Hatred only brings temporary strength, but it pays eternal decay!

- The Harpy's lesson

While the world misunderstands the Harpys, they don't know their hatred for the world.

Led by the young Harpy Emilia, Beamon and his party begin their way into the Colorado Plateau, where the terrain becomes more undulating as they go deeper.

"Harpia's home is on the largest tree in the plateau, and we named it Garnier. Garnier grew on a huge platform, surrounded by a large area of thorns, and our village was hidden in that thorn bush. Luke, did you know that the 'Sawtooth Vitex' is a great thing, they support our home with their huge, tough torsos, their sharp spikes help us defend us against our enemies, and every autumn, the Sawtooth Wattle offers us sweet thorn fruits, which we call the 'Gift of the Plateau'. Sawtooth is our Harpy's best friend, and not even the mighty Veku from the northern icefields will be able to harm us under the protection of Sawtooth. However, our friends are now suffering, and not only are the thorns in our village beginning to wither, but many of the thorns on the plateau have withered. ”

Since the little girl knew Ouyang's identity, she became more and more familiar with this "divine envoy", flying up and down around Ouyang along the way, sometimes even falling to the ground with her wings open, and taking light crane steps to accompany Ouyang left and right. And her words were obviously more, no longer making that kind of piercing and sharp scream, and constantly telling all kinds of stories on the plateau in the unfamiliar mainland lingua franca, her voice was soft, and what she said and heard was something that everyone had never heard of in their lives.

Under her innocent and soft voice, the two daughters of Hogarth and Miriam gradually let down their guard, and the two girls pulled her to ask long and short questions, one was to compare her with the eagle man in Beamon, and the other was to think that she looked like the sirens in the Sea Clan.

Denise, a little human girl who was dizzy from the harpy's calls, also put aside her prejudices and listened curiously with her little head on the side. The fact that stories that had been legends to her, a student who had never been out of school, were now able to hear them spoken from three different races, satisfied her curiosity, and interjected a sentence or two from time to time to confirm the truth of the stories she had heard before.

The elf Lalandia had also been intrigued by the relationship between Harpia and their elves, but instead of chattering like the girls, the elves had always been out of place, but walked over to the other harpy, Alyssa, who was not injured.

The indignant Alyssa did not refuse the elf's approach, and chatted with her patiently, after all, their harpy was here for this elf.

The mastiffs practiced their martial arts with their iron rods along the way, and from time to time they got together to communicate, but judging from the way they whispered and laughed, what they exchanged was anything but good.

The excitement on Emilia's face darkened visibly as she spoke of the situation in their home.

"What's going on in your family?" asked Ouyang.

"It's the abominable earth elves, who have hurt the thorns on the plateau, and now they're striking our homeland!" the little girl glared at the one in the group with anger on her face.

Harpia's greatest hatred is the enemy who destroys their homeland, and their clan can hate all the races on the continent for 10,000 years in order to destroy their homeland, and now their hatred for the land spirits can be imagined.

"This can't be!" "This can't be!" the slow hot hand jumped up, brandishing the wooden cane, and the banshee who was about to say anything about it, and the empty box behind her back also rattled with excitement, "The sawtooth wattle is also our crop, and the cistanche we rely on for survival is planted on its roots, how can the earth spirit hurt the sawtooth wattle! No one on the plateau will hurt the sawtooth wattle!"

"It's you dirt buns!" Emilia screamed, "you've attacked twice, and you've set fire to some of the Sawtooth Thorns!"

"No way! this can't be!" said to himself, shaking his head in his hand, "my nose tells me there must be a conspiracy here. ”

Ouyang patted the wooden box and said sharply: "Don't mumble there, quickly explain things clearly!"

Slow Heat's hands were excited, he raised his head, stared at Ouyang with a pair of small eyes under his turban, and said: "We live in Jiutanji, a city built on the Sawtooth Vitex! The Sawtooth Vitex provides us with defense, provides food, and also provides the fragrant and charming Cistanche wine, which is the golden key for us to gain friendship from all plateau life! Cistanche, which grows only at the roots of the Vitex Serratus, gives us the same stamina and strength as the roots of the Vitex Serratus, without which we are so weak that we can't even catch the guinea fowl, just like that green skin! Not to mention walking Colorado with a heavy load! No one will destroy the Thorn or set a fire!"

Ouyang stopped Emilia, who was full of anger, and smelled, "You think she is lying?"

Slow Hot Hand sniffed and said, "Nose told me she wasn't lying! It's been ten years since I left the Wine Altar Set, and I don't know what's going on there!"

"What else could have happened!" said Emilia, "the land spirits have gone mad, plundering everywhere, driving many tribes from their homes, and setting fire to the sawtooth wattle, which you have burned to eighty-nine!"

"So, there's a conspiracy!" affirmed the slow heater.

"Who knows!" cried Emilia, "the earth spirits are like mad bucktoothed dogs, biting people when they see them, and they can't communicate at all!"

Unable to communicate, the land spirit is very talkative, good at dealing with people, which can be seen from the slow hot hands. What is it that makes the land elves lose their minds?

