"There are leg bones, so there should be other bones. He set aside the Terran thigh bone in his hand and began to rummage through the pile of dust. As he expected, he found a lot of bones, and a long sword that had rotted.

"Found it, let me see. The sternum, ribs, arm bones, not ...... This is the skull. He sorted and piled up the bones he had picked up, and began to examine them one by one.

As mentioned earlier, these bones come from a male Terran warrior, who is not very old, because the bones are very dense and very strong, and if he is an old person, there will be no such bones at all. Many of these bones are clearly missing, and the joints between the vertebrae and the skull are broken. It can be seen that he was beheaded by the enemy after being seriously wounded. No metal objects other than swords were found at the scene, indicating that the Terran warrior was not wearing metal armor, and that he was most likely only wearing leather armor or a rattan trellis to fight. Judging from the dust piled up here, this Terran warrior can already be regarded as a "prehistoric Terran".

Sylvia didn't understand any of these analyses, and she didn't know what they were supposed to do. She unconsciously rummaged through the pile of dust, who knew that she had really found something good-

It was the skeleton of an elven warrior, and the slender skeleton made it easy to identify his racial identity at a glance. But it wasn't the skeleton that mattered, but the unsightly bow next to him.

When Sylvia saw the bow, her eyes immediately became surprised.

"I'm afraid this place has been in the dust for hundreds of thousands of years. The cave is not easy to accumulate dust, and it is separated by a heavenly waterfall outside. The air inside was fresh and seemed to have a ventilated area...... What the hell is this place?"

As she pondered, Sylvia's voice of surprise came from afar. The elf girl was holding a big bow in her arms, and she ran over: "Gloomy, gloomy, look what I found!"

"Bow!" looked at it intently, and found that it was a very simple bow, that is, a green vine tied to the ends of a branch, and if there was anything out of the ordinary, it might be the jade-like green of the whole bow.

"There's nothing out of the ordinary about this bow. ”

"What do you know," Sylvia reached out and poked her chest at the top, with her height, she could only do it here, "The material used for this bow is the branches of the Tree of Life, immortal for thousands of years, and it contains a very strong vitality. A little biting at a critical moment can save lives. ”

"Bite a little bit when it's critical, you mean, this bow can be eaten?" It wasn't until Sylvia got closer to him that he noticed that there were clearly several small cuts at one end of the bow that had been eaten.

An edible bow...... I can't think of a more bizarre design.

"You elves have a lot of imagination. Looking at the "edible and usable" bow, he felt that the whole world was teasing him.

Sylvia didn't care so much, the branches of the Tree of Life were so precious that she didn't know how long it would take for that one to appear. This bow may be as powerful as his enchanted longbow in archery, but with this bow, she is equivalent to carrying a bottle of "immortal potion" with her, and when she is seriously injured and dying, she can nibble on it, and guarantee that she will be able to get up alive and kill again.

Sylvia, who likes the new and hates the old, immediately wonders if to convert her primary weapon from her "Enchanted Longbow" to it.

"This is a battlefield, I found a human skeleton, and you found this bow, which means that there are elves who have also died here. If we look again, we might find other races. Gloom said.

"Well, maybe I'll pick up another good thing. Sylvia nodded, she was now completely caught up in a state of petty wealth, and now fantasized about seeing a few more good things, preferably something comparable to this "edible and wielded" longbow.

"If you can find this one, you are gone, and Dayun still wants to find it again. Hmph, idiot. Looking at Silvia's little wealth fan, he snorted disdainfully. In his opinion, trying to pick up things by luck is simply an unreliable thing. That's something that only exists in fantasy.

It was only after a while that Gloria realized that he was wrong, and that he was very wrong.

Sylvia picks up things like a plug-in - gems, ancient coins, magic scrolls, magic wands, swords, and even the Angel Origin's Feather.

"Even the Angel Clan has joined this battle?" looked at Sylvia's palms with more than a dozen white feathers, large and small, and her brows furrowed into the shape of "Chuan", and she didn't even have the experience and Sylvia's good luck in mind.

"Orcs, elves, terrans, angels...... This battle is about to become a hodgepodge of races" Counting the races that had been discovered before, it turned out that the races involved in this battle were not small, and there were already four known.

"Dark, I found the bones of the dwarves here, and a pile of obsidian slag. Sylvia shouted as she crouched beside her and fiddled with a pile of dust.

"Flame Demon!" Hearing Sylvia shout the words "Obsidian Dregs", the word "Flame Demon" immediately appeared in his mind. For the Fire Demon, Gloomy is so familiar that she has even killed a few of them herself, and as far as he knows, only the Fire Demon will turn into a pile of obsidian scum when he dies. Could it be that this battle was caused by a demonic attack?

Thinking of this, he crouched down beside Sylvia and began to examine the pile of things carefully.

The bones are real, and so are the obsidian slags. It was indeed the corpse of a dwarf and a firefiend. But after observing it for a while, I realized that something was wrong.

"No, no, this is not the right position! How could the dwarves and the fire demons face the same direction? This doesn't look like a battle direction, it seems like they are fighting together!"

"This can't be!" Gmy left the two bones and began to search for other places with demon bones to examine. Whether it was a high-level demon, a middle-level demon, or a low-level demon, he carefully inspected it everywhere. Eventually, he came to a startling conclusion:

"These races are fighting alongside demons. ”