmmaker was interrupted by three or four people before he finished speaking.

The girl motioned for everyone to listen to her, "I can understand them, it's not strange......" As soon as she said this, the shadow man suddenly disappeared in front of everyone, and reappeared in an instant: "Because the shadow man is their branch." ”

The elves are a strange race, a race that is both dependent on this world and transcendent from the rest of the world.

The most important thing is that there is a mysterious substance from the divine realm in the elven bloodline, so although the human race has been destroyed repeatedly, the elven race can always continue down, and not only that, but even wisdom and knowledge can be passed down from generation to generation through the elders.

Not everyone can understand these terms, but in order to give all the partners a general understanding, the filmmaker still tries his best to speak more clearly.

In the current world, there is an elven race from several lifetimes ago, that is, the dark elf race, and this race has the same blood relationship as the current elf race.

In this race, the purest blood is called the dark elves, and these purebred dark elves can immediately disappear without a trace even in the holy light, but unfortunately, there are less than a hundred dark elves with such pure blood.

In order to ensure the reproduction of the race, the dark elves continue to plunder the elf children in the elf forest, and then produce the next generation through the fertility model, these elves are called dark elves, and they also have the ability to be invisible;

In the middle of the night, Xue Wuxian was suddenly woken up by someone while he was asleep. The stars are shining brightly in the sky after the rain, the crescent moon is hanging high in the sky, and the short chirping of bellworms can be faintly heard in the forest.

With a smile on his face, the Magister whispered, "Traceless, it's time for us to keep vigil." ”

Xue Wuxian slowly straightened up, adding the branch to the fire at hand, and the flame jumped high again.

"Why did you take on this task?Uncle Faqi, can't we just go directly?" Seeing that the people around him were asleep, Xue Wuxian asked the Faqi Magister in a low voice.

Looking around, the Magister smiled and said, "I naturally have my own reasons for doing this, have you noticed those dark elves in the tavern?"