Ouyang frowned and asked, "Slow hot hands, what did you think of?"

"Oh, you don't know about the plateau!" said the slow hot hand, "each strain has a lifespan of a hundred years, during which time it provides fruit to nourish the life of the plateau. After it dies, the land will not grow for a hundred years, and the soil transformed by its well-developed root system will nourish the trees of the plateau, which will become a forest. Perhaps you have already discovered that the areas of the plateau with abundant water and grass have been occupied by demonic beasts, and this is the case with the valley where you hunt the back of Norway. And we natives living on the plateau can only rely on the protection of the sawtooth thorn!"

Ouyang pondered the words of the slow hot hand and guessed: "Burning the sawtooth wattle is equivalent to destroying one village after another, isn't this inducing war on the plateau?"

"That's it!" said the Slow Heat Hand, "we Foot Merchants can get a lot of supplies through trade, and we don't need to plunder at all!

"Your trade is no different from plundering!" said Hogarth.

Slow-hot hand glanced at the meat on the back of the camel beast, and did not refute this Beamon sacrifice who controlled the powerful demonic beast, but in his heart he slandered the fat man, his trade method was kidnapping!

Ouyang got the information, and no longer paid attention to the resentful land elves, and instead asked Emilia, "How did the land elves invade your homeland? ”

Ouyang was a little puzzled, although this time they were facing the twelve harpy banshees with ease. But it is also to take advantage, and the team has one of the best archers on the continent, the House Clan, and a high-level aerial demonic beast. Moreover, the Harpy is known for its ambushes, and today they are ambushed. Moreover, Ouyang knew that the Harpy Banshee had other abilities that had not yet been shown, so he didn't understand how those land spirits could give the Harpy a headache.

"They dug the tunnel!" Emilia said helplessly.

"Ground rats?" Ouyang looked at the iron rods in the mastiffs' hands, "Maybe my followers will like this game." ”

"You'll help us, right, Luke. Emilia looked at Ouyang expectantly.

"Of course, these guys under mine should see blood, too. ”

"I knew it. The harpy pounced on Ouyang excitedly.

Seeing that Emilia, who had been talking well, suddenly came like this, Huo Jiasi and Miriam pursed their lips disdainfully and turned their faces away.

Behind them, a group of Beamon men erupted in laughter.

Of course, Ouyang knew what they were laughing at, but it was nothing to him, and the closeness of the strange woman had begun to get used to it after he left school. In the past few years, I have lived in different identities, and I am not performing on stage to change my face, which is all a daily routine. Therefore, such identities as "Moon Messenger" and "Altar Sacrifice" can be accepted by Ouyang and the responsibilities that come with these identities.

It's important to stick to your own rules of life and stay alive.

The first of the guidelines is to understand the dangers that will be faced.

"Amilia, the land spirits have burned eighty-nine bushes of thorns, so how many tribes have been affected?"

Emilia pondered for a moment and said, "There are already more than twenty tribes affected, such as the Kizler diggers, three tribes have been exterminated, two tribes of blackskins have had to wander, and some I can't remember, but the most serious one is the Vaux Thorn Troll tribe. The most dangerous tribes on this plateau, after their homes were burned down, burned and looted, and half of the more than 20 tribes were destroyed by their hands. They also threatened to destroy every land spirit even if they searched the entire plateau. ”

"An angry troll, aren't all the tribes on the plateau in a deeper crisis?" Ouyang could imagine what the plateau was in now.

Now that they have entered the plateau trial, they are really at the level of a scepter!

Ouyang had only seen a few trolls in Legolaser, and those trolls had come to drink, and they had no intuitive understanding of their combat power. But he still knows that trolls are terrible, and the scary thing is that trolls retain the custom of cannibalism. It's not that they eat people because they're hungry, it's the custom of the trolls! It even extends to their sacrifices and prayers! A tribe that dares to eat people can't do anything after a rage?

Sighing, Ouyang's face became serious, and he said, "Amilia, you have neglected one thing!"

"What's the matter?" she frowned.

"The most dangerous presence in the list of land elves is not the Thorn Troll, but Helpia!Do you think what would happen to the plateau if you were as angry as the Thorn Trolls?Although the first two attacks were unsuccessful, but what about the third and fourth times? I dare say that the land elves are trying to provoke you, or the controlling hand behind the land elves. ”

Emilia closed her eyes, as if thinking about the tragedy of Halpia being provoked, or the tragedy that could anger Halpia, and her little face turned pale, it must have been a very tragic scene.

She smiled miserably and said, "The crow will peck at all the flesh and blood, leaving only a world of bones!"

Even a Nizi can imagine things, Ouyang doesn't need to say more. His previous guess was correct, someone started a war on the plateau, and as for its purpose, maybe he would only understand it when he saw the hand behind him.

Ouyang turned to everyone and said, "Polishing your weapons!

"Whew~"

"For Kampas!"

Patting Emilia on the shoulder, Ouyang smiled.

This is the Beamon Warrior!

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