Chapter 220: The Half-Blood Home (Part II)
γHometown "Food"γ
[In this world, there are always some foods that others can't accept, but they make you dream. For Connors, a rich lizard who was born underground and was imprinted as a slave, the eggs of the Mossy Rock Spider were like this.
The white egg sacs the size of grapefruit hanging from the cobwebs of the cave cliffs are wrapped in mossy rock spider eggs that are as slimy as peeled grapes. That's the goal of this mission.
In a way, this spider egg is also a rare delicacy......
Well, most normal people don't think so anyway. The mucus on the outside of the eggs tastes very sour and contains a small amount of neurotoxins. And when you bite the spider eggs in your mouth like caviar, you will feel an indescribable fishy smell spreading in your mouth, and you can also feel the helpless struggle of the infully formed young spiders on your tongue.
Trust me, if you actually taste it, you'll even want to rinse your mouth with a strong acid. But it's not useful, because that special stickiness and texture will forever be imprinted in your mind.
Of course, none of this was a problem for the lizard-rich Connors. Ever since he first tried to eat the eggs of the Moss Rock Spider because of hunger as a child, he had fallen in love with the taste, and the years when he escaped from the dark region were also the time when the eggs of the Moss Rock Spider gave him the nutrients and strength he needed to escape.
However, the war underneath has made the number of adventurers willing to go deep into the dark regions become less and less, and the rich Connors has not tasted this rare "delicacy" for quite some time. To do this, it spares no expense to recruit true warriors who are willing to take risks in search of good ingredients. γ
[Objective: Spider Egg Sac 0/20]
[Reward: 70 Soul Energy]
[Note: No, don't open the can!]
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The description of the mission seemed to be getting longer and longer, and Barrett was scolding in her heart. I don't know who is behind the scenes, writing these gossip-like mixed information.
After learning about the habits of some mossy rock spiders from the dragon's blood kobold old Colin and where to find more mossy rock spider eggs in the dark area, Barrett led a few young people from the 'Good Helper' adventure team out of the old Colin's 'grapevine' grocery store, ready to find a place to rest.
They need to have a full rest at the last resting point of this adventure, 'Imlandus', and plan a careful adventure plan in advance to minimize the risk of this underground trip.
The half-elven city was filled with the scent of trees and flowers, and several wide, straight streets covered in moss sprawled throughout the city, even stretching into the distance of a secluded valley.
The city is home to towering birch, pine and oak trees. Vine-covered buildings stand among the trees, some of which have even become one with the trees. The roof of the building is hidden in dense foliage, and thick branches extend from the walls and windows. Man-made buildings and naturally growing trees are perfectly combined here, regardless of each other.
The rushing stream rushes down from the cliffs in the distance, and after a long flow, it becomes gentle and gentle in the course of 'Imlandes'.
Some lone leaf boats with boat lights swayed slowly in the river, and most of the boats were empty, and there was no oarsman.
Occasionally, some half-elves would jump on a boat and float down the river. When they reach a certain place, the half-elves in the boat will jump down nimbly and continue along the grassy path.
Most of the pedestrians on the streets are half-elves with handsome faces, and there are not a few humans themselves. Occasionally, you can see a few strange half-blood goblins, as well as half-goats with recurved legs of lamb (as they don't have horns). There was even a female celestial race with a pair of white wings on her back, who passed by Barrett and the others.
The holy, glorious appearance of the female celestial race had to make Barrett and a few young men turn their attention.
"Gary, you say, is that a pure angel, or is it a half-blood?" asked William in a whisper.
"I don't know. Gary the goblin spread his hands in response, "Actually, this is the first time I've seen these creatures from the upper planes. Mage Moore hadn't told me about them before. So I don't know much about them. β
"We should all be like you, it's the first time we've met. William watched the female celestial race slowly walk away, "Why are there so many races in the city-state of Muya, but there are no such kind celestial creatures?" he asked again, "Believe me, those winged angels will definitely be more popular than trolls, ogres, kobolds, or other races." β
At least you didn't say goblins, Barrett thought to herself.
Gary was silent, not answering. And the false knight of Weimar gave his own answer, "It's very simple, because the mages don't have a good relationship with those Celestial creatures. Or rather, the relationship with the boss behind them is not very good. As for why this is so, I don't think I need to say more, as long as you are not a fool who knows nothing, you can definitely guess and know. β
"Hmph, 'War of Faith', do you still need to guess this? This is something that the whole continent, no, the entire multiverse knows. William pursed his lips, "The rising mages were not satisfied with the gods' interference and control of the human mind, so they launched this war that has been fought for nearly a hundred years. You say, if the mages had lost the war, what would have happened now?"
"What else, it won't be too bad. Weimar said in a very indifferent tone, "Because the mages of the Magic Empire will definitely accumulate strength and then fight back! Can those gods still be able to run to our main material plane one by one? This is obviously impossible, so if the first battle of faith is lost, there will definitely be a second and a third time, until the gods are defeated." β
"Or the fall of the Empire. William added.
The adventurers of the city-state of Muya seem to like to like to discuss these mage-related things, perhaps because they are too close to the mage city. However, in Barrett's opinion, these discussions were meaningless, because those events were too far away from them, and it was better to discuss the next journey.
"Let's go, guys. He said to the young men who stopped to admire, "Let's find a place to rest, and the next destination is the dark region." β
